“I think we should go to the brig next,” Avallala declares. Seeing the concerned look on your face, she adds, “Human, you should know that I am not intending to put you in there or anything like that. It’s just most Erimosi consider the brig one of the most important parts of the ship, and I want you to see what one is like so that you are not shocked if you ever go on another Erimosi ship. It is also a good introduction to some of the technology you will see at the tickle slave auction. As you may have suspected, given our fascination with tickling, the Erimosi have developed several technologies to assist in or perform tickling, and these are commonplace on Erimosi planets. We have some of them in our brig, and I would like to show you how these devices work so that you have a better idea of what is happening at the tickle slave auction.”
“How exactly do you plan on demonstrating these?” you ask, wondering if this is really a trap just to tickle you.
“Well, I’m not going to have them all tested on you,” Avallala responded with a smirk. “Or probably even most of them. I’m going to be testing some of them myself, and I’ll have Izlef, our brig chief and interrogator, test the ones that I find fun on you. Of course, if Izlef happens to have someone down there already, she might just test all of them on her subject, and none of them on us. I know my belly would prefer that for sure; that’s my most ticklish spot. Speaking of which, I really should ask: What is your most ticklish spot? It’s practically a requirement to step on an Erimosi planet, so you’ll have to say it anyways eventually. I won’t have it tortured, I promise. I’d like you to enjoy this visit.”
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