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This is Part 2 to a 2-part story. If you're looking for Part 1, go here .
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Olivia groaned impatiently, still half-strapped to the table as Avery answered the phone upstairs.

"Bad enough she tricks me into this situation, now she can't even be bothered to let me out after the fact?"

After a few minutes of lying silently on the table, she suddenly slapped her forehead with her free hand.

"Oh my god, I'm literally retarded."

Olivia quickly undid the remaining straps on the table and hopped onto the ground, mentally cursing herself out as she did so.

"This sucks ass." Olivia grumbled. "This bitch going around telling everyone 'the tough girl is super ticklish' is going to wreak hell on my reputation."

Olivia glanced back at the table and her expression immediately took on a mischievous air.

"Unless..."

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Avery slammed the phone back on the receiver and sighed exasperatedly, taking a moment to rub her temples before turning around and walking back down the stairs into the basement.

"I swear to God if I get so much as a single other call from a telemarketer today, I am going to flip my shit."

She swung open the door to the basement and stepped inside, only to find the table empty and Olivia nowhere to be found. The basement was fairly empty, so there were very few places she could be hiding.

"Oh, are we gonna do this now?" Avery huffed. "You trying to make me think you left or something so you could fuck with me later?"

Avery glanced down at the two piles of clothes on the floor.

"Your clothes are still here, dumbass. Even you wouldn't go running around in public in your underwea-"

Avery was interrupted as the basement door suddenly slammed shut behind her and Olivia jumped out from behind it, tackling Avery to the ground and pinning her in a position with her arms behind her back.

"What the-" Avery shouted, startled by the sudden assault. "Get off me, you crazy bitch!"

"First off, don't make assumptions about my attitude towards public nudity." Olivia replied. "Secondly, I'm not moving until you promise not to go around telling everyone what happened here."

"Tch, as if!" Avery scoffed. "There's no way in hell I'm not taking advantage of this!"

"You're really in the wrong position to keep running your mouth like that."

Olivia reached back and grabbed Avery's legs, wrestling them up next to her own head despite Avery's attempts to kick her off.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Avery demanded.

"I'm not the only one who can get her reputation ruined, you know."

"What are you-"

Avery was interrupted as Olivia began scratching her nails down Avery's right sole, sending a feverish shock of ticklishness up her spine.

"EEP!" Avery screeched in surprise, trying to stifle her laughter. "Goddammihit!"

"How does it feel to be on the receiving end, huh?" Olivia continued dancing her fingers around Avery's foot. "Coochie coo!"

"I'm nohot as ticklish ahahas you, dumbahahass!" Avery spat. "Ahand whahat the fuhuck was thahahat?!"

"I don't know, I'm not very good at taunts."

"Fucking hehehell, you're aha real dumpsteheher fire, youhu know thahahat?!"

"Says the moron backtalking the person who's got her in a wrestling hold."

Avery tried to think of something to fire back despite the distraction of the tickling, but found her train of thought completely derailed as something warm and wet made contact with the bottom of her left foot.

"Olivia, thahat better nohohot be whahat I thihihink it ihihis!" Avery yelled.

"Oh, it is." Olivia lifted her tongue away from Avery's foot for a moment to talk. "This ain't the proudest moment for me either, but regular tickling obviously isn't getting what I want out of you."

"Ahand you seriouslyhyhy think lihihicking me wiOH MY GAHAHAD!"

Avery burst out into heavy laughter as soon as Olivia began flicking her tongue around her sole. The combination of the odd wetness and texture stimulated Avery's skin like nothing else before.

"HOHOHOLY FUCK!" Avery screamed with laughter as she began blushing heavily. "WHAHAT THE FUHUCK?! NOHOHO!"

"Now we're getting somewhere!" Olivia smirked.

Olivia doubled down on the tickling and licking, driving Avery completely up a wall. Each passing second felt like an eternity of torturous stimulation, drawing laughter from Avery's throat until it started becoming sore.

"GAHAHAHAD, STAHAHAHAP!" Avery yelled. "STAHAP! STAHAP! STAHAHAHAHAP!"

"This sure feels familiar." Olivia taunted. "There is one way to get me to stop, you know..."

"ALRIHIHIGHT, FIHIHINE!" Avery screamed. "I'LL KEEHEHEHEP QUIEHEHET, I SWEAHAHAHAR! JUHUST STAHAHAP ALREADYHYHYHY!"

