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TICKLE TOWERS
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(part 3)
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Malachi walked slowly, menacingly to
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where Bethany lay. He glanced admiringly
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at her bikini-clad form, softly
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caressing her stomach, causing Bethany
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to titter softly, despite the fact that
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the very sight of this man frightened
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her.
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Malachi was a muscular man of 6'5", with
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dark, piercing eyes, gleaming white
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teeth, and cocoa-colored skin. His
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short dreadlocks seemed to dance as he
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spoke. "Ticklish there, hmm?" Bethany
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was entranced by his british accent.
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"Good. You look like a good victim." He
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continued. "It is my hope that you will
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not only learn a lesson, but that you
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will love it!"
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Bethany cleared her throat. "I hate to
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be tickled -- I've always hated it. I
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don't mean to be disrespectful, but I
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think it is a waste of both our time to
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go on with this nonsense." She feared
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Malachi would become enraged, yet he
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seemed somewhat amused. "Oh? And why is
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that?
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" he queried.
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"Because," she replied with confidence,
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"tickling is such a childish game!
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Really, it isn't something for mature
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adults, especially to be so consumed
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with it like these people are -- such as
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yourself."
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Malachi stared at her. He liked her
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spunk, and told her so. She smiled to
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herself. You've got him eating out of
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your hands, baby, she thought silently.
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Malachi called for Suki. He asked about
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Jason. "He's ok, just a little weak."
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she replied. "Good. I'll need your
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assistance with this one. She will get
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it worse than he did."
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Bethany's eyes widened. "I thought you
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liked my spunk!" she wailed. "Oh, I do!"
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he chuckled. "I always spare no torture
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for those I really like! Suki, better
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get Beverly and Cinnamon to assist."
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Suki left the room and Malachi untied
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Bethany. "Now, let's make this as easy
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on yourself as possible, Miss
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Chamberlain. Don't get any funny ideas
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about trying to run away, or struggling
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when I carry you." He carried her in
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his arms effortlessly, his rippling
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biceps glistening with perspiration.
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Suki returned with two beautiful young
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women, a blonde and a brunette, each
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with long fingernails, thought Bethany
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ruefully. "Beverly, Jasmine, where is
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Cinnamon?" bellowed Malachi.
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"Here I am," purred a gorgeous redhead,
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baring the longest nails Bethany had
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ever seen on a person. She knew these
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women were going to tickle-torture her
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beyond her worst imagination! "I thought
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you might be fatigued, Malachi, and
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would prefer to instruct us as to what
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you want. Ashleigh has told me all about
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her cousin, and I would love a crack at
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her."
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Malachi smiled slyly. "Yes. I am a bit
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tired. The four of you may begin ,
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according to my instructions, and I'll
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jump in when I feel stronger."
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Bethany was restrained on the wall,
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where Jason had been tortured minutes
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earlier. The four women walked up to
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her, and Bethany pleaded, "No, please!"
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"Never learn, do ya, sweetie?" Cinnamon
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said rhetorically.
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They proceeded as ordered by Malachi.
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Beverly stood on a step ladder near
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Bethany's right side. She bared her long
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nails and started lightly scraping them
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under Bethany's right armpit. Bethany
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was extremely ticklish there, and burst
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into a fit of giggles. "Stop! Please!"
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she gasped, but Beverly was only
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beginning. She tickled Bethany all over
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the right side of her body, except for
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the leg and foot. Bethany shook all
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over. Her giggles were now hysterical
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laughter. "Oh god, please, " she cried.
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Beverly tickled Bethany's right side
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with the nails of her right hand. With
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her left she slowly, tortuously
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tormented Bethany's right hip, which
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drove her wild with laughter. Bethany
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couldn't stop laughing, and tears
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fell down her face.
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Jasmine stood on a stepladder on
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Bethany's left. She bared her long nails
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and started scraping them along Bethany's
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left armpit, neck, ribs and hip, causing
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Bethany to thrash her head from side to
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side. This was too much for her to take!
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Being tickled by two people was beyond
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what she thought she could bear! But
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there was more.
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Suki placed her hands on Bethany's knees
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and said, "Beg me to tickle your knees,
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Beth." Bethany couldn't stop laughing,
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so Suki shouted, "Disobeying an order?
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My, you are dense! Ashleigh tells me
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that the knees are one of your torture
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zones. I give you one last chance. Beg
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me to tickle your knees, Bethany!"
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"Never!" Bethany yelled defiantly.
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Suki swiftly ran her fingers under
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Bethany's knees, thighs and calves,
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causing Bethany to shriek loudly. She
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begged for mercy, but Malachi ordered
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more hellacious tickling. The three
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women were ruthless in their torture,
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scraping their nails over every inch of
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Bethany's ticklish body. Even though
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45 minutes of the infernal tickling had
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passed, it was to continue. Cinnamon was
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anxious for her turn. She told the other
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three to cease their tickling. She then
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looked lovingly at Bethany's vulnerable
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tummy, exposed for anyone to tickle at
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will. Cinnamon took her index finger and
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scraped her nail across Bethany's
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stomach, "writing," "Bethany is a bad
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girl." ten times. Cinnamon then tickled
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the small of Bethany's back, a spot
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Bethany didn't even realize was ticklish
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causing her to shriek again. More tears
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flowed, and Cinnamon laughed, saying,
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"I guess you're really touched, huh?
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Here, have some more!"
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Cinnamon increased the torture, by
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scraping all ten nails all over Bethany,
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in lightning-fast motion, then
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instructed the other three to continue
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where they left off! Bethany was hoarse
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from the laughing/crying. She had been
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tickled non-stop for 75 minutes, and
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her lungs ached from the laughter.
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While Cinnamon tickled her tummy/ribs,
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Jasmine tickled Bethany's left underarm
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and hip, Beverly tickled Bethany's right
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underarm and hip, and Suki tickled her
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knees, thighs and calves. Another 15
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minutes passed, and Bethany couldn't
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utter a sound now. Malachi decided to
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make his move.
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He knelt at Bethany's feet and started
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tickling her feet. While he did this he
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sucked her toes, taking them in his
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mouth and swirling his tongue around
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her toes. Bethany tried to scream, but
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her laughter came out in whimpers. The
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combined torture of five people was too
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much for Bethany to take. She passed out
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after the 127 minute of ticklish torture
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"Over two hours," Malachi said in
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admiration. "She is one of us now!"
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cooed Suki. Malachi smiled. "Not quite.
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If she passes the final test -- she is
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one of us. Take her and prepare her for
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tomorrow." He smiled deviously.
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What would happen to Bethany tomorrow?
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Tune in for the next installment of
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TICKLE TOWERS!
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