Her heart pounded as she waited to hear who was coming when put of the lush bushes was a wild dog. She knew it was a wild dog because it's fur was ruffled up and dirt stained its pelt. The animal showed no sign of hostility as a curious expression swept over the dog's face. Arianna pleased to see some other living thing on the island besides the three girls.
She stretched her arm out to reach the dog but was short about three feet. "Come here doggy doggy!" Arianna goofily said as waved her arms around. "Come on! Who's a good boy" she continued trying to wipe away her frightened face and replace it with a friendly one.
The dog began to creep forward with its head tilted as Arianna began to grow happy he was coming closer. She was hoping he would bite her ankle rope off if she could get her hands on him. The dog walked about a foot closer until she finally stretched her arms out so far she grabbed his scruffy head and flung him up into the branch. The dog stood warily ontop of the branch as it store down upon helpless Arianna whose hair began to leave her head and hang down. "Come on bite the rope buddy!" she pleaded pointing at the rope.
Anytime now she thought. Anytime now and my friends will be here to help me. But to interupt her thoughts three thin whiskers brushed along the slanted part of her cloud pale soul of her right foot which was emmobilized to move as it was security fascined to the branch. At first her foot flinch but then she realized it was just the dog whiskers.
Her heart beated as the dog began to sniff her right foot which was surprisingly clean from the water on the yacht. His whiskers continuously bristled up and down along the slanted soul of her white feet.
"Alright alright, bite the rope, bite the rope" Arianna commanded as the whiskers began to scramble up her soul. It was beginning to tickle as a tiny smile appeared on her face as her face blushed. "Alright! Come on!!" she began to grow inpatient with the dog as her smile turned into a frown. The dog stopped sniffing. It shook its fur and then bent down and stuck out a long purple tongue. The tongue scrapped against the arch of her pale foot as the rough scaley thing tickled her.
She flinched again instantly releasing a smile and jerking her body. "Don't luck my foot you idiot, get me out of here" Arianna shouted struggling to hide her smile from the ticklish feeling. Then the dog brant down and lick the slanted part this time forcing Arianna to let out a brief giggle that you could tell she was trying to keep in. She leaned up and forward trying to reach the dog on the branch but was to far! The animal licked her arch again and again twice in a row. She wiggled around helplessly upside down as her foot stretched out and open then crinkling up trying everything to stop the tickling feeling. She let out a 3 second laugh after the animal licked it twice. He then glared at the gir then back at her foot. "Stop! Let me out you stupid mutt" she said with annoyance. The dog continued to have an innocent look then licked the slant again as she giggled a little louder. She closed her eyes letting out another laugh as she couldnt hide her big smile. Her giggles became laughs the more the dog's tongue tickled her arch.
Her other leg wasn't tied as she kicked helplessly. She couldn't reach the dog but was beginning to grow tired as the laughter drained her energy away. It didn't help she was squirming pathetically. "HeheheheheheheheheheHaHaHaHaHaHa" she shook her head with her eyes closed shut and her smile letting out helpless laughs. "StoooopppIttthehehehehhehehHaHaHaHa!" Arianna was now growing weaker and her struggle to hide her true tickilishness was tortuous. She continuously shook her head, kicked her left leg in the air and shut her eyes laughing louder and louder as time went by.
The dog was now not taking breaks between licks as he innocently groomed her pale foot. Her foot was constantly crinkiling and stretching open as the tongue was scrapping against the slanted part of the soul and up and down the arch. He wasn't cleaning her toes just the middle of her foot whether it was the arch or slanted part. She writhed in agony as her classic laughter was trembling and her giggles wavered among the forest wildlife.
She was beginning to give up on trying to get out until she heard Victoria's and Ciara's voice in the distance. She strained to listen over her own constant giggles and laughter but she wasn't 100 percent sure.
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