Comission.docx

 Mundane days were a rarity in the underground compartment of the Leather Emporium. The nature of the establishment implied that outright. An unusual business by the Canterlot propriety standards to say the least, it offered… specific sorts of entertainment to interested persons. And while the days (and especially nights!) were rarely mundane, they were often littered with inconveniences, as the business struggled in the public eyes. This night… this night was even less mundane than the usual Leather Emporium nights. It was going to hit two birds with one stone - the publicity and the finances.Or, rather, it would gently stroke four winged, horned, adorable representatives of the Equestrian government that found a free night to spare in the middle of the Sun Festival celebration. And not at all with a stone. That was not the Leather Emporium’s specification. The highly revered public figures would not be visiting a BDSM salon in the common sense of the term, no. They would be visiting something… much more fun. Those four special someones were in for a treat.That was right - Flicker Feather, the owner and primary service supplier of the Leather Emporium, was having Equestria’s four Princesses come in for a very special visit. Now, of course, that was due to some favoritist connections the young bright vanilla unicorn had established some time ago, with the most recent addition to the alicorn lineup… But that did not make the importance of the night dwindle in any way, shape, or form!He had fit the downstairs of the boutique with all the best equipment he had to offer: four pairs of the most exquisitely designed, perfectly padded stocks, each fit with a seat worthy of the title of a proper throne; additional stockade sections over the throne-way to help with restrainment variety; soft, stretchy, fiber bands attached to the armrests that would keep arms in place in other ways; and, of course, many atmospheric fix-ups. The lights were low, albeit warm in their auburn glow, the peaceful color on the smooth wall textures reflected the Sun Festival mood perfectly, and the faint smell of fresh dew, dispensed over the room with a few scent bottles from the special occasion collection gave the whole dungeon-like setup a placid, welcoming feel to it.At least, that was what Flicker was aiming for with it. He would definitely not want to scare the Princesses off now that they have given him such a wonderful chance! No, he would most certainly aim to please as much as possible. Yes, it would be in ways that at least three of them were not aware of yet… but that was the fun of the exercise. The bulk of it, in any case. Newcomers were always such a wonderful treat in his book - watching the reactions for the first time and calculating ways to drive them to… ascension, so to say, was an important part of the job. The job that the unicorn wholly, completely adored.Finally, there was the other important part. The “dungeon” may have looked like a cozy, comfortably lit room of a castle not dissimilar to those that the Princesses themselves possessed, but he knew that they were not only there for peaceful talk. Oh, no, he was one fortunate colt that night! His recent encounter with Twilight Sparkle did not just get the other ruling forces’ benevolent attention upon him for a visit. It got him a session!By jove, he had been through so many clients, but not even his first time had him shiver with such barely suppressed joy and excitement! Still, he scratched his head, adorned with a nicely shaped horn and a short blonde mane, and made one last checkup on the last important thing that remained.The… instruments, which would be necessary for the session. He looked at the painstakingly sorted out collection fit up carefully on the wall, seeing if he did get rid of all the more questionable items that could frighten the Princesses. The assortment seemed proper for a pleasant night such as one they were to have - hanging on a wall not far from a decorative fireplace established specifically for such an occasion, the tools of many a mare’s mirthful defeat cast miniature shadows by themselves, more than enough for his visitors to notice. The poor, exhausted, unpampered Princesses would not know what to think of them… until it was too late.Flicker Feather concluded that he was ready. It was going to be one of the best nights ever if he made a good impression. And as he departed to spend the next half hour doing finger dexterity exercises on special training sets bargained out of a few Canterlot nobles, he knew he had what it took to make a good impression. Boy did that include quick, balanced, sensitive fingers.---Twilight Sparkle guided her senior collegues through the boutique that belonged to her recently acquired artifact expert. It took a mild amount of coercing them into spending the free night of festivities with her new friend, but the effort was worth it. While it was, by all means, a night resort, and not anywhere they would want to be seen publicly… they arrived there secretly, and that was part of the problem they wished to fix. After all, Twilight didn’t just bring Princess Celestia, Princess Luna and Princess Cadence with her only for them all to collectively be tickled silly. She wanted them to be tickled silly AND like it as much as she did during her first encounter with Mr. Flicker - which would, via good word, start to get rid of the aforementioned problem with publicity. Somehow, though, she could tell that the tingles all over her were a lot more focused on the “being tickled silly” part of it. “We shouldn’t be so harsh about it,” she pointed out to them back when the whole affair was just being discussed, “It’s absolutely nothing harmful. It sure didn’t hurt me to try it!”Of course, the fact that the original encounter with Flicker Feather was only partly voluntary Twilight decided not to mention. She was better for it in the end, wasn’t she? Matter of fact, despite being the only one with previous experience of this very kind, the younger alicorn wasn’t at all less anxious about the visit than the other three. Her anxiety was of a less frightful sort - she was merely excited to see what a less makeshift session would be like.Because, in all frankness, the last one they had was one of the most pleasurable events in all of her life.“Don’t feel repressed, tell me or Twilight if anything is out of order. Make yourself comfortable in your seats, Pr— ladies,” the unicorn spoke softly, like he always did, and caused her a small blush. She was, in this whole comfy, warm, potentially maddening arrangement, his supposed aide. Knowing the details of his touch, something told Twilight that it meant something different to what one would normally expect. First of all, she fit herself into the perfectly sized throne-like seat and was presented with a set of frighteningly inviting foot stocks, all in the same way that the other Princesses were - there was no special treatment to be had in terms of lightening the ordeal. Second, her seat was in the middle of the four - slightly elevated and put up so that she could be easily seen by the rest. And third - some scary feeling told her that the way the bright-vanilla unicorn looked at her was rather foreboding. It did still radiate the same warmth that it normally did, but… Twilight sort of felt like she was getting into something.“This is so silly,” the snow-white alicorn with a body dress of tasteful gold and a magnificent multi-colored mane said, almost evidently imitating calmness, as her still-shoed feet took their place in the padded lodges, “I-if not for Twilight, I am quite sure I’d never have considered this.”“Don’t worry, Celestia,” Twilight herself still had trouble not adressing her as Princess so much, “I like to think that I make good choices with people. Isn’t that, right Flicker?”