"Eh maybe later." I said aloud. "It sounds fun but maybe something a bit easier first." The man nodded as me and Jenna continued.
"Lets find something to do." Jenna muttered.
"Looking for something to do?" A woman asked. We turned and saw something that was similar to earlier but a bit different. He there were racks and stocks set up, all with someone getting tickled. Some sitting down, so laid on their backs, some had lost their shirt or pants, some had been gagged, but all were giggling endlessly.
"Oh what's this." Jenna says walking up to the lady.
"Ill tell you." The woman said. "But could you stand right here." The Woman said taking Jenna's arm and drawing her to her side. Then she started to tickle Jenna's exposed midriff with her hard and long nails. Jenna squirmed and giggled trying to get away as her soft brown flesh was assault. "Ahahah-nope stay here while I explain the ride." Jenna nodded submissively but still giggled quiet a bit.
"So what is this?" You ask.
The lady smiles. "This is the renaissance torture racks. Here we put you in a rack or stocks and tickle you for quiet a while. Both of you could go or you could help me tickle this pretty girl."
"Heyhahah!" Jenna said laughing.
"Oh yeah you're going to be tickled here to matter what." The woman said wrapping her arm around Jenna tighter and scratching her nails faster. "We often will ask questions and if the ticklee cant answer it then they lose a shirt or other piece of clothing until they are in their underwear. Then the park says we get to gag them and tickle them as long as we want all the way until after the park closes!"
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