Officer Jessica Blake sat in her police cruiser and stifled a yawn. It was
close to midnight and she had been sitting there for hours. The particular
stretch of road Jessica was on was known as a good one for catching
speeders and it usually fell to a rookie to sit there on patrol. It was a
boring duty though and she hadn’t seen another motorist in over an hour.

Jessica was 24 and had just entered the police force and the young woman’s
striking good looks had already earmarked her as the force’s poster girl.
Her thick blonde locks fell to the level of her chin and framed a pretty
face with strong cheekbones. She had, large blue eyes, a small straight
nose, and a generous mouth with a killer smile. She worked hard to stay in
shape but managed to retain her feminine curves, much to the delight of
anyone who saw her in her tight uniform shirt and leather uniform pants.
Had she chosen another career she could have easily been a cover model for
women’s fitness magazines, all glowing skin, svelte contours and vitality.

But right now she felt somewhat less than brimming with vitality. She let
out a bored sigh and began to wonder what her boyfriend Mike was doing.
Perhaps he’d show up with a flask of coffee and the offer of a back rub.
And perhaps he’d wear those nice jeans she had bought for him. She was
grinning to herself at the thought when she heard a vehicle approaching
fast in the distance. She watched headlights appear in her rear-view
mirror and then a brown van shot past. It was travelling at well over the
speed limit.

“At last, some action.” The young blonde muttered to herself. She turned
on her lights and pulled out in pursuit of the van.

Jessica caught up with the van quickly and indicated for the driver to
pull over. The driver was a little slow on the uptake but finally the van
came to a halt. She pulled over behind it, got out of her cruiser and

The van driver watched the young pretty policewoman approach in his wing
mirror. He let out a slow, quiet wolf whistle and wound down his window.

Jessica’s boots crunched on the asphalt as she drew level with the van.
She looked up and saw a lone male occupant not much older than her. He was
heavyset with greasy unkempt hair. His small eyes were shifty and she
instinctively found him untrustworthy. She realised suddenly that he was
blatantly checking her out. His gaze settled on her tight shirtfront.

“Good evening Officer,” he paused, reading the nametag over her left
breast, “Blake.”

Jessica ignored the insincere pleasantry. “You mind telling we why you
were doing twenty over the limit out here at this time of night?”

The driver smiled at her. “I got a big package to deliver. You wanna take
a look?”

She rolled her eyes. It wasn’t the first time she had heard something like
that and it wouldn’t be the last. She took a step back. “Sir, please step
out of the vehicle.”

Almost too late she heard a quiet footfall behind her and then a rough
voice said: “Freeze cop! Don’t even blink!”

Jessica could have kicked herself. There were two guys in the van and the
second had snuck up on her.

“Hands on your head, now.” The new voice ordered.

Jessica had no choice but to comply. The van driver got out chuckling
while the second figure unlatched her holster and removed her gun.

“Well looks to me like you’re shit outta luck tonight, babe.” The driver
said. He was a powerful looking but overweight guy in a flannel shirt and

His partner shoved Jessica in the back towards the side of the van. “Hands
on the van, spread ‘em.”

“Nice work, partner.” the driver said.

“Thanks partner,” the other replied, “this little cop was very obliging,
especially since I didn’t have a gun of my own.”

Jessica was furious with herself as they both laughed at her. She had been
suckered by the oldest trick in the book. She looked over her shoulder.
The driver’s accomplice was a thin, unshaven guy with short brown hair. He
wore an old camo jacket and jeans and he was pointing her own gun at her.

The driver pushed her head forward. “Did we say you could turn around?” He
was speaking close to her ear. “Now keep still, I gotta search ya.”

Jessica felt his breath on her neck as he pulled her pepper spray,
handcuffs and radio from her equipment belt. Her cheeks blazed red with
indignation as the thug then proceeded to subject her to an embarrassingly
thoroughly frisking. He even dug his hands into the back pockets of her
pants. He didn’t find anything there but his hands lingered there, rubbing
and squeezing. “Hey, watch it!” She barked angrily.

