Tickling on the Road

by

Kutyo



- CHAPTER ELEVEN -
The Arcadias Cum Clean

"Noooo! Hah hah hahahahaha--ha ha ha ha ha!" Beth screamed. "St-st-st
stop! P-p-p-pleeehee hee hee heeeeeeeeee! Ha ha ha ha ha hah hah, hah ha
ha haaaaaa! Eeeeeeee! Oh-G-G-G-God! St-st-st-st-stop! C-c-c-cruel! Hah hah
hah ha ha ha ha ha ha! T-t-torture! Hah hah hah hah haaaa!"

Becky ate a peanut butter sandwich while Beth paid Danni for the
misfortune of landing on Boardwalk. Danni had a couple of hotels on the
most expensive square on the Monopoly board, and had decreed that Beth had
to pay with an hour of rib tickling. Now, fifty-five minutes later, Beth
convulsed against her bonds, arms and legs rigid with spasming muscles,
tummy bucking, and titties bouncing. Her face was redder than any tomato,
and her cheeks and temples were damp with tears. She had long since
knocked the Chance cards off her pussy, and they lay between her legs,
soggy in a pool of pee.

Tammi, a freckle-faced redhead and also Danni's twin sister, was tied to
the deck Beth was--with her legs straight and spread and her wrists behind
her head. She lay the opposite direction Beth did, with her feet by Beth's
head and Beth's feet by her head. Danni and Becky had tied them for a game
of Ticklish Monopoly, which now had been going on for over three and a
half hours. Not surprisingly, Danni and Becky were winning, and owned most
of the property on the board.

Tammi watched Beth's tickle torture, insane with arousal. Every few
minutes she begged Becky to rub her off, but Becky only smiled and her.
Her own face was flushed with a pussy that had been denied orgasm for much
too long. Both bondage girls had been tickled and teased almost to the
point of no return, but they hadn't let them cum. According to Dnani, Beth
had been played with for almost two days now, and had not been allowed to
have an orgasm. As a result, the chestnut-haired girl was wild with
unsatisfied needs and terribly sensitive to any touch. Tammi wasn't far
behind, having been denied orgasm for almost as long.

"There we are!" Danni said, lifting her fingernails from Beth's
defenseless ribcage. She sat back on her heels and flexed her fingers.
"God, I love this game! It's so much better than regular old Monopoly. And
just think Beth, you've still got half an hour of tootsie tickling to go,
for knocking the cards off your pussy, twice."

"And you, too, Tammi," Becky said to her bound cousin. "Fifteen minutes,
for knocking them off once."

Tammi groaned and rolled her head. She was almost delirious with
unfulfilled sexual stimulation. "P-please, just let me cum...just a little
rub, right on my clitty...you don't know what it's like to not cum for so
long...please! Please? Pretty, pretty pleeeze?"

"Whine, whine, whine! All you do is whine," Danni said. "That's another
half hour of tickling for being a whiner. Trying to ruin a perfectly good
game." She looked at Becky's sandwich. "Got another one of those? I'm
hungry after tickling for an hour."

"Yah, c'mon." They went inside, leaving Beth and Tammi alone on the deck.

It was a few minutes before Beth said anything. She'd been tickled to the
edge of her sanity--again--and all she could do was pant and wheeze.
Perspiration dribbled down her face and neck, and beaded between her perky
boobs and on her full thighs. The half of the Monopoly board that Danni
ahd drawn on her chest and tummy oozed down her ribs, tattered by her
sweat. Her wavy brown hair was splayed and tangled around her face, and
her dark eyes were glassy and bloodshot. Her small and perky tits stood on
her chest with pink erect nipples.

"You're a mess," Tammi said. "She really tickled the hell outa you."

"No...shit..." Beth muttered when her breath finally returned. "Goddammit..."

In the two days she had known her, Tammi had never heard Beth swear with
such bitterness. Having been put through many such torture scenes herself,
Tammi softened. "You okay?"

Beth shook her head. "I want to kill myself."

"It's good you're tied up, then."

