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The Conundrum Of The Ticklish Tickler:
She likes to torment her victims endlessly, finding each and every ticklish spot there is to find. Her lee is immobile, but this is what she wants. Her ambition is to make you feel vulnerable, that you are defenseless and can't stop the impending tickling that approaches. Her softly spoken words tease your mind as her fingertips torture your skin creating an unbelievably effective combination. The sensations inside you scream in ticklish hysteria as the factor of time and how long you're tickling will last becomes irrelevant... She controls when your session ends and you know it!
But, there's something you don't know. Your tormentor hides a
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Cheating at Chess (F/F Tickle Story)
Susan was walking around the park. Her flip flops announced her presence to the elderly people nearby playing chess. Her white tank top and shorts kept her cool in the warm summer sun. Her long blonde hair flowed in the cool breeze.  As she walked around, her hazel eyes caught an elderly woman sitting alone at a chess table. A small dog was laying next to her feet as she sat there, looking at the table. All the pieces were set up for a game. Susan smiled as she walked up to the elderly woman, noticing how well she looked with her gray hair styled into a bun. "Hello." She said with a heartwarming smile.  The elderly woman turned her head to the younger woman, looking at her with her blue eyes. She looked at Susan up and down, smiling as she did so. "Hello. What brings you here?" She asked in a soft tone.  "I happened to be passing by and noticed that you didn't have a partner to play with. You waiting for someone?" Susan asked.  "Not at all. I enjoy playing a good game with anyone. I'm just waiting for someone to play against me." The woman replied as she turned her head back to the table.  "Do you mind if I play against you then?" Susan asked as she began to walk to the free seat. The elderly woman gestured for her to do so. The blonde's smile widened as she sat down. "What's your name?"  "Grace." The woman responded with a smile as she began with her opening moves. The two of them moved pawns and knights for their opening moves.  A few moves in, Susan slipped off her pink flip flop on her left foot before singing cross-legged, left leg over the right. The two of them kept playing until the elderly woman gently nudged her dog with her foot. The dog slowly got up, moving closer to Susan and sniffing her foot.  As soon as he did, Susan put down her bishop on a random legal space and looked under the table. "Awwwwww. He's so cute." She said as she slowly petted him. He wagged his tail in response, enjoying how his brown fur was being petted. He licked her hand excitingly as she continued. "How long have you had him?"  "He's been with me for a couple years now. Well trained and loves people as you can tell." Grace responded as she slowly took Susan's bishop with her knight. "Your move."  "Thank you." Susan said as she moved her hands onto the table. She examined the board, noticing that her bishop was taken. She slowly picked up a piece, pausing when she felt something tickly brush up her foot. A smile formed on her face as she curled her toes. Her body leaned back as she attempted to keep still. "Hehehehe. I thihihink he's lihihihicking mehehehe." She giggled out.  "He does that. He enjoys giving people kisses where he can." Grace responded with a smile as she kept watching her opponent giggling and squirming in her seat slightly. "It's still your move."  "Okahahahay. Juhuhuhust give me a sehehehecond." Susan responded as she held her knight close to her chest. Her upper body squirmed as she attempted to keep her foot still. Despite that, the dog refused to stop. It licked from her heel to her curled toes. It lapped its tongue all over the bottom of her scrunched up foot, refusing to stop.  "He seems to like you. Just let him lick and keep playing." Grace responded in a giddy voice.  Susan nodded, placing her knight in an appropriate spot before leaning back and giggling uncontrollably. Her toes spread apart, giving the dog access to all of her foot. The animal took advantage, licking her toes happily. This caused her to laugh and squeal. Her toes reflexively curled, almost forcing the dog to back away. "Ehehehehehe! Nahahahahat theheherehehe!" She giggled out as the tongue kept exploring her curled toes. Her foot wiggled, struggling to stay still and let him continue. What she didn't realize was that the elderly woman had already taken her turn. "It's your turn." Grace said in a cheerful tone.  "Ohhohohoho! Okahahahay!" Susan giggled out as she struggled to focus. The licking took almost all of her attention as the dog kept focusing on her toes, licking them relentlessly. She resorted to picking up a random pawn and moving it forward one space before letting the giggles flow.  Moments later, she moved her foot away from the dog, slipping on her flip flop again and leaving her feet flat on the ground. Her giggling slowed to a stop as she took multiple deep breaths. "Hehehe ohhhhh that tickled so badly." She said as she tried to reassess her current situation.  As she was staring at the board, Grace took her move, capturing the pawn. Once she did, she nudged her dog again gently. Without any hesitation, the brown animal walked over to Susan's feet and began licking the top of them happily, focusing by her toes. When this happened, she bursted into a flurry of giggles. Her body shook as her toes wiggled. Her eyes almost closed as she picked up her queen and moved it anywhere she thought would be a legal move. "Hehehehe! He's licking my toes!" She giggled out while trying her best not to kick him.  "You must've stepped in something delicious on your way here." The elderly woman joked in a giggly tone.  "I Dihihihidn't!" Susan giggled as she watched Grace make her move. Before the gray haired woman had a chance to say anything, a loud squeal escaped Susan's lips. The blonde felt the tickly tongue of the dog slide between her toes, laughing hysterically as it continued to lick her right foot. "NAAAAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHASE GET HIM TO STAHAHAHAP!" She pleaded as she quickly grabbed whatever piece was closest to her. When she realized it was the king, she moved it over one square.  "As you wish. Jackson, come here boy." The elderly woman said while patting her lap gently. When she did, the brown dog quickly walked back to his owner before laying down again. "He's a good dog."  "Y-yeah. He is." Susan said as she regained her breath. She watched as the elderly woman took another one of her pieces off the board. Her eyes widened when she noticed how far behind she was. "How did I get so far behind?" She asked in shock.  "Not thinking about your every move." The woman replied quickly with a smile. Susan gave her a quick glance, smiling as she moved another one of her pieces forward. The two of them kept playing in silence, taking piece after piece from each other until Susan stretched her body. Small groans left her lips as a tired look broke through. "Is something wrong?" Grace asked.  "Nothing. Just walked a little too much today. I'll be fine once I get home and put my feet up." Susan responded with a tired smile.  "Oh my, your feet must be killing you. You know, I used to be a masseuse back in my younger years. Maybe I can help you, it's all about the technique after all." The woman offered.  Susan's smile widened as she shook her head. "You're so thoughtful but I can't have you do that." She said while moving another piece.  "Don't feel bad. Consider it a gift for spending time with an old woman." Grace responded with a smile while moving her own piece.  "Okay, but just my right foot." Susan said as she slipped off her flip flop and gently placed her right foot on the woman's lap. She curled her toes shyly as the woman began to gently massage her foot. Instantly, the blonde woman relaxed, enjoying the massage she was receiving. Her hand slowly moved another piece forward into the line of fire.  As soon as the piece touched the board again, the elderly woman took her hands away from Susan's foot and examined the board. She took about a minute before moving her own piece. When Grace moved her hands back, Susan could immediately feel something scribbling away at her instep. Loud laughter erupted from the younger woman as she struggled to keep still. Her head leaned back as her eyes closed. "My, you have such ticklish feet. I think my technique may tickle quite a bit." Grace said with a more mischievous smile, knowing that the younger woman wasn't looking at her.  "THEHEHEY AREHEHEHEHEHEHE! HAHAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIHIHITS FIHIHIHIHINE!" Susan laughed out as she tried to look at the board. However, the nails skittering all over her sensitive instep prevented her from thinking too much on what to do next. She kept laughing, squinting at the board to try to focus. After what felt like a few minutes, she grabbed a random piece she owned and moved it forward.  