"I'm not sure if I believe you~..." Olivia replied in a sing-song voice.

"YOUHU DOHOHON'T GEHET IHIHIT!" Avery yelled back desperately. "IHIF YOU DOHOHON'T STOHOHOP, IHIHI'M GONNA-"

Right at that moment, Olivia's tongue passed over a particularly sensitive part of the arch of Avery's sole, prompting a deep, involuntary moan from Avery.

"Woah woah woah, what the fuck?!" Olivia immediately stopped. "Did you seriously just-"

Avery's face, already red from the intense laughter, turned an even brighter red.

"Wait a fuck, the reason you had us both stripped for this...and the reason you strapped me to the table..." Olivia's voice indicated a sense of dawning realization. "Holy shit, this is a sexual thing for you, isn't it?!"

Avery's only response was to look away and ignore the question.

"Oh my god, it totally is!" Olivia exclaimed. "You tricked me into helping you get off!"

Avery began to say something in response, but was interrupted as Olivia burst out laughing.

"Holy shit, wait until everyone hears about this!" Olivia chuckled smugly. "The oh-so-upstanding blonde bitch used another student to satisfy her kink!"

"NO!" Avery yelled, her eyes widening as she suddenly understood the position she was in. "For the love of God, don't tell anyone! I'll be ruined!"

"Well then, it looks like we're at an impasse." Olivia stated.

"Fine! Fine! I won't tell anyone you're ticklish! I'll do anything!"

"Anything?"

"Yes!"

"Alrighty then, I have one more condition." Olivia's smirk grew into a full-on shit-eating grin.

"What?" Avery asked, very clearly understanding that she wasn't going to like the answer.

"I get to watch you squirm some more!" Olivia suddenly launched back into tickling Avery's feet.

"Godahahammit!" Avery choked out between laughs. "I fuhuhucking hahate youhuhu!"

"I know." Olivia replied smugly. "That's what makes this so cathartic for me."

With that, Olivia began vigorously going over Avery's feet with her tongue again. Avery's insults and curses were quickly drowned out by her screams of laughter echoing across the basement. Olivia had no intention of stopping until she was satisfied, and Olivia had no intention of being satisfied for a very long time...

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This is Part 2 to a 2-part story. If you're looking for Part 1, go here .
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Olivia groaned impatiently, still half-strapped to the table as Avery answered the phone upstairs.

"Bad enough she tricks me into this situation, now she can't even be bothered to let me out after the fact?"

After a few minutes of lying silently on the table, she suddenly slapped her forehead with her free hand.

"Oh my god, I'm literally retarded."

Olivia quickly undid the remaining straps on the table and hopped onto the ground, mentally cursing herself out as she did so.

"This sucks ass." Olivia grumbled. "This bitch going around telling everyone 'the tough girl is super ticklish' is going to wreak hell on my reputation."

Olivia glanced back at the table and her expression immediately took on a mischievous air.

"Unless..."

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Avery slammed the phone back on the receiver and sighed exasperatedly, taking a moment to rub her temples before turning around and walking back down the stairs into the basement.

"I swear to God if I get so much as a single other call from a telemarketer today, I am going to flip my shit."

She swung open the door to the basement and stepped inside, only to find the table empty and Olivia nowhere to be found. The basement was fairly empty, so there were very few places she could be hiding.

"Oh, are we gonna do this now?" Avery huffed. "You trying to make me think you left or something so you could fuck with me later?"

Avery glanced down at the two piles of clothes on the floor.

"Your clothes are still here, dumbass. Even you wouldn't go running around in public in your underwea-"

Avery was interrupted as the basement door suddenly slammed shut behind her and Olivia jumped out from behind it, tackling Avery to the ground and pinning her in a position with her arms behind her back.

"What the-" Avery shouted, startled by the sudden assault. "Get off me, you crazy bitch!"

"First off, don't make assumptions about my attitude towards public nudity." Olivia replied. "Secondly, I'm not moving until you promise not to go around telling everyone what happened here."

"Tch, as if!" Avery scoffed. "There's no way in hell I'm not taking advantage of this!"

"You're really in the wrong position to keep running your mouth like that."

Olivia reached back and grabbed Avery's legs, wrestling them up next to her own head despite Avery's attempts to kick her off.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Avery demanded.

"I'm not the only one who can get her reputation ruined, you know."

