The Tickle Test

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Reese the Ram thought she knew exactly what she was getting herself into when Mistress Celene announced it was time for The Tickle Test. She was very, very wrong. Mistress Celene took her time securing Reese into a waist harness, a snug chest harness, and cuffs around her wrists and ankles. Reese lay stretched out on the cage beneath her as heavy, ice-cold steel chains were brought out one by one. **CLANK. CLANK. CLANK.** Each chain locked into place, leaving Reese with less and less room to squirm. She tugged against the restraints. Nothing. Mistress Celene simply smiled. Then came the wand. Celene secured it against Reese's thigh, adding one more relentless distraction before slowly circling her captive. Reese watched her every move, already laughing nervously before the first real tickle even began. And then--attack. Fingers darted across Reese's ribs, sides, stomach, thighs, feet--everywhere Mistress Celene could reach. There was seemingly no safe place. The second Reese twisted away from one sensation, Celene discovered another spot. Reese bucked against the chains, desperately trying to escape hands that always seemed to be one step ahead of her. Her laughter became uncontrollable. Mistress Celene was having the time of her life. She smiled and laughed right along with Reese, clearly delighted every time Reese thought she was finally getting a moment to recover--only for Celene's fingers to strike again. Soon Reese could barely catch her breath between fits of laughter. Her cheeks hurt from smiling. Her belly ached from laughing. Every muscle was exhausted from trying to squirm away from something she simply couldn't escape. And Mistress Celene? She looked like she could keep going all night.