After the piece was moved, Grace stopped tickling and put her right hand up to her chin. However, her left hand held Susan's foot, keeping it hostage as the elderly woman made her move. The blonde woman just panted in her seat, regaining her breath and composure as the gray haired woman moved another piece.  As soon as it was Susan's turn, the tickling resumed. Instead of focusing on her instep, Grace scribbled her fingers in the center of her soles. Her fingertips danced more than anyone thought they should as they tickled the soft sensitive sole of her opponent. "You must be enjoying the massage if you're willing to go through all the ticklish sensations." She commented to her laughing opponent.  "I AHAHAHAHAM!" Susan laughed out as she squirmed in her chair. Her toes scrunched up, spread apart, and wiggled, trying to dismiss the ticklish sensation that wouldn't stop. She struggled to keep her foot still, not wanting to let the old woman's good faith go to waist. Her laughter grew the longer she was tickled as she kept looking around. Her eyes looked for anything else to focus on due to the tickling taking over her mind. Seconds slowly passed by as her laughter grew louder and more hysterical. Her feet scrunched up as if her life depended on it as she moved another piece randomly.  When Grace noticed the piece move, she stopped the ticklish onslaught on her poor victim and looked at the board. Her left hand kept a firm grasp on the sole foot before her as she moved another piece forward.  Before Susan could fully recover from the ticklish assault on her foot, she felt the mean nails tickle away just under her toes. A ticklish scream escaped her lips as she struggled to keep her toes straight. "NAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAT THE TOHOHOEHEHES!" She screamed out.  "Is someone too ticklish on their toesies for my professional massage technique?" Grace teased as her nimble fingers teased just under the blonde's wiggling toes. All Susan did was nod and laugh. Her hands were planted firmly on the table as she squinted at the chess board. Tears started forming in her eyes as she looked at the pieces. Her laughter and screaming refused to slow down for even a second as the nails tickled her relentlessly. In desperation, she moved a piece, leaving the king open to attack.  As soon as the piece was moved, Grace stopped her ticklish assault and moved a piece forward, threatening the king. "If you don't do something quick, I'll win." She said with a proud smile.  Susan looked at the board, noticing the position she put herself in. Instead of focusing on the game, she focused on regaining her breath and wiping the tears out of her eyes. Moments later, she bursted out laughing and squirming in her chair. The nails of the older woman scribbled between her toes, causing her to squeal and scream constantly. Her ticklish toes wiggled and kept spread apart so that she didn't hurt the elderly woman. "NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEREHEHEHE! I CAHAHAHANT CONCENTRAHAHAHATE!" Susan pleaded as she tried to reach for her foot, still being held captive by the older woman.  "That's fine. Take your time. I'll keep massaging between your ticklish toes in the meantime." The older woman said as she used her nails to torment between the toes. The constantly tickling caused Susan's screams to go up an octave. Her head went back as tears ran down her cheeks. Her head shook as she moved a random piece on the board. However, the tickling didn't stop. "That's an illegal move." Grace said as she kept tickling.  "OKAHAHAHAY! SOHOHOHORRY!" Susan screamed out as she moved the piece back. Moments later, she moved another random piece, not even looking at the board anymore. Her eyes were closed as she hid her head in her hands, hiding after she moved.  Then it happened again. "That's also an illegal move. You shouldn't be rushing. Thinking over every move is required in chess." The older woman said with a polite, yet knowing smile. Susan apologized again, screaming loudly into her left hand as her right slowly moved the piece back. Her teary eyes looked at the board. She quickly spotted the king, moving it forward by one before falling back and screaming into her hand.  Moments later, the tickling stopped. Grace let go of her foot, leaving it on her lap as she moved her last piece into checkmate. "Checkmate. I win." The woman said with a large smile. Susan wiped the tears out of her eyes and pulled her foot away. The older woman slowly stood up and tugged on the dog's leash gently. "It was fun. I hope you come and spend time with me again." She said before slowly walking away, leaving the tired blonde to clean up the table and rest in her seat. 
