Ava, Sheila and Sarah's Mother

Original Title: SARAH AND SHEILA PART 1 (Mostly F/M)

Original Author:Arpit Chopra

Original Publishing Date: May 21, 2022

Original Source: Ticklingforum Website

Sarah couldn't help but be afraid. She knew what was going to happen, she knew she was gonna hunt her down and tickle her again, and this time she had a massive feeling in her heart that her body may not be able to take it anymore, that she would literally die.

It all started ever since Sarah turned 19. Her mother had died in an accident, while on a honeymoon with her step mother. Sarah had been the apple of her mum's eye, and she missed her terribly. She cried all night, begging to God to return her mum back to her. But her step mother Sheila somehow didn't seem to care. Sarah couldn't pinpoint the reason, but Sheila seemed to get over her wife’s **** fairly quickly. As if she didn't even care what had happened to her.

Sarah was the sole successor of her mum's inheritance as per the will she had left behind. But she didn't care about money at all. She was ready to give it all away in a heartbeat only if her mum returned back to her. She didn't need money, she needed love , warmth , a hug telling her that everything would be alright.

Sheila , however, had other thoughts. She was angry that all of that idiot's inheritance had been given to her stupid daughter, who did not even deserve it. She was the one who had made sure that the plan got executed perfectly, and she deserved a prize for this. She deserved all of her inheritance !!

But she also knew Sarah's weakness. Something that would make her beg for mercy, like a ****.

Sarah, just like her mother, was terribly ticklish.

She found out about her weakness accidentally. One time, when all 3 of them were shopping in the mall, Sarah's mum had poked her on her waist just for fun. She literally shrieked and jumped literally 2 feet away from her, then scolded her not to do that again and how much she hated it. Sarah's mum apologized and hugged her, promising to never tickle her again.

But Sheila just licked her lips in amazement. She knew how much her wife was ticklish, she loved to exploit her weakness whenever they were alone in the bedroom. But Sarah? Wow!! She was in a different realm of ticklishness. Even though she was a girl, she reminded Sheila so much of her own younger sister.

Sheila had never been ticklish at all. But she was a tickler. And she was sadistic. She loved tickling her younger sister, sometimes when she annoyed her, but mostly just for the heck of it.

Her younger sister had always been chubby, and being 2 years older than her and much stronger, Sheila loved to take advantage of her weakness.

Whenever their parents were not around, Sheila would forcibly wrangle her onto her back, sit on her stomach, and pin her arms above her head using her right hand while she used her left hand to graze all over her chubby tummy and also under her arms.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA SISSSSAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"

Her sister would try to wiggle out from her under, would cry and beg for mercy, all the while trapped in a roller coaster of uncontrollable laughter. But the more she begged, the more it motivated Sheila to continue tickling her. Sheila liked being in control. She loved being a matriarch, just like her mother and grandmother were. She wanted to be dominant, and the lesser people were to be the slaves.

While her sister would be lost in the sea of ticklishness, Sheila would somehow to manage to turn around and attack her feet, which were beyond sensitive. She would attack her in the soles of her feet, digging her nails right in the middle, and her sister would lose all muscular control. her body would go into spasms, silent laughter engulfing her face, unable to speak out or cry for help. she would be entirely at her sister's mercy until she got bored of her and let her go. But it was never the end. The next time their parents were not around, the **** would start all over again.

However, life had other plans for Sheila. Her parents divorced soon enough, her mom unable to live with such a weakling spouse anymore. The other parent got the custody of her sister, and Sheila's mom got the house and her daughter's custody. Sheila missed her sister terribly. Not because she cared about her, but because seeing her laughing agonizingly beneath her body, was a form of intoxication for her. She just couldn't get enough of it.

She slept with countless men and women during her lifetime. Really attractive people. But what made her settle down with Sarah's mum wasn't her attractiveness. She was big breasted, chubby, big bottomed, but she was also lacking terribly when it came to social skills. But there were 2 things about her that made her stand out from the crowd- her inheritance and her ticklishness.

The first time she approached Sheila in a club, she didn't even bother to look her way. She was just looking for the next catch. She kept drinking and drinking, waiting for a handsome hunk or beautiful lady to approach her and give her a night to remember. But there was a dearth of good looking people that night in the club. And the more she waited, more horny she became. So, before the night ended,

she went up to a random girl and invited her to her hotel room upstairs. She didn't even realize that it was the same shy woman who had approached her earlier that night.

After they reached her room, she closed the door behind her and quickly removed her clothes, ordering her to do the same. She had imagined in her head that this would be a quick ordeal, maximum 30 minutes. But when she sat on top of her wostrap-on and started running her long nails passionately all over her stomach and large breasts, she started giggling heavily.

"Hihihihihhihi dohohohohohohnttt !!!"

Sheila's eyes suddenly opened wide in amazement. This was an interesting turn of events !!

She dug her long nails on her sides, and started wiggling her fingers with as much **** as she could muster in her intoxicated state. she started laughing like a madwoman, her body wiggling from side to side.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"

That night neither of them slept a wink. After such a long time, Sheila had gotten her fix again. She kept tickling her, and tickling her, and tickling her sadistically, not letting her rest, not letting her have even a moment's peace. And the more she tickled her, more hornier she became, until she couldn't take it anymore. They scissored hard, and Sheila had the most mind shattering orgasm ever !!!

Afterwards, they both laid down on the bed, cuddling, pouring their heart out to each other. She found that she was a millionaire, and after the **** of her first wife, she had never found love again. Until now !!

Sheila just smiled evilly. she was clearly smitten by her. All she had to do was just exploit this opportunity, and she would have someone to pay her bills for life, and also scratch her tickling itch whenever she wanted.

"TIME FOR SOME FUN !!!!"

Sheila just smiled to herself, cherishing her good fortune. It had only been 6 months since she met Sarah's mum, and the quality of her life had improved drastically. No longer did she have to worry about looking for discounts during shopping, or ordering cheap liquor in bars when nobody else bothered to buy her a drink. After so many years of struggle, Sheila felt free again, just like she used to when her mum was part of her life.

Sheila was the true definition of a gold digger. She liked to live lavishly, and spend money like there was no tomorrow. She did not care even a little bit about Sarah's mum. The only reason she was with her was because of her 2 extremes- she was extremely rich and extremely ticklish. It was very easy to control her. Sheila couldn't believe a woman who had so much money could be so easily controlled and manipulated by her. Sheila and she rarely had any arguments but whenever they did, she always won.

Once they were arguing in the bedroom about Sarah. Sheila wanted Sarah to be sent to boarding school, but Sarah's mum on the other hand wanted her daughter to be close to her. she wanted Sarah to continue her education in a nearby school so that she stays at home. But it was pointless to argue with Sheila. She was the most stubborn person she had ever met. It was one of the qualities that she usually liked about her. But this time she was sure she would make her change her mind.

"Look, Sheila. Sarah is my daughter. From the day she was born, she has lived with me. And after her mother died, she has become really depressed. It won't be right to send her to boarding school now. I have even talked to her psychiatrist, and even she recommends that Sarah needs all the parental love she can get. She needs me, Sheila !!" she told her with a pleading look in her eyes.

But talking to Sheila was like talking to a wall. She shouted "SARAH WILL BE LEAVING FOR BOARDING SCHOOL BY THE 25TH OF THIS MONTH. END OF STORY !!"

Sarah's mum shouted back angrily "NO SHE WON'T !!"

Sheila was taken aback. She had not expected this. But she knew her greatest weakness, her greatest weapon. She slowly rose her hands up in the air and started wiggling her fingers, looking at her very seriously "Looks like it's time for your medicine again !!"

Sarah's mum opened her eyes wide in horror, her face full of anguish. her lips started quivering, and sweat beads started forming on her forehead. she knew what was coming next.

