Tickling Women of Game of Thrones

"AHAHAHAHA...nooo...I'm nahahahat a spy....staHAHAHAP...stooopp"...you plead,twisting in the unyielding grip of the rack as Ygritte's skilled
fingers probed your vulnerable spots. Tears stream from your eyes as your taut body trembles under her delicate but fiendish strokes. You shriek louder
as a gloved finger slides into your navel and swirls deviously."Ooochy coochy cooo...mmm, THAT's a good spot, isn't it? You must feel
like talking soon, hmm?",she grins wickedly. Your breath comes in hoarse gasps,ribs aching...."pleahehese, nooo...I can't tell youhoohoho what I don't
knowwww,Goddddd stoppp it..hahaHAHAHAha......."

Suddenly her tickling fingers stop as she studies you. A cruel smile forms on her luscious lips..."Fine, have it your way...".she purrs as she rises and
walks toward a small armoire in the corner,swaying her hips seductively. You suck in deep lungfuls of air,grateful for the respite but curious as to why she
stopped. Ygritte opens the armoire and removes something, hiding it in front of her as she faces away. " I haven't used these for a while"..she giggles..
"not too many spies as stubborn as you,dear" Her hunting gloves drop to the floor at her feet,then she whirls quickly to face you..hiding her hands behind
her back this time. She pads back towards you,stalking her prey.

With her hands still hidden, she mounts the rack and straddles your loins,grinding down on your bulge with a tantalizing twist of her hips. A soft moan
of pleasure springs unbidden from your lips,but the rack is too tight to allow you to rub back effectively. Ygritte laughs and remarks.."Enjoy it while you can,
spy....round 2 is about to begin..and you'll break this time, I GUARANTEE it...." A soft clicking sound begins behind her back...and your cock instinctively
twitches under her. "Oooo..you LIKE that, do you...?",she murmurs..."you won't be so happy in a minute..not when you see the surprise I have for you"

Ygritte's hands finally come out from behind her back as she displays them in front of your face. You groan in terror..."No..oh nooo..please..please ..you
wouldn't...not those...don't tickle with those...noooo" as you fight against the shackles. Your penis betrays you,stiiffening rapidly as you behold the elbow
length silk opera gloves Ygritte has donned.Each fingertip sports a perfectly manicured,pearl colored nail easily 2 inches long. She beams in expected
triumph and wiggles on your rock hard shaft,clicking the nails together to make your blood surge yet again.

"Obviously I can't use these in the field,spy....but they're just incredible for ticklish situations like the one you're in.." The predatory smile returns to her
lovely face as her nails begin to wiggle menacingly. "It's Giggle time again.... Itchy Kitchy Kitchyyyy...laugh for meee.." You begin to
babble and plead as those devastating talons inch toward your defenseless armpits..."Ygritte...nooo..don't...I don't know anything..I swear..you have to
believe me...please..not the nails.....nnghhhhhhheheheheheHEHEHE......" Sweat breaks out all over your body as you convulse in ticklish agony,unable
to even writhe away from her torturing claws.

Ygritte grins demonically as her nailed gloves wreak havoc on your underarms,then draw down your sides. "You KNOW you're done for, little spy...not
even a chance...." Her nails wiggle faster...."Here's my final offer...confess now...and you get 15 more minutes..then I decide to let you go or not..." She
pauses, then continues with an evil smirk..."Resist further, and I wont even LISTEN for an hour..then when you DO confess...I keep you as a tickle toy
until I'm tired of you..." She leans in close and whispers "Tickle Tickle Tickle........what's it gonna be...?"