"I think the choice is obvious," stated the Mistress, "it shall be... Victoria!"
"No, please, not me, I would die!" stammered Victoria in a worried manner.
"No, you wouldn't die... but you may pass out. Don't worry, you'll be fine in the end. Now shut up and go lie down in the middle of the field."
Seeing as how neither of us had any control over our bodies, Victoria went to the middle of the field and lied down on her back, whimpering the entire way there and down.
"Good girl. Now stretch out your arms and legs!" commanded the Mistress. Victoria did just that, knowing full well what would happen next.
"Come with me girls," said the Mistress. "One of you kneel down at the feet and one of you kneel just above her head."
Marissa and I went to Victoria's body and knelt down, me at her feet and Marissa at her head. The Mistress positioned herself on top of Victoria's crotch, as if to pin her down.
"Now, Victoria, do not fight us, do not block us, do not avoid us in any way," the Mistress commanded. "You two, get ready to tickle her."
With that, our hands went to the most ticklish parts of Victoria's body that were close to our own. Her whimpering became louder and it was obvious that she didn't want to be here. Part of me sympathized for her, being stuck and controlled in such a predicament... but part of me was jealous... why was I jealous?
"GO!" the Mistress yelled.
At once, all three of us were mercilessly tickling Victoria, who squirmed at our touch and laughed very loudly. Her feet did not move from where they were, nor did her toes scrunch up, which was her instinctive reaction. Seeing this, I wriggled my fingers through those adorable, tiny toes. Her feet were no bigger than my own hands, and they were so sensitive and delicate to the touch. Marissa had her way with Victoria's armpits, breasts and neck, making Victoria squirm a lot. But as commanded by the Mistress, she did not once lower her arms to defend herself, she kept them pointing straightly outward from her shoulders. I could tell from Marissa's expression that she deeply sympathized with Victoria, despite the odd laugh that erupted as if it was her that were being tickled. The Mistress had her way with Victoria's belly and ribs, wiggling her fingers in her belly button and letting her nails dance across the soft skin of her stomach and ribs. She even counted each rib as she poked and wiggled at them, one by one.
I could feel a warmth within me build, like this started to be exciting to me. How was this exciting? This did not look pleasurable in the slightest, only torturous. Torturous... very torturous indeed... a laughable one at that. I let me Hands wriggle and dance on her feet as my thoughts were on how that feeling of jealousy came up. I asked myself why I was jealous again and really started to think about it. As I gazed upon Victoria, I wondered what it would be like to be in her situation. I wondered what it would be like to have the attention of thirty fingers having their way with you as you couldn't do a single thing about it. My thoughts raced on the possibilities and I think I hit a new level of excitement as I could feel that warmth inside me grow.
'HAAAAAAAAA-HAAA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!!!" Victoria laughed uncontrollably at this point. She was getting so red in the face and tears were starting to pour out of her eyes. She couldn't even shake them off because the Mistress didn't give her control of her own neck.
Minutes went by as we tickle tortured Victoria, but it must have seemed like painful hours for her. We still could not do anything to stop it due to the pollen spell we were all under. We just kept tickling at Victoria's soft skin. I kept glancing down at her feet, which were absolutely beautiful, tiny and delicious looking. I had a sudden urge in all this commotion to see if I could lick her feet. Slowly, my head started lowering itself towards her feet. As I got closer, I noticed a sweet smell from her right foot, one of the sweetest smells I had ever experienced from a foot. I stuck out my tongue in hopes to receive her toes into my mouth. And, at last, my tongue made contact with her scrumptious toes and my mouth seemed to take them all in perfectly. My tongue wriggled in and around her toes while my tickling hand remained on its tickling duty on the other foot. My free hand was only balancing me so I didn't fall over. Over and under, in and out, through every crevasse of her toes my tongue explored, making Victoria turn her laugh in to silent fits of laughing, wheezing and coughing. I decided to lay down on the ground so I could fit her whole mouth in my foot and let my tongue explore the whole thing, including the arch. Oh, this was a most delicious idea. Her toes were like candy to me, her arch was a sweet lollipop that needed licking. I even lifted her foot up a few times so I could lickle that beautiful heel of hers... yeah, I said 'lickle.'
The Mistress must have noticed because she called out my name. "Emily!" She glared at me, while I just stared back in innocence.
"Everyone, Stop!" commanded the Mistress.
Everyone ceased tickling Victoria... all was silent as the Mistress and I traded stares. She smiled very deviously.
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