"What are you-"

Avery was interrupted as Olivia began scratching her nails down Avery's right sole, sending a feverish shock of ticklishness up her spine.

"EEP!" Avery screeched in surprise, trying to stifle her laughter. "Goddammihit!"

"How does it feel to be on the receiving end, huh?" Olivia continued dancing her fingers around Avery's foot. "Coochie coo!"

"I'm nohot as ticklish ahahas you, dumbahahass!" Avery spat. "Ahand whahat the fuhuck was thahahat?!"

"I don't know, I'm not very good at taunts."

"Fucking hehehell, you're aha real dumpsteheher fire, youhu know thahahat?!"

"Says the moron backtalking the person who's got her in a wrestling hold."

Avery tried to think of something to fire back despite the distraction of the tickling, but found her train of thought completely derailed as something warm and wet made contact with the bottom of her left foot.

"Olivia, thahat better nohohot be whahat I thihihink it ihihis!" Avery yelled.

"Oh, it is." Olivia lifted her tongue away from Avery's foot for a moment to talk. "This ain't the proudest moment for me either, but regular tickling obviously isn't getting what I want out of you."

"Ahand you seriouslyhyhy think lihihicking me wiOH MY GAHAHAD!"

Avery burst out into heavy laughter as soon as Olivia began flicking her tongue around her sole. The combination of the odd wetness and texture stimulated Avery's skin like nothing else before.

"HOHOHOLY FUCK!" Avery screamed with laughter as she began blushing heavily. "WHAHAT THE FUHUCK?! NOHOHO!"

"Now we're getting somewhere!" Olivia smirked.

Olivia doubled down on the tickling and licking, driving Avery completely up a wall. Each passing second felt like an eternity of torturous stimulation, drawing laughter from Avery's throat until it started becoming sore.

"GAHAHAHAD, STAHAHAHAP!" Avery yelled. "STAHAP! STAHAP! STAHAHAHAHAP!"

"This sure feels familiar." Olivia taunted. "There is one way to get me to stop, you know..."

"ALRIHIHIGHT, FIHIHINE!" Avery screamed. "I'LL KEEHEHEHEP QUIEHEHET, I SWEAHAHAHAR! JUHUST STAHAHAP ALREADYHYHYHY!"

"I'm not sure if I believe you~..." Olivia replied in a sing-song voice.

"YOUHU DOHOHON'T GEHET IHIHIT!" Avery yelled back desperately. "IHIF YOU DOHOHON'T STOHOHOP, IHIHI'M GONNA-"

Right at that moment, Olivia's tongue passed over a particularly sensitive part of the arch of Avery's sole, prompting a deep, involuntary moan from Avery.

"Woah woah woah, what the fuck?!" Olivia immediately stopped. "Did you seriously just-"

Avery's face, already red from the intense laughter, turned an even brighter red.

"Wait a fuck, the reason you had us both stripped for this...and the reason you strapped me to the table..." Olivia's voice indicated a sense of dawning realization. "Holy shit, this is a sexual thing for you, isn't it?!"

Avery's only response was to look away and ignore the question.

"Oh my god, it totally is!" Olivia exclaimed. "You tricked me into helping you get off!"

Avery began to say something in response, but was interrupted as Olivia burst out laughing.

"Holy shit, wait until everyone hears about this!" Olivia chuckled smugly. "The oh-so-upstanding blonde bitch used another student to satisfy her kink!"

"NO!" Avery yelled, her eyes widening as she suddenly understood the position she was in. "For the love of God, don't tell anyone! I'll be ruined!"

"Well then, it looks like we're at an impasse." Olivia stated.

"Fine! Fine! I won't tell anyone you're ticklish! I'll do anything!"

"Anything?"

"Yes!"

"Alrighty then, I have one more condition." Olivia's smirk grew into a full-on shit-eating grin.

"What?" Avery asked, very clearly understanding that she wasn't going to like the answer.

"I get to watch you squirm some more!" Olivia suddenly launched back into tickling Avery's feet.

"Godahahammit!" Avery choked out between laughs. "I fuhuhucking hahate youhuhu!"

"I know." Olivia replied smugly. "That's what makes this so cathartic for me."

With that, Olivia began vigorously going over Avery's feet with her tongue again. Avery's insults and curses were quickly drowned out by her screams of laughter echoing across the basement. Olivia had no intention of stopping until she was satisfied, and Olivia had no intention of being satisfied for a very long time...