Tracia moved down the corridor, her eyes darting back and forth to see if any Elven guards were approaching. She was so preoccupied with watching out for guards that she didn't see where her foot was going and she stood down on a particular part of the floor that moved. Suddenly, two mettalic rings came loose from the wall and sprung at Tracia's wrists, trapping them and forcing Tracia to hold her hands above her head. While she struggled, the second part of the trap was sprung as two feathers came out from hidden compartments in the wall and floated right in front of Tracia's body, some sort of magic empowering them to strike at her.
Tracia gasped in horror when she saw what was in front of her "NO! NOT THAT! NOT THAT!!!" She screamed to no avail. The feathers darted to her neck and started to go into her tunic, tickling her neck and shoulders as they went. Tracia squealed with laughter and began to thrash uncontrolably as the feathers wriggled downwards. Tracia believed that her armpits were now in deep peril but was incredibly wrong. The feathers were instead heading to her breasts. When Tracia realised this, she screamed in horror and struggled even harder but it was for nothing.
The tips of the feathers soon centred on Tracia's nipples and she screamed in ticklish agony as they rubbed from side to side over her breasts. It would be along time before she was released and in the meantime, Tracia's breasts were tormented by the feathers, sending wave after wave of ticklish sensations through her body as the feathers slowly rotated on her nipples.
You have advised Tracia unwisely, go back and try again.
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