“Oh, of course, milady. I’d never do anything to put any of you in jeopardy,” the very unassuming-looking colt of about her age nodded almost sheepishly in response. Flicker continued to be his usual self - as in Twilight already wanted out of her seat and to squeeze him like a teddybear, and as in you could never guess that he could have you in a helpless laughing fit if your body had at least some level of sensitivity.“That is… reassuring,” the rich, deep, dark-blue alicorn to the other side of her said, slipping into the soft restraints with a decent deal less anxiety, and spotting a slightly more revealing light blue dress, “I’m sure we can trust your judgement. We shall…” she cast a multi-meaning glance over to the colt, who blushed generously (and adorably) in reponse, “...see if Twilight was right about you.Princess Cadence, the light-pink Crystal alicorn that completed the quatra, remained silent, fitting herself into the seat nonetheless. She was, perhaps, the most aware of the sensitive connotations of the activity they were partaking in, and seemed the most unsure of the three. Twilight wondered why - after all, she was the one who knew the most about so-called “kinks”. The possible answer to it… made her all the more eager to get things started.Once her well-fit, slightly unathletic (albeit slender) young body was comfortable in the special elevated chair (that, as the found, had hand-stocks at the top - sure to be devious, he was), the alicorn made a deep breath and relaxed. She knew she’d need that - the next thing she knew was that her stocks were locked with an excitingly demoralizing “klunk” of the metal, teasingly heart-shaped padlock. “Does anyone have any last second thoughts? You won’t be judged if you want to opt out of it now, don’t worry. It’s completely natural to be shy in such a scenario, even for ponies of your stature,” the owner of the Leather Emporium spoke in a calming tone, sure to help rid the others of their uncertainties. Somehow, Twilight could tell that the proposition of release was only going to fasten the deal.“No, we’re… quite alright. We can trust Twilight’s judgement,” Luna answered.“Y-yes, this couldn’t hurt. There are definitely worse ways to spend a night,” Celestia replied as well.“I… I should be fine,” Cadence finally spoke, somewhat sheepishly.“Very good then! I will begin with a demonstration,” Flicker spoke with excitement, and turned to Twilight, “in which Twilight Sparkle is going to assist me, if she so kindly would.”The butterflies in her stomach were more than tangible. It was all leading up to this - and it couldn’t wait any longer. She was the exhibition piece to demonstrate the things that were to happen to all of them in the exquisite, homely, completely sound-proof room. All of it while they were fit with magic-dampening rings, the only failsafe in Flicker’s own possession. “I… of course. Let’s…” Twilight gulped and could hear Luna snicker, watching her rather intently, “...get to the fun, I guess!”Her nervous grin shook a little bit as the very first part of the ordeal to come had begun.The colt stood in front of her, smiling warmly in the way that he so disarmingly did, and looked at her in a calming manner. He would definitely have been considered sweet and nice, if not for his hands, which had begun to slowly, excrutciatingly remove Twilight’s shoes, teasing her with the anticipation, and letting the others see just what it could do to them. Of course, the anticipation wasn’t a negative feeling, but the rampaging butterflies in her stomach certainly wanted out…“Mmm… Your feet had not gotten any worse, even in all the holiday ruckus. Such a good sight to see,” he teased her, “I was missing the sight.”“M-mihister Flicker…” Twilight blushed, “Come on, this isn’t…”“Oh, are you so eager to start?” Flicker Feather tilted his head with a smile, and had begun the comfy torture of Twilight Sparkle.She’d assumed she would be ready for it when it started - she was wrong. Just the mere impact of his index fingers on the edges of her feet curled her mouth into a grin, and caused her to squeak helplessly. That was, once again, just two fingers on the very outer edges.There were two things that they learned back at the fair when she had her first go. One of them was that Twilight was remarkably, perhaps uniquely, sensitive on her soles. No kidding about that. Even compared to the rest who had their turn that day, the purple alicorn was comfortably in the leaders. Perhaps almost as comfortably as the gentle, unobtrusive padding prevented her from being hurt by the inevitable squirming that came with the squeaks and helpless whimpers.“Eeeeeeheheeeep! Nnnohohoooo…” she shook her head with the widest smile, her hands grabbing the arm rests hard, still free to move around.“Awww, but would you want to set such a bad example?” Flicker teased gently, smiling right in her widening eyes as the struggling mare was advanced further into her spotlight time.“HAHAAHEHEHEHEHEHHIIIIIIIIIP!” her whole body buckled as ten fingers treaded her sensitive soles, a far cry from the gentle build-up that was normally just a form of teasing, but a solid method of tickle torture for the likes of her.She shook her fists in the air and wiggled all she could, having completely foregone any indecision or anxiety about being exposed to her colleagues in such a way - at the moment, with gentle, yet strong fingers passing gently over her heels, arches, balls, and insteps, there was little to her mind but:“THIHIHIHIHS TICKLEHEHEHEEAAAAAAAHIHIHIS!” Twilight almost squawked out, and then, in an absolutely adorable manner, managed to gulp and add, “SOHOO MUCH!”She threw her head back and forth, noticing the part amused part surprised expressions on the other Pricnesses’ faces. Oh, if they were just as pristine and stuck-up as they were mostly imagined, they’d have stopped it there and then and left. However, there was a reason why Twilight even attempted to bring them in - they were, after all, much like all the others. In fact, they’ve had many more years to develop these things.In short, they could tell if someone was having fun. Or at least some of them definitely could.Because the second thing that was rather qucikly figured out back at the fair was that Twilight Sparkle, despite being absolutely, near-literally, explosive, happened to adore this sort of treatment! To a rather surprising extent, too. Her rational mind circled in fits of hysteria at the merciless, slow, gentle passing of the fingers over all of her soles, not focused quite yet - and the rest of it was completely engulfed in the feeling of helplessness and being forced to laugh through the electric, unstoppable sensation. “Now, isn’t someone having fun? Such a cute sight,” Flicker spoke up through her squealing and giggling, and tore her out of the fantasies which were far beyond what the Emporium could legally offer, “I’d feel so mortified if I had to let you down, Princess.”The young alicorn, who had been shaking her fists in the air and thumping on the arm rests, breathed heavily for a few seconds as the tickling had relented. She stared her watering eyes at the expert stallion seated in front of her utterly defenseless… pretty much everything, and panted excitedly. And then Flicker Feather had, by his personal power rankings, finally begun actually tickling.“AAAAAIIHIHIHHIHHAAAAAH!! EEEEEEEEEEKKKHHHPPPP! HAHAHAHOHONOOOOOOOO!”He’d begun to scrabble more than just glide, and focused much more on the parts that were, by some miracle, even more ticklish than the others - he all but squeezed laughter out of her. He would pass from the arch, to the upper balls, to the insteps, all in an impersistent motion of fingers, never stopping, and never remaining in one place for long. Twilight had no way of ever getting used to it, even if he’d go on for hours!“Is she… um, are you sure if this is—” Celestia spoke up with slight concern, shifting in her seat, almost as if thinking of fidgeting out of the restraints. She was, however, drowned out by Twilight’s helpless laughter - but her words were heard.