She tried to beg for mercy with a trembling voice "Loo-lool-look Sheila. I'm - I'm sorry. I-I-I can explain....."

But Sheila wasn't ready to listen to her anymore. she had dared to shout at her, and she needed to be taught a lesson. she needed to be shown who was the real goddess in this relationship.

Sarah's mum tried to run away, but it was no use. Sheila's long nails attacked her waist, and she knew it was all over.

She started laughing like a madman.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA SHEIIILLAAAAAAAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"

She tried to escape again, but Sheila had a strong grip on her waist. She tickled her with as much strength as she could muster, and her knees started wobbling like a jelly. They soon gave away and she fell to the ground, with Sheila on top of her, continuously tickling her. Not even giving her a moment's rest.

"BABBBBYYYYYYAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH PLAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"

"Laugh, you fucking bitch. Laugh. Laugh as if your life depends on it. This is what happens when you shout at me!! " Sheila kept tickling her with an evil look on her face. She had to teach her a lesson, to make sure she remembers where she belongs. Where bitches like her have always belonged throughout history. Beneath the feet of women like her.

She continued unabatedly "Now you listen to me properly. Sarah will be leaving for boarding school on the 25th, and there is nothing you can do about it. Am I making myself perfectly clear?" She punctuated the word 'clear' by inserting her long-nailed index finger directly into her belly button. her laughter went up a notch.

"AAAAAAAAAAIIIIIAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA CAAAANNNNNTTTTTAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"

Sheila just left out a small laugh "Of course you can darling. You don't have a choice in the matter. When I have made a decision, who are you to question my authority !!"

She just kept tickling her violently, and she just kept laughing and laughing like a deranged person. Until she had to agree to her whims and demands. Just like she always did.

Sarah was sent to boarding school on the 25th, just like Sheila had decided.

Now Sheila was free to rule her house, free to rule her life after getting rid of the little minx.

"NOW THE REAL FUN BEGINS...."

Dear Diary,

Its been a long time since I confided in you. After my mom died, I had only Rachel left in my life, my best friend whom I could share anything with. You know about her don't you? Remember I told you about her, the one girl in my class who could make me laugh and cry at the same time, who was so close to my heart that anytime she talked to another boy or girl, it used to make my blood boil. The only girl in my life who was everything to me !!

Guess what? She's gone now. It's been months since I last saw her. Because I'm stuck in this shitty prison called boarding school. Where I was dumped into by my mum and her bitch girlfriend, Sheila, soon to be my step mom. Yuck !! I hate her so much, whenever I see her, I wanna smash her head in the wall. She's using my mum for her money, and I am amazed how my own mum could be so blind !!

But that's not even the worst part. After she became a part of our family, my life has become a living hell. Whenever my mum wouldn't be around, she would tickle me constantly. My feet, my thighs, and especially my waist, would be her constant targets. She didn't even care that I was crying for help, while my face was full of laughter. Her tickle **** was prolonged and relentless, and no matter how much I begged, she wouldn't stop. THE SLUT JUST WOULDN'T FUCKING STOP !!!!

I think Sheila is the most sadistic and narcissistic woman I have ever seen in my life. And unfortunately, stronger than me too !! She would pin down both of my hands using her knees, so I couldn't move. Then she would start wiggling her long nails in the air, which I promise you, are literally built like talons. Then she would raise my t shirt up, revealing my smooth white tummy, quivering with fear. I would beg for her to stop, cry out for someone to come and help me, but even the servants wouldn't hear my voice. Maybe she had instructed them not to interfere, I don't know. Then she would bring her wiggling fingers slowly down so that her fingernails were in contact with my tummy, and then start playing with it.

I know, I know dear diary, there is nothing playful or funny about what she did. But I don't know what else to call it. She would play with my tummy and my ribs like a grand master playing a sonata. I would start shaking my head, and start giggling. Begging playfully (god I hate that word) for her to stop. To give me a moment's peace, give me some chance to catch my breath. She would go slowly and calmly, all the while humming a song (don't even know what it was) and telling me playfully that she might let me go only if i ask her to "tickle me harder".

TICKLE ME HARDER?? WAS THAT BITCH FUCKING RETARDED? COULDN'T SHE SEE THAT I HATED IT? THAT THE ONLY REASON I LAUGHED WAS THAT IT WAS MY BODY'S INVOLUNTARY RESPONSE ?

Anyways, I would soon be overcome by the sensation to pee, and between preciously caught breaths, I would beg her to let me go the bathroom. But it was like talking to a fucking wall !! She would just repeat the same, that she might let me go if i ask her to "tickle me harder".

How could I not dear diary? How could I not tell her everything she wanted to hear? I had to literally shout "TICKLE ME HARDER".

And that's exactly what she was waiting for. She would just smile back at me, that creepy smile that still gives me nightmares, and say "As you wish."

Dear Diary, if you think what was happening to me was **** before, wait till you hear what happened next !!

She would start tickling me viciously, harder than I have ever been tickled before. Have you ever heard about the phrase "the pain of tickling?" That's exactly how I would feel. My whole body would be struggling, crying for her to cease her attack. At that very moment, I could do anything, literally anything she wanted to stop her tickle ****. But she wouldn't fucking stop.

Trust me dear diary, at that moment I hated my body. Hated that I was so ticklish, that I couldn't even show her how much I was suffering, because my face was filled with **** mirth. Remember I had to pee? Well I didn't anymore, because I had already pissed my pants. It was so fucking embarrassing dear diary, that I had to pee all over my shorts and on my bedroom carpet like a baby.

And you would think at least that would motivate her to stop tickling me. Oh no !! That disgusting bitch would continue tickling me, even taunting me in a mocking voice about how much of a baby I was and how much I needed to be taught a lesson.

Eventually she would let me go, while I would lay there, sweaty and dehydrated, taking huge gulps of breath.

She hates me dear diary, she fucking hates me. And I don't even know what I did to deserve her hatred. And the bitch is manipulative too. She has turned everyone against me, even my own mum.

I still remember the day my mum poked my tummy in the mall, and I had jumped and then scolded her for tickling me. I thought she would stop, as she was my mum and she loved me as much as I loved her. But I couldn't even imagine what she did to me on my birthday.

It was around 10'o clock in the morning. I was chatting with Rachel, thanking her for being the first person to wish me Happy Birthday. Next thing I know, My mum and that bitch enter my bedroom. Both of them shouted "Happy birthday" and jumped on me. They picked me up and threw me on my bed. Sheila went to the other side of the bed and held both of my hands tightly above my head. I tried hard to get myself free, but my struggle was futile.

Then my mum did what she had never done before. she raised my favorite pink minnIe mouse t shirt, covering my face with it and effectively blinding me. Then she started rubbing unshaved leg stubble all over my tummy.

Oh my God Dear Diary. It was like small prickly ants were crawling all over my tummy, and I couldn't even do anything about it. And it was a sensation I had never experienced before in my life. I started giggling heavily, trying with all my might to escape this mixture of tickling and embarrassment. But she kept doing it. Over and over again !!!

Why mum? Why???

I think my mum is mind controlled by that bitch, hanging onto her every command. I know my mum, dear diary. There is no way she would ever send me to boarding school. That bitch is manipulating her. And she has become blind, blinded by her love for her.

But even here in the boarding school, that devil's presence is there. Last week she and my mum came to visit. I remember she was talking to my roommate alone. I couldn't overhear what she said, but my roommate's behavior has changed since then. She constantly pokes me in the stomach, making me jump whenever I'm not looking. I have told her that I dislike tickling, but she doesn't seem to care.

Did that bitch hypnotize my roommate too? Is she even human, or an actual devil?

I don't know dear diary, I don't know what to do.

PLEASE HELP ME !!!

