You smirk as you wiggle your fingers along her super soft soles, enjoying this little bit of revenge for what you figure they had in store for you. You reach into your bag with one hand, keeping the other tickling at all times, and pull out a long cord of rope you keep around for general purposes. Quickly, never letting up for a second, you bind her feet together at the ankles with one side of the rope, and decide to grab each of her arms too, tying them with the other end of the rope, hogtying her up real good and tight. With her compleatly bound you revisit her feet, dancing your fingers along her pink soles, and silky laughter getting deeper and heartier with every second. She tries in vain to roll away, or even to protect one foot with the other, but you keep her pinned and use the ends of the rope to bind her two big toes together, so she is not even allowed that small comfort.
After a little while of relentless tickling, you figure you've broken any resistence she would have, and decide to ask a question.
"Who are you? What foul magic have you been wallowing in? Where's the treasure? Tell me what you know or suffer more!"
She takes in several deep breaths, and says in a mystical and soft tone,
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