This choice: She gets what she deserves • Go Back...Chapter #6She gets what she deserves by: Whade  Jessie's laughter began to subside, and she looked at them both, her eyes still shining with tears, but a new hope and determination growing in her heart. Surely James and Meowth could not be far away and would be coming to rescue her? That was the thought that kept her together and saved her from losing his sanity. But she had no idea if she could take the tickling from this crazy mom and her son much longer. Her body was shaking and her mind was on the verge of collapse.
"All right," she said, her voice hoarse from laughing and screaming all day. "I get it. I'll try... I'll be good... just stop tickling me for a second, okay?" Delia and Ash exchanged a knowing glance before ceasing their tickling. Jessie's body relaxed, her breath coming in huffs and wheezes. She closed her eyes, trying to catch a break. After a moment, she opened them again, catching Delia's gaze. "So...you're really not going to let me go? You're going to keep me here?"
Delia smiled sympathetically. "I'm sorry, Jessie, but we can't. You see, we don't know if you won't try something as soon as we let you, so keeping you like this is probably for the best. But don't worry, your lesson is over for today. You've learned what it's like to be tickle punished for your sins and I hope you'll remember it." Jessie let out a sigh of relief, thinking that at least the tickle torture was over. But Delia wasn't done yet. "So, that only leaves the question of...how DARE you tickle my precious feet earlier?" she asked with a wicked smirk. "I still have to pay you back for that."
Ash looked at her mom's feet and grinned. "Well, they are just so cute and ticklish, how could she resist?" Delia chuckled, nodding in agreement. "Yes, they are rather irresistible, aren't they? But we can't let you get away with doing that so lightly. I think...a good, long tickle session should be in order." She looked at Jessie's scared face meaningfully and pulled out her pair of toothbrushes. "Two hours...like I promised you earlier. And if you cry about it, we'll have to start all from top to bottom over again." Jessie tried to protest but Delia shoved a piece of cloth in her mouth. She waved a hand at Ash dismissively. "You can go now. I've got things in hand here."
Reluctantly, Ash obeyed and ran off. As Ash left, Jessie looked at Delia in horror. She couldn't believe that this was really happening to her again. She tried to struggle against the bindings, with what little strength she still had in her, but they only held her tighter. Delia smiled sadly and shook her head. "I'm sorry, Jessie. I wish things could be different. But I can't let you go until you've learned your lesson." With that, her slender fingers began to tickle Jessie's sides, her ribs, her stomach. She positioned herself behind Jessie, finding the worst spots around her ears and on her neck. Jessie let out a muffled yelp, her body jerking as Delia's poking and prodding made her body jump. Delia continued her assault on Jessie's ticklish spots, digging into her armpits and the sides of her ribcage. Her tickling fingers found the soft, ticklish flesh under Jessie's arms, sending shivers through her body.
It didn't take long for Delia to grow bored of this and just tickling Jessie from the back. She moved around to the front, starting her work with feather's around Jessie's breasts and working her way down to her belly. Jessie let out a muffled scream, trying to squirm away from Delia's relentless fingers. "You know," Delia said conversationally, "I've always found this to be such a ticklish spot on me." she mused as she stroked the ticklish underside of her breasts, making her shudder and writhe. "And this one too..." Delia moved lower, tickling Jessie's knees. "Oh, and this one," she breathed, pinching the sensitive skin on Jessie's thighs. "So ticklish!"
Jessie squirmed and writhed, trying desperately to escape. She let out muffled screams into the gag, but it only made her sound more pathetic to Delia. "You're such a ticklish one," Delia teased, moving her fingers lower. She began tickling between Jessie's inner thighs, causing her hips to buck wildly. "And here...oh, this is just too much!" Delia exclaimed, poking and pinching her belly. "You should see how red your face gets when I do this!"
She decided it was time for her favorite spot, and took a seat right next to Jessie's feet. She tested the toothbrush on her own skin, and gladly found that it was just as awful as she had remembered it. Jessie thrashed and struggled against the bindings the best she could, but it was no use. It couldn't stop Delia as she started to caress her soles, her fingers softly gliding around her arches.
Delia began tickling Jessie's feet starting with her toes, tickling them one by one, then working her way down the balls of her feet and then arch. Jessie was screaming and wailing now, tears streaming down her face. Delia was now holding one of the toothbrushes and gently running it over her soles. Jessie was crying tears of true fear from the desperation as she was reliving her worst memory: her sister taunting her as she tickled her the same way. "Remember this?" Delia whispered, her voice cold and cruel. "How much I begged you to stop tickling me? How you had promised you'd never do anything like that again?"
Jessie tried shaking her head and would promise her anything, but the gag was in her mouth. She looked at Delia pleading with her eyes for her to stop, but Delia only smiled wickedly and continued her attack. "Well, it seems like you didn't learn your lesson yet, did you?" she asked, her voice laced with disappointment. "You're still...here, after all." She tickled Jessie's heels, making her kick her legs wildly. "A little more time to reflect on what you did is good for you."
Jessie felt like she was going to pass out from the tickling. She had never felt so helpless. She wanted to fight back, to escape, she wanted to jump out of her own skin and leave her arms and legs behind, but she was helpless. The restraints were too strong (oh, how she regretted picking them herself...) and Delia seemed determined to make her suffer. "Pwwwfh," she whimpered through the gag, "pwwfhf shhfp." But Delia only laughed at her pathetic pleas, the brushes in her hands moving faster, tickling her harder. "Oh god, this sucks so much," Jessie thought as her ticklish feet were being brutalized, causing her mind to completely surrender. Her world, body and mind and senses all, was controlled and dominated by Delia.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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