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Kia was giggling frantically in her seat. A pen was in her hands while she struggled to write down anything on the empty piece of paper in front of her. Her giggles were steady and constant, as she wiggled in her seat. Meanwhile, under her desk was Rose who was slowly spidering her fingernails all over the bottoms of the black haired woman's bare feet. Her flip flops were thrown to the sides, out of reach from their ticklish owner. “Please! Rose! I can't focus!” Kia pleaded through her constant giggling.  “You know what I said about wearing open toed shoes in the club room.” Rose said in a giggly tone while holding her clubmates' toes back. Slowly, she used her free hand to tease the base of all the toes at once. Up and down the nails teased, forcing a few squeals to come from the bio major.  “I'M SORRY! I WAS LATE TO CLASS!” Kia yelled through her rising laughter. Her other foot attempted to protect the first, but when it did, Rose would gently spider her fingers away at it until it retreated. All while Kia laughed and squirmed in her seat, unable to get away from the teasing fingers at her bare feet.  Meanwhile, Jasmine was watching the scene unfold while holding Beth’s tools. The brown haired woman was blushing as she saw her clubmate being tickled. “What’s going on with Rose?” she asked Beth shyly.  “Rose made it a rule that if we wear open toed shoes, she's going to tickle us until we leave.” Beth explained as she screwed in a few screws into the stocks. “We started treating it as a rule to wear only sneakers.”  “O-oh.” Jasmine said while blushing. “A-and the technique?”  “Oh, Kia is just weak to slow tickling. It drives her insane.” Beth explained as she turned to the laughing woman and smiled. “Isn't that right, little ticklish princess?” She yelled out.  “SHUT UP! I'LL KILL YOU!” Kia screamed out through her frantic laughter. However, as soon as she did, Rose immediately dove her fingers between the toes and began gently teasing. The sudden attack caused pleas and screams to escape from the black haired woman's lips. Her eyes closed shut as she was laughing from the sensation.  Jasmine watched the ongoing tickling for a few seconds. Her cheeks started to heat up as she slowly got up. She set the tools down before walking up to the two women. “H-hey, Rose?” She began. “Would you want to go shoe shopping with me?” She asked shyly.  Rose smiled as she got out from under Kia's desk. The black haired woman laid her head on her desk, regaining her strength. Rose smiled as she stood up. “Of course! Let's go! I have one place I think we should hit up first!” The red haired woman said as she led Jasmine out of the room. As soon as they left, Beth's eyes lit up as she quickly crawled over to Kia. Seconds after they left, the two of them could hear Kia bursting into laughter and pleading with Beth to stop tickling her feet.  Rose and Jasmine walked off campus and down a few streets. “Any place in mind?” Jasmine asked as she stayed behind Rose.  “I have an idea. But first, let's stop here.” The red haired woman responded as she entered a spa. Jasmine nervously followed behind her, blushing when she realized what she was going to be put through. The shy woman sat down on a nearby chair while Rose talked to the receptionist. Once she was done, the cheery woman joined her flustered companion. She smiled as she sat next to her friend. “Oh, don't be shy. I'll stay out of sight so that you don't get giggly.” Rose said in a teasing, hush tone.  Jasmine took a deep breath, trying to control her heart rate as she sat up. “T-thank you.” She said as she gave her friend a shy smile.  “You're welcome! Just make sure to check your phone often. It'll help distract you.” Rose said as she gave her club member a happy smile. The two sat in silence with Rose checking her phone. That was until Jasmine's name was called. The curly haired woman stood up and walked over. Once the worker sat her down, she walked back over to the front desk to gather a few things. What Jasmine didn't see was Rose tipping the worker twenty dollars to tickle her friend.  The black haired woman managed to relax as her feet were cleaned and softened up. However, once the Pumice stone hit the bottom of her foot, a small squeak escaped her lips. Jasmine quickly pulled her foot back, blushing intensely as she did so. The worker blinked at her, smiling slightly as she waited for Jasmine to return her foot. The ticklish customer sighed in defeat before returning her foot. “Please keep still.” The worker said softly. Jasmine could only nod in embarrassment as she prepared herself for the tickling to come. Remembering the words of her friend, she frantically grabbed her phone and began scrolling through any app that she could. As she did, a large smile was forming on her face. The woman could feel herself losing the battle. The stone explored the bottom of her foot, tickling every inch of it.  