He just chuckled in her ear. “How do you like being on the receiving end
for a change, cop?”

He spun Jessica round and pushed her up against the van. The guy in camo
joined the driver and they crowded in on her. She stared back at them

“You are making a big mistake. You are in a whole world of trouble.” She

“Actually, you’re the one in trouble.” He grabbed her by the arms and
pushed her roughly towards his partner. He caught her and wrapped his arms
around her, pinning her arms at her sides.

The driver reached into the van and pulled out a thick white cloth from a
small ziploc bag. It gave off an overpowering odour.

“You have the right to remain silent.” He said, advancing on her with a
sinister smile.

Jessica lashed out with a low hard roundhouse kick. It was a move she had
practiced countless times on the heavy bag in the police gymnasium. Her
shin slammed the driver in the side of the thigh. He fell to the ground
and growled in pain. The guy in camo jerked her roughly off her feet as
she kicked and flailed. The driver was back on his feet now and hopping

“Hold her still.” The driver grunted. Jessica was at a distinct
disadvantage and she was soon trapped between the two men. The driver
pressed the cloth over her nose and mouth.

“Mmph!” She tried to struggle as the sickly sweet chloroform invaded her
senses but in a few seconds she slumped into unconsciousness.

They held the cloth in place for a few more seconds in case she was

“Damn, the little bitch nearly broke my leg.” The driver muttered, rubbing
his aching thigh. “Come on, let’s get her in the van.”

The two men carried the unconscious policewoman into the back of the van
and placed her on a mattress.

“Go get rid of the cruiser, hide it in the woods. I’ll tie her up.” Said
the driver.

The gunman disappeared and the driver busied himself with his task. He
grabbed two lengths of rope and tied Jessica’s hands behind her back and
then tied her ankles together. Then he wadded up a bandanna and jammed it
in her mouth and tied a second scarf over her mouth gagging her.

The gunman joined him. “We good?”

The driver looked at the sleeping blonde in the back. “Yeah, we’re good.”

He pulled out and this time he stuck carefully to the speed limit.


The two men drove for another forty-five minutes before coming to their
destination, a collection of deserted ramshackle buildings that had once
housed a small scale processing plant. He pulled up next to a two storey
brick building.

He got out and knocked on the door. Then he went to back of the van and
lifted the slumbering cop over his shoulder.

The door opened and light spilled out. A figure was silhouetted in the
doorway. “Any problems?” The voice had a trace of a European accent.

“It went like clockwork, boss. She was there on speed patrol, just like
you said. We parked her car in the spot you suggested and took her gun,
she should be out for another half hour.”

“Excellent work. I knew I could count on you.” He passed them each a brown
envelope. “You earned this. Go lay low for a while, I’ll call you when I
need you.”

“You bet, boss. Have fun now.” The driver replied.

The man took the sleeping cop into his own arms and watched as the two
thugs drove away. He smiled down at her. “And now Jessica, we are alone

The sleeping policewoman dozed dreamlessly as she was carried upstairs and
into a large room equipped with an king sized iron-framed bed with white
satin bedclothes. It looked like any normal bed in any normal bedroom. The
only slight difference was that there were restraints attached the bed

The man smiled as he looked at the bed. He gently deposited his prize on
the covers and removed the gag from between her soft, pink lips. Then he
fastened her wrists into the soft, secure cuffs above her head. He reached
down to her waist and unbuckled the heavy-duty garrison belt with its
empty holster from around her hips and tossed it to the floor.

Then he sat at the foot of the bed and took Jessica’s right foot in his
hands, He reached up to tug down the zipper on her boot. He did it slowly,
enjoying the sound and watching the boot peel open. He tugged it off and
then repeated the process with her left foot. Once he had removed her
boots, he slowly removed her white ankle socks, baring her feet inch by
inch and savouring every second.