“HIIHIHIHIPHH!”“You shouldn’t worry, it is completely fine. Just look at her - she certainly doesn’t look uncomfortable to me,” Flicker answered, slowing down to give the purple alicorn a good few seconds of breath - in part because he himself was anxious to make a good impression.“Eeeeheheheheee…”“She’s fine, trust me, I can tell,” Luna smiled at her sister somewhat vaguely, visibly exhibiting a lot less uncertainty than any of the rest.“See, Princess? Your student is completely safe in my hands,” he nodded happily, and returned to much more active torment, “I hope I’m not discouraging you.”“AAAAAEEHHHH NONONOTAGAAAHAHAHAAAIN!”“Heheh… Not at all,” Luna assured.Celestia, for herself, decided to join Cadence (who had been sitting silently and somewhat nervously for the past minutes) and not make an answer.Twilight, in the meantime, had worked up a pretty good sweat, and her smile was going from adorably expressive to slightly deranged. For her type of ticklee, it was a good sign - she had a strong psyche and took much longer to be tickled into absolute distress, when it no longer was pleasant, at least not immediately. This meant that her outer defenses were completely broken, and now all she had to do was kick back and laugh, as opposed to when all those nasty thoughts got in the way.“OOOHOHOHHHH MMYYHHAHAHAHEAHAHAHH GGGUGUHGUHUHUHUHAAAH!”Flicker, however, was to maneuver into the perfect rhythm for driving Twilight to a good point. Not that point, no… Not till the very end. She could tell that he had a plan for her - despite being one of the gentlest, kindest ponies she’d met in her life, he definitely had a bit of a devious streak when it came to his speciality.Too bad that when her fears proved true and his fingers reached for the hopelessly wiggling, shapely, well-defined toes, she was no longer able to form a coherent sentence if she tried.“AEEEIIEEEAAAAHH! KKKHEHEHEHEHAAAAAIIIIIOOOOHOHOHHHHHHOHOAHHAHAH!”Yes, this was the downfall of many a ticklee - and she was definitely no exception. This was the spot of torment, where a tickler would go if they were truly getting serious. If they wanted to turn their “captive” into an utterly hopeless laughter pump, and have them take their time to recover once it was over… if it was over.So it was all the more conspicuous that Flicker Feather was so eager to show what a ticklee driven to her limit was like only after ten minutes’ worth of showcasing the wonders of tickling. Now, to be fair, that was only the FIRST limit… This was the limit of consent - past there, it was not unheard of for the captive to become almost mindless, and for the experience to become a little bit uncomfortable. There were definitely limits to break past then, and some specified in that exact thing, but such cruelty was not on the menu.“Ooohhh dear, I don’t think I can even take laughing so much…” Celestia spoke up, watching Twilight erupt into rivers of rapidly hightening laughter, forced out by Flicker’s fingers moving expertly along the toe stems and digging in just a little at the pads.“Hihihhhihihhihhihihi! AAAH! HHHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAH!”“Ah, please, you underestimate yourself,” Luna grinned at her smugly, almost as if she wasn’t also on the list for that night, “It’s all going to be fine. Or are you… ungh, how do they say it?..”“Chicken?” the friendly colt (currently tickle torturing a helpless young purple alicorn past her limit breaks and into mild insanity) budged in.“HHHHHHHHKKHKHKHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHH! HEEEEEEEEEE! HHHOOOH NONOT THEEEEEEEHEHHEERE”“Yes, thank you. Are you chicken, Celestia?”“Hrmpf. Please stop teaching her. She keeps using these phrases all the time. I suspect it’s mostly to embarass me,” the white alicorn replied, trying to ignore the fact that her beloved student was being tickled for their amusement. What was even harder to ignore was that this amusement was definitely being had. Finally, Twilight’d completely lost track of time, space, and reality, and her whole world became the tickling sensation, kept in place by restraints that wouldn’t even give her the distraction of pain. Horrifying on paper, it was the signal that she had finally broken past the limit - within her, that’d become obvious. Flicker, however, only had a few tells to follow, but, being an expert, he noticed them instantly. Her heaving tongue and noticeably leaking eyes were suspect - this was where he would stop if he was to be kind.“Aaand… this is how it goes, my ladies,” he announced warmly, slowing down on the tickling so as not to throw Twilight from one extreme to the other, and gently ending in a pat on the two suffering feet, “Twilight has done an amazing job for us. I could not have demonstrated the benefits any better with anyone else. As you can see, this is completely safe, a good workout, a wonderful way to spend the time… and very fun. Isn’t it, Twilight?” he teased, having stood up from where he sat and walked to the alicorn’s side, tugging her cheek softly.“Heeeeeeahhh… phhfffff… hhheheheh… I’m… I’m alright! Phhhhff… I’m fine,” she nodded weakly and continued to regain breath.“Well, isn’t that enough proof? What will you say?” Flicker Feather turned to the other three and wagged his tail in anticipation. “I say… this is going to do just fine. I intend to remain,” Luna nodded to him with more than a single move of her eyelashes.“Well… I am not going to give Luna any more reason to tease me. She isn’t leaving me a choice,” Celestia smiled and shrugged, weaseling out of an admission of being excited for the fortune (or torture) to come.“I… uhm… I… Can I go last?” Cadence spoke up at last, rubbing her fingers together, looking at the others with definite uncertainty. Surprisingly, she did not opt out at all.“By all means,” Flicker nodded, happy to oblige, now that everything had gone better than it could have, “I will, of course, try to be adaptive to your needs. Twilight here, for instance, was one of the most ticklish ponies I’d seen in a while - so, of course… I went easy on her,” he teased, knowing that he was definitely in enough of a trust zone to be allowed to do that, “But I will figure out your specialties, ladies. Don’t worry. Now…”Twilight was still rather out of it, breathing deep with a large smile on her face, her eyes closed. She was tickled just a little bit out of her mind - but she caught what happened next anyway.“...I will set us up with some pleasant background music, and we will continue.”“Heeeey… Hey… Hey! Heeheheheee! Hiiip… haaahahah!”And with that, Twilight Sparkle continued to squeak, giggle, and laugh for almost the entire remainder of the group session. She was not returned to with tickling of the magnitude that she was the first to receive, but a pair of soft, fluffy feathers kept her company, controlled remotely by the unicorn, skilled enough in telekinesis and having had a good lot of practice. To her luck, she had been mostly desentesized - they tickled nowhere near as bad as they could have, instead giving her a teasing feeling, and something to giggle over repeteadly, with no end in sight. The restraints on her arms tied themselves up, preventing her from moving too much until it was over - more so that she wouldn’t tire herself out too much than anything else. Also, because it made her limitless feather torment all the more adorable to look at for those who waited for their turn.And never once did she ask him to stop.Or, well, he never heard her ask.Princess Celestia, for instance, could get rather loud.---Her expression, more stoic than not, and assumedly unassuming, was shaken significantly, when the colt came next to her.She smiled at him with a smile as serene and untroubled as possible.“Oh… I thought we were going to have a draw of sorts…” Princess Celestia looked at Flicker, choosing words as carefully as she could so as not to betray her posture much.