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Sisters Tickled Together
Sarah held her sister's hand as she walked down the street. Her flip flops made a loud thump with every step as she pulled her sister along. "Come on Izzy. It's right around the corner." She said with an excited smile. Her body turned to her sister, who was wearing a black sweater in the middle of the sunny day.  "You sure this is a good idea?" The younger, black haired woman said as tried not to make eye contact with anyone. Her eyes kept returning to her sister, noticing the black belly shirt and shorts she wore. Even her long black hair caught her eye.  "If you don't want to, we can go back. It's not the end of the world if we don't go." Sarah said as she kept holding her sister's hand, noticing that she was tucking her black hair back into the hood that covered her head. Her sneakers moved closer together as she looked down at her jeans. After a few seconds, she looked up to her smiling sister before mumbling a response. "What was that?" Sarah said with a smile.  "We can go." Isabella responded before being pulled down the street again. "At least don't rip my sweatshirt!" She said as she was escorted to the front of a tall building. Her eyes looked up to see a sign that said Laughter Lounge. A small sigh escaped her lips as her sister grinned from ear to ear. "Let's go." She said while looking away from both the building and Sarah.  "Someone doesn't sound excited. I thought you wanted to try this out before we went back home for summer." Sarah said with a smug smile.  "Shut up! I can't believe I left the tab open for the stupid website." Isabella complained as she tried to glare at her black haired sister.  "C'mon. It'll be fun for both of us. Plus, you know I enjoy it too." Sarah said as she walked inside, not holding Isabella's hand this time. The hooded woman sighed before walking in behind her.  The two of them walked up to the front desk. "Hello, how may I help you?" The man at the front desk asked.  "Session for two? Two lees if possible with an in-house ler." Sarah said as she smiled at the young man.  "Yes, first things first, ID please." The man said. Sarah quickly got her driver's license out of her purse while Isabella took a few seconds to get hers out of her pocket. Once he confirmed their ages, he wrote them down and handed them two forms. "Please fill out these forms and hand them back. We will set up the session immediately afterwards."  "Okay!" Sarah said as she grabbed both forms. She turned around and gave one to her sister before taking a seat nearby. Her sister followed her while staring at the form. Her eyes noticed a few things such as name, height, preferred ticklish spots, level of ticklishness. Her face began to heat up the further she got, noticing that there was a list of spots she wished to be tickled on, if she wanted tools, the worst spot on her body, if she wished to see the ler or not. "So extensive."  "Hehehe getting nervous? I suggest doing one for our feet this time. We'll do it without seeing the ler either." Sarah said as she began filling out her form. Isabella was blushing intensely when she heard her sister talking so casually about this. Her hand began filling in the form, giving herself the most basic experience she could. Once she finished, she took a glance over to notice that Sarah's form was almost completely filled out, even taking multiple extras. Her hazel eyes widened as she slowly turned to her sister. "That's…..a lot." She slowly said out loud. "What can I say? I enjoy being tickled." Sarah said as she gave Isabella a slightly embarrassed smile. "Let's give these forms in." She said as she stood up. Isabella gave her the form, letting her more extroverted sister give them to the man. Sarah walked up to the man and handed him the forms. "Here you go."  "Thank you. I'll review these and set up a room as soon as possible." He said as he took the forms and began to check them over.  Sarah walked back and sat next to Isabella. "How you feeling, Izzy?" She asked as she leaned closer to her sister.  "Nervous." The hooded woman admitted as she looked down at her lap.  "Don't worry. They're great. If we say the safe word, they'll stop. Trust me." Sarah said as she grabbed her sister's hand and squeezed. Isabella smiled and she held her hand back, showing the shy smile to Sarah.  "We're ready for you." The man said, calling the two women up. "Thank you for waiting. Walk through the door, it'll be the third door on your left. And also swipe these cards into the readers when selecting the footholds. The safe word is pen." He explained to the two of them while giving them both cards with numbers on them. "The session will start approximately one minute after you're ready."  "Thank you." Sarah said as she took her card and began walking to the door. Isabella hesitantly took hers before following behind her sister. The two walked down the hallway, bathed in red light as they reached their room.  When they entered their room, they say a padded floor with four holes in the far side of the room. The holes were evenly spaced, allowing for a few different combinations for them to be placed. Multiple pillows and other accommodations were set by them with card readers set slightly above the holes. "I'll let you choose which holes you want to go in. Oh and make sure we take off our shoes and socks here." Sarah said as she kicked off her flip flops.  "Okay……mind if I sit in your lap for the first time?" Isabella said while shyly slipping off her shoes and taking off her socks.  Sarah giggled at her sister's request. "You haven't asked that since we were kids. I didn't expect you to ask in your twenties." She said before nodding her head. "You can if it'll help."  "Thank you." Isabella said as she turned back to the holes. She slowly slid her card in two card readers, taking the outer holes. Afterwards, she slid her bare feet into the holes, curling her toes as she sat on the ground.  "Get up for a second. Let me get under you." Sarah said. Her sister nodded in understanding, getting up and out of the foot holds. Sarah smiled as she took the inner holes. Immediately afterwards, she sat down on the ground and put her feet into the inner holes.  Isabella hesitantly got back into position. She sat down in Sarah's lap and slowly put her feet through the outer holes. Her toes curled in anticipation as her sister wrapped her arms around her. "Any way to tell them we're ready?" Isabella asked.  "Just keep your feet in the holes. They should be locking us in soon." Sarah said as she gave her sister a small squeeze. Immediately afterwards, they felt something wrap around their ankles. "There we go." Sarah added as she wiggled her feet from side to side happily. After a couple minutes, Isabella felt something glide up the middle of her left foot. She shook it, squeaking as she failed to pull her foot away. "Seems like it's starting."  "Y-yeah." Isabella said as the teasing finger glided up and down the scrunched up foot. A smile began to form as her foot squirmed left and right. It was then that she felt a set of five fingers tease away at her right foot. A smile forced its way to her face. Her body began to squirm as she shook her bound feet.  "Awwwww. You seem to be enjohohohohoying hehehehe thihihihis!" Sarah giggled out. She leaned her head back as she curled her toes. Her left foot shook slightly as she felt a tongue lickle away at her instep. "Thehehey got a gohohohohod one heheheheehe." She said as her cheek began to blush a bit.  "Whahahat is he dohohohing?" Isabella asked, unable to hold back the giggles as she felt the fingers tease away at her sensitive heels. Her feet still shook in place, foot scrunching up as much as she could while being forced to take the gentle tickling to her heels.  "Hehehehehehe's lihihihickling mehehehehehahahahaha!" Sarah said as her giggles quickly turned into laughter as she felt the lickling cover the bottom of her foot, from heel to the ball of her foot. While her left foot was being lickled, the right foot would spread its toes and wiggle them teasingly. "Cmohohohohon dohohohohoho both! Hahahaha!" As soon as she made the request, she could feel the ticklish sensation switch from her left foot to her right foot. Her laughter shot up slightly as her left toes spread apart while her right toes curled.  "Yohohohou sehehehehem to be hehehe enjoying ihihihit!" Isabella said through her giggling as she could feel the man's fingers slowly going up to her soles. Her feet shook more frantically as she tried desperately to pull her legs together with no results.  "As shohohohould youhuhuhuhahahaha!" Sarah laughed out as she scribbled her fingers all over her sister's belly.  "NOHOHOHHOHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAHAP! DOHOHOHOHON'T!" Isabella pleaded as she squirmed in her sister's arms. Her laughter filled the room, drowning out her sister's as she tried to pull herself away. However, Sarah pulled Isabella closer, refusing to let her wiggle away as they bother were tickled. "GEHEHEHEHET HER TOHOHOHOES!" She begged.  "Nuhuhuhu! I'm enjoying thiHIHIHIHIHIS!" Sarah pleaded through her laughter before bursting out. The tongue that teased her instep moments before teased just under her toes and the tips of them. She shook her right foot frantically while holding Isabella close. She laughed into her sister's back as her sister went back to fierce giggling.  