Despite herself, Beth almost laughed. She raised her head and looked down
her naked, ink-stained body at Tammi. Tammi wasn't in any better shape
than she was, having been tortured through this crazy game. Monopoly was a
long enough game, but adding tickling to it made it last an eternity. "I
want to kill you, too."

"Me? Why?!"

"'Cause they're YOUR relatives. And because you helped them torture me
earlier."

Tammi put on her best pout. "Listen, Beth, I'm in the same position you
are." She laid her head back and bucked her hips again. "And I've gotta
cum! I'm gonna go fucking insane if I don't! My clitty feels like it's
gonna explode!"

Beth watched Tammi's pink pussy bob up and down, its dripping lips
glistening in the afternoon sun. She shut her eyes and wriggling her own
hips. Her own clit had been driven to the razor edge of orgasm by Danni's
tickling, and stood, its tiny head poking out of its protective sheath,
throbbing. Hot, boiling blood filled the little bud, and regardless of its
size, it filled Beth's consciousness with the absolute need to cum.

Opening her eyes, she watched Tammi again, as the muscular girl applied
all her strength to the Nylon ropes holding her to the deck. Sexual
desperation, and the fear of more tickling, added frenzy to her escape
attempt, and the deck creaked under them. The steel bolts that protruded
from the deck, to which the ropes were tied, didn't give.

Then, through the haze of her ongoing arousal, Beth saw her freedom.

Tammi arched her back and thrashed again against the ropes. Hours of
tickling had robbed her of most of her energy, but she had to get free. If
she could get free while her sister and cousin were still in the house--

Suddenly a fingernail grazed the instep of her foot, and she squealed. "B
Beth, no! Stop it! Don't tickle me, please!"

"Shut up, Tammi. I'm not tickling, I'm trying to get free! Hold still!"

Tammi looked down at her feet. With her legs spread, one of her feet was
tied next to Beth's head. Her companion in bondage had wriggled over to
her foot as far as she could, and was picking at the knot around her ankle
with her fingernails. "Yes! Yes, Beth! Do it! Get us outa here!" She
squrimed over to Beth's ankles and started on its knot.


Danni and Becky sat at the kitchen table, sharing peanut butter sandwiches
and a bottle of chardonnay. "I really appreciate you inviting me and Tammi
up to your place like this, Becky. I'm just having loads of fun!"

"I don't think Tammi is, though. Or your little hitchhiker friend."

"Well, you know how Tammi is. She's always been difficult. Even when we
were kids, remeber? It was always, 'Danni, stop it! Danni, I'm gonna tell
Mom! Danni, leave me alone!' She's never liked being tickled or anything,
but, what do you do?"

Becky shrugged and grinned. "You tickle anyway!"

They laughed and Danni poured them both some more wine. "Guess we oughta
get back to the game soon."

Becky nodded. "In a few minutes. You and I haven't had a chance to talk
since last Christmas. Did you ever find that little jade elephant thing
you were looking for? I remember you said you were going to go into
Berkeley to try to find it..."


Beth giggled every time Tammi's fingers touched her foot, but tried to
concentrate on what she was doing. She'd managed to get the knot holding
Tammi's foot almost undone. It was a double square knot, a real bith to
get loose with both hands, let alone one-handed.

"I've got it, Beth!" Tammi said, and for the first time in hours, Beth's
foot was free.

Beth stretched her toes and rotating her foot around. Her ankle popped.
"All right, hang on a sec--almost got it--" And Tammi's foot was free as
well.

"Now what?" Tammi asked, raising her leg up and crunching the knee against
her chest to stretch her hamstrings. "This isn't really gonna help us."

"Sure it will! Gimme your foot back." Beth leaned her head as far to one
side as it would go, revealing her wrists, bound to the bolt beneath them.
"I can't quite reach this loop, here. If you can pull on that, I think I
can undo the rest of it. Come on!"

Tammi reached for the knot with her ped and managed to squirrel her little
toe into the loop. She tugged on it and the loop widened. Another few
tugs, and the rope came free. With that undone, Beth picked at the rest of
the knot, which unraveled quickly.