FEW YEARS LATER,

Sheila couldn't help but be blissfully happy. Everything was going according to plan. Soon she would get rid of that moron and be in the arms of her beloved Ava. Just as she had intended it, just like it was always supposed to be.

When she and Sarah's mum had married around 3 years ago, she had been really happy and content. Not because she loved her, she wasn't even sure if she could ever love a bitch. But she didn't have to worry anymore. She didn't have to worry about paying her bills, or a roof above her head, or who was the next person who was gonna buy her drinks or dinner. She had pulled out all the stops on her wedding, she made her buy the most expensive ring she could find, chose the most lavish venue for their marriage, and had the most expensive wedding that was possible. The guest list consisted of celebrities, professional sportsmen, even a few ministers.

Sarah's mum was a simp, in the truest sense of the word. she was head over heels in love with a woman who did not give a damn about her, only about her money. But she had a few sensible friends, who all recommended that she should get a prenup.

One night, when they were in bed together, she brought up the idea of signing of a prenup deciding how their assets will be divided in case they do get separated. Sheila did not like it. NOT ONE BIT !!!

She told her she had a surprise for her, then proceeded to blindfold by tying her silk handkerchief around her eyes. Sarah's mum was very excited. Then she commanded her to lay down on the bed. she did as she was told.

She then proceeded to tie each of her wrists to the 2 upper corners of the bed, using a pair of handcuffs she had bought online. Next she positioned her legs to the foot of the bed and proceeded to tie them using ropes to the lower corners of the bed. She made sure that the knots were extremely tight, there was no way she was getting away.

"Don't go away, I'll be right back". Sheila giggled and went to the kitchen.

Sarah's mum just lay there quietly, counting her blessings on how lucky she was to have found someone like Sheila. She always made sure that she was fully satisfied, whether it was physically or emotionally. She had a huge sexual appetite, and she literally liked to dominate and devour her whenever they were in bed together. she was extremely ticklish, which Sheila did like to take advantage of at times, and although it exhausted her, she didn't really mind it. Tickling ran in her family. her daughter, her mom, her mum, even her deceased ex-wife, all were awfully ticklish.

At times, Sheila reminded her of her ex-wife. Although their personalities were stark opposite to each other, there was still a vulnerability about Sheila which she liked. Though she acted all bossy and dominant, Sarah's mum felt this was all a facade. Sheila just wanted to be loved, and Sarah's mum wanted to be that girl by fulfilling all her needs.

But what she didn't know that she was only partially correct. Sheila was extremely lonely from inside and just wanted to be loved. However, she could never be that person. Sheila wanted someone powerful, more dominating than her who could put her in her place. A toughie who could overpower her, so that she could once again become like her mummy's little girl. Sarah's mum was too much of a good girl, she just lacked the personality.

Lost in her thoughts, with a blindfold surrounding her eyes, she didn't even hear Sheila coming back to the room with a knife in her hand.

Sheila looked down upon her, tied up spread eagled on the bed, with the ugliest nightshirt a bitch could wear, just waiting to be butchered. At that very moment, all Sheila wanted was to kill her. Thrust the knife inside her body and cut her open mercilessly. But she knew she had to be patient. No matter how much her chubby body disgusted her, she needed her money. They had to be married first. she will eventually have to die, of course. There was no way she could ever imagine living the next 50 years with her.

She walked up to her slowly and cut her ugly nightshirt up using her knife. Now her upper body was stark naked. The only sexy thing, Sheila found about her was her large breasts and the fat nipples sticking out.

"H-h-hey what are you doing honey?" she asked with a puzzled look on her face.

"Trying hard not to just finish you." Sheila muttered under her breath. Aloud she said "Darling you shouldn't have brought it up. The prenup. There is no fucking way I'm signing a prenup, and you're gonna rue the day you even thought about it."

"W-w-wait....." Before Sarah's mum could finish her sentence, Sheila shut her up by a thunderous attack on her sides using her long nails. Sarah's mum lost her mind.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUCCCCCAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!!"

She twisted and contorted her body to escape her devilish fingers, but her nails were stuck to her tummy like a lioness's claws. her mind was going berserk, all the rational thoughts had escaped her mind.

"NOHOHOHHHAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA !!!!"

"LAUGH, YOU FUCKING COW. LAUGH. YOU THINK THIS RELATIONSHIP IS A FUCKING JOKE, RIGHT? NOW LAUGH AT THIS JOKE !!!" Sheila kept taunting her angrily.

"PLAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH I'M SOHOHOHOHOHOOHOHAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!"

"OH YOU'RE NOT FUCKING SORRY, BITCH. NOT YET. BELIEVE ME I KNOW. BUT YOU WILL BE, YOU FUCKING WILL BE !!!" Sheila kept attacking her tummy, especially digging her index fingers on the side curves of her waist, which made her scream loudly with a mixture of pain and tickling.

"AAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!!"

Sarah's mum banged her head on the bed, tossing it from side to side. she tugged helplessly at her bonds with as much as strength she could, straining her biceps with exhaustion. But there was no way she could break the steel handcuffs. she even tried to pull at her legs, but Sheila knew her knots. There was no way to escape for her and she was getting drained, both physically and emotionally.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH......UFFAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"

She was slowly starting to lose her breath, due to the continuous laughter. she feared she would die, and she just wanted her to stop. At that very moment, she was ready to do anything. she would literally destroy all the prenups in the world if only that could get her to stop tickling her.

But Sheila was beyond the point of showing mercy anymore. she had done the biggest mistake of her life today, and all she deserved was punishment. **** punishment.

Slowly, without even realizing it, Sarah's mum entered the realm of silent laughter, a forbidden area which she had entered only once before, a long long time ago.

Now, she wasn't just laughing anymore. her mind and body were both just stuck in a endless repetitive loop of **** mirth, where no sound could be heard from inside her mouth. Laughter wasn't even the right word anymore, all she felt was pain. THE INHUMAN PAIN OF TICKLING !!!!

Finally it was too much for her rational mind to bear. she lost consciousness.

Sheila just sat back on the nearby chair, satisfied with her achievement. She really wanted to throw water on her face, wake her up and start tickling her again. But she knew she had to halt now. She had been tickling her for almost an hour now. Anymore tickling might make her have a heart attack, literally killing her. she would eventually die, of course. Just Not Yet.

She waited for her to wake up. As soon as she opened her eyes, she removed the blindfold from her eyes.

"How are you feeling darling?" She asked her with an evil smile on her face.

"P-p-please no more honey, please. I can't take it anymore."

"Oh don't worry dear. I wouldn't even dream of it. But let's just make sure we don't talk about the prenup ever again, alright?"

"Never, baby. Never !!!" Sarah's mum replied back.

"Good Girl" Sheila smiled and uncuffed her. she laid her head on her lap, and she started ruffling her hair, telling her how extremely proud of her she was that she took such a good decision. Just like a mother ruffling her fingers through a child's hair.

THEY WERE MARRIED A FEW WEEKS LATER !!!

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA BITTTCCCCCHAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUCKINGAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA SLUTTAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH !!!!"

Sarah's mum was going literally mad now. she was being tickled to **** by not one, not two, but three women, while her wife Sheila and another unknown woman just kept looking on, making fun of her and laughing at her predicament. she had always been ticklish, she knew that. But she had never been tickled by 3 sadistic women before, all of whom were drop dead gorgeous.

She did not know who the women were, and she did not even care. All she wanted was at that very moment to somehow escape this ordeal. But deep down inside, she knew she never could, unless they wanted her to.

The intricate planning had started a few weeks ago !!

It had almost been 3 years since Sheila and Sarah's mum got married. And Sheila was bored, she was fucking bored of seeing the same bitch over and over again, everyday. She splurged her wealth as much as she possibly could, went shopping everyday, traveled to exotic places, ate the best of all the local cuisines the world had to offer, even occasionally slept with a few women and men when her wife was not around. But the thrill of excessive spending was slowly wearing off. Nothing made her happy anymore. She was always looking for the next adventure, the next thrill, something that would take away the pain of loneliness she constantly felt.

