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Part 2 - http://www.furaffinity.net/view/9559316/
Day 1, 8:00PM
We found some kangaroo boy snooping around the back entrance of one of our warehouses today. He claimed that he had gotten lost and was looking for someone to give him directions, but who would look around a warehouse for directions? Clearly, he was some sort of industrial spy or saboteur, although not a very good one if he expected us to be taken in by the cute, naïve look he was going for. No matter, though. It’ll be a simple matter to get him to tell us everything he knows, who he was working for, what he was intending to accomplish. After we caught him, I had him brought to my office and placed him in our special detention cell. He’s sitting there right now, a cute and confused look on his face as the security guards lock him into a set of stocks. Clearly he has no idea what’s about to happen to him, and I find that prospect to be particularly alluring. Maybe I’ll tease him for a bit before really getting into the heavy stuff – I’m sure he’ll crack like an egg as soon as we bring out the heavy-duty tools. Seeing him sitting there so vulnerable… mmm. Thinking about it makes me want to get started right away.
Day 1, 11:50PM
He’s so sensitive! This will be perfect. I’m definitely taking my time with this one. Even just running a single feather along his helpless soles made him start to giggle. It would be a shame to spoil the fun so quickly; I’ll have to bother with filing reports and all that other crap once he starts telling me what I want to know, so I won’t break him. Not just yet. The way he insists on being innocent, meeping and squirming with every stroke of the feather against his feet, is delicious. I especially like running the soft down of the feather in between his toes, and gently letting the stem stroke over the sole. It’s not too ticklish, not just yet. More of a teasing tickle. I love seeing the look in his eyes every time I bring the feather closer to his soles. Sometimes I just play with him, tapping his feet with the tip of the feather and hardly stroking it at all. Those eyes of his are adorable when he begs to be let go, but I’ve noticed that he blushes when he looks at me and he does as he’s told right away. Come to think of it, maybe whoever sent him was a little smarter than I gave them credit for – breaking someone who’s naturally submissive would be a harder task and not something I can simply brute-force by tickling him silly.
Day 3, 4:00PM
I’ve kept him comfortable. When he’s not in the stocks I let him sleep on a cot in my office and let him have something to eat and drink. That doesn’t mean I don’t still love torturing his sensitive soles, it’s just that I want him to last longer. I’ve dutifully reported that the subject is resistant to torture but progress is being made, and as of yet no one is hassling me too much over it. I can’t take forever, though. Eventually the higher-ups are going to want results, so I’ve stepped it up a bit. The brushes are a little more tickly and I’ve gotten some help in stroking them across his soles. The guards like it. Why wouldn’t they? It’s a chance to make this cute roo boy squirm and giggle, all while seeing his ears lower in that delightfully submissive way of his. Right now I’m taking a break and letting two of the guards take over the tickling, stroking those fine brushes everywhere but particularly in between his toes. While he still insists that he knows nothing, even a dedicated submissive could only take so many days of nonstop tickling, gentle though it may be. It’s pleasant to simply lean back and listen to him laugh, watch him struggle against the stocks and plead with me to be let go. Poor boy. I do wonder what he was sent here to do? A saboteur with such a glaring weakness seems like a bad idea, but then again, my methods of persuasion are secret. Lucky me that their infiltrator is unbearably ticklish and cute.
Story written by the talented Jaynin at tickle theater.
So, what do you all think? :D
Day 1, 8:00PM
We found some kangaroo boy snooping around the back entrance of one of our warehouses today. He claimed that he had gotten lost and was looking for someone to give him directions, but who would look around a warehouse for directions? Clearly, he was some sort of industrial spy or saboteur, although not a very good one if he expected us to be taken in by the cute, naïve look he was going for. No matter, though. It’ll be a simple matter to get him to tell us everything he knows, who he was working for, what he was intending to accomplish. After we caught him, I had him brought to my office and placed him in our special detention cell. He’s sitting there right now, a cute and confused look on his face as the security guards lock him into a set of stocks. Clearly he has no idea what’s about to happen to him, and I find that prospect to be particularly alluring. Maybe I’ll tease him for a bit before really getting into the heavy stuff – I’m sure he’ll crack like an egg as soon as we bring out the heavy-duty tools. Seeing him sitting there so vulnerable… mmm. Thinking about it makes me want to get started right away.
Day 1, 11:50PM
He’s so sensitive! This will be perfect. I’m definitely taking my time with this one. Even just running a single feather along his helpless soles made him start to giggle. It would be a shame to spoil the fun so quickly; I’ll have to bother with filing reports and all that other crap once he starts telling me what I want to know, so I won’t break him. Not just yet. The way he insists on being innocent, meeping and squirming with every stroke of the feather against his feet, is delicious. I especially like running the soft down of the feather in between his toes, and gently letting the stem stroke over the sole. It’s not too ticklish, not just yet. More of a teasing tickle. I love seeing the look in his eyes every time I bring the feather closer to his soles. Sometimes I just play with him, tapping his feet with the tip of the feather and hardly stroking it at all. Those eyes of his are adorable when he begs to be let go, but I’ve noticed that he blushes when he looks at me and he does as he’s told right away. Come to think of it, maybe whoever sent him was a little smarter than I gave them credit for – breaking someone who’s naturally submissive would be a harder task and not something I can simply brute-force by tickling him silly.
Day 3, 4:00PM
I’ve kept him comfortable. When he’s not in the stocks I let him sleep on a cot in my office and let him have something to eat and drink. That doesn’t mean I don’t still love torturing his sensitive soles, it’s just that I want him to last longer. I’ve dutifully reported that the subject is resistant to torture but progress is being made, and as of yet no one is hassling me too much over it. I can’t take forever, though. Eventually the higher-ups are going to want results, so I’ve stepped it up a bit. The brushes are a little more tickly and I’ve gotten some help in stroking them across his soles. The guards like it. Why wouldn’t they? It’s a chance to make this cute roo boy squirm and giggle, all while seeing his ears lower in that delightfully submissive way of his. Right now I’m taking a break and letting two of the guards take over the tickling, stroking those fine brushes everywhere but particularly in between his toes. While he still insists that he knows nothing, even a dedicated submissive could only take so many days of nonstop tickling, gentle though it may be. It’s pleasant to simply lean back and listen to him laugh, watch him struggle against the stocks and plead with me to be let go. Poor boy. I do wonder what he was sent here to do? A saboteur with such a glaring weakness seems like a bad idea, but then again, my methods of persuasion are secret. Lucky me that their infiltrator is unbearably ticklish and cute.
Story written by the talented Jaynin at tickle theater.
So, what do you all think? :D
Category All / Bondage
Species Kangaroo
Size 1210 x 667px
File Size 513.7 kB
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