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nuggeez and done by 
darkzoul
Amazing story by
iceburgpony
Being summoned was never a willing experience for Azazel. As a fallen, he belonged to the pits of hell. Like any demon, he could be summoned at a moment's notice from anywhere in the universe. As long as the one doing it had the right sigil and spell for the specific demon they had in mind, Azazel was helpless. Any creature could be put in shackles, even one as powerful as a demon.
Azazel knew he was being summoned simply by the tingling he felt in the tips of his ears. He looked up just in time to see them burn with flames that didn’t hurt a creature such as himself. His physical body was being transported from one location to another via hellfire’s passage. He reappeared thousands, if not hundreds of thousands, of miles away, floating before a sigil. That hovered behind him. A burst of flames caused his body to erupt without so much as a singe against it.
“Alright, now what?” Azazel asked. “Hello? Um… Wh-Who summoned me?”
“Hey again, Bun Boy!”
Azazel jumped at the sound of a voice. He turned to see a fox covered in ragged brown clothes with a hood over its head. He was holding a spell book that must have described the proper sigil to summon a demon.
“No! No no no! Not YOU!” Azazel snapped. He turned and flapped his black wings aggressively.
“Yeah,” The fox said. His name was Nuggie, and Azazel knew that look in his eyes all too well.
The fox grinned mischievously. He snapped his fingers. Chains and cuffs spawned from the sigil floating behind Azazel and grabbed him by his limbs. The bunny demon let out a gasp. They all yanked back until his body was pressed against a magical wall caused by the sigil.
“Aaah! Stop! You can’t do that!” Azazel cried out.
“I can’t?” Nuggie asked. He flipped open the tome he was holding. “But the instructions are right here, so clearly I can! Along with instructions for…”
The fox grinned and snapped his fingers again. Red tendrilly tongues came out from just under the cuffs near Azazel’s feet. They were massive and looked like they belonged to monsters. They began to touch his heels, and then go up his soles.
“E-Eeheheeee!” Azazel cried out. The chains rattled. More tongues came out of the sigil behind him and began to prod at his back and sides. He jerked his body away, which just made his loincloth sway tauntingly in the air. “Wait! Wait!”
“Are all demons so ticklish as well as cute?” Nuggie asked. “Or just you?”
“St-Stohohohop! Stohohohop!” Azazel cried out. He kept jerking his hands and ankles, but the chains wouldn’t give. The fox continued approaching. One of the tongues slithered down from above and wrapped over one of Azazel’s ears. He let out a shriek, not from the tongue but because the fox had set down the tome and was now approaching Azazel with wiggling claw-tipped fingers.
“WHAHAHAT ARE YOU DOING?” Azazle cried out. His body jerked from side to side. His arms were practically straight up.
“Those pits of yours look ticklish,” The fox said. “Are they?”
“NO! NOHOHOHO! NO NO NO NO!” Azazel began to lose it in panic. “YOHOHOHU KNOW THEY ARE! STOHOHHOOP! STOHOHOHP PLEASE!”
“No?” The fox asked. “Are you a little liar, perhaps?”
The moment the clips set down, Azazel lost all composure. He was a squealing, laughing mess. The claws danced up and down inside the helpless hollows of his pits, and within moments the demon swore he was on the verge of tears. Genuine, real pleas for mercy came out of his mouth.
“NOHOHHOHO! PLEASE! PLEHEHEHEASE DON’T! PLEHEHEHEASE NOT THERE! NOT MY PITS NOT MY PHIHIHIHITS!”
“Hehehe, it was soooo easy to summon you!” The fox said as his fingers skittered up and down the helpless pits. “And with just a few adjustments, you’re now stuck here!”
“HEHEHEHE! STOP! TH-THIS IS NOT HOW THIS GOES! AHAHAHA!”
The fox showed no mercy to the helpless bunny. Every time Azazel pleaded with him he just smiled as though that was the exact sound he wanted to hear. It didn’t matter how hard the bunny pulled. The chains refused to release, and the tongues rolling along and poking the soles of his feet refused to relent.
The claws in his pits swirled without mercy. The louder Azazel shrieked, the more eager they seemed to make him reach peaks of hysterical ticklish insanity he had never thought possible. The sweetest spot in the dead center was located fast, and the chains tugged on his arms to make them even more helpless. He could barely wiggle his elbows, much less protect the delicate undersides of his arms.
“Plehehehehease! Please! Plehehehehease! Please!” Azazel just kept begging again and again. The shrieking intensity he had started with simply couldn’t keep up for too long, but the agony was still there. His eyes rolled back as he felt himself truly feel his mind become undone.
“I’m a dehehehehehehmon!” Azazel cried out. “Yohohohou can’t! Yohohohou can’t do this!”
“That again?” Nuggie taunted. By now, Azazel’s pits had been thoroughly demolished, but his claws still refused to relent. He wanted to do something more than simply break Azazel. He wanted to grind him into nothing but dust. “Maybe if you didn’t want to be my new toy, you shouldn’t have had such a cute, ticklish body! Did you think of that, you silly demon?”
“NOHOHOHO! NO! NOHOHOHO!”
Azazel was too hysterical to think. The claws in his sides started to drum and tap without warning. He shook his head so fast the entire world blurred. He pulled his arms hard enough that if he were a mortal, he would have hurt himself. He tried everything in his power to make this ticklish agony stop.
Nothing Azazel could do was enough. He was helpless. Tears of pure hysteria welled up in his eyes as the fingers began their thousandth skitter down his underarms and over his ribs before trailing up to the kill zone where he would surely shriek for mercy yet again.