Beth sat up and undid her other ankle, and stood up, her pale body naked
in the sunshine. She stretched and twisted, limbering up, then went to the
back door and peeked inside. "I can see them. They're in the kitchen, at
the table. Looks like they're talking." She went back to Tammi, and looked
down.

"C'mon, Beth, let me up! We have to get away!"

Beth grinned. The temptation was almost irresistable. She could start
tickling now, and would probably have a couple of seconds before Tammi's
laughter drew Danni and Becky back outside. They might even let her tickle
her for a while, like they did this morning.

But they would eventually tie her up again. More tickling, more insane
tickle torture. Beth shivered at the thought, then knelt and untied
Tammi's wrists.

Tammi Arcadia sat up, loosed her ankle, and stood up. She was taller than
Beth, strong and solid from her regular aerobics and dance classes. Beth
suddenly realized that if she wanted to, Tammi could take her. She backed
away, ready to run.

But Tammi peered through the screen door, then looked back at her. "Wanna
get even?" she asked, her green eyes on fire with vengeance.

Beth nodded emphatically.


After another glass of wine, Danni stood up. "Wanna get back to it?"

Becky put the bottle back in the refrigerator and followed her through the
living room to the back door. "You've bought up most of the board, Danni.
I don't think the game'll last much longer."

"Hopefully long enough for Tammi to land on my property again! I've just
gotta tickle that cute belly button of hers one more time! She SCREAMS
whenever I do. Just one finger is all it takes to make her beg--"

Danni opened the screen door for her cousin, and they went out onto the
deck, where they saw only the Monopoly money and cards, and four discarded
coils of rope. "Shit! Where are they?"

Becky frowned and picked up one of the ropes. "I don't get it. I tied
Tammi really tight. She couldn't've gotten away."

"Goddammit. I don't believe this. This is the SECOND time Beth's gotten
away from me. Beth! Bethie, where are you?"

"Like she's gonna to answer you, Danni."

"Shut up. She likes me, she said so. Beth! C'mon out, girl!" Danni scanned
the deck and the gazebo beyond, but there was no sign of Beth Cordova
anywhere in the back yard, and the fence was too high for a naked girl to
climb over without getting splinters in places no one liked to get
splinters. "Dammit, I bet she's trying for the van again!"

"You go check," Becky said. I'll look out here. The front door's locked,
so they couldn't've gotten back into the house."

Danni went back into the house.

Becky Arcadia walked to the edge of the deck and looked out over her back
yard. The grass was a little too long, but not long enough to hide anyone.
She looked down the side of the house, but there weren't any nude girls
hiding among the dusty concrete blocks and rusted car parts left by her
ex-husband.

"Tammi? Where are you?  Beth? Come on, girls, we'll stop it if you come
out. We won't tickle you anymore." She went back to the edge of the deck
and went down the steps onto the lawn. A rustle, bare skin on dry grass.

Becky whirled as Tammi swarmed out from under the deck. Caught off
balance, Becky went down under her cousin, who quickly snared one of her
wrists. Tammi leaned on that wrist, pinning it up over her head.

Becky kicked and squirmed, but Tammi was stronger, and she was driven by
the pent-up anger and sexual thrill of being tickled for hours on end. As
one hand held her wrist, she planted her knees on Becky's midsection.
"Okay, Cousin, now whatta you gonna do? Hum?"

"Got off me, Tammi! Come on! What're you doing?"

Tammi captured her free wrist and pinned it as well. "What am I doing?
What, I've gotta spell it out for you? All right--a sister and a cousin
tickle another sister and another girl til they go insane and pee all over
the place. Said sister and cousin do not, repeat, DO NOT, stop when the
other sister and the other girl beg for mercy. Said other sister and other
girl are tortured to within inches of their lives. Clear enough? Now it's
payback time! Hee hee! Paybacks, paybacks!"