He paused to study her pretty feet. “Perfect.” He breathed. Jessica had
cute bubble like toes topped with clear nail polish, high pink arches and
heels like smoothly rounded globes. He sat there for a moment, gently
stroking and caressing her feet. He was going to enjoy having this lovely
young woman at this mercy.

He spread her legs a little way apart and then buckled her ankles into
cuffs. She let out the occasional sleepy murmur as she was manhandled
across the bed but she didn’t wake up. A small pillow was thrust
underneath her back to push her chest forward and accentuate the pleasing
swell of her breasts and the trim flatness of her belly. Finally he
adjusted the straps that attached Jessica’s restraints to the bed frame,
tightening them until the young woman was stretched nearly taut.

He loved the way this stretched her shirt over her chest, almost as if she
was going to burst out if it. It was a sight to bring sweat to the brow.
He took a deep breath and tried to ignore it. A lot of planning had gone
into this and he intended to enjoy every moment.

“Don’t you go away sweetheart.” He whispered into her ear. He brushed a
stray lock of hair out of her face. “I’ll be right back and then we’re
gonna have some fun.”

He left the room and locked the door behind him.


Jessica blinked hard and licked her lips. She felt really thirsty and she
had a bit of a headache. “What the hell happened?” She slurred. She tried
to sit up but couldn’t. She tried again and that was when she felt the
restraints on her wrists and ankles.

Her eyes snapped open and she craned her head up to see where she was. She
fought down a wave of panic as she realised she was tied to a bed. She
took a quick inventory of herself. Ok, her gun, radio, cuffs and pepper
spray were all gone and so were her boots and socks but at least she was
still dressed.

A low, soft voice purred from across the room. “Ah, sleeping beauty

She looked over to see a man sitting in an armchair, nursing a glass of
cognac. Suddenly everything came flooding back to her. The van, the two
thugs, the chloroform…

She did a double take as she recognised the man in the armchair. He was
tall with a long, lean face. His thick black hair was slicked back from
his forehead. He had dark eyes, sharp features and a neatly trimmed
moustache. He was a drug kingpin from Europe and had outstanding arrest
warrants all around the world.

“Gabriel Leon.” She said, anger was rising in her voice. “At least that’s
what you call yourself. You are in a whole world of trouble, assaulting
and kidnapping a police officer…”

“Oh be quiet,” he dismissed her with a lazy wave of his hand. “I know
exactly what I am doing and you are the one in the trouble.”

“What?” Jessica said, startled.

“A few months ago you and your fellow police associates busted a big
narcotics operation of mine. You arrested a lot of my associates but you
didn’t get me. I was too clever for all of you and I watched from a
distance. I was very angry, I lost thousands that day, but then I saw you
there at the bust, all buttoned up in your tight little uniform. I love a
woman in uniform.” He chuckled salaciously. “I know all about you.”

“Bullshit.” Jessica retorted.

Leon chuckled. “You’re 5’6” tall and weigh 120 lbs. Your measurements are
36-24-36 and deliciously perky. You wear a size six shoe, you’re a natural
blonde. Your boyfriend’s name is Mike. He calls you Jess but I shall call
you Jessica, it is such a pretty name. You like Italian food and indie
rock music and you buy underwear from Victoria’s Secret. Need I do go on?”

Jessica’s mind reeled. How did he know all this?

“You are a very sexy woman Jessica Blake. I love sexy women; I love women
in uniform. So you see, I just had to have you.” He paused. “And now I

“Is that it? You’re going to rape me? To torture me?” She wished she felt
half as she sounded. Inside she was quaking.

Leon stood up. He was slim and fit, his tanned bare chest visible beneath
a loosely belted scarlet silk robe and he wore black trousers and was
barefoot. He grinned at her, “My dear, if such was my intent then I would
have taken you already. You would be lying underneath me now, naked,
writhing, sweating, moaning.”

A shiver ran down Jessica’s spine. He sat down next to her on the bed and
she was acutely aware of how vulnerable she was.

