I stared at the ceiling until I heard my bedroom door slowly open. A cloaked figure emerged and planted itself at the foot of my bed, within arms-reach of my vulnerable feet. The figure did a great job masking its figure. The only portion of the body that was revealed was the lower part of the face. In fact, I could only assume it was a female because of the fullness of the lips and what seemed to be a dark shade of lipstick. She spoke.
"Do you know who I am?"
I looked at her, puzzled.
"Not exactly, but it looks like you are a part of some sort of cult if I had to guess."
"I wouldn't call it a cult exactly. Have you ever heard of an organization called, The Shriek?"
My eyes widened upon hearing this. I had heard of The Shriek before. Nobody besides their victims had ever seen them before. It's a group that appears to target young adults, teenagers, and occasionally children. These victims have generally been described as degenerate young people in need of some sort of discipline. The Shriek apparently uses tickling to help correct bad behaviors, which kind of excites you. What could this woman possibly want with you? You rarely get yourself in any serious trouble, nothing that The Shriek would ever catch wind of. Apparently you've done something wrong if she's here. Either way, you aren't too worried. In fact, you might end up enjoying her.
"I have heard of you. Your group breaks into houses and tortures people, sound about right?" You intentionally sounded a bit snarky, in hopes of getting her upset.
"Actually, we break into the houses of whiny brats such as yourself and teach them lessons of respect and obedience. It appears that you could benefit from such a correction, yes? That is not why I am here, however. I am actually here to recruit you."
I was quite surprised by this. I was also pretty confused as to why she felt the need to tie me up and strip me if she was only going to hire me.
"Why go through all the trouble of stripping me and tying me up if you were just going to ask me to join you? I'm not saying I will join, but you have peaked my curiousity."
"Ahh but that's where you're wrong. First of all, it was no trouble at all. I have access to magics that did this to you. I can strip you, tie you up, and tickle you senseless without even lifting a finger. Secondly, I sense a strong magical connection to you. I know you love being tickled, as well as tickling others, which is why I am here. I also know that you're smart. I had a feeling that once you knew where I was from, that you would try to bait me into tickling you. I also have a feeling that you might try to deny my request in hopes that I would try to persuade you otherwise."
My heart was racing at this point. She pulled back her hood to reveal her beauty, as well as her long brunette hair.
"Rest assured, young man, no matter what you say, these long nails and luscious lips will soon be all over you, finding every little tickle spot that drives you wild. My only question for you is, where would you like me to start?"
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