Becky's blue eyes rounded in sudden horror. She was immobilized by Tammi,
pressed firmly into the ground, arms straight up over her head, leaving
her ribs and belly defenseless. "Listen, Tammi...l-listen, it doesn't have
to be like this. I apologize! I shouldn't've gone along with Danni! It was
all her idea, honest!"

Tammi shook her head, leaned on her wrists with one hand and used the
other to pull Becky's top up until her tummy was exposed. Then she lightly
scratched her nails along the gentle curve of the trembling belly, just
below the navel.

Becky wriggled. "L-listen, Tammi! P-please! It wasn't m-m-my idea! Oh, d
don't! Th-that tickles! Hee hee hee! Danni made me d-do it! Hah ha ha ha
ha ha ha ha!"

Tammi drew intricate pictures on Becky's belly, spirals and circles and
right triangles she barely remembered from college Geometry. For the first
time in a long time, it wasn't Tammi's own laughter that rose into the
air.


A few seconds earlier, Danni Arcadia opened the front door of the house
and looked out at the van. She held the keys in her hand, and carefully
peered out. She wasn't worried about Beth, but Tammi was strong in her own
right, while Danni was sure she could take her in a tickle fight, she
didn't want to take any chances. But the front yard was empty.

She went out onto the porch, closed the door behind her, and stood for a
minute. Bushes lined the front of Becky's house, but they were too thick
for anyone of Danni's size to hide in. "Beth? Hey, Beth, just come out
from wherever you are, 'kay? Ollie Ollie oxen free! C'mon, Beth!"

Nothing but the sound of a breeze rustling the bushes and the leaveless
trees at the side of the road. Well, Danni thought, if I can jimmy a lock.
Maybe Beth can, too. She started down the brick walk to the van.

She was about halfway to the curb when something hit her hard in the small
of her back. Her sneakers skidded on the damp brick and she fell onto the
wet grass. And before she could do anything else, fingers out of nowhere
came down on her ribs and started tickling.

"Noo! Tammi, what the fuck are you doing?! Hee hee ha ha! St-stop it!
Stop!" The fingertips moved fast, skittering up and down her sides. She
tried to twist her arms around to get at them, but she couldn't find them.
They darted all over her ribcage, teasing her ribs through her top.

"It's not Tammi! It's your little Bethie-wethie, and I'm mad as hell!
Koochie, koochie, coo!" Beth put all her weight on Danni's shoulder
blades, burying her face and chest in the ground, and pinched and diddled
her way along the redhead's ribs, poking between them and rubbing them as
hard and fast as she could. It only took a few seconds for Danni to
explode in ferocious laughter and to buck helpleslly beneath her.
Steadying her knees on her shoulders, Beth proceeded to tickle.

"No! B-B-Beth, st-st-st-stop! Ha hah hah hah hah ha haaaa! N-not the ribs!"

"Why not the ribs, Danni-wanni? You tortured my ribs enough! Tickle,
tickle!" Beth hooked her fingers like claws and used her nail like talons,
raking them up and down along both sides of the helpless ribcage under
her, and found that the longer she tickled, the more helpless Danni
became, until all her strength was drained by laughing. Her struggles were
desperate but undirected, and a girl who should have been able to shrug
off an attack by a girl as small as Beth was defenseless.

Beth tickled for more than ten minutes and found Danni just as ticklish as
Tammi. She bucked and trashed, feet kicking, arms flailing, until the
sheer force of her struggles threatened to knock Beth off her. Just when
Beth was starting to wonder whether she really could hold Danni like this,
Tammi appeared in the front door with Becky, her arm tight behind her
back, with Tammi's hand on her wrist. "How you doing, Beth?" Tammi called.

"Couldn't be better!" Beth replied, beaming. "But I think I'm going to
need some help in a minute."

"No sweat. Just hang on a sec." Tammi herded Becky back into the house,
grabbed the handcuffs off the kitchen table, and took her over to the
refrigerator. "Hold still, Cousin," she instructed, and Becky whimpered
when she cuffed her to the handle on the fridge. "There, now I'm gonna go
help Beth with my mean old sister, and then we'll be back for you, 'kay?"