“I presumed to take a small bit initiative, milady,” he smiled in return - evidently, the colt had warmed up to them, and was getting in on the intertwining teases, “I see your sister is giving you trouble.”“Heehehehehehe… Heeeeep!” Twilight, in the meantime, and for all that remained, was their soundtrack and an adorable little sight to rest one’s eyes upon… as they were probably being tickled just as well.“Ah… how does that raise my priority?..”“Well, she wouldn’t be so cocky to tease you if you had gone ahead of her,” Flicker visibly stifled a wink, Celestia could tell - still a little shy of figures the importance of herself and… everyone else, really.“Oh, well, would you not say that out loud then? She is right there,” the solar Princess whispered back conspicuously, glaring at her sister, who was quite literally within an arm’s reach of her, “Of course, I volunteer to go first,” she said out much louder.The unicorn stallion had to choke a chuckle as Luna blew a raspberry in her direction and looked away in exaggerated disdain.“Oh dear,” the owner of the salon said in the level, gentle voice that he kept on throughout the whole self-imposed ordeal, “I will be honest with you all, I expect you to be much more… restrained, about all this.”“Well, we are,” Luna said bluntly, still not looking at either of them.“I guess, Mr. Flicker,” Celestia had begun in an almost lecturing tone of voice, which then very quickly began to shake and drop, “w-we really just w-want to have fun, much like e-he-heveryone else…”The reason for tha was that he had begun to remove her gilt shoes, and expose her pristine feet to be left bare in the tightly secured stocks.“Indeed,” he answered, taking a seat in front of her, “Although I will still treat you as royalty. You deserve little less…”It took her effort not to blush outright - the comment was rather clearly directed at her feet. A mild number of sizes bigger than those of the other alicorn Princesses, they were still in very much the same near-perfect condition, with regular pedicures keeping them an absolute pleasure to look at - let alone touch. Her toenails were clean of paint, blending rather wonderfully into the white frames of the feet. The toes were not too long, perhaps even on the shorter side, but they fit the un-humble sizes of the feet to a very well-polished T.“Ahem… Heheh… That is a matter of opinioooOAAAHHHEHAHAHAHH! Mr. FlickeeeeEEEER!” she was interrupted mid-near-perfectly-serene reply by the movement of his finger up her sole, starting from the heel.Dear golly, watching it happen was one thing, but experiencing it in such a scenario was quite another!“HAAAAAH!” Celestia’s so often seen stern, serene image had begun to break into little pieces as she was thrown into a big grin and her hands couldn’t help but make fists at her sides - a lot like her student, in fact, “Ohhhhh what have I gotten myself intooooooooooo…”“A lot of fun,” her sister said in a mocking tone, clacking her tongue at the sight of how just a few fingers gliding almost aimlessly up and down the big soles solved all of Celestia’s somber image problems she had back in the morning.“Oh, how many things I can do with these… Hmm… Now, what if we try this?..” Flicker’d decided to be a bit more verbal for the Princess who clung desperately to being this sort of implacable idol that had no way of being moved by things earthly, “Oooh, yes…”“Try whaaaAAAAT? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! HAAAAHAHAHAHHHHHHHHHAHAA! AAAAH!” Celestia broke into throaty laughter and a beyond-savorable facial expression of incredible shock and frantic grinning, taken aback by the sensations.“Oh, Princess, and this is just a tiny little spot,” Flicker shook his head, wiggling his fingers softly in the intersections between the middles and the arches of the feet, “Imagine what we can do with all of them?”“HOOOHHH NOOOOO! HOW IS THIS EEHEHEHEHEHEHAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHHAHA!” the Princess was thrown back into her seat rather hard, punching the soft armrests, and laughing into the ceiling. To her, it felt like all the tickling she’d ever taken in all her thousands of years of life had arrived to torment her all at once - to Flicker Feather, this was just his fingers, raking very slowly up and down the spacious white feet.“EHEHEHAHAHAH NOOO!”She threw her head back, her mouth open wide and laughing all the while. No matter how hard she banged on the armrests, there was just no relief. The feeling was intense and exhilarating, and her eyes grew much wider than before, much more seldom blinking. “Oh, come on, Princess, is it really so bad? I’m barely touching you…” Flicker asked almost caringly, effectively turning a tease into much more of the same - Celestia knew full well that this was the intention, and him sounding as kind as he did nearly lured her mind down the path he built. The path that, in particular, meant that she’d soon be asking him to do so harder.When her half-hysterical mind came to that conclusion, the solar Princess realized that she had to take the situation into her own hands. She would not let something like this just guide her mind so easily, she was a ruler for crying out loud! What worth was she if the feeling of all those gentle fingers meticulously scrubbing and rubbing the entirety of her hopelessly exposed bare soles was turning her into a laughing ball? No, she was not going to let that happen. It wasn’t like the feeling was completely impossible to resist - just a good lot of willpower to redirect her thoughts from what was happening to her as she sat in the cozy restrain chair...“OKAHAHAHAHY I GEHEHEHET IIIEHEHEHET, YOU CA— AAAAHHAAHAHEHEHEHAHAHAHHA!”...barely a foot away from her sister, who was very much enjoying the spectacle, and whose hands were completely free.In hindsight, she really should have expected it.“LUUUUHUHUHUHAAHAHAHAHHA!!!”“Oh, what? What? You looked like you were thinking, am I interrupting?” her sister shot at her smugly as Celestia was completely taken aback by the turn of events. “Oh dear,” was the only thing that the stallion directly responsible for the mirthful mind programming said to comment with, simply smiling at the sight of hopelessness.“YOHOHOHOHOU!!! STOP THAAAAAHAHAH— HAHAHEHEEHAHAAAAAAH! THAAAAAT!” Celestia screeched at her sister in a completely strained up voice, her eyes nearly shooting out of their sockets, and her hands having finally begun to try and fight back. “Well, you can’t make me! Cheep-cheep-cheep, cheeeeep!”Finally, Celestia was legitimately shot into proper insanity, as she laughed madly, arching her back, and desperately fighting off the assault of pressing fingers on her sides, also poking her ribs. She had never been tickled so hard - that was a statement which went for the previous part of her turn.This, there was simply no comparison for.The tickling caused its effects on her physique as well - despite the throaty, deep laughter, Celestia went rather weak in the limbs. Normally her strength would have been considerably admirable - being sort of a demigod clearly helped - and she could even possibly have broken the stocks if given enough time, but with this… Her weak slaps barely affected Luna’s work. As a matter of fact, her main problem was that she had to lean to the side in order to get to the white alicorn’s ticklish tummy, ribs, navel, and armpits better. “AAAAAUHUHEHEHAHHEEHEHE! NOOOHOHOHOHHO! WHHYYYYY?!”“Well, I’m having fun!” Luna announced, her tongue sticking out in a gesture of effort.