“I am not going to rape you or torture. At least, it won’t be torture in
the way you would normally think. But I am a healthy man with lusts and
appetites to be satisfied and you will satisfy them for me.” He paused,
watching his words sink in. “And you will satisfy them willingly.”

Jessica sputtered. “You’re out of your fucking mind. It’ll be a cold day
in hell before you get any satisfaction from me.”

He leaned in close, smirking. “Au contraire, I bet you love being tied up
like this, it gets your little panties all wet. Admit it, I make you, how
do you say? Horny.”

“You make me sick, not horny.” She spat back. His face was close enough
that she could feel his breath on her neck and smell his cologne.

“Oh really?” He whispered. His arms encircled her and he kissed her mouth

Jessica’s eyes widened in surprise and then she wrenched her head away.
Leon was tittering and licking his lips.

“Try that again and I’ll rip your damn face off.” Jessica growled

“Mmm, I felt something when we kissed.” He said, ignoring her outburst.
“Ah yes, it was those lovely hips of yours. The way they move…. I’d wager
you are an exceptionally responsive lover.”

“Let me up and I’ll show you how responsive I can be.” She shot back.

Leon rested his head on Jessica’s tummy, feeling her cold belt buckle
press against his cheek. “That little twinge was very telling, my lovely.”

Jessica squirmed in disgust. “Get off me you pervert.”

Leon looked up at her in disappointment. “Something tells me you aren’t
having any fun. Well luckily I have just the thing.” He bounced off the
bed and walked over to a cabinet. Jessica strained but couldn’t see where
he was going. He returned wheeling a blue canister with a tube and a clear
facemask attached.

“Ever done, nitro?” He asked.

Jessica’s heart thudded in her chest. “What’s that?”

“Nitrous oxide, laughing gas.” He replied. “Normally it makes you feel a
little light-headed and carefree. It’s designed to loosen people up for
procedures at the dentist and . Some people even get a little high off it.
Well this is my special concoction. It shall give you all those feelings
and it’s going to send nice tingly sensations through that lovely body of
yours. You’ll be super sensitive to the touch.”

Jessica’s mouth dropped open in horror.

“And best of all,” Leon added, “you’ll be deliciously hazy and fully aware
of everything that’s happening.”

Jessica started shaking her head. “No, no, no, you can’t do this. Please…”

Leon ignored her. He sat down next to her and jammed the clear facemask
over her nose and mouth. It instantly clouded with her muffled protests.
He opened the valve on the canister and a low hiss filled the room.
Jessica heard the gas escape and held her breath and screwed her eyes

Leon grinned; he loved it when they put up a fight. “You must breathe
sometime sweetheart.” He said, watching her cheeks grow pink with effort.
He quickly poked two fingers into her underarm.

Jessica yelped in shock. In that moment she took in a lungful of gas and
she knew she was beaten. There was nothing she could do as the insidious
gas invaded her lungs. She looked up at Leon, hating him, and that was
when she felt the first urge to giggle. Then she started to feel tingly
sensations spreading throughout her body, stimulating her nerve endings.

Leon looked down at her triumphantly as he watched his lovely gas take
effect. He held the mask in place a little longer and watched his captive
cop twitch and squirm and gulp and giggle. Finally satisfied, he switched
off the gas and took the mask from Jessica’s face.

“What…haha did you do to me, you bastard?” She giggled.

He was practically salivating and there was a lecherous gleam in his eyes.
“I’ve dreamed of having you like this for a long time, my princess.” He
breathed, “and now I plan to savour every succulent second.”

Jessica tried to stifle the giggles bubbling up in her chest but neither
they nor the tingling sensations in her body could be denied. Leon hopped
up and walked to sit at the foot of the bed.

“Please, haha, just let me go, there’s no need to do any of
this…heeheehee.” She chortled.

Leon was staring at her pink, wriggling toes. “Oh, I very much disagree.”
He clamped the big toe of her right foot between his forefinger and thumb
and began to rake his manicured fingernails lightly across her sole.