Becky almost gave her the finger, but didn't. They WERE cousins, after all.

Tammi threw on a tank top and a pair of jeans and went outside. She
grabbed Danni's arms and held them while Beth took her legs, and they
carried the exhausted girl inside. As they went, Beth glanced back at the
van. "I've got the perfect idea for revenge! Is there a car wash anywhere
in town?"

Tammi looked puzzled for a second, then broke out in the biggest, most
beautiful smile Beth had ever seen. It made her clit twitch anew, and
reminded her of her need. "Yah, there is! If you're thinking what I'm
thinking, then--"

Beth nodded. "If we keep helping each other, we can do it."

"Hey, I've been tickled almost as much as you! You've got my cooperation,"
Tammi said.

Beth suppressed a snort of derision. Tammi had NOT been tickled as much as
she had, but she let it go. The plan was still forming in her mind, and
there was a place in it for Tammi...

But once Danni was likewise cuffed to the fridge, Beth looked up at Tammi
with undiluted lust in her eyes. Her hand couldn't help but stray down her
own tummy to her distended clit, which throbbed moist and hard in her
pussy. "T-Tammi..."

Tammi said nothing. She was consumed by the same driving desire. She took
Beth in her arms and kissed her long and hard and deep, her lips pressing
down on hers with frantic urgency while her tongue lashed against her wet
and warm mucous membranes. Beth rose up on her tiptoes and returned the
kiss with all the imprisoned energy of her sexuality, and her tongue slid
back and forth along Tammi's with unrestrained love. Their breathing
rasped through their nostrils, blowing wavering ripples of heat across
each other's cheeks.

The handcuffs clanked as Danni and Becky pulled on them. Danni swore under
her breath, and didn't spare a glance at the freed girls as they stumbled
together in each other's arms, into the living room, Tammi leaving a trail
of clothes behind as they went. Becky watched them go with desire and
jealousy in her eyes.

Without a word, because that would mean unsealing their lips, Tammi and
Beth went to the floor. Tammi rolled over on top and pressed her naked
body against Beth's. Her full bosom enveloped Beth's petite cones and her
engorged nipples rubbed against her own, igniting lightning sparks that
traveled from her breasts down to her aching pussy. The electric
sensations coalesced in her clit and made it feel jump around with a mind
of its own.

Tammi's hands closed on either side of Beth's face, brushing the waves of
her hair back and clasping her plump cheeks. Low, moaning croons of joy
escaped Tammi's lips, the sensual sounds of which almost drove Beth to
orgasm with their warm animal timbre. Her own hands traveled down Tammi's
smooth back to clutch her wriggling buns. She massaged the orbs, and it
wasn't long before her fingers delved deep into the secretive crevice
between them. Her fingertips ran along the tender skin at the bottom of
the crack until they found her asshole.

The orifice crinkled and tightened as her first touch, then relaxed. Beth
heistated for half a moment. She had never touched another woman's anus
-or anyone's anus, for that matter--but the lust that roiled in her body
fed on all the new sensations, new touches, that she could find. She felt
possessed, except that she was possessed by a new part of her own being.

As Tammi's anus relaxed, Beth ran her index fingertips over it, exploring
its wrinkled flesh. Each touch made Tammi coo and press herself harder
against her. Their boobs and bellies ground together, and the soft fat
pads on their crotches flattened tight against each other. Tammi's pubic
hair felt strange and wonderful against her own shaved pubis, and it
wasn't long before the folds of skin surrounding Tammi's clit touched
Beth's.

Beth almost screamed with delight into Tammi's mouth as their clits
touched briefly. They ground faster, their hips accelerating together, and
Beth felt her mind overwhelmed by deep, instinctive urges welling up from
her moist womanhood. Driven by those undeniable urges, she dug her
fingers, both forefingers, deep into Tammi's asshole.

The tight backdoor tunnel opened, parting for her fingers and they went
far inside Tammi's rectum, and finally the redhead's lips popped off her
own and her head went back with a giggly exlcamation of ecstasy. "Ahhh!
Hee hee-ahhhhhhhh! Hhhhhhooo hhhhhhhh! Yes! Yes, Beth! YES!"

