The Guards do Their Own Audit

Though the guard that overpowered you seems reluctant, you're too anxious to pay much attention to their reasoning as the second guard kneels behind you, locking your legs between their thighs.

You shriek with panic the moment the guard's finger races over your instep.

"I knew it!" exclaims the guard. "This one is extremely ticklish! We can't let the Auditors have all the fun."

Everything blurs as the guard begins to tickle your bare feet in earnest. You squeal and laugh, breathlessly, struggling as best you can. But the hogtie and thigh-lock don't allow for much. All you can really do is pump your hips and clench your feet, hopelessly shielding one naked sole with the other while the guard's fingers dance and prod.

You must be putting on an enticing show, because the reluctant guard joins in almost immediately: kneeling in front of you, pinning your head between their legs and tickling their fingers up and down your ribs.

This goes on for what seems like forever, one guard mercilessly tickling your feet while the other guard pokes at your sides and armpits. You start to beg, but it's incomprehensible through the massive, drool-coaxing gag and incessant laughter ...