You quickly duck down near the edge of the bed, knowing that the element of surprise will make your tickling that much unbearable. In a placating tone, you say," I just wanted to establish relations with your race, Wura, but you wouldn't even let me talk." You let a single finger touch the heel of the Yathi, then let it wander her foot, tickling all the way. Wura growls, but it sounds more faked than threatening. She struggles to hold back the giggles that your fingers are eliciting from her feet, giggles that would give away her secret.
You continue to tease the bound Yathi's foot, feeling her pulling back in an attempt to alleviate the sensations. "I've heard your race is very, ticklish... Wura. Maybe this will convince you to talk?" You ask, adding a second finger to the gentle tickling on Wura's sole. The silver Yathi again pulls at her restraints, then finally allows a giggle to escape her clenched teeth.
Despite the fact that she's tied up and helpless, Wura still barks," I'll never talk with you, puny human. Now I demand you stop and Ahahahahaha!" You can't help but admire Wura's resilience, but you also can't help running your fingers down Wura's soles. You scratch gently in her arches, then quickly tease the area underneath her toes, careful to avoid the sharp claws protruding from them. The ticklish Yathi lets out a stream of laughter, obviously foot ticklish. You continue to torture the bound up alien, now rotating your fingers between the sensitive spots of Wura's toes. You're actually enjoying listening to the Yathi's helpless laughter, and to extract more, you tickle the pads of Wura's toes. The poor Yathi is howling with laughter, pulling at the duct tape the Erimosi bound her with. You remember that Erin told you that ranks in the Yathi race are determined through combat and submission. "She must absolutely hate this, being so helpless." You think, your fingers making another journey down to Wura's arches.
After a few more minutes of foot tickling, Wura manages to say through her laughter, " PLEASESTOPHAHAHAHAMERCY!" "Maybe she's ready to talk?" You think to yourself, aiming the same question at a still laughing Wura. The Yathi doesn't respond, but it's clear it won't take much more to convince her to talk. You're about to start tickling another body when...
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