The **** addiction slowly crept into her life like a stream of water, and before she knew it, her mind was flooded with it.

It all started with occasional snorts of cocaine on weekends, just to feel a little high. Without even realizing it, the **** slowly became a daily habit. Cocaine was no longer exclusive, Sheila slowly moved from coke to heroin. Then came LSD, then MDMA, then ketamine. Basically anything she could get her hands on. Soon, the **** became a lunchtime habit, when her wife was at the office. And soon enough, she was getting high at breakfast too.

Sarah's mum was worried about her. she still loved her a lot, and hated to see her slowly become an empty shell of a person.

She tried to stop her, but Sheila had always been an unstoppable **** of nature. There was no way she was stopping at all.

At one of her parties, where she was snorting cocaine with some of her friends, is where she met Ava.

Ava was the exact opposite of what Sarah's mum was. she was one of the most dominant women she had ever seen. she was well built, with an olive complexion and looked like a supermodel. she was in her late 20's, actually a few years younger than Sheila, and had the most charming personality she had ever seen. However, unbeknownst to her at the time of meeting her, she was also a part time **** dealer.

When Ava invited her to her house, she couldn’t bring herself to say no. Before she knew it, she was in her bedroom and they were both making love.

But when she made love to her, it was like she was possessed. Ava owned her, and made love to her in ways she could never imagine. One moment she made love gently and sensitively, and the next moment she was cruel and dominating, and the changes made Sheila frantic. she withdrew from her, teasing her, making her want her more, and when she was on the verge of fulfillment she pulled away.

"DO IT! RAVISH ME !!!" Sheila shouted, her voice full of lust.

Ava just smiled back "Not yet darling, that time will come. First we need to tie you up."

Sheila did not like being tied up. She did not like giving up control like this. But at that very moment, she was so overcome by lust that she was ready to do anything.

Ava tied her up spread eagled quickly on the 4 corners of her bed using ropes she kept at her apartment. she had clearly done that before many times, as within 5 minutes Sheila's was tied up tightly. She was already naked, so there was no need to remove her clothes.

"DO IT NOW. PUT ON THAT STRAP-ON AND ENTER INSIDE ME !!!" Sheila shouted again.

Ava just smiled again, and brought her hands close to her waistline, and started squeezing the area using her strong fingers.

Sheila shouted as if someone had shot her. Her body raised instinctively, but since there was no escape from the bondage, she fell down on the bed and started giggling heavily.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"

Sheila had always thought she wasn't very ticklish. She loved being a tickler, but nobody in her life had tickled her before. Not even her parents. But now being tied up helplessly, being tickled the same way she had tickled many women in the past, was a different feeling altogether. It was very exhilarating.

"NOHOHOHOHOAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUCCAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"

Ava didn't say anything. she just kept tickling her, without as much as an expression on her face. It was like a surgeon performing an operation on one of her patients. And just like her sexual teasing, her tickling kept varying too in intensity. she tickled her as hard as she could, so that she could feel the pain along with the tickling. Then the next moment, her technique changed and she started playing with her tummy like a piano, by skittering her fingers all over her abdomen area. Then her technique changed again, where she started poking her tummy again and again like a schoolgirl. The constant change in technique made Sheila mad.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA HIHIHIHHIhihihihihih PLEHehehehehehehehessss !!!!"

Sheila kept laughing and laughing, trying hard to pull at her bonds. But her arms barely moved. Her body shot up again and again whenever she poked her, causing her back at arch and her tummy to protrude outwards. But all it did for her was to give Ava a closer access to her tummy, which she took fulsome advantage of.

She then slowly moved to her underarms, and just dug in by using only her 2 thumbs pressing and rubbing on either side of her armpits. Sheila became hysterical again.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAH PLAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA !!!!"

Ava just kept tickling her, and tickling her, and tickling her again and again. Sheila just kept shouting and laughing with as much strength as she could muster, until her voice was hoarse. That's when Ava knew it was time.

While her thumbs were tickling her armpits, her muscular legs moved closer to her belly button. Before Sheila could realize what was happening, Ava started rubbing her unshaved legs all over her tummy, especially digging in using her knees.

Sheila's eyes opened wide with trepidation. A dual sensation of tickling on 2 different areas of her body was more than her body and mind could bear. Her toes curled with a mixture of pleasure and excitement, and every feeling in her body came rushing out of her clitoris, in the form of a mind blowing ticklish orgasm.

But it wasn't over for Ava yet. It was time for her to give her the pleasure she deserved. she entered her ass with her vibrating strap-on, all the while tickling her tummy. Her body kept shooting up, giving her another thunderous orgasm while Ava came inside her pleasurably.

Then they both just lay there, with Sheila looking at the ceiling blissfully while Ava laid next to her, studying her face. Sheila couldn't believe anything could be so heavenly. No bitch ever had made her orgasm before, that too twice. She tilted her head and looked into her eyes. She knew she was in love, and there was no way she was letting her go.

Ava, however, had other thoughts. she had found her next victim, and this time she was lucky enough to have landed the goose who laid the golden egg. All she had to do was give her occasional sex, along with some tickling, and she could charge her any exorbitant amount for the **** she would sell her. she knew sex and **** were a potent mixture, which could turn even the most dominant women into a lifelong ****. There was no way she was letting her go.

"NOW THE REAL FUN BEGINS....!!"

A FEW WEEKS LATER,

It did not take long for Sheila to convince Sarah's mum to a weekend getaway.

"You've been working extremely hard darling. You need to breathe the fresh air of the mountains, and just chill out. Next weekend we are going for a trip to the nearby Apache hill station. I have booked a lovely room just for the two of us, and I promise you we'll have fun. It will be like our second honeymoon." Sheila assured her.

Sarah's mum actually did not need to be convinced a lot. she had been working extremely hard, and even she knew that if she continued working like this she might get burned out quickly. Even her doctors had advised her to take a break and get some rest for some time to avoid further increase in her blood pressure, which might eventually lead to a heart attack.

To motivate her further, Sheila had promised her that there will be a surprise waiting for her in the hotel room, something that she could've never imagined in her wildest dreams. This got Sarah's mum even more excited.

However, unbeknownst to her, this had all been planned very intricately by Sheila and Ava. In order to inherit her wealth, Sheila had to dispose of Sarah's mum. As per her will, if both Sarah and she dies due to natural causes such as a heart attack, the next in line who would be the owner of her inheritance would be Sheila. Sheila had decided Sarah's mum would be the first victim, and Sarah would be next.

And she obviously knew her weakness too. Sarah's mum was extremely ticklish. Sheila had tickled her on many occasions, but she knew she had a weak heart. So she always stopped just before the point of no return. She always knew she had to die, but the timing should be right.

However, after meeting Ava, her mindset changed. She had never loved a bitch before and had always needed them for sex. But Ava was an Amazon, not a bitch. Ava changed something inside her. she awakened something inside her that had been dormant for a long time, a woman who was in **** need of love, just like her mother used to love her when she was younger. Ava just became the catalyst to have her cruel idea come to life.

But, in reality, it was all Ava's master plan. she knew Sheila needed the ****, and she provided her with just enough **** regularly, always less than what she normally needed in order to make her want more. And she charged an exorbitant amount for it. Sheila just couldn't say no to her at all, she needed her body and her ****.

When Sheila told her about how much she hated her husband, a cruel plan began to form in Ava's mind. Something that would solve her money problems forever.