The last thinking part of Beth's mind was amazing, before it went under in
the deluge of frothy sexual bliss, that Tammi's anus could accomodate two
of her fingers. But, encouraged by her thrilling words, she pushed her
fingers in up to the knuckles, burying them in the spasming tube of her
bottom. Tammi raised herself up on her hands, arching her back so her
boobs dangled from her chest, and smashed her pussy down on Beth's until
their pubic bones banged together. Orgasm, so long and denied, flashed
through Tammi's sweaty body, delivered by Beth's fingers in her butt and
the smoothness of Beth's skin on the tip of her clit. Her eyes clenched
shut and her mouth opened with a tight, inarticulate moan.

Beth answered her pelvic pressure with her own, arching her back until her
butt almost came up off the carpet. Desperate to cum, she jerked
frenetically under Tammi, pitching her burning clit repeatedly against the
moist membranes of Tammi's pussy, thrusting the tiny bud back and forth
against the trembling membranes of the cumming cunt above it. Her hips
found the groove between Tammi's swollen lips and pushed her clit into it,
but the lips parted and robbed her of the friction her needed to cum.

She screamed in frustration, and her hands clamped so tightly around
Tammi's buttocks that Arcadia flesh oozed up between her white-knuckled
fingers. She thrashed under her, helpless to cum.

Tammi looked down, face glowing with a long-needed orgasm, and knew
exactly what Beth needed. She got onto her hands and knees. Beth pulled
her fingers out of her butt, brown eyes filled with horror and anger that
she hadn't cum and Tammi was abandoning her. She cried out, a wordless,
whimpering cry for love.

Tammi smiled and whirled around into a sixty-nine and plopped down on top
of her again. Beth cried out again, this time in peerless pleasure, at the
return of Tammi's hot flesh against her own. Tammi's big boobies planted
themselves on her lower tummy, and she felt them squish together and meet
at their cleavage, just below her belly button. The nipples, which had not
grown soft, prodded into the soft rubbery flesh of her lowest tummy. Those
nipples stroked her heated skin as Tammi scooched herself backward a
little, settling to where she could do her work, her face over Beth's
pussy.

Tammi's own cunt overhung Beth's forehead, since Tammi was quite a bit
taller than her, but it wasn't out of reach of her fingers. Wrapping her
arms around Tammi's muscular thighs, she touched the dripping lips of her
pussy, and received a croon of acceptance in response. Tammi's feet rose
up on her toes.

Tammi brought her face down to Beth's tortured pussy. With two fingers she
pulled gently on the bottom of her pubic mound, drawing her clitty and its
hood up to where she could get at it. The new tension put on her lovebud
made Beth's breath catch in her chest so she couldn't even cry out. Her
arms clenched Tammi's legs as tight as they could, and Tammi took that as
a good sign. Beth's clitty had been teased for two days straight, and was
more than ready for release.

She pulled a little harder, until the clit rose to the curve of Beth's
pubic bone and popped up stark and pink from its hood. The tiny finger of
swollen flesh pulsated before her eyes, the color of red wine. She pursed
her lips and blew lightly on it, treated it to a hot stream of her breath.

"Ahhhhh, God! God! Ahhhhhheeeeeee! Eeeeee-lick it! Lick! Lick, lick, lick,
lick! Pleeeezzze! Ahhhhhhh!" Beth begged, thrashing beneath her.

After a last, teasing puff, Tammi lowered her face and extended her
tongue. When the tip of her tongue touched the tip of the throbbing clit,
Beth's back jumped off the floor again. Her buttocks tightened into
trembling globes that vibrated against the floor. Her thighs went rigid
and her legs straightened and spread as far apart as they would go as
Tammi began to gently lick her twitching lust spot, covering it with her
warm, sweet saliva. It was hot and wet in against her taste buds, and she
rubbed them over it until Beth's toes splayed apart and she felt her
nipples pucker even more again her thighs.

