Emily was here because she had been really moody lately and her parents thought she needed to laugh and smile a little.
When I entered her cell she tied to her bed. She was wearing a tank top and was barefoot, her feet, tummy and armpits just called out for a good long tickle session.
"Hey Emily. I'm here to make you smile" I said.
"Go away. I'm mad at my parents for bringing me here and I'm mad at the staff here for tying me up" she sulked.
"Oh don't you worry sweetie, pretty soon you won't be able to be mad" I told her as I gathered my tools.
"What are you gonna do huh? Tell me a funny joke? Show me a funny video on YouTube? Well it's not gonna work cos I'm not in the mood" she said inbetween grunts as she pulled at her binds.
I had my tools so I went over and stroked her hair. "Hush now. You're tiring yourself out and you need your energy for this" I told her.
"I already told you I'm not in the mood to smile so get lost" she snapped.
"Really? You won't smile? Not even if I do this" I asked as I spidered my fingers on her tummy.
"Huh? Ohhhh no. No fair. Qu...quit iht. That tickles" she giggled
"Time to get faster" I said as I sped my fingers up.
"Uuuuuuhuhuhuhuhuuuu. Nonono. Not that. Please just stohohop it. My tummy is ticklish" she giggled louder.
"Hehe. I can see that. Time for raspberries" I said as I got ready to blow a big wet raspberry on her tummy.
"NO PLEASE NOT THE RaaaaaaaaHaHaHaaaasBerrries. Nuuuuhuhuhuuu not another. HaaaaaaaaHaHaHaaaaaa. Pleheheeease. They sound funny like faaahahahaarts" she laughed.
"Time to tickle someplace else" I sang to her.
"Please just stop. I'll smile more I promise" she begged.
"Nope. I think it's high time I feathered these perfect pits" I said as I picked up 2 fluffy feathers.
"Not the feathers please" she giggled in ticklish anticipation.
"To late. tickle ickle ickle" I teased.
"NOOOOOOHOHOHOOOOOO. IT TICKLES. PLEEEHEHEEEASE GO BACK TO MY TUMMY. MY PITS ARE TOO SENSITIVE. THOSE FEATHERS ARE CRUEL IN MY TICKLISH PIIIIIHIHIHIIIITS" she howled.
Next I put the feathers down. "Time for a little game" I said.
"Round and round the garden, like a teddy bear" I sang as I circled her palms with my nails.
"NO PLEASE" she cried.
"One step" I said as I tickled her sides. "Oooooohohohooo. Please stop" she giggled.
"Two steps" I said as I spidered her ribs. "Waaaaaaaahahahaaa. No not there" she giggled louder.
"Aaaaaand...Tickly under there" I said as I spider tickled her armpits.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAA" STOP PLEEEEEEHEHEHEEEEEEASE. THAT TICKLES SO MUUUUUHUHUHUUUCH" she squealed as she bucked and wiggled and bounced on her butt"
"See you're happier already. Let's move onto those cute feet of yours" I said.
"NOOOOOOOO. ANYTHING BUT MY FEET. I'M GONNA DIE IF YOU TICKLE ME THERE" she screamed.
"Too bad cos that's where I'm going to tickle I said as I started coating her soles and toes in baby oil.
"Heeeeeeheheheheeeee. You suuuuhuhuhuuuck. Ooohohohohooo it tickles so much" she giggled.
"Someone just looooooves getting tickled on her tender tootsies I think" I teased.
"Dooooohohohooo not" was the reply.
Once I was done I decided it was time to make her go crazy. I picked up 2 hairbrushes and used them on Emily's feet.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA..........HAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA. NOT THAT. OH PLEEEEEEEEEEEE...........HEHEHEHEHEEEEEASE NOT THE BRUSHES. MY FEET CAN'T HANDLE IT" she screamed inbetween silent laughter while wiggling her toes like crazy.
I again put my tools down and let her recover a little.
"Time for another game" I sang.
"UFF UFF UFF...NO MORE GAMES. PLEEEEASE" she begged.
"Oh nonsense. It'll be fun. This one's called This Little Piggy" I told her.
"NONONO. I HATE THAT GAME" she cried.
"Too bad. This little piggy goes to market" I sang as I tickled her big toe. "Nooooohohohooo" she giggled.
"This little piggy stays home" I sang as I tickled the next toe along. "Eeeeeheheheheheeee" she giggled
"This little piggy had roast beef" I sang as I tickled the middle toe. "Please no please no please nooooohohohooo" she giggled.
"This little piggy has none" I sang as I tickled the next toe. "Woooohohohohohooo no more" she giggled.
And this little piggy went..." I sang as I tickled the little toe. Please please please please pleeeease stohohooop. I hate this bit" she giggled.
"Wewewewewewe aaaaaaaall the way home" I sang as I spider tickled all over the feet.
"WAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA. OH PLEEEEEEEHEHEHEEEEEASE STOP TICKLING. NOT THERE OH PLEEEEEEASE" she screamed
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