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Tickle Pixies Capture Karen.

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Karen's Capture
by Tyklfynd
7/29/06

Karen peeled off her hiking boots and thick double wool socks, soaked with sweat, to reveal the smoothest most sensitive soles. She sighed deeply as she slid her hot feet into the icy cool stream. That is when they came for her.

They stripped her nude, and bound her with vines. Under the cool blue moonlight of a clear starry night, and by the orange glow of firelight, they tormented her. The torture started on her soles. Stroking and teasing with tiny hands and feather tips. She exploded in hysterical ticklish laughter, begging with every breath for mercy, but the tickle pixies never stopped.

As she wailed and pleaded, more tiny hands and feather joined in. Moving all over her smooth nude body, they teased and prodded every exposed inch of her. The gentlest tiny hands fondled her shaved genitals as her unbearably ticklish soles were stroked and caressed. The tickle pixies had learned so much about mortal sensitivity; they held her on the edge of orgasm for hours. They hungered to hear her reach that desperate, panicked, frenzied pitch of pure orgasm hunger. Such sounds of mortal torment induced ecstasy in the pixies; they have been feeding their appetites for ticklish orgasm torture on mortals for weeks. Their hunger had swollen to an out of control addiction.

Karen's body sweated as she shook and shivered on the edge of orgasm. The pixies swooned in bliss, they could feel her furious hunger for the orgasmic release they dangled just out of her reach. After what felt like a month of taking poor Karen's nervous system on a roller coaster ride of denial, they shoved her over the edge. Screaming bliss, howling ecstasy, multiple shuddering orgasms, all to be immediately followed by renewed vigorous tickling of her hyper ticklish, post orgasmic nerves.

This cruel cycle of tickle torture, sensual teasing, orgasm denial, forced multiple orgasms, and post orgasmic tickle hell, was repeated again and again till the first blush of dawn. Karen woke in the morning on the bank of the stream. Her nude toned body, bronze and smooth, glistening in the clear sunshine, aching from the incessant tickling. Her genitals throbbed from the attentions of dozens of nimble tiny fingers. That evenings experience worked its way deep into her fantasies, and she found herself unable to resist the temptation to return to this part of the forest again and again, submitting to the indescribably delicious ticklish orgasm torture of a hundred small hands.
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