It wasn't difficult for her to recruit 3 women for the job. In her line of work, **** and women were easy to get. One girl was Sonya, a tall blonde who worked as a ramp model and was also a coke addict. 2nd was Tabitha, a brunette hooker who could do anything, literally anything for money and ****. Rumor was that she had even given a blowjob to an aids patient for a pack of heroin. The third girl was the youngest of them all, an 18-year-old redheaded high school graduate with an only fans account named Sophie, who was also addicted to cocaine.

All Ava had to do was promise them a free supply of **** for life, and they were ready to perform any task that was required.

That day arrived sooner than Sheila had anticipated. She was very excited. She would be getting rid of that cunt forever, and live the rest of her life with Ava, enjoying every moment of her existence.

When Sarah's mum opened the door using her keycard and entered the room appointed to them, she was taken aback. Sitting on the bed in front of her were 3 extremely gorgeous women. Before she could say anything, Sheila whispered in her ear in a loving voice "This is your surprise darling. Tonight these 3 women would give you an experience that you will remember forever."

Sarah's mum was stunned. she had not anticipated this at all. Even though she had many opportunities to cheat on her wife in the past, she never had. she loved Sheila a lot and believed that a real woman is one who is always faithful to her wife.

"I-I-I don't understand sweetheart."

Sheila continued "Darling this is our second honeymoon. And I wanted to give you something that would make it better than the boring honeymoon we spent years ago. And you know how I always like to make you happy. These 3 women would give you so much happiness that it would last your lifetime." Sarah's mum didn't even realize how serious she was.

"D-D-Darling I'm not a cheater. I have my eyes only for you." Sarah's mum told her lovingly.

"How Pathetic !!!" Sheila thought. Aloud she said "Darling I know. That is why you deserve this gift. Don't worry it won't be like you're cheating on me. This is just for tonight. Go on. The beautiful ladies are waiting for you." She smiled and pushed her slightly towards them.

Sarah's mum reluctantly walked toward them. The girls did not say anything, as they were instructed to just do their tasks and get out. Moreover, Ava had given all 3 of them a little bit of cocaine, just enough so they weren't even completely in their senses.

All 3 of them quickly removed her clothes. Sophie loosened her tie and removed it, and Sonya removed the coat she was wearing. Tabitha, the hooker, literally tore off her shirt and removed her pants and shoes. Now Sarah's mum was standing naked in the room, wearing only her underwear and socks.

Then they took her by the hand and told her to lie down on the bed. Sarah's mum noticed handcuffs attached to the 4 corners of the bed. she was a bit puzzled " Will they tie me up"? But she didn't say anything and did as she was told. Soon, Sarah's mum was tied up spread-eagled, with her hands and feet seized tightly by the handcuffs. her socks were removed too by Sophie.

Sheila was sitting on the nearby chair, watching everything. When she was sure she was completely at their mercy, she smiled an evil smile.

"Before they start, I have another surprise for you..." Sheila got up and walked to the door and opened it. Ava came in !!

"Hey who is she? What's going on?" Sarah's mum asked with a puzzled look on her face.

Sheila didn't say anything. She just gave Ava a sensuous kiss on her lips.

Sarah's mum's eyes opened wide in horror "WHAT THE FUCK? WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? HAVE YOU BEEN CHEATING ON ME ALL THIS TIME?" she asked loudly with an angry voice.

Sheila looked at her with a bemused expression "Oh Silly Me. Where are my manners? Darling, meet Ava. My girlfriend. The person who I'm going to spend the rest of my life with."

Sarah's mum struggled with her bonds and shouted "LET ME GO YOU FUCKING BITCH. I'LL MAKE SURE YOU'RE FUCKING DIVORCED AND COMPLETELY DISOWNED FROM ANY INHERITANCE I HAVE !!!"

Sheila laughed the evilest laughter she had ever heard. She said "That will only happen when you get out of here alive. Girls. Give her what she fucking deserves."

The girls knew exactly what they had to do. They raised their hands and walked towards her with their fingers wiggling in the air.

Sarah's mum just noticed that all 3 of them had extremely long nails. And she knew what was coming next.

"FUCK YOU. DON'T YOU BITCHES DARE TICKLE ME. I'LL SUE YOU ALL. FUCKING LET ME GO !!!"

But the girls did not care about getting sued. They did not even care a little bit about the person tied in front of them. They were all there for a mission, and they knew once the mission is accomplished, they would get access to a lifetime of ****.

LIFETIME OF **** !!!

As soon as their long manicured nails made contact with her skin, Sarah's mum exploded with laughter.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA BITTTCCCCCHAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUCKINGAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA SLUTTAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH !!!!"

She tried to pull hard at her bonds, but Ava and Sheila's plan was foolproof. The handcuffs were stainless steel, attached to a wrought iron bed. Moreover, Sheila had chosen the room not just for its location, which was remote. But most importantly, the room was soundproof too. No matter how much she shouted, and she did shout at the top of her lungs, nobody heard her outside.

"AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA LEMEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE GOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"

Sheila and Ava just laughed at her predicament.

"You're not going anywhere darling, anywhere at all. Weak bitches like you, who are pieces of shit, do not deserve a fucking life!!!" Sheila shouted with distaste in her voice.

Sonya, the tall blonde was tickling her armpits, taking special care to bury both her index fingers inside her hollow center, which made her explode with laughter. Sophie, the 18-year-old, was taking special care to use her manicured nails on the arches of her feet. She was doing it playfully, as if she was playing a game, and was giggling along with her.

Tabitha was the worst of all. She had her whole chubby belly and breasts to play with. She hated lesbians in general, and Sarah's mum just felt like one of the clients she met every day. Those morons who think they could get away with doing anything to her as long as they keep paying her. Tabitha never protested though. No matter what her clients wanted, from spankings to anal strap-ons to other weird fetishes, Tabitha indulged in them without complaining. But secretly she wanted to hurt clients like these, make them suffer, make them pay. Today was her chance.

She was going to enjoy this !!!

She dug all her sharp fingernails on each side of her tummy, burying them in with as much **** as she could muster. Sarah's mum went mad with laughter !!!

"FUCCAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHGAHA BWAAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"

They kept tickling her and tickling her for close to 30 minutes, occasionally switching places so that she could get a few seconds to breathe before the **** started again. And they keep moving their fingernails to fresher, tenderer spots too.

When tickling on the arches became unbearable for her, Sophie moved in between her toes, then the bottoms of her feet. Occasionally Sheila instructed her to use her teeth too, and she did as she was told. She quickly found biting on the sides of the foot gave the loudest reaction, so she focused a lot on that.

"AAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA !!!!!"

Tabitha had a whole playground. her sides, her ribs, her belly button, all were attacked randomly. She found that the ribs were the worst because it was both painful and ticklish for her there. She focused a lot on that area.

"AAAAAAAAAAMAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA !!!!"

Sonya had the easiest target of all. her armpits were very easy to tickle, but she made sure she was creative. When she got bored of using her fingernails, she started licking inside her armpits. She found that gave the best reaction of all.

"NOOOOOOOOAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"

Sarah's mum was literally going mad now. she literally couldn't even form random thoughts anymore. All that was going in her mind was laughter, an endless stream of laughter.

Sheila also made sure that she didn't pass out. Whenever she felt she was losing consciousness, she threw water on her face to make sure she was awake. she had to die naturally for her to continue her plan.

Before long, Sarah's mum went to the point of no return. The cataplexy stage, where her mouth was full of mirth, showing her tobacco-stained teeth, but no voice could be heard. Nothing could be heard at all, everything was visual, her face was full of silent laughter and her eyes were full of tears.

They kept tickling her for an hour, even more than that. Everyone, including the ticklers and ticklee, lost all track of time. Their fingers ached from tickling her, but they knew they couldn't stop. That was Ava's condition. "Do not stop until the mission is complete."