It was then that Jasmine noticed she received a text. She read the message from Rose, asking if the stone tickled. Jasmine immediately responded, complaining about how bad the pedicure tickled and how she wanted to laugh so badly. To her surprise, Rose immediately responded. “Why not? You love it when we tickle you at the club. Scribbling all over your feet or getting your pits.” The text immediately caused Jasmine to begin giggling. The thoughts of being tickled by her friends combined with the non-stop ticklish sensation broke her. Her leg twitched and struggled to remain still as she giggled in her chair.  “Ticklish?” The worker asked, forcing Jasmine's face to get hotter. The woman could only nod and giggle, unable to answer due to how embarrassed she was. Despite this, the tickling didn't stop. Instead, the stone just quickly scrubbed away at her feet, causing her giggles to rise. It was then that Rose sent a second text. Jasmine read it, regretting it as soon as she did. “I'm sure you'll love to be tickled as soon as they're done. Having us take turns tickling your feet. Making you laugh and giggle. Using our fingers and different brushes to make you scream.” As soon as she read the teasing message, Jasmine broke out into laughter.  Rose smiled as she listened to Jasmine laughing and begging the woman to stop tickling her. She could hear the sound of water splashing from Jasmine's wiggling feet. All the red haired woman could do was smile proudly. “Now that's what I wanted.” She said, unable to see what she accomplished.  Jasmine's ticklish fit lasted for a few minutes, filling the establishment with her laughter. Once the Pumice stone was put away, Jasmine began to calm down. She wiggled her toes, trying to get rid of the lingering tickles from her feet. She let the workers do their thing, even relaxing a bit when they began to massage them. The massage didn't last long. After only a couple seconds, Jasmine bursted out laughing when she felt the worker scribble her fingertips up and down her soles. The ticklee couldn't help but shake her head from side to side while pleading with the woman to stop tickling her feet. “PLEHEHEHAHAHAHAHASE! IT TIHIHIHIHIHICKLES SO MUHUHUHUHUCH!” Jasmine pleaded.  “I just need to make sure we did what we needed to.” The worker explained as she kept scribbling up and down the bare foot. The woman smiled, listening to the brown haired woman's frantic laughter as she slowly explored the bottom of the feet. After a couple minutes, she stopped and went back to massaging. “We did well.” She said.  Jasmine nodded, blushing profusely as small tears formed in the corner of her eyes. A smile was stuck on her face as she turned back to her phone. The last thing that the worker bothered her for was her nail color, which Jasmine went with a dark blue.  Once the pedicure was done, Jasmine got ready and rejoined Rose. Her smile was still larger than normal. The redhead paid for their services before the two of them went to the next store on their list. When they got there, Jasmine led them to the shoes section. “So, what kind of shoes do you want?” Rose asked.  “I was thinking of some flip flops.” Jasmine said in a soft, shy tone. Rose's eyes lit up as she took the lead. Jasmine was surprised to see Rose picking a few different colored flip flops for her to try on. Jasmine immediately removed her footwear before trying on a pair of black flip flops. “I don't know if I like this one.” She said before standing up.  “Let me see about this.” Rose said as she knelt down in front of her friend. Slowly, she lifted Jasmine's leg up, making the woman show off her sole.  Suddenly, Jasmine felt a set of fingers scribble away at her bare sole. The ticklish sensation, combined with the newfound softness, caused laughter to escape from the woman's lips. “NUHUHUHUHU! PLEHEHEHAHAHASE!” Jasmine laughed out.  “I think these are great. Don't you?” Rose asked as she gently flicked the flip flop off of her clubmate's foot before continuing her ticklish assault.  “YEHEHEHEHES! HEHEHEHEHEHEHE!” Jasmine laughed out while her foot wiggled in Rose's grasp. Her body wiggled and squirmed, struggling to keep standing as a weak spot was being exploited.  “We're gonna get all of them, aren't we?” Rose asked as she slowly scribbled her fingertips towards the curled toes.  As soon as Rose threatened such a sensitive spot, Jasmine nodded and squealed. “OKAHAHAHAY! OKAHAHAHY! WE WIHIHIHILL!” Jasmine screamed out, causing a few people to look in their direction. Moments later, the two of them stopped and paid for the three pairs of flip flops for Jasmine.  The next day, Kia and Beth were in the clubroom, watching as Rose slowly tickled away at Jasmine's soles and blue toes. Jasmine laughed while sitting at her desk. A notebook was in front of her, but there was no chance to write as Rose slowly teased away at her feet from underneath.  “It's your turn next.” The black haired woman said as she stared at the scene before them.  “I think she'll gladly take our turns from here on out.” Beth responded before returning to her stocks. The two of them let Rose slowly scribble away at their newest member's feet. All while Jasmine happily laughed and squirmed in her seat, unable to get away. Not like she wanted to. 

