Spin again! (1-3)

The wheel comes to a gradual stop. As fun as it might be to watch such a show, you are glad that this is the final spin. You need to figure out where that voice is coming from, and why this dungeon even exists. You watch the pointer tick past the pins until it finally lands on the option of, "Tickle ****!" which doesn't bode well considering whose locked above. It doesn't help that Niki's body is already thoroughly stimulated.

She'd been edged, and now the appendages used to do just that retreat and return with different ends all together. Instead of vibrating toys, they each end with feathers that wiggle back and forth as if to taunt her.

Niki turns her eyes left and right as she breathes even more quickly. "No... No, no. Please," she mutters through hefty breaths. "Anything but that."

Giggling fills the room. "I wonder what'll happen if I tickle the heck out of you in a state like that?" the voice says. "Are you really that sensitive? I thought you'd be the tough one. It's almost like you really enjoy this. But that couldn't be it. I couldn't luck out that much, to be able to tickle **** a girl with a tickling fetish. That's no way I'm that fortunate, right? Oh my. This is really happening. You naughty girl. You really are getting off right now, aren't you, even though I haven't even started?!"

"N-No way!" Niki struggles to snap back.

"I guess we'll see, hmm? If you aren't into it, you surely won't cum, right?"

Niki clenches her teeth and widens her eyes as the feathers gently touch against her skin. "I won't!"

But contrary to her disagreement, that's doubtful. As soon as both sides of her midriff are attacked, she begins to flail around with a body squirming left and right--stomach moving like a belly dancer. She gasps, moans, and bursts into a fit of humiliating laughter. This time, the remaining two feathered tips move up and point right towards her stretched-up armpits. Her head jerks left and right as she inspects them coming closer. Her heart is racing. Her breathing is stuttered. Panic overcomes her. As they near some of her most ticklish spots, she pulls on her magical bindings with all her might, but sadly, much of said might is drained. From all the tickling and the stimulation, she can't muster up all of her strength. The girl is melting to the feathers' touch, and you can see the toll it's taking on her body. Already on the edge, her pussy is going wild. There's a spot on the front of her shorts visible even through the layers of material.

The moment both limbs push their tickling attack right under her arms, the others begin their **** up and down every last inch of her exposed body--thighs, sides, stomach, knees, neck. No skin is left untouched. Her head swings back as she gasps for ear, staring to the ceiling with the noise of her laughing so loud it echoes off the chamber walls. Between her cackles, she lets out whimpering moans. "Ahahaha! Ooh, aah--hahaha~! Ah, aah! Hahaha, stop please! Noo~! Mercy, mercy mercy!"

"What's that? You aren't going to cum?" the voice mocks.

"I... I'm c-... I... Cu--Aah, aah~! She can't even respond. Her mind is going wild. The pleasure welling up inside her is too much to contain already. She's being stimulated in one of her favourite ways. After a moment longer, her body shakes hard, and with a face flushed deep, she let's out such surprising sounds of weakness to be emitted by a mighty young woman. She cum--hard. The tickling continues, causing her moans to become screams of ecstasy. Though after her orgasm, the appendages do gradually come to a stop, one after another. They take their time, driving Niki wild, but finally the ones beneath her arms pull back as well.

They retreat, leaving Niki dripping with euphoria. She can't even speak, nor can she focus her eyes on anything around her. The sound of heavy panting fills the room.

"Oh. You lied to me," the voice says. "You came after all."

"Woah," Eva whispers as she covers her face with both hands, though peeks between her fingers.

Amara clears her throat. "W-Well then, I believe that was the final spin, as you said."

"And what a finale it was! You really gave me quite the show." The voice giggles, and then there's a click sound from the door. "Fine. You can keep going now. That was amazing. You might have to carry your girl out of here though, huh?"

The board slowly sinks to the ground, and you hurry over. As the bindings that hold her disappear, she nearly flops to the ground, but you grab hold of her just in time. Her eyes look to yours and she bites her lip.

"Are you all right?" you ask.

She clears her throat and pushes away from your grasp to properly stand, though she nearly falls twice before she finds her balance. Even after, she can't hold still. She readjusts her shorts and shifts her hips left and right. "Y-Yes," she whispers. Then as she turns, she tries to hide the wetness showing through her shorts. "Aah... Let's continue, huh? What are we w-waiting for?"

Amara places a hand on her shoulder. "Are you sure you are all right?"

"Mhm!" She flinches to the touch and then nods as she begins walking straight towards the exit. "Let's forget what happened in here, and finish the dungeon!"