Still holding the clit pulled up with her fingers on her mound, Tammi
wetted the tip of her other index finger and applied it to the clit. She
rubbed it slowly and carefully with gentle circular motions, applying just
enough pressure to make Beth's toes wriggle and her hips roll. Beth
squirmed ecstatically under her, her little titties moving against her
legs, and her fingers mindlessly diddling her own pussy. After less than
ten seconds of it, Beth starting bucking hard enough to raise her butt off
the floor. She moaned continously, and babbled like a baby.

Finally, Tammi lifted her finger and used her tongue again. She closed her
lips around the clit, pulled hard on her pubic mound, and sucked on the
clit as she tongued it.

Beth's cry of fulfillment echoed through the house. She came with a
drenching flood of pussy juices that erupted from her spastic cunt at the
same time as an amber stream of pee shot into the air. Tammi watched,
continuing to suck the partying clit, as Beth's pussy relieved itself of
its fluids.

Beth screamed, a long, high-pitched cry of trembling, squishy delight as
she came and came and came. Orgasm filled her to overflowing, and pushed
itself out of her through her pussy, her bladder, her tear ducts, and each
and every sweat gland on her quivering body. Every forgotten and not-so
forgotten nerve ending participated in the long-overdue orgasm, turning
her into a being of lust, love, and unbearable ecstasy.

The cum had a knife edge to it that sliced through her mind and body and
heart, exposing her innermost joys for Tammi to see. Her body and soul
came apart along hidden seams, and her emotions unraveled into a thready
maze of throbbing love and endless gratitude.

She couldn't see, couldn't breath, and couldn't think. She came, all over
herself and all over Tammi and all over the carpet. Juices sloshed onto
Tammi's chin, and she licked them up. A stain of lovejuice mixed with pee
darkened the floor from her pussy all the way out past her feet.

Then, just when she thought the knife edge was blunting ever so slightly,
Tammi started sucking and tonguing again, and her clitty exploded again. A
new torrent of steamy juices flowed, and Beth's asshole winked
uncontrollably between her buttocks as she came again. This cum started
long before the first one would have ended, and her pleasure redoubled.
Her head went back as far as it could, and her shoulders rose off the
floor, bearing the weight of Tammi's legs and pelvis with their orgasmic
strength. She screamed and screamed, until her voice gave out, and her
mouth gaped in silent delight. Her eyes were open, but saw nothing but the
inner shapes of transcendant pleasure.

And it went on forever. Tammi kept tonguing and licking, knowing from
years of experience how to keep a clit cumming for almost as long as she
wanted it to. She kept Beth in a series of orgasms, one overlapping the
other, for almost half an hour.

At the end of that half an hour--thirty indescribable minutes Beth would
remember for the rest of her life, even when in bed with any possible
future husbands--Danni and Becky had succeeded in pulling the fridge away
from the wall in their efforts to reach the table and Danni's pocketknife,
but little else. They glared at the satiated girls when they stood up,
wobbly on weak knees.

Glowing and sweaty, with thighs slick and wet, Beth went over to the
handcuffed pair and waved cutely. "Hi, there, sweethearts."

Danni cocked her head and looked at her with profound irritation. "'Kay,
Beth, wanna unlock us, now?"

Beth laughed, not the screeching, forced laughter she'd been given to so
much recently, but a whispery expression of deep satisfaction. She shook
her head, and was careful to stand out of arm's reach. "I don't think so,
Danni. You didn't let me go when I asked you to, and I'm not going to let
you go now. Tammi and I've got something very special planned for you two.
And, there are two ways we can go about this. One, you two just cooperate,
and it'll be over and quickly as possible, or, two, you fight us and we'll
have to resort to stonger measures. Which is it going to be? A, or B?"

Becky sighed, but Danni stood up straight and planted her feet apart in
defiance. "Just try it, girl. You can't take us."

Beth saw Danni's pointed nipples swelling under her shirt. "I think I've
some somebody who likes a tickle challenge. Oh, I'm going to looove this!
Hee hee hee! Tammi, let's get started!"

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