Isabella quickly hid her face in her sleeves, squealing as she felt the fingers slowly going up and down her soles, scribbling and spidering away at them expertly. Her laughter was muffled by her sleeves and hands as she shook her head.  Moments later, Sarah let out a squeal as she felt the tongue tease between her toes on her left foot. She struggled to keep them spread, not wanting to hurt the worker as he lickled between her toes. "NAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOT BETWEHEHEHEHEN!" She screamed out into her sister's back. The lickling continued relentlessly, getting between her toes one by one on her left foot. The screaming intensified when her fourth toe was being teased, causing her to squeeze Isabella tightly.  Isabella laughed and squirmed, trying to break free from her sister's death grip as she felt her soles being mercilessly tickled with four fingertips rapidly moving up and down them. The sensation caused her to reach forward and try to pull her feet back. "OKAHAHAHAY! OKAHAHAHAY! YOU CAHAHAHAN STAHAHAHAHAP!" She laughed out.  The two of them suffered the mercilessly tickling for a little longer before feeling the sensations stopped. They both fell back, laying on the floor as they regained their breath. "Is it done?" Isabella asked.  Sarah looked around the clock, finding one close to the ceiling. "Only five minutes passed. Not done yet." She said before squeezing her sister and letting out a content sigh.  "What is he doing to you?" Isabella asked as she continued to regain her breath.  "He's kissing my feet and it feels amazing." She said with a smile, loving the sensation so much. Her toes spread out as she flexed her feet as much as she could. The kisses continued up and down her instep and arches, causing small noises to escape her lips as she closed her eyes.  "You look so happy." Izzy said before giggling slightly.  "I ammmmmm." Sarah said as she relaxed under her sister. Moments later, she squealed into a giggling fit. Her body shook as she kept a hold on her sister. "EEEEEEhehehehehehe!" She giggled out as she felt a set of five claws scribbling away just above her left heel.  "What is ihihihihihit?! Hahahahaha nahahahahat thehehere!" Isabella laughed out as she shook her feet frantically. Her laughter rose as a set of fingers began to spider and scribble away at her right arch. Her hands immediately went over her mouth, muffling her laughter as she squirmed on top of her sister. Sarah smiled as she took the opportunity to scribble away at Isabella's belly again. When she did, her sister's hood fell down and her hair began to swing side to side as she laughed loudly. Her hands immediately went to stop the scribbling fingers attacking her belly. "NAHAHAHAHAHA SAHAHAHARAHAHAHA!" She screamed out while involuntarily leaning closer.  "Hehehehehe cmohohohohohon! You can tahahahake more!" Sarah giggled out while attempting to resist the claws' influence on her feet. She could feel all five claws slowly making their way up her left foot. As they did, her giggles grew more frantic as her scribbling got more sloppy. "Thihihihis aihihihint FAHAHAHAIR!!!!" She said before bursting out laughing. The claws managed to get just below her curling toes, teasing just under them.  "TOTALLY FAIHIHIHIR! HAHAHAHAHA" Isabella laughed out as she grabbed onto Sarah's hands. She held them tightly as she laughed loudly. Her head shook as she tried to kick her legs. "JUHUHUHUST GET HEHEHER TOHOHOHOES!"  "NAHAHAHAHAHA GEHEHEHET HEHEHEHERS!" Sarah laughed out as she tried to free her hands from her sister's clutches.  "NOHOHOHOHOHO! ANYWHERE BUT THEHEHEHEREHEHEHE!" Isabella pleaded as she kept a grip on her sister. A squeal escaped her lips as she felt the scribbling fingertips slowly move up to the balls of her feet. "NOHOHOHOHOHO! PLEHEHEHEHAHAHAHASE!"  "SHEHEHEHEHE LOHOHOHOVES IHIHIHIHIT!" Sarah screamed out as the claws began to scribble at the base of her toes. Her screams filled the room as she tightened her grip around her sister. Tears began to form as she hid in Isabella's back. Her sister's black hair managed to catch a few forming tears before they fell.  "SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUHUP!" Isabella squealed out as the fingers constantly teased up to her instep before lowering back down to her arch. Her head shook as she stared at the wall as if she was trying to see through it.  After a minute of torment, a small break was given. The two sisters fell back as they regained their breath. A smile was stuck on their faces as they wiggled their toes and shook their feet left and right. Before they could even say anything, both began laughing again. Isabella could feel the same fingers from before teasing her left arch. It scribbled relentlessly, teasing her instep as she shook her legs frantically. Meanwhile, the claws teased Sarah's right foot, slowly crawling from her heel to her toes. Her right foot shook frantically as her giggles slowly rose into hysterical laughter.  