Sarah's mum was panting like a caged animal now. No laughter could be heard or seen, all she felt was a sharp pain on the left side of her arm, slowly crawling up. Sheila knew by just looking at her face it was time for her climax now. But not before she could have her climax too.

Sheila was wearing a gown. So it was easy for her to reach towards her panties from below and remove them, which she quickly did. She climbed onto the bed and squatted on top of Sarah's mum's face so that the lips of her vagina met her lips and tongue.

"MAKE ME CUM FOR ONCE, BITCH !!!" Sheila shouted, and rubbed her vagina all over her face, especially covering her mouth and nose with it.

Sarah's mum had lost all her breath due to the endless laughter. Now she was getting choked too. she didn't even know what was happening anymore, all she knew was that the pain shooting up her left arm had reached her chest now, and it was increasing by the minute.

Sheila kept rubbing and rubbing her vagina all over her face, enjoying the touch of soft lips on her clitoris. she was giving her oral sex, without even wanting to.

As soon as Sheila climaxed and shouted "AVA !!!!", Sarah's mum's heart exploded inside.

She was no more !!!! Or was she?

A few weeks later,

Sarah was inconsolable with grief. Her Birth Mom had left her forever when she was very young, and before she could recover fully from such a traumatic experience, her mum was gone too. When she heard the news of her mum's **** in the boarding school, she almost literally fainted. Sarah felt crushed from inside, it was as if God had cursed her with a life full of misery.

When she was called home to see her mum's body one last time by her stepmother, she couldn't control herself. In front of everyone at the funeral, she cursed her stepmother using almost every word of profanity she had ever learned. Her heart was full of hatred and rage; given the opportunity, she would have murdered her on the spot.

Her uncle told her that her mum had died in an accident and that she had a heart attack while being on a honeymoon with her stepmother. Sarah refused to believe even a word of that fictitious story. People just don't have heart attacks out of the blue, that too in a place where they go for relaxation and enjoyment. Deep down, Sarah just knew that her stepmother Sheila was somehow responsible. Of course, with no proof to back up her claims, she couldn't go to the cops.

Sheila, however, was on cloud nine. She had gotten rid of her bitchy wife fairly easily with the help of Ava and those 3 women. The 3 women had been paid very handsomely to keep their mouths shut, and to be never heard from again. She was free, free to be with her darling Ava.

Sarah's mum's lawyers had told her that Sarah would be the sole successor of all the inheritance, and till she was alive, Sheila would only get a very small percentage of the money. Sheila always knew that Sarah would be the next in line to die after her mum. She had already planned everything with Ava. Sarah would most likely die in a car accident. Ava had promised to arrange everything, but everything changed during the funeral.

When Sarah cursed her in front of everyone, it took Sheila all of her willpower to stop herself from slapping Sarah in front of everyone. She decided that killing Sarah would just be very easy, it would end her misery very soon. She wanted to make her beg, make her yearn for her ****.

She knew Sarah was extremely ticklish, just like her mum. Sheila had tickled her a few times in the past, even convincing Sarah's mum to go along with her. But with her around, Sheila always had to be merciful. Now, with her gone forever, Sheila had no reason to show any type of remorse or mercy towards Sarah. After all, now she had Ava too. Her beloved Ava !!

When she told Ava about her plan, she agreed very easily. But, unbeknownst to her, Ava was getting very bored of Sheila. She was very clingy, hanging to her every word. she loved the exorbitant money she was getting from her, but like every Amazon, Ava loved variety. When Sheila told her about Sarah and how she was the sole successor of all the inheritance, a plan started forming in Ava's mind. A very cold, calculative plan !!

Ava soon moved into Sheila's apartment, along with Sarah living there. Sheila was very ecstatic, the only person in the world who could take away all of her loneliness was now with her, forever.

Sarah, however, hated the idea of another woman replacing her mum in the house. She loathed her stepmother more than ever before now. She did not care about Ava, her mind was full of grief and hatred to have any other emotion enter her mind. However, that changed very soon.

It started with occasional pokes in the kitchen. Once, when Sarah was having a glass of water, Ava came up slowly behind her. Before she knew it, Ava's hands were wrapped around her waist and she was grinding her from behind.

"WHAT THE FUCK ???" Sarah shouted, suddenly startled.

"Hello, my little tease. How have you been?" Ava whispered in her right ear.

Sarah struggled with all her might to get free, but Ava was much stronger than her. She wasn't going anywhere.

She continued unabated "I have seen you strutting around the house like a queen, trying to tease the shit out of me. I know you want my body. And I want to hear you beg for it."

Sarah shouted with as much self-confidence as she could muster "YOU LET ME GO THIS INSTANT YOU EVIL CUNT, OR I PROMISE YOU I'LL CALL THE POLICE."

Ava gritted her teeth. Sheila was right, this little slut had to be taught a lesson. "Do it the damn hard way then."

She started poking Sarah slowly but firmly on both sides of her waist. Sarah's body jumped through the roof.

"WHAHAHAHAHTT THAAAA FUCCCCAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"

"Tell me you want me sweetheart, and I just might stop," Ava said with an evil grin on her face.

"NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO NVEEAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA"

"God !! Bitches like you are just a pain in the ass. But as the saying goes- HARDER THE HUNT, TASTIER THE MEAT !!!"

His grip on her sides became stronger, and the ferocity of her tickling increased around her juicy, sensitive tummy. Sarah lost her balance, her knees always had a habit of becoming like rubber jelly when it came to tickling. Her roommate and neighbors in her boarding school took a lot of advantage of her **** ticklishness. Tickling her and making her run around the hostel as if she was a sacrificial lamb trying to escape a pack of hyenas, was their favorite pastime. No amount of threatening, coaxing, or begging would make them leave her alone.

But, being tickled at this very moment was something she had never experienced before. Ava was ruthless like a hungry lion. she showed no mercy, no remorse for her. For Ava, she was like a piece of meat, to be played with till she was ready to eat her up.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" Sarah shouted at the top of her voice as she fell to the ground, with Ava straddling her from behind.

"BEG ME YOU FUCKING SLUT. BEG ME YOU WANT ME." Ava shouted with indignation in her voice.

"NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MAAHAHAHAMMYAAHAHAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA "

"OH, YOUR Mummy IS DEAD BITCH. I AM YOUR Mummy NOW, YOUR NEW Mummy. BEG YOUR Mummy, BEG YOUR Mummy TO FUCK YOU!!!!" Ava shouted with her voice full of lust, her clit engorged with desire.

Sarah's mind was full of turmoil. Tickling just didn't take away her physical strength, it also drained away all her rational thoughts slowly. And worst of all, her body reacted in a way she never wanted it to. It kept getting turned on !!!

"NOAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA LEAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAVEE MEEAAAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH !!!"

"I CAN'T BITCH, YOU ARE TOO FUCKING HOT !!! TOO FUCKING HOT NOT TO FUCK !!!" Ava laid on top of her, grinding her butt with her dripping pussy, while her fingers were still lobster clawing her soft and sensitive waist. she had already raised her t-shirt, and now her fingers were tickling her naked smooth, sensitive waist, which increased the ticking tenfold for her.

"AAAAAAAAAAAMAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA !!!!"

Her body was sweating profusely, her eyes were full of tears and her mind had already reached the point of no return. She had been reduced from a proud girl to a frustrated little sex kitten. But there was still a little sliver of thought in her head that she could not let go, could not give in to her demands. How could she ever tell her that she wanted to be fucked by her?

"NAHhahahahahahahahahahaha I CAHAHAHAHAHANTTT PLAAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

"YOU WILL YOU BITCH. YOU FUCKING WILL!! NOBODY FUCKING SAYS NO TO AVA !!!!"