(F/F, F/F, F/F) When comparing forms of interrogation among the Party, Shadowheart gets in over her head on one she isn't familiar with... Story Word Count: 2928 "...to be cut apart piece by piece, or fed to a dragon." Lae'zel continued, "I'm certain your Shar could not command them as Vlakith does." “Worst I ever saw was reserved for the poor bastards Zariel felt personally insulted by. Usually traitors and the like.” Karlach offered. She had been listening to Shadowheart and Lae'zel go back and forth for nearly an hour now comparing techniques in torture. “She’d have ‘em strung up like a chicken, dangling there for her imps to tickle. I heard one elf who tried to break an agreement, Zariel just threw her away and forgot about her. Heard she was tickled non-stop for seven years.” “What is tickled?” Shadowheart asks, incredulous. Her brow furrows trying to recall some knowledge of this torture. “Ya know, where you touch somebody and make ‘em laugh and squeal an’ all

Jasmine slowly walked into the club room. Nervousness was all over her face as she noticed the blonde woman searching by her stocks. “Where is it?” Beth asked herself as she was searching her toolbox.  “Did you lose something?” The curly haired woman asked as she walked up to Beth.  The blonde woman quickly turned her head, looking Beth up and down. “Do you have my screwdriver?” She asked while crawling over.  Jasmine jumped as she watched the blonde woman looking over her, examining her every move. “Uh, no?” The curly haired woman responded in a soft, unsure tone.  When Beth heard her answer, she quickly stood up and looked directly into Jasmine's eyes, leaning her head closer. The brown haired woman leaned her head back nervously, keeping some distance between the two. “I don't believe you!” Beth yelled out before moving her hands to Jasmine’s sides.  The woman squealed as she felt the wiggling fingers attack her sides. Her eyes closed as she was quickly brought to her knees. “NAHAHAHAHA! I DIHIHIHIDN'T TAHAHAHAKE ANYTHIHIHIHING!” Jasmine laughed out while leaning back. However, her potential escape was cut off due to her backpack still being on.  Beth followed Jasmine to the floor. Her fingers scribbled up and down the woman's sides. They explored slowly, taking note of every spot that caused the brown haired woman to squeal and laugh loudly. “Confess! You stole it, didn't you!” The blonde woman said as she kept on tickling up and down the sensitive sides before her.  “BUHUHUHUHUT I DIHIHIHIHIDN'T DOHOHOHOHO ANYTHIHIHIHIHING!” Jasmine laughed out as she weakly slapped and pushed the teasing hands. Her body squirmed on top of the backpack, leaving the poor woman exposed. Her upper body wiggled back and forth, unable to escape the tormenting fingers that were tickling her.  “We'll see about that! It'll only be a matter of time before you break!” The blonde woman yelled as her fingers scribbled and teased all over the sensitive belly in front of them. They explored every inch of the ticklish flesh in front of her, getting around the belly button in a teasing fashion.  As Jasmine's laughter filled and echoed throughout the room, Kia entered the room. The woman was wearing a short sleeved t-shirt with shorts and flats. She quickly laid her eyes on the scene unfolding before her. “What are you doing?” She asked as she placed her backpack on the floor by the door.  “I'm trying to get her to confess to stealing my screwdriver!” Beth yelled in frustration as her fingers kept on scribbling and teasing all around Jasmine's belly button.  “She couldn't have. She never entered the room, plus you were here before I went to class.” Kai said as she walked past the two of them, heading towards the blackboard.  Beth pouted when she heard the black haired woman's explanation. “Then who stole it!” She complained as she let Jasmine regain her breath.  “No idea. Why not search around the room?” Kia responded as she stood in front of the black board, staring at it.  Beth looked up at her clubmate, irritated by what she said. Slowly, she stood up and walked up behind the black haired woman. “I think YOU STOLE IT!” She yelled as she shot her hands into Kia's pits.  The sudden scribble attack on a sensitive spot forced the black haired woman to jump and squeal. “EEEEEHEHEHEHEHE! WHAHAHAHAT ARE YOU DOIHIHIHIHIHING?!” Kia asked as she leaned back towards the blonde tickler.  “You stole it! Admit it! You took it before heading to class!” Beth yelled out as her fingers danced and vibrated inside of Kia's sensitive hollows. The technique forced the woman to squeal and scream between her laughter. Jasmine could only watch Beth tickle torturing Kia, forcing her to the ground.  It didn't take long for the black haired woman to be begging through her laughter. Her arms were basically glued to her sides as Beth kept on vibrating her fingers in the pits. “NAHAHAHAHA! I DIHIHIHIDN'T STHEHEHEAHAL IHIHIHIT!” She laughed out while kicking her legs. Beth could only pout as she pulled her hands out of her victim's pits. She quickly straddled Kia's legs and began taking off her flats. When the black haired woman felt her shoes being taken off, her eyes widened. “What are you doing?!” She asked in a panicked voice.  “If you aren't going to confess, then I'll need to make you confess.” Beth said as she pulled Beth's toes back and used her index finger to gently scribble at the base of her third toe.  The sudden sensation caused the black haired woman to squeal. Her hands banged against the carpeted floor as she shook her body frantically. Her laughter quickly filled the room, turning from frantic to hysterical within seconds. “NAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHERHEHEHE!” She laughed out as she tried to hide her face on the floor. “YOUHUHUHUHU KNOW WHAT THAHAHAHAT DOHOHOHOES!” She laughed out.  “Of course I do.” Beth responded as she kept using her one finger, gently teasing the base of her taut middle toe. Her finger slowly skiddered away at sensitive toe as she listened to the squeals and hysterical laughter of her club mate. “Now, did you take my screwdriver? Are you afraid that I would finish my new set of stocks? If you took it, I'm going to shove you in the stocks first.” Beth said.  “NAHAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEHAHAHAHASE! I DIDN'T TAHAHAHAHAKE IHIHIHIHIHIHIHIT!” She Laughed out hysterically. Her toes pushed against Beth's hands. However, her squirming and resisting wasn't able to free her from her helpless position. “I PROHOHOHOMISE! PLEHEHEHAHAHASE! STAHAHAHAHAHAP!” She laughed.  Beth kept tickling the deadly spot, forcing small screams out of the black haired woman before stopping. “Okay. You didn't take it.” She said as she let go of the bare foot and got up. “But, who did?” She asked herself as she began to think. As she did, Kai was regaining her breath while laying face down on the floor.  As the two of them were occupied, Rose entered the room. The redhead was whistling, swinging her arms as she walked over to Beth's bag. She quickly took out a screwdriver from her sundress and placed it on the blonde woman's backpack. Once she was done, she turned around and began to walk to the door. The other three watched her as she almost made her way out. However, Beth and Kia immediately tackled Rose to the ground, pinning her down. “What are you doing?!” The redhead asked with a combination of frustration and panic.  “You stole my screwdriver!” Beth yelled as she moved her hands to the back of Rose’s ribs.  “I was tortured because of you!” Kia added as she slipped off Rose's sandals that were covering her feet.  “Wait! Wait! I can EXPLAHAHAHAHAIHIHIN!” Rose began to say before bursting out into laughter. Beth and Kia didn't wait to listen to their club leader's explanation. Instead, their fingers scribbled at the back of her ribs and her smooth soles. The two of them scribbled and spidered their fingers over their spots of choice, listening to Rose beg and plead through her laughter. “PLEHEEHAHASE! I CAHAHAHAHAN EXPLAHAHAHAIN! I'M SOHOHOHOHOHOHRRY!” She was laughing out frantically.  “You'll be sorry, alright.” Kia said as she made sure to use her nails to tickle all over the helpless soles and arches in front of her. Combined with Beth's relentless assault on Rose's ribs, Rose was laughing hysterically within seconds.  “PLEHEHEHEAHAHASE! JAHAHAHAHASMINE! HEHEHEHELP MEHEHEHEHEHEHE!” Rose laughed out and pleaded while squirming underneath the other two club members. To her dismay, Jasmine was blushing while watching the tickling unfold before her. She watched, not wanting to interfere anytime soon.