I can’t just ignore her plea

As much as I wanted.

As much as my brain tells me that this is a trap. That I should just continue.

I just can’t. I never saw Sylphid like this. She seemed close to tears.

“Fine”, I said with a sigh. “What is it?”

“T-thanks”, Sylphid started by taking a deep breath. Or well, as deep as she could in her paralyzed state. “You should know that me being this ticklish isn’t normal. It is part of a curse.”

“A...a curse?”

“That is indeed what it is.”, Sylphid continued. “Pastel, who is a Kalar which I fought to a time out in the tournament who took place last year wanted **** against myself and in order to do so cursed me. If you should tickle me any more, I fear something really, really, really bad will happen to me!”

That definitely sounded bad and suspiciously verbose. But everybody in Helman is very well aware of how dangerous Kalar curses are. “W-what will happen? Can you be more specific?”

Sylphid blushed. “It’s a bit...a bit embarrassing. Can you come a bit closer? I whisper it into your ear.”

Just what the hell is going on here? I moved in closer to hear what she had to say.

“The thing is”, she whispered. “Gotcha.”

Then she swept me off my feet.

I grunted and landed on my back. But before I could even roll away Sylphid put her foot down, literally, on my stomach.

“Aww, Handsome, you are such an adorable dork!”

“Y-you tricked me!”

“Yup.” Sylphid giggled, her tear stained face just a memory. “You are just way too nice! But then again that’s what makes you so cute.”

I grunted and tried to get up, but Sylphid’s feet was like a vice. My hands where free but in no position to actually reach her.

“Hmm”, Sylphid started to ponder. “Now how to I get you to cum like this?”

T-that’s right! This is a standstill. Sylphid can’t really start pleasuring me in this position. She will have to shift her body and the moment she does I will show her my ultimate technique that I kept secret through the entire tournament.

The Beta Roll.

“Oh, I know!” Sylphid grinned and led her foot slid down my stomach until it rested on my crotch. “Ever gotten a footjob, handsome?”

A footjob?

You got to be kidding me.

For starters, there is absolutely no way she can keep me pinned down like this without inflicting massive pain on me. Naturally, I tried to escape.

“Guh?”

I couldn’t. The moment I tried it a numb pain jolted through my balls.

“H-hey!” I complained. “That’s ****! That’s a penalty!”

“No can do, Bucko”, Ben ruled. “You are the one hurting yourself by moving.”

This is fucking bullshit!

Sylphid gave me a half sympathetic half mischievous look. “Sorry, handsome. I really don’t want this to hurt, so just lay still like this?”

Like hell I will!

I tried to power through the pain, but Sylphid somehow managed to position her foot in an outright diabolical position that would cause me immense pain to break free off.

Over the course of this tournament I endured a lot of pain. I had a tentacle stuffed up my butt, for crying out loud!

At this point my pain resistance is through the roof and yet, why does this somehow feel so much worse? How is Sylphid possible to overshadow the **** a literal Devil put me through?

As for Sylphid, the speed demon was perfectly content to let me struggle as much as I want.

You! I will show you my grit and effort!

“Uaaaaargggghhhhhh!”

“Bzzt! Non erotic ****. 300 second penalty.”

Yes! Finally! It took until my balls were almost crushed but the penalty finally triggered!

Only...I couldn’t get up.

The penalty...I was the one who received it.

“Yeah, Self inflicted pain is also not allowed”,Ben informed me.

What the heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“That works”, Sylphid happily chirped and started to remove my pants “Because now I can do this.”

I could do nothing but watch in frustration as Sylphid stripped me naked.

“I think Ben stopped you before it got too dangerous”, Sylphid mused. “So don’t worry, I should still give you the footjob like you wanted.”

I never wanted this!

But Sylphid didn’t care and went straight to work using her sole and her toes to stimulate my dick.

The feeling was bizarre to say the least. These where toes, they where by definition less dexterous then fingers and yet, Sylphid wielded them with such remarkable skill that my dick couldn’t help but getting taken along for the ride.

I tried to resist. But as much as I wanted to prevent it, I stood no chance. The paralysis prevented my body from even been able to put up a token resistance. And so the outcome was obvious.

Shamefully, I was **** to ejaculate by toe stimulation.

“The winner of this special cum battle is Speed Demon Sylphid!”, announced Ben, bringing this shameful match to a close.