With her right hand still tickling her, she pulled with all her strength using her left hand at her thin fabric cotton t-shirt from behind and easily tore it off. She wasn't wearing any bra, so now her c-cupped breasts were banging on the floor while her body was wiggling like a snake, with Ava tickling her with as much intensity as before. But what she did next took away everything from her, every bit of dignity left inside her.

She quickly tore off her shorts too, and since it was nighttime, she wasn't wearing any undergarments at all. Now her body was completely naked, with her boobs and vagina both rubbing on the rough kitchen floor again and again. She couldn't do anything at all, her clitoris had slowly and stealthily reached the point of orgasm.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA YESSSAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"

"SAY IT MY HORNY LITTLE SEX PUPPET. SAY THAT YOU WANT ME TO FUCK YOU."

"FUCCCAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MEEAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"

Ava quickly reached for and wore the thick strap-on and entered her behind but didn't cease tickling her at all. The more she wiggled, the more enjoyable it was for her.

Sarah, however, was in a different realm altogether. Never in her life had she experienced these 3 feelings all at once, the feeling of being tickled, the feeling of her clitoris rubbing on the floor, and the feeling of a huge strap-on entering her ass.

It happened all at once. Just as she experienced a huge orgasm on the floor, her body suddenly vibrated, which made Ava squirt from behind. They both experienced the release of bodily fluids together, just like the devil had intended all along !!!

Afterward, when Ava was done with her, she left her on the kitchen floor, crying uncontrollably. Sarah was ashamed. She had just been brutally ****, but that wasn't even the worst part. The worst part was that her body and mind had betrayed her. She had orgasmed for the first time in her life and had thoroughly enjoyed the experience. Her mind was in the most confused state of her life. Did she enjoy getting ****? Was Ava right? Was she really a slut?

Over the next few days, Ava visited her several times, sometimes in her bedroom, sometimes when she was bathing, and sometimes in the kitchen. Oftentimes, she was accompanied by Sheila too. In the beginning, Sarah was scared of them. But as her body slowly got used to being molested, she no longer cared. She let both of them tickle the crap out of her, and when Ava tried to fuck her, she just wrapped her arms and legs around her and let her fuck her. She started enjoying each experience, and whenever they were not around, she longed for them and missed them terribly. She was now their sex ****, and despite being the sole successor of the house and all the inheritance, she had no power to stop them anymore. They were her masters, and she had to please them in any way they wanted.

Along with Sarah, even the house went through a massive transformation. Earlier it was a clean sanctuary. Now it literally became a **** dealer's den. There were various kinds of **** lying all around the house, and every night was a rave party. She met people whom she didn't even know, all she knew was that they were her master's friends, and had to be taken care of.

Her life became a rollercoaster ride. She didn't know when she slept, and when she was awake. All she knew was that she was **** and tickled every day, by countless women. She participated in group orgies and group tickling, where countless women just tore at her like hungry wolves.

She was gone forever, and she knew it !!

And all this would have continued for as long as she lived. In a different life, a different timeline, she was their **** forever. But in this timeline, her guardian angel called her on the phone, and when she heard the voice on the other end of the line, her heart skipped a beat.

"RACHEL !!!!"

(to be continued....) " I orgasmed, Rach. I ORGASMED."

Sarah was lying on Rachel's lap, sobbing uncontrollably. All the pent-up frustration and sadness she had bottled up inside her was coming out with a vengeance. Rachel was the only girl Sarah had ever trusted, her only best friend in school, her sounding board with whom she could share anything and everything, without the fear of any judgment.

"It's not your fault sweety, it was never your fault," Rachel told her in a soothing voice, slowly grazing her hand over Sarah's head. She knew exactly how much Sarah had suffered, both physically and mentally. She wanted to tear the person apart who had made her suffer. Being a trained Krav Maga expert, it wouldn't take long for her to bring any bitch or woman to their knees. But she wanted the person to suffer, just like Sarah had suffered over these few months.

When Rachel heard that Sarah was back in her hometown, she wanted to call her straight away. But she also knew that her mum had died, and she wanted to give her some time to recover. However, she had no idea about Sarah's stepmother Sheila, or her new girlfriend Ava.

When Rachel had finally called her, listening to Sarah's voice on the phone, she instantly knew Sarah was in trouble. Her voice was trembling and she was crying on the phone, so Rachel invited her to come to her home.

Rachel was very eager to meet Sarah after such a long time. She had missed her terribly. However, when she saw Sarah after all these years, she almost didn't recognize her. Sarah had been reduced to a shell of a person. Her cheeks were sunken and there were dark circles all around her eyes. Sarah had always been a slim girl, but the girl standing in front of Rachel wasn't just slim, she was sickeningly weak. It was as if she hadn't slept or eaten properly for a long time, so Rachel first cooked Sarah's favorite dishes for her, which she ate with gusto, and then made sure she slept comfortably. She also ensured Sarah's phone was switched off so that nobody could contact her.

After staying with Rachel for a few days, Sarah finally opened up. She told her every last detail of the ordeal she had suffered over the last few months, and the more Rachel heard, the angrier she became. She couldn't believe pigs like Ava still existed, who would treat women like slaves. Animals like her and Sheila shouldn't be allowed to exist in the world.

Rachel herself came from a wealthy family too. And unlike Sarah, both her parents were still alive, and they had ensured she knew the right people to get ahead in the world. Rachel was an expert in the networking field, so it didn't her long to hire a private investigator to have her follow Ava and Sheila 24x7. She wanted to know everything about them, where they went, what bars they frequently visited, and most importantly, how close they were.

It didn't take long for Rachel to find out everything. Sheila was wholeheartedly committed to Ava, but Ava was only using her for her money. she gave her access to hard **** constantly so that Sheila would always have her head filled with crap, and Ava could cheat on her constantly. When Rachel heard Ava's backstory, she couldn't help but be extremely impressed. Compared to Ava, she was nothing in the field of networking. Had they met each other in a different circumstance, Ava could be Rachel's teacher. Maybe she was, in a different world. But, in this world, she wanted nothing but vengeance against her.

Ava originally belonged to a middle-class background. Her mom and mum were middle school teachers in a very small town, so Ava was what you would call a self-made woman. she had always been someone who turned ladies into bitches and just knew how to manipulate the women to get what she wanted. she had realized very early that **** were a constant source of entertainment amongst lonely rich women. The combination of **** and sex was an extremely potent mixture and reveled in supplying both of these in abundance. Sheila was just her latest escapade, after she was done with her and Sarah, with all the money she acquires from them, she no longer planned to be a **** dealer herself. she planned to have an empire, a flourishing empire where **** would flow constantly all over the country. she wanted to be a king, with a huge harem of queens alongside her.

Rachel knew exactly what she had to do. She knew Ava's weakness - ****, lonely middle-aged women were her specialty. All she had to do was contact a professional to do all the dirty work for her.

Her name was Cynthia, but Rachel guessed that wasn't her real name. All she could see was a 35-year-old red-headed milf, with a bosom that could tempt Athena herself. Her rates were fixed at a range that only the chosen few could afford, but money wasn't an object for Rachel. All she wanted was vengeance, awfully devastating vengeance against Ava for ever daring to hurt her friend.

A few days later,

Ava was sitting on a bar stool, listening to Cynthia talk for hours about how awful her wife was, and how she wanted to divorce her and take away all her money. Ava had listened to countless stories like these many times, from numerous women. But there was something different about Cynthia. Ava had planned to spend a quiet night. she had only planned to spend a little time at the bar, have a few drinks, and go home. she was bored of spending every night with Sheila, sleeping on the same bed with a druggist who was ready to open her legs for her anytime she wanted. Sheila adored her, she knew that. But it wasn't enough. Sarah, however, was a different story. With a body so tasty and an ass that was ready to give her wet and ready to squirt every time she saw it, Ava loved to take advantage of her. However, she had run away from her home a few weeks ago. Ava missed her lustful body terribly, and she knew she would come back soon enough. It won't be long before her money runs out, and through her investigations, she knew she wasn't living with any relative of hers. So, either she was living with a friend, or on the streets.

