“Well, I suppose it does sound like a fun game, and I’m guessing I don’t have much of a choice” Ms Jokes said. “So I’ll play the game with you girls.” But really, Danielle wanted a break from her current tickling, and the chance to have all the devilish girls as HER tickle slaves for the day was too good to be true. Oh the things she would do to them if she got the chance.
“Yay, thanks Mom!” Danielle said. “Let’s get you untied and back inside and we’ll start the game.”
Abby and Jenna untied Ms Jone’s feet while Danielle released her mother’s arms. Then they went inside to the living room and began the game.
“I want to go first!” said Jenna, confident in her abilities to resist tickling for five minutes. So Abby held Jenna’s arms above her head and Danielle sat on her knees, and Ms Jones began her tickling with the chirp of the 5 minute timer starting.
Send Jones wasted no time straddling Jenna’s midsection and squeezing her sides.
“AAAHAAAA NOOHOOOOTTTTT THEEHEHEREEHEH” she screamed
“Say the safeword and the tickling will go away!” Me Jones taunted. She then assaulted Jenna’s armpits, scratching her French manicured nails in the hollows. Jenna was bucking and squirming, but she couldn’t get away from the tickling. Without pause in her tickling of the armpits, and Jones quickly reaches behind her and squeezed Jenna’s thighs. Jenna’s butt shot up off the ground and was held down only by and Jones sitting on her waist. She couldn’t handle the kneading hands at her upper thighs.
“ELEHEHEPHANNTT ELEPHAHAHAHAAANT” Jenna screamed.
“Honorable attempt!” Ms Jones said. “You lasted 3 and a half minutes. Well, who’s next?”
“I guess I’ll go” Abby volunteered, since she noticed Danielle was especially shy to be tickled by her mom.
Jenna took control of her sister’s arms while Danielle kept her post at the knees, but she slid down to Abby’s ankles upon her mother’s request.
“Danielle would you be so kind and hold back Abbys toes for me?” Ms Jones asked
With Abby’s smooth feet and white painted toes ready for a tickling onslaught, Ms Jones began the timer and her tickling.
She began by spidering her fingers on Abby’s soles. All five fingers on each hand stretched all the way out before retracting so that her fingers were all touching. Abby was only giggling at this point, but the giggles were incessant. Even though the tickling wasn’t intense yet, and Jones was certain Abby would be screaming elephant before long.
She slowly transitioned her spidering into tapping her nails beneath Abby’s toes like there was a keyboard.
“AHAHA AAHAAAHA NOOHOOHOOO” Abby shrieked and laughed in short bursts as the nails tapped along the sensitive undersides of her toes in a seemingly random pattern.
While her right hand kept tapping, Ms Jones used the index finger on her left hand to scribble intensely along the inside of Abby’s arch. Ms Jones now has the poor girl screaming her head off so she knew it was only a matter of time before she gave.
With a minute left, Ms Jones decide sit was time to secure her second victory. She stopped her tickling momentarily, making Abby relax before suddenly attacking Abby’s soles with all ten fingers scratching wildly.
“AAAAHAAAA ELEEHEHEPHAAHAHAHNT PLEEHEHEHEASEHEHEHE” Abby screamed.
“Awh, someone has some ticklish feet” Ms Jones said, giving the wiggly pinky toes a quick tickle before the victims switched spots.
It was now Ms Jones versus her daughter. This matchup, Ms Jones was sure she would win, and Danielle was sure she would lose. But she had to at least try. Otherwise her and her friends were doomed to be slaves to her mother.
“Girls, would you hold Danielle face down please? That’s how I usually tickle her.”
Abby and Jenna reluctantly flipped Danielle over, as they knew this couldn’t be good. Jenna held her arms and Abby sat on the backs on Danielle’s knees.
“I think we’re all ready” Ms Jones announced. “Everything on the line right here”
*Beep* went the starting timer, but Ms Jones did not begin her tickling immediately. Instead she pushed Abby to her daughters ankles, but instead of tickling her daughters feet, she laid on top of Danielle’s back.
She then blew gently on Danielle’s neck and gently traced fingers along Danielle’s trapped sides.
Danielle was already a giggling, wiggling mess. Her mother was going to tease her into submission and it was going to work. As Ms Jones’s fingers around her daughters sides she made sure to scratch along the sides of her boobs on occasion. This never failed to elect a squeal from Danielle. After a few minutes had passed Ms Jones decided she was ready to complete the grand victory and dig into her daughters sides without warning.
Danielle screamed at the top of her lungs and writhed underneath her mothers weights trying to escape. But Ms Jones’s tickly nails were too much for her daughter.
“ELEPHAAHHAANT ELEOHAHAHANP” Danielle yelled. “PLEHEHEASE JUHUHUST STOOHOHOHOHOOHOP”
“Ahh, the taste of victory is sooo sweet!” Ms Jones announced. Getting off her daughter, leaving the three younger girls to process that they would be tickle slaves for at least the rest of the day.
“Well girls, it was nice playing with you, but I’m now your mistress, so we’re going to have to change a couple things around here. First order of business, lose the jean shorts. I’ll be back here in a couple minutes to begin your initiation as my slaves.
Ms Jones then left the room. The girls were too shocked or frightened or both to process what had happened. They all just say there, not removing their shorts.
After several minutes, Ms Jones returned, dressed now in a black latex suit. Only her hands and feet (which were now clad with silver toe rings on both ring toes accenting her red painted toes) had bare skin showing. The suit covered her entire body. Accenting every curve of her magnificent figure. She threw a white bikini at each girl and ordered them to change right then and there.
The slave girls stripped out of the jeans shorts and bikini tops and instead put on Ms Jones white bikinis, which were far too small for comfort. They were essentially tiny white triangles covering their boobs and crotch region. The white bikinis matched Abby and Jenna’s bold white painted toes, and Danielle’s red painted toes (like her mom) were brought out nicely by the white suits.
“Well girls, or should I say slave girls, it’s time for your day as spaces to officially begin.
1) Ms Jones ties all three girls up and tickles one girl at a time, forcing the other two to watch.
2) Ms Jones invites Abby and Jenna’s Mom and Danielle’s sister to come help her punish the slaves.
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