“NOOO! …..fuck…no…nooo.” She wailed. Her tingling feet were ticklish at
the best of times but Leon’s laughing gas had sent her sensitivity off the

“Oho, is someone ticklish?” Leon purred as he bent back her toes. He
produced a stiff green feather from within the folds of his robe and
applied it slowly and lightly to the sensitive undersides of Jessica’s
bubble like toes.

“Omigod….. Stop STOP STOPPPP! OK OK OK!” She screamed, her outbursts
puntcuated with squeals of laughter .

“You can shout all you want darling.” Leon said, twirling the feather in
his fingers. There’s no one around for miles. It’s just you and me.”

The feather was briskly applied to her sensitive sole again. Jessica threw
her head back and wailed with laughter. Between the fur lined cuff
strapped around her ankle and Leon’s strong fingers she could barely move
her foot at all. She was helpless as he used the stiff feather to trace
the ball of her foot, stroke her arch and tease her heel before returning
to her pretty toes over and over again. His strokes were slow and
deliberate and this made it all the more maddening.

Leon alternated his fingers with the feather, teasing and tickling both
feet. As soon as Jessica started to get used to her left foot being
tickled, he started in on the right. And so it went on for long tortuous

“Stop! Stop! You bastard…. Jessica squealed, whipping her head from left
to right. Her cheeks were glowing and strands of hair were stuck to her
face with tears of mirth.

The blonde’s involuntary squeals of tortured mirth were delightful and
Leon sought to elicit as much as he could. His adorable prisoner was even
more sensitive and ticklish than he had hoped. He looked up smiling to see
her pretty face wracked with laughter. Her perky breasts jiggled beneath
her shirt and her hips bucked and writhed. “Delicious,” he cooed, “simply

He could barely control himself. He bent down and began to lick and suck
Jessica’s ticklish toes whilst he tickled and stroked them with feathers
and fingers.

The bound cop’s chortles shot up an octave as she felt the lips and tongue
nibbling over her soft feet. This was too much. She threw her head back
and shook with silent hysteria.

Leon gently but firmly prised her toes apart and fluttered his tongue in
between them. He used the feather’s stalk to write invisible promises of
ticklish ecstasies to come on Jessica’s feet and skilfully used to his
nails to bring forth more and more of that sweet laughter.

“MMM, such sensitive, pretty little feet you have.” He rasped as pressed
his lips against the balls of her feet. “So lickable, so kissable, so
ticklish.” He grasped her small feet firmly and pulled them back, raking
his fingers lightly over her heels as he licked and kissed her perfect
pink arches.

“NOOOOO…(gulp)… omigod!” Jessica yelped. Her voice was becoming
a hoarse croak. She felt as if she was going to pass out while this madman
played with her feet.

Leon recognised the signs and reluctantly gave her a few minutes rest. He
even let her have a drink of water from a plastic sports bottle. The night
was young and he didn’t want to wear the magnificent young policewoman out
too soon.

Jessica lay there shaking and gasping. She had never known anything like
this. How long had he been tickling her? It seemed like hours but it was
probably only minutes.

Leon’s face loomed in her vision. He was breathing hard and there was a
twisted smile on his face. “Well Officer Blake. I don’t know about you but
I am having a lovely time here.”

Jessica noticed that the front of his pants was bulging out from between
the halves of his robe. “Please…” she whimpered shakily, the involuntary
giggles still threatening to burst forth. “I can’t take this. You have to

Leon shook his head. “Tut-tut. You misunderstand. You are simply here to
please me. Any more protests will simply result in your torment being
prolonged. Believe me, I can go on like this for days.”

Days!?! Jessica’s eyes widened in shock. He couldn’t be serious. Could he?

“Anyway, I think that’s enough of a rest for you. Those lovely feet are
just begging for more of my sssspecial attention.”

“Omigod …omigod….(giggle)… omigod…” Jessica mumbled over and over again.

Leon watched in delight as she screwed her eyes shut and tried to block
out what was to come