The two sisters laughed happily, holding each others' hands. They stared up at the ceiling, tears forming in their eyes as they laughed and occasionally screamed. Squeals would escape Isabella's mouth as she felt the scribbling fingers tease the ball of her foot. Sarah would scream and squeal as she felt the claws tease the tops, tips, and base of her toes, pleading with the tickler that was in the other room. "NAHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAHAP! NUHUHUHUHU! I CAHAHAHAN'T TAHAHAHAKE IHIHIHIHIT!" She screamed out while holding her sister close.  "I CAHAHAHAHAN'T EIHIHIHITHER!!!! STAHAHAHAHAHAP!" Isabella pleaded as she let go of her sister's hands and tried to reach for the wall. "CMOHOHOHOHOHON!" However, the tickling didn't stop. Both kept laughing and screaming, squirming and holding each other as their feet were tickled relentlessly.  After what felt like forever, the tickling stopped. The two of them feel back, their hair a mess from all the squirming and restrained thrashing they did. They closed their eyes. Relaxing a bit as they regained their breath. "It's so intense." Isabella said as she panted heavily.  "And you got the basics." Sarah said as she poked her sister's side, causing her to let out a squeak. "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself."  Isabella immediately blushed as she hid her face. She yelled into her hands while scrunching up her feet.  Moments later, Sarah closed her eyes and spread her toes. She felt the tickler begin to suck on her toes one by one, causing her to bite her lip happily. "God they really chose their best." She said.  "Sounds like you've been here before." Isabella said.  "Yep. And they do a great job." Sarah replied as she arched her back slightly. Isabella relaxed as her sister let herself relax and hold her sister close. "You'd love this."  Moments later, the foot worship stopped and Sarah could feel a hairbrush going up and down her left sole relentlessly. She screamed and thrashed as much as she could while under Isabella. "NAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAT THAHAHAHAT! ANYTHIHIHIHING BUT THAHAHAHAT!" She screamed out as she wiggled from side to side.  Before Isabella could say anything, she felt the set of fingers scribble away at the base of her toes. "NOHOHOHOHHO! NOT THE TOHOHOHOEHEHES!" She pleaded as she clamped her toes down on his fingers. However, it didn't stop him from vibrating his fingertips, causing the woman to scream. "GEHEHEHET OUT OF THEHEHEREHEHE!"  Suddenly, Sarah grabbed onto her sister's waist and began squeezing them. "SPREHEHEHAHAHAD YOUR TOHOHOHEHEHES!" She said through her hysterical laughter. As she did, her sister shook her head and kicked her legs, having a death grip on the tickler's fingers. "CMOHOHOHOHON! YOU KNOHOHOHOW YOU WAHAHAHANT IT!" She screamed out as she felt the brush scrub her insteps.  "NAHAHAHAHAHAHA! OKAHAHAHAHAY! OKAHAHAHAHAY!" Isabella screamed out as she forced herself to spread all of her toes. As soon as she did, she felt a finger sneak in between them and wiggle away. As soon as it made contact, the hooded woman squealed and screamed as tears ran down her face. "NAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOT BETWHEHEHEHEHEHEN! PLEHEHEHEHAHAHAHASE!" She laughed loudly.  The two of them kept laughing, with Sarah tickling her sister to keep her toes spread. The brush was destroying Sarah's sole while Isabella's toes were being teased and tortured by the fingers. By the time it switched, tears were rolling down their eyes. Their screaming and laughter were slowly going silent. However, when they switched to the other foot for the both of them, more laughter escaped their lips as they tried to kick and pull themselves away. The brushing and toe tickling caused streams of tears to roll down their eyes. Sarah's mascara ran down her cheeks as she refused to stop tickling her sister.  The two of them screamed until they went silent. They squirmed as tears ran down their faces. Their legs kicked and their bodies wiggled as they were forced to take the relentless tickling to their feet. After what felt like forever, the tickling stopped. Sarah gave a quick squeak as she felt a kiss on her soles. It was then that the platform turned on. "When you both recover, please pay at the front desk. It'll be 60 dollars." The voice said over the intercom.  "H-how was it?" Sarah asked as she hugged her sister.  "I-I'm definitely getting what you got." Isabella replied as they both pulled their feet to them. Sarah let out a tired giggle while squeezing her sister tightly. 
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