“As your sister just said,” Flicker had to raise his voice in order to be heard over the cacophony of laughter, “It’s for fun. You agreed, yourself!”She threw her head back and forth, the ethereal strands even hitting her sister in the face a few times, but the possible change of tactics it implied went unnoticed. Celestia did hear his words, and realized something that made her white cheeks go even more rouge than they already were.This was fun, actually.She did go along with it from the beginning, but primarily because she recognized no threat in it and wanted to appeal to Twilight. After all, there was also the factor that with her age - quite a number, despite her perrenial youth - it was quite easy to become a conservative grouch and deny entry to any new things. Which, for a ruler such as her, was a very bad idea. In other words, she got into the stocks to try something new and because she knew it would ultimately not be harmful.“HAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAAAAH!”The fact that it would, in fact, leave her laughing helplessly, under relentless assault, breathing heavily, and incapable of thinking about very much for very long, sounded like something that could easily make her avoid that.And yet, for reasons Celestia could not quite identify at the moment (having gentle, gentle fingerpads circle her arches and less gentle fingernails scrabbling in her armpits was a good part of the reason for that), that was exactly what made this something she would most definitely want to do again.“Okay, okay, Prin— Luna, stop it now. This is going to be a touch too much.”“Oh… Well, so be it. I was just getting into it. Such a shame.”The solar Princess’ eyes were closed as she slumped back in her chair, her head on her shoulder and her chest heaving very visibly. They backed off, and her mind was empty.“Not to worry. Because right now…”So many years she’d lived, and never before did anything like this happen. How could she miss out on that? This was so… unusual. So exciting.As a matter of fact, now that she’d been breathing steadily for almost twenty seconds, the tickling was almost something she’d begun to miss. Almost as if she wanted them to continue.“...I believe I know just the thing.”But when she opened her eyes and saw a pair glowing massage roller with dulled edges approach her soles, the more primal part of her mind made a 180-degree turn and the Princess yelped out before they even impacted her.“Ohhohohohhoh… Yeees, I think she would explode if we helped any at all,” Luna’s interested and mortifyingly appreciative voice added enough of a teasing element to Celestia, who’d gone back to laughing, as the non-sentient slightly cool metal treaded her sensitive feet, for her to stop thinking once again.“Aaahahahaehehehahah! Aaaaah! Hohohehehaaaa noooo!..”“I’m glad you understand. It’s easy to get carried away in a case such as this.”“Whhhahaahahaahhyyyyyyy?!”“Are you leaving her like Twilight?” Luna must have pointed at the other alicorn, who still giggled in half-slumber at the infinitely less tickling feathers on her own feet - compared to what Celestia was receiving, of course.“Oh, no, of course not. I’m just…”The metal rollers were so much unlike his fingers - she knew they would not stop, they had no sentience, they were merely moved by the pre-programmed levitation pattern. Oh, they could just never stop - and her feet… Being bigger than the others, they were slightly more thick-skinned as well. Flicker figured that out, he did - all of his tickling was delivered in a quiet, calm, gentle manner, not pressing in too hard… which got her to laugh like mad.Pressing in too hard would have actually tickled. A lot. Yes, that was her feet on what was essentially low sensitivity settings.And the almost animal gawk and screech she was giving out after slightly over a minute of the rollers, her fists static in the air, told enough of a story of their own.It was safe to say that Celestia’s session was over, for nobody wanted to have the sun stay down for at least a whole day. Which it would have had they continued just a few minutes more.---Princess Luna of the night shifted in her seat and smiled when the rather charming young stallion approached her. “Well, now then… This is your turn, Luna,” he announced with a similar smile to her own.“Oh, no, whatever shall I do?..” she asked him almost mockingly, looking the colt straight in the eyes.And then she remembered that he was, after all, not quite as roguish and perverted as stereotypes told her salon owners should be, and simply sighed with a smile when he blushed bright pink.“I’m jesting, I’m jesting,” Luna reassured him, setting herself up a bit more casually in the seat, “I believe I am not going anywhere.”“Nope,” he smiled back at her, visibly relieved by her good humor, and went to her side, shielding the still-recovering solar Princess with himself. Luna was somewhat wishing that she’d get to see her pant like she so adorably did, but the interest in why he would come so close to her prevailed.“Mr. Flicker?..”“Oh, well… Remember how Celestia said you’d never let her live it down if you went first, and I helped her?” Luna nodded in response, beginning to grin, “Well, I… I have switched my allegiance. I think,” he put a hand on the up-till-then unused pair of holes at the top, “that there is still a way for you to at least go even with her.”“Mmm… and how would that be?” the Princess asked slyly, tilting her head, and guessing the answer already.“Let me have your hands, dear lady, and we’ll figure it out,” he said in an almost comically courteous tone of voice, and was gladly assisted. Luna inserted her arms into the upper stocks, which were then solidly locked, and sat now with no movement coming out of any relevant part of her hands.Her grin trembled a little - although that was mainly from excitement.Princess Luna had, perhaps, the most fortunate vision of the event of all the Princesses.She, for one, absolutely adored the whole idea, and was more than eager to go. Being in control over the night, and passing others’ dreams, more often than not entering in on… specific scenarios, it was an “if you can’t beat them - join them” scenario when it came to kinks. And Luna was very fortunate to have been born a member. She had always found appeals in the more unusual of pleasures - fetishes, simply speaking. Her personal favorites were restrainment, power play, and… a number of others that would be a touch too lewd. Tickling was something she’d barely ever encountered before, and the sheer idea made her smile with interest. If there was anyone expressing any doubt over their involvement, that was not her.In fact, the grin on her face, as she sat restrained in hands and legs, wearing a dress that readily exposed her belly and sides, and with her sockless feet stuck in perhaps the most comfortable pair of stocks she had ever seen, was rather genuine. Better yet, she was already taking action of her own. Flicker Feather was visibly surprised to find her dangling one of her shoes on the tips of her toes - he was rather directly invited into the action. “My, aren’t you an eager one to start, Luna,” he said with amusement, having at last managed to drop the “Princess” for the time being.“I have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about,” she said, with a perfect idea of what he was talking about.The colt shook his head and gently helped the shoes off the feet, clunking them on the floor. The spectacle did not stop there. Luna knew she’d made a good impression already - sure to deserve his attention - and did not intend to stop.As he observed the feet, she helpfully wiggled and flexed her toes, wrinkling and unwrinkling the soles. Basically, she was showing off without much shame. There was something to show off, too - being in wonderful shape, a few sizes smaller than her sister’s but still considerably big, adorned with a few pieces of foot jewelry in the form of an anklet and a toe ring on the middle right toe, and dark blue paint on the perfectly sized toenails, her bare feet could well pass for divine by some definitions. And she was a demigod, anyway, so they were halfway there no matter what.“Tsk, tsk, tsk…”“Hm?”“That just won’t do.”“What?” she asked in surprise, worried momentarily that she may have done something wrong.