“STOPP,” Yuki screamed. She really couldn’t handle it anymore. Laura and Karen smirked at each other.
“Little Yuki. We set the timer for 15 minutes you know. You only lasted 45 seconds! You really are an extra sensitive little one aren’t you,” Karen said, smirking at her.
“Please,” Yuki huffed, “I really can’t take it anymore. This is not fun for me. Please stop!” Yuki begged them.
“No can do!” Laura exclaimed excitedly. “Rules are rules, and you must follow them.”
Karen gave Yuki’s foot a quick poke, making her instantly recoil.
Karen laughed at this. Maybe having her over wasn’t too boring after all. “Say, Yuki, can I ask you something.”
Yuki, tired and disheveled looked up at Karen, nodding her head.
“Are you having fun with us? Do you like being tickled?” Karen asked bluntly.
“No! I hate being tickled. Please let me go!” Yuki shouted.
“Oooo what a fierce reaction,” Laura smiled. “I think the slave needs some discipline.”
Both sisters smirked again at each other before starting to tickle her delicate little feet with their fingers.
Yuki’s whole body was shaking like crazy. The sisters had truly never known someone could be this ticklish.
“Having fun, Yuki?” Laura asked with a smile.
“死ね!(Die) ” Yuki screamed back, hoping they wouldn’t understand. However, unfortunately for her, Laura did.
“Yuki, Yuki, Yuki,” Laura started, “we learn Japanese at school remember, I know what you just said to us. Now, I think you need some extra punishment.” She said angrily before tickling Yuki’s delicate feet with her fingernail.
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