“This isn’t working.” Abbey said as she stood up letting Ashley breathe. Suddenly Abbey got an idea. She went into the bathroom and came back with a soft, fluffy scrub brush. Ashley’s eyes widened as she saw this and she began to squirm. “You see I like to run a civilized interrogation and I couldn’t help but notice that you seem incredibly dirty, when’s the last time you got a bath?” Before Ashley could respond Abby began to snip off her clothes with a pair of scissors she had on a nearby table. “Let me know when your ready to talk.”
And with that Abby began to scrub Ashley’s body like there was no tomorrow. As soon as the brush made contact with her skin Ashley let out a shriek of laughter and started trying to escape the chair. “That’s right laugh it up let’s hear it.” Abbey said as she pulled down the gag. “Ahahahahahahaohohohohohohohoplehehehes! Hahahahave mehehehercyhehehe!” Ashley begged. “I’ll stop when you tell me what I want to know.” Abbey said as she brought the brush up to her captive’s breast. “Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! Please Ahahahahaha It tihihihihickles sohohoho much!” “Coochie Coochie Coo.” Abbey sand as she used one hand to tickle Ashley’s armpit and the other to move the brush to tickle the other pit.
“No Ahahahaha No I’ll talk! I’ll talk! Wahahahahahahaha I’ll do anything just make it stop!” Ashley shrieked.
Abby took her hand out of her captives pits but lightly stroked her stomach with the brush. “I’m listening.” She said. “Hehehehe it’s in the kitchen cabinet.” Ashley giggled out. Abby checked the kitchen and found the pillow.
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