Azazel could do nothing but laugh. Eventually Nuggie would release him, but it was only a matter of time before Azazel was here all over again.
nuggeez and done by 
darkzoulAmazing story by
iceburgponyBeing summoned was never a willing experience for Azazel. As a fallen, he belonged to the pits of hell. Like any demon, he could be summoned at a moment's notice from anywhere in the universe. As long as the one doing it had the right sigil and spell for the specific demon they had in mind, Azazel was helpless. Any creature could be put in shackles, even one as powerful as a demon.
Azazel knew he was being summoned simply by the tingling he felt in the tips of his ears. He looked up just in time to see them burn with flames that didn’t hurt a creature such as himself. His physical body was being transported from one location to another via hellfire’s passage. He reappeared thousands, if not hundreds of thousands, of miles away, floating before a sigil. That hovered behind him. A burst of flames caused his body to erupt without so much as a singe against it.
“Alright, now what?” Azazel asked. “Hello? Um… Wh-Who summoned me?”
“Hey again, Bun Boy!”
Azazel jumped at the sound of a voice. He turned to see a fox covered in ragged brown clothes with a hood over its head. He was holding a spell book that must have described the proper sigil to summon a demon.
“No! No no no! Not YOU!” Azazel snapped. He turned and flapped his black wings aggressively.
“Yeah,” The fox said. His name was Nuggie, and Azazel knew that look in his eyes all too well.
The fox grinned mischievously. He snapped his fingers. Chains and cuffs spawned from the sigil floating behind Azazel and grabbed him by his limbs. The bunny demon let out a gasp. They all yanked back until his body was pressed against a magical wall caused by the sigil.
“Aaah! Stop! You can’t do that!” Azazel cried out.
“I can’t?” Nuggie asked. He flipped open the tome he was holding. “But the instructions are right here, so clearly I can! Along with instructions for…”
The fox grinned and snapped his fingers again. Red tendrilly tongues came out from just under the cuffs near Azazel’s feet. They were massive and looked like they belonged to monsters. They began to touch his heels, and then go up his soles.
“E-Eeheheeee!” Azazel cried out. The chains rattled. More tongues came out of the sigil behind him and began to prod at his back and sides. He jerked his body away, which just made his loincloth sway tauntingly in the air. “Wait! Wait!”
“Are all demons so ticklish as well as cute?” Nuggie asked. “Or just you?”
“St-Stohohohop! Stohohohop!” Azazel cried out. He kept jerking his hands and ankles, but the chains wouldn’t give. The fox continued approaching. One of the tongues slithered down from above and wrapped over one of Azazel’s ears. He let out a shriek, not from the tongue but because the fox had set down the tome and was now approaching Azazel with wiggling claw-tipped fingers.
“WHAHAHAT ARE YOU DOING?” Azazle cried out. His body jerked from side to side. His arms were practically straight up.
“Those pits of yours look ticklish,” The fox said. “Are they?”
“NO! NOHOHOHO! NO NO NO NO!” Azazel began to lose it in panic. “YOHOHOHU KNOW THEY ARE! STOHOHHOOP! STOHOHOHP PLEASE!”
“No?” The fox asked. “Are you a little liar, perhaps?”
The moment the clips set down, Azazel lost all composure. He was a squealing, laughing mess. The claws danced up and down inside the helpless hollows of his pits, and within moments the demon swore he was on the verge of tears. Genuine, real pleas for mercy came out of his mouth.
“NOHOHHOHO! PLEASE! PLEHEHEHEASE DON’T! PLEHEHEHEASE NOT THERE! NOT MY PITS NOT MY PHIHIHIHITS!”
“Hehehe, it was soooo easy to summon you!” The fox said as his fingers skittered up and down the helpless pits. “And with just a few adjustments, you’re now stuck here!”
“HEHEHEHE! STOP! TH-THIS IS NOT HOW THIS GOES! AHAHAHA!”
The fox showed no mercy to the helpless bunny. Every time Azazel pleaded with him he just smiled as though that was the exact sound he wanted to hear. It didn’t matter how hard the bunny pulled. The chains refused to release, and the tongues rolling along and poking the soles of his feet refused to relent.
The claws in his pits swirled without mercy. The louder Azazel shrieked, the more eager they seemed to make him reach peaks of hysterical ticklish insanity he had never thought possible. The sweetest spot in the dead center was located fast, and the chains tugged on his arms to make them even more helpless. He could barely wiggle his elbows, much less protect the delicate undersides of his arms.
“Plehehehehease! Please! Plehehehehease! Please!” Azazel just kept begging again and again. The shrieking intensity he had started with simply couldn’t keep up for too long, but the agony was still there. His eyes rolled back as he felt himself truly feel his mind become undone.
“I’m a dehehehehehehmon!” Azazel cried out. “Yohohohou can’t! Yohohohou can’t do this!”
“That again?” Nuggie taunted. By now, Azazel’s pits had been thoroughly demolished, but his claws still refused to relent. He wanted to do something more than simply break Azazel. He wanted to grind him into nothing but dust. “Maybe if you didn’t want to be my new toy, you shouldn’t have had such a cute, ticklish body! Did you think of that, you silly demon?”
“NOHOHOHO! NO! NOHOHOHO!”
Azazel was too hysterical to think. The claws in his sides started to drum and tap without warning. He shook his head so fast the entire world blurred. He pulled his arms hard enough that if he were a mortal, he would have hurt himself. He tried everything in his power to make this ticklish agony stop.
Nothing Azazel could do was enough. He was helpless. Tears of pure hysteria welled up in his eyes as the fingers began their thousandth skitter down his underarms and over his ribs before trailing up to the kill zone where he would surely shriek for mercy yet again.
Azazel could do nothing but laugh. Eventually Nuggie would release him, but it was only a matter of time before Azazel was here all over again.
Category All / Bondage
Species Rabbit / Hare
Size 1863 x 1978px
File Size 612.7 kB
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