“These feet are simply not being tickled every hour of the day. That is unacceptable,” Flicker said calmly as his fingers had begun to crawl up from the heels to the toes - much more decidedly than with the other Princesses.“Mmmhahaahh! Ooohooohhhhhhhahaaaaaaaa!!!” she yelped and gasped in response, shaking reflectively in the softly padded seat of no escape.Oh, dear, this was something.“Mmmm… yes, I can see… There is no way this should be legal,” the colt continued to almost coo, having taken her left foot in one of his hands and begun to tickle it all over with the other, so that there was no getting away, “I am absolutely convinced that there is not allowed to be a single moment of the day when these feet are not being tickled.”“Oohohohhhohohoh! Ooooaaaaaahhhhhehehehaaaaah! GOOOHOOOOHHHHH!!” her smile got especially wide when he’d begun to scrub at the arch intermittently, moving his fingers so fast her nerves barely got up to speed with them.“By right, you should always have soft, menacing, tender fingers and feathers working over every…” he’d begun to demonstrate, taking a single index finger, but moving it around so fast and wiggling it with just enough power, and delivering her tickles to all the worst parts - the upper arch, the undertoes, the inbetweens, the instep, and even the sides of the heel (one she’d never thought a dedicated tickler would even find!).“HOHOHOHHHHHOO! OOOOHHEHHEHEHEHEHH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA—” “...single…” the grin on his face became more than evident as he struggled for control with Luna’s desperately jerking foot, still holding it with one hand.“GUAAHAHAHAHH! EEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEAAAAAEEEEEEKKKKKKHHHHHHH! Haaaaaaoohohohohohooho… aaaaaaaaah!”“...inch…” he increased his intensity greatly, turning the ready butterflies in Luna’s stomach into a murderous storm of jittery bats, and sending them to every bit of her body, filling her with laughter to a rather literal degree, “...of their sensitive skin. Oh boy, do I have a lot of tickle time lost to compensate for…”“OOOOOHHHH DEEEEHHEHEEAR BLLOOHOHOHOHHHH—” the stocks shook under the impact of a near-immortal’s mirthful struggles, Princess Luna laughing out loud, each second turning it into more of a gasp than a laugh.And that was just a single finger on just a single foot.“I’d best not waste any time,” he said, and Luna was thrown from endless tickling for starters into endless tickling for nightmares.Within just a few seconds, her feet had come under assault from every single singer Flicker had. Where a single index one caused her bad, bad giggles and nearly turned her to moans…Well, she had no idea how long it went for, but the amount of begging she easily could have done that went through her head hinted at a few hours of brain activity. Most of them, admittedly, came from sessions she’d accidentally listened in on, and were rather situational.“Please, I’ll do anything!”“Please, I’ll never tell anyone of this if you stop!”“Please, I’m innocent!”“Please, I’ll knight you if you stop!”“Please, let me go!”It was all too bad that neither could Luna talk, nor did any of these apply.Because even as helpless laughter took her, shaking in the stocks, she knew that she was completely fine with it, and would endure it in any quantity for any amount of time. Flicker Feather had officially earned her seal of approval for his business and tickling as a whole.Now, all she had to do was kick back, laugh, and enjoy.“OOOAHAHAHAHAH! Nooohohohohohoooohhahahahahahahhaahhahahah! AAAAAAAAAAA! EEEEEEEE!”“I, Luna, the next vowel is I.”“IIIIIIII KKNOOHOHOHOHOHOOHOOOOOW!”“Oh, good, you covered O already…”“I’m glad to see you’re already on your feet,” Flicker said, and Luna’s poor, mostly laughing mind, was completely confused.Who was she talking to if Flicker only spoke this one time?“WhahahahahahahahhHHOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHHOO”“Oh… dear me, I have to say, that is only for the physiology. Quite the punishment you’ve chosen for me.”“Umm, well…” the tickling had stopped for a brief moment, and she breathed in heavily.“I don’t mean it negatively. Not at all. It’s all fine,” Celestia said with a pant still audible in her words.“EEEEEEEEEEEEEK! Aaahahahahahohoho!”“Oh,” Flicker replied, and her own session of helpless feet against tireless fingers continued, “I was afraid you’d find me cruel.”“No, not at all… especially not now,” the rare bit of venom in her sister’s speech was clear even for the Luna who was very much being tickled to absolute bits, her ears even drooping to her cheeks.“I am so glad to hear that. Now, if—” the colt was clearly more than happy to casually talk over Luna’s “NOOOOHOHOHOHOH!”s and “EEEHEHAAAAAHHOHOHOHOHOHOH!”s, but he seemed to have been cut short. Luna herself couldn’t tell, since a portion of her mane went over her eyes, and at the moment, there wasn’t enough control in her movements to even get rid of it.“Ooooh. That is… more than doable,” Flicker spoke again, and it became clear that all Celestia had to do was glance at him with that glance she had.That must have been the plan from the start.Surely he wouldn’t just have stuck by the feet for so long - how long was it, ten minutes of constant tickling? - after having restrained her hands.Oh, no, they had plans. He never changed his allegiance. He was working for the enemy all along! Metaphorically speaking. “Well, hello there… Luna,” Luna herself had given up on any thoughts of it remaining a pleasant tickle torture session, and accepted that she was being taken just as far as all the others - perhaps, even further.“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”“Shhh,” her sister had commanded her, still panting a little in a morbidly cute way, “Now, where were we. Oh, right, you decided to stab me in the back… like you always do… every time…”Luna’s eyebrows shot even higher up than they already were when her sister’s slender, strong fingers reached her sides, and it occured to her that wearing an invitingly open dress was perhaps not the best idea when her sister was promoted to tickler.“AHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA!” the Princess of the Night shouted panickingly when practically half of her body had fallen under the inescapable tickles.“Oh, really? What does she do to you?” Flicker asked, barely slowing the speed on the feet down.“I… don’t recall a single… time… I would have ANYTHING left… when I go out during dinner…” her still rather sweaty sister had managed to sneak her snout over the bit of the top that the arm stocks did not take up and now spoke right in Luna’s ear as much as she could, “...all those cakes, Luna. And never once did you apologize.”“EeeeeeEEEEKEKEKEEEEEEK! AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”“That is… horrible,” Flicker commented with a gasp, pointing a fingernail forward and working it over the base of the toes once more.“And how often… do you steal… from my WARDROBE,” Celestia’s hunting arms had found Luna’s belly button and started to wiggle in there, with little respect paid to how she was already getting bug-eyed, “Changing colors of my clothes and then claiming they’re yours is NOT what you do when you want a new skirt! They are MINE…”“PLLEEEEHEEHEHHEHEAHAHAHAHAHAHAH”“...and you never apologize. Not even when I specifically…”“How awful of her,” the tickling on her feet had stopped and been replaced with temporary rubbing to bring teasing relaxation to the poor alicorn that was still being tickled without mercy, and then it all went away - not that she could even notice anymore.“...SPECIFICALLY tell you that these cupcakes on the tray in my chambers, on my writing desk, near my bed - yes, the ones that I specifically mark with “NOT FOR LUNA” - are mine… and then I come back to find NONE OF THEM.”“CEEEHEHHEHEHEEELLLYYYYYYY!! PLELEHEHHEEAASE I DOOOHOHOHOH”“There is no forgiveness,” Celestia said in the coldest tone of voice one could have while tickling their naughty sister silly.“OOOOOOOOOHHOHOHOOHH!”“And the next vowel is U.”