"Naked sexy librarian tickle ."

“Yeah,” said Meg, looking at the St. Andrew’s cross set up in the well-trafficked area beside the library’s lending counter. Beth is strapped to it, naked, her big breasts jiggling, her plump thighs parted to expose her juicy sex. There’s a ball gag in her mouth. The words NOISY GIRL have been written across her body in lipstick. Two stern librarians in pencil skirts are tickling her from behind with feathers and fingers, seeking out all her most sensitive spots as she squirms and struggles helplessly. Tears are in her eyes. She’s probably trying to beg for mercy, though you can’t make out the words. “She’ll be fine.”

“Wow,” you say, impressed. “You know, I’m actually from Hell and this is still one of the most evil things I’ve ever seen.”

“What can I say?” Meg shrugs. “Beth hates two things. Being tickled and being made fun of. So I decided a new career as a naked sexy librarian tickle **** would suit her. She’ll have to work all day long tomorrow, stacking shelves and helping customers without any clothes on. Serves her right for not believing in me.”

“Will the librarians spank her, by any chance?”

“Well, spanking’s pretty noisy. But, yes.”