Lost in her thoughts, she didn't even notice when a beautiful, red-headed woman started moving in on her and offered to buy her a drink. From her experience, she knew women didn't usually buy her drinks unless they were thoroughly manipulated by her. she usually was always ready to pay for the drinks whenever she approached women. she didn't mind that, because she knew that those little investments would give her amazing returns.

But this was something unexpected. Cynthia insisted to pay for all the drinks, so against her better judgment, she allowed herself to get drunk during the first meeting itself. All she had to do was listen to her crappy stories and sympathize with her a little, and she was all over her. Or so she thought !!!

She invited her to join her at her hotel room nearby, and she was too drunk and horny to say no. she was too drunk to drive, so she insisted they go in her car. she imagined she would be staying in a huge five-star hotel like the Bellagio, but she was surprised when she took her to a small cottage in the middle of nowhere. she had thought earlier that she was a millionaire. now she wasn't so sure. she decided to screw her and dispose of her quickly.

But, unbeknownst to her, this was all pre-planned. Cynthia had chosen this location specifically so that there would be no witnesses. She had already whatsapped her location to Rachel, and they would be arriving soon. Till then, her work would be done.

At the merest hint from her, Ava quickly stripped herself. she sat down on the bed, waiting for her to strip too. It was a small bed, enough for only 1 person. It also had an open headboard and footboard, exactly what was needed to complete the deed.

She brought out a pair of strong nylon ropes from the nearby drawer, and the next Ava knew, her wrists and legs were tied tightly to the headboard and footboard respectively. Cynthia used the constrictor knot, the harshest knot she knew so that any hope of escape would be impossible for her.

"Now that you're all trussed up like a turkey, let me tell you something else about my wife..." Cynthia smiled evilly.

"Everything I told you about her was a mixture of truth and fiction. My wife was a complicated woman. she was a cruel lady, no doubt. But she was also putty in my hands. she loved to dominate me, but she didn't know that it was only because I allowed her to. There was something peculiar about her. she had a very delicate spot right in the middle of her left rib, a little bit of probing there would make her laugh and giggle like an overexcited schoolgirl."

She pressed her long-nailed right index finger right in the center of her rib firmly, and Ava laughed out loud !!

"AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"

"You Amazonian lesbian are like men, you are so easy, so easily manipulated by women. Rachel told me all about you. You think **** women is fun, don't you? After we are done with you, you won't **** any woman ever !!!"

She started skittering her well-manicured nails all over her toned tummy, and her laughter increased in intensity.

"FUCCCCCAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"

Cynthia knew her job was already over. All she was instructed to do was to deliver Ava to the girls. But she was enjoying this too much to stop now. She kept tickling her mercilessly, paying closer attention to her ribs and belly button area, which she found was the most ticklish.

Ava, however, was in a living hell. It was a long time since she had been tickled that badly. It brought back memories of her childhood, memories where her older cousin sister and her friends stripped her and humiliated her by tickling her for hours. Memories that were the origination of her misogynistic nature against women.

"MAMAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MAMAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"

"Ooh, the baby is calling for her mama now? Your mama won't save you, sweety. Nobody will be coming to rescue you tonight."

She kept tickling her stomach viciously, her sharp fingers digging into her waist just like rats trying to dig in. She also noticed her clit swelling and liquid involuntarily flowing due to the cruel nature of her tickling. But she knew that after this would be the last squirtshe would ever have. she would never **** any woman ever again !!

Just then she heard a car approaching outside. She knew they had arrived.

She unlocked the door, and Rachel entered the room, followed by Sarah.

Ava had been panting and sweating due to the cruel tickling she had just experienced. she didn't even notice the other girls arriving at first, but as soon as she saw Sarah, all her drunkenness evaporated.

"WHAT THE FUCK ?? WHAT IS SHE DOING HERE?? SARAH YOU BITCH, UNTIE ME RIGHT NOW. OR I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL KILL YOU. I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU."

Sarah just kept looking at her with hatred. At that very moment, all she wanted to do was cut Ava to pieces. But killing her was the easy part. Even though she deserved to die, Sarah wanted her to live. Live a life full of misery.

She whispered in Rachel's ear "LET'S FUCKING DESTROY her !!!!"

They walked up to her. Rachel stopped at her naked feet, while Sarah knew she had to get her upper body. Especially her stomach area, where she had tickled her numerous times.

Just before starting, Rachel handed Cynthia a small device. Before Ava could notice what it was, Sarah pounced on her like a hungry tigress.

"FUCCCKINNNNAAAAAAAAAAAA BITCCCCCCHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA !!!!"

Sarah attacked her stomach with the strongest **** she could muster. She attacked her waist using her fingers and teeth as if she was an actual tigress devouring her prey. She did not want her to enjoy the tickling at all, all she wanted was to see her suffer with laughter. Her intensity never decreased, she kept tickling her until her fingers and her waist area were red and sore, still, she didn't stop. Her teeth didn't stop either, she kept biting and nibbling at her tummy as if she was feeding on her. She didn't stop, she just knew she couldn't. And Ava’s nipples were as hard as her clit, her large breasts also came under unwanted attention.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH MAMAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA AAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA !!!!"

Ava kept laughing like a madwoman, unable to do anything to stop her ****. she kept pulling at her hands and feet, trying to break free. But Cynthia was an expert in the art of knots and ropes. she wasn't going anywhere.

Rachel meanwhile had started on her feet. She did not want to see her in pain, that would come later. Right now all she wanted to do was maximize the tickling. So, she raked her long manicured nails all over her tender soles, carefully and methodically, making sure not to hurt her in any way but just make her mad with tickling.

Ava no longer knew where she was. All she knew was that she was suffering, and she just wanted the suffering to end.

The tickling, however, continued unabated.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH AAHHHHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"

She lost all track of time, she didn't even know how long they kept tickling her. Maybe hours, maybe days, she couldn't be sure of anything anymore. All she knew was she was slowly losing any forms of sanity. It was as if she was on a continuous never-ending rollercoaster ride, and her head was spinning incessantly.

Her clit was throbbing and her pussy was leaking so much, that a single flick of entrance, would have released a flow of vaginal juices. But both the girls made sure not to touch anywhere near her entrance or clit. They didn't want her to climax.

Rachel nodded toward Cynthia, and she knew what she had to do.

She walked up to her and tied a small device just outside her entrance, making sure to tighten it as much as possible to restrict the flow of blood and any other forms of liquid. her squirting became stronger than ever before, and the unexpected feeling of pain made her scream.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"

"Now you'll see what pain fucking means !!" Sarah cried with her voice full of fury.

She started stroking her lips and clit, instructing Cynthia to take her place and continue the most agonizing form of tickling on her upper body.

Ava wanted to ejaculate so badly, but the pussy ring was tied so tightly that she couldn't do anything. And the more Sarah stroked her, the more painful the experience became. The mixture of pain along with the incessant tickling made her literally lose her mind. her thoughts were slipping away from her like water down a drain pipe.

Ava's cunning mind had been beaten down. Insanity was an inevitable phenomenon.

But Sarah wasn't done with her. her clit had done all the dirty deeds, and clit had to be punished.

She stood up and slowly walked away from her clit. She had specifically worn pointed heels for this occasion. She visualized the image of her strap-on violating her, and that gave her all the strength in the world.

She ran forward and inflicted on her entrance the most violent kick she could manage.

Ava's scream followed immediately after, caused by the explosion of blood, urine, and juices. “Final step, let’s go!” Driving, pushing and slamming, the strap-on filled Ava with relentless cries before she fainted.

Her mind and her clit both were gone forever!!