“YOOHOHOHOHOOHOHOOU EEEEEEVVVVIILLLL—”“Almost right.”They remained like this, one tickling the other all over the place, even getting a few good squeezes at the inner thighs - somewhere Flicker wouldn’t have allowed himself to - and even a few seconds of teasing at the breasts - somewhere Flicker wouldn’t have even TRIED in a situation as public as this.Flicker, however, seemed to be gone, and Luna was left completely to Celestia’s mercy. Somehow, the loss of a person she hadn’t known for a day and who had mostly been tickling her and her collegues silly was rather panic-inducing, especially with how that left her completely restrained… alone with her sister who knew all the worst spots.Alone, safe for Cadence, who had been squirming in her seat and watching patientily, and for Twilight, who had somehow still not stopped giggling even though by right, anyone’s feet would have begun to desentesize by then.And then he returned.She looked at him.“Oh no no no no n NOOHOHOHOHAAAAAH! NOOOOOO! I’LL DO AAAAAAAAAA—”A backscratcher was something she was familiar in the unintended uses of. Oh, the pangs and scrubs it could deliver to… places. But FOUR of them inauguarted the kink-happy, teasing, inviting, and overall happy to be tickled Princess into a scream queen rather quick.“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGLHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” was the only sound she made, right at the very start of it, that could not be boiled down to “AAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHHAHAH!”, “OOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOH!” or “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” in varying degrees, volumes, and manners.Two of them scratched her ever-sensitive feet, two more did so, much faster, on the armpits, and added to that were fingers at both the tops and heels of her feet and on her tummy.They certainly teased her as they went about it, but Luna was a bit busy to discern the teasing.For the next ten to fifteen (to thirty? who knew!) minutes, she definitely was.And when it was all over, there was a pretty good reason why everyone took a break and, upon returning to Canterlot Towers, some parts of her wardrobe were different.---Cadence had just about a full hour of watching her fellow Princesses get tickled to various levels of insanity. This had to have seemed so nonchalant, so tame, in comparison to what she knew of the world of love. She was born an expert. All things amourous, Cadence knew very well. And it would take either a child or a very naive, stuck-up individual, to think that these don’t entail some… grimier things.She certainly knew a lot. Much more than even Luna did. In the spectrum of activities of the heart, prolonged, restrained tickling was barely even odd.So there had to have been a very good reason why she was the one to be timid and unsure when entering what was, in essentiality, a tickling salon. And now she was alone… safe for Twilight, who was still in her seat, and almost dog-panting from the light laughter that had been being extracted from her for all this time. The sisters had left to the upper level - they certainly moved much more than anyone else and required a few snacks to regain energy and wind down before leaving in general.“Well, that… had a happy ending,” Flicker said, stopping by her, last in the line, as was requested, “So… Cadence?”“Yes,” she said with her throat a little dry.“I suppose I have to ask, now… are you sure about this? You have been awfully quiet this whole time. Everyone else was having fun, but you… is something troubling you?” the colt asked her in a genuinuely caring tone of voice. “I… I’m… I’m a little scared,” the light pink alicorn with a mane of many colors, curling like cream at the end, admitted.“So… are you not going through with it? There will be nothing put against you if that’s the case. I was merely playing with Celestia and Luna when I teased them.”“No, no, I just… I need to gather the courage to say it,” she dropped her head, twiddling her thumbs as she spoke.The gaze cast upon her was clearly of understanding. He had to have had others like her before. He was also definitely curious what exactly her issue was.And it was silly.“I’m too sensitive.”Flicker Feather chuckled quietly, and barely managed to stop himself.“Really? Is that what frightens you?”“Y-yes. I fear… I fear that too much tickling could hurt me. And… I am going to struggle a lot. I… normally, I have control over myself, in most cases,” Cadence looked at him, expecting understanding in regards to her positon as the love expert and its implications, “But… not tickling. It is… shameful, I know. But… I think it’s best if you know this… For your information.”She blushed brightly, taking her already pink cheeks into deeper shades. This was so embarassing to her, she had to admit. Something like this… and she lost it, completely. It was part of the reason she didn’t like being barefoot very much, and why she tried to emphasize more on the… harsher ways of love. Completely capable of enduring even pain, she lost any semblance of composure when faced with light touches.Perhaps, she wasn’t even truly this ticklish - but she clearly was sensitive! Her mind yelped and screeched so much more than she did. Not that she wasn’t ticklish - her husband would definitely attest to the lies hidden within the statement - but it was, in truth, more of a mental block.She focused on her thumbs being twiddled and just didn’t want to think of what she just said, when suddenly, there was a mild weight applied to her lap and she was pulled into a warm hug.“Cadence… This is completely fine. Noone is going to judge you for it,” he looked at her calmly, cuddling the Princess up in a manner that she rather expertly knew was skilled and designed to comfort more than imply anything sexual, “I will, under no circumstances, do anything that could hurt or discomfort you. Even when I went harsh on your friends, that was only because I knew they liked it.”“I know.”“See?”“I mean… I mean, I know they liked it. I’m…” she smiled as well, “...a bit of an expert. They’re all so naughty,” the hug was working, that she could tell - some humor had returned to her.“That they are. But they had a lot of fun, ask any of them!” Flicker looked back at the mess that was Twilight and decided not to try and ask her anything, “The question is if you are comfortable enough to try the same.”“You… will be considerate, right?” Cadence asked yet again, to make sure.“I will. Can you trust me?” he asked in return, looking her in the eyes.She looked back for a few seconds, and sighed with determination.“Yes.”He stood up from her lap, and gave her a pat on the head before departing.“Very well then. Now, let’s see about how we’ll do it…”The unicorn sat himself by the stocks, placing himself so that Cadence would be able to see him well enough - not the usual hidden position, where the ticklee would need to guess and be driven crazy.Her shoes were very gently removed, and she still couldn’t help but blush once they were exposed.Of all of them, her feet were the second smallest - bigger only than Twilight’s. With an ever so slightly rounded shape, they looked considerably cuddly for someone with as much of an affinity for those bodyparts as Flicker, for instance, did. Her toenails were painted pink, and the foot care she employed was very evident. By some miracle - perhaps, Crystal techniques of some sort, - her pedicure outshone that of all the other Princesses combined. They looked nearly picturesque, and it was hard to believe that they really did exist, and weren’t just an overly perfect drawing. “Oh, my… that is pristine work,” Flicker made an understatement as they wiggled in front of him.“I… thanks. We do what we… wh—” Cadence caught herself mid-sentence and remembered that this was when Flicker liked to start suddenly tickling - sure enough his index fingers were already nearing the soles.“Wait, stop!” she shouted out just before the impact, and the colt looked at her with almost visible disappointment.“What’s wrong? Have you changed your mind after all?”“N… no. I… I forgot to say one thing. I… I am going to squirm. A lot. Very much,” Cadence spoke with her arms still outstretched in a “stop!” gesture, “I… I… I think you may want to restrain me fully first.”The unicorn nodded, and the Crystal Princess felt a definite air of respect in his notion. A few moments were spent fastening her arms to the rests, and her stomach to the seat - that, a separate ribbon was produced for - and, finally, another, smaller set of top-down stocks was placed on her legs, immobilizing her completely.This was her own idea, after all, so Flicker did not oppose. They both knew that it was for the better.Because as soon as a single finger touched her foot, Cadence screamed loud enough for the sisters above to hear and shout back down:“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH!”“WE’RE TRYING TO WATCH THE PARADE!”The sound that the restraint seat made when the finger connected to the sole was clear enough indication of how Cadence would definitely have hurt herself if left unrestrained. It was as if she was full of electricity. Not a rare sight, but… a single finger?The feet were not much better either. They twirled and wiggled so much that even a skilled tickler like Flicker couldn’t keep up with them. He’d managed to land a few more strokes, provoking somewhat similar responses, but eventually, he had to do the worst possible thing to do to a captive ticklee:“I fear I may have to tie your toes back.”“I… oohhh… I… fine, do it.”With each toe being strapped to the pad that was procured from the stocks - a unique mechanism, to be sure - Cadence felt more and more anxious, but tried to stay rational. It was all for her own good.So when the soles, now ever so much more taut, were touched again, she tried to draw her mind back from screaming and into laughter:“EEEEEEEEEEEHEHEHEHH! AAAAHHAAHHH! AH! HEEEEH! HEEEAAAH! HEH! HAH!”“Calm now… calm…”“HAAAH! HEHEHEH! AAAAH!”It was obvious now - all the bonus restrains truly were necessary. The creaking of the throne-chair and the sight of her face told this much of a tale. Her expressions jumped from mirth to despair to panic to confusion to begging to pleading without control - she had given herself up for Flicker’s torment, or pleasure.A very brave step for such an uncertain ticklee, but it clearly was for the better.Anyone more cruel than him would have decided to make her go insane. Even if she was, in reality, more scaredy than ticklish (Twilight was still more of a genuine squealer) - the jerking provided more by the sight and thought of what was happening - her feet were still such a delight to touch and tease that the chance to do so non-stop was unbelieveably hard to pass up. Flicker himself knew so many other specialists that would have kept her there for hours and made her like it - through pain, despair, and some mental breakdowns, yes, she’d still like it. That was also obvious.Cadence would enjoy it. She clearly already was. But… the pall of fear had to be taken off first.“Eeeeheahahh! Heeeeeep! Aiiihhhh!”And with him, it’d be done slowly, in a somewhat coddling way. Gentle and not anywhere near as torturous.His fingers passed over her soles in tranquil motions, wiggling from time to time to make her laugh and not just gasp and scream, always choosing places that gave the best reactions. That was standard procedure - only the best reactions for her were not the ones that made her scream and squeal. No, it was the ones that got her to laugh and shake the chair a lot less.“Heheheheheheh! Ahahah! Hehahah! Hah! Oooh! Hehehe!”She smiled right at her as his fingers completely forwent the insteps, balls, toes and arches in favor of the very tips of the toes, the middles, and the instep. Her heels got a lot of attention as well, and he would scrabble side-to-side, giving her a minute of concentrated tickling before beginning to very briefly rake all over her feet to see if her temper was being tamed.“Shhh… such a ticklish pony,” he cooed, lulling her into a calmer state of mind, so much unlike any other power-hungry tickler.“Heeeheehee!”They went on like this for such a long time - sweat manifested on both Cadence and him. Cadence was, expectedly, laughing all the while, and shrieking when he would unleash himself, each time so much tolerable than the last - and he was having to work a lot harder than he usually did.Being a tickler was hard enough. Tickling in such a specific way was quite another!Finally, they’d reached a point when Cadence was almost not shaking with terror at the thought of her feet being tickled, and Flicker knew that the fingers had to have been getting old. The Crystal Queen received a few moments of rest - and he procured something new to keep the ticklee taming up.“Eeeh… I… I… ohohoh… I’m… I’m alright.”“Very good. I’m very proud of you, little ticklish Cadence,” Flicker continued to tease her into the playful set of mind, and twirled his new find in his fingers to point attention to it - wishing to know if it was too much.It was a puffy set of fluff at the end of a stick - a repurposed duster, or a pom-pom. It looked soft and fluffy, something you would want to just dangle and touch. Pale purple in color, it looked appealing…...and Cadence was almost not afraid to find out how it felt on her feet.She just nodded.“Good ticklee,” the unicorn smiled in return, and started to work over her near-perfect, somewhat sweaty, partly redder feet, holding the tool in his hand.The utter exposure of the taut, bound up, stocked feet was a perfect contrast to the funny tickling sensation of the pom-pom. It moved around in such ways that caused her to simply peal out with laugher!“Aahahehehehehehh! Hheheheheheheh! Oohohohhhh stoohhohohop it yooouhuhuhuhh!”“Mmm, what’s the magic word?” the colt teased back, recognizing fully the notes of someone who was starting to genuinuely have fun.“Pleehehehehease!”“Please more?”“Nooooohohoho!”“Oh, no “please” then? I’ll continue…”She threw her head back and continued to laugh in bursts, slowly devoured by the tickling feeling. Soon enough, she felt both her feet under the electric sensations - the pom-pom switched places, and the other foot was not back under the fingers. “Heheheheheheheheh!”“Aw, you’re so much fun,” he assured her.And so the light tickling continued for a while.Soon enough, Cadence was no longer screaming - she just laughed. A clear smile on her face and no uncertainty in her movements, what few of them she could make, and the terrible tickling shyness was all but gone.Sure, it took about 25 minutes of extremely light and very thought-out tickling, but they got there.“Cadence…” she was asked by the pleasant voice she had begun to like a decent lot.“Heeehehehhehee?”“...how are you doing?”“I— ehehahahahah! I’m— ahehe! I’m… I’m having fuAAAHHEHEHEHH!”“Aaaaaawwwwww,” Flicker replied, having understood exactly what she meant to say, “see? Was this so bad?”“Noohohohoh! I— I reeeEHEHEHEHEally like this!”“You’re such a good sport, you know that? You did great,” she was complimented as the tickling powered down, and soon, turned into massaging touched and presses on the admittedly exhausted feet.“Hehe… thank you… you… you did well too.”“I know,” the colt said in a teasing manner, smiling at her.---It was noone’s surprise that when he woke up the next morning, with his clothes thrown all over the room, several cuddle bruises, and multiple layers of sweat covering his pleasured body, a note on the table said that his business had no way of going bang any longer.They even left him a few cupcakes.Too bad he mostly wanted to drink after all that they got up to after the session. And Luna chugged down most of the soda. He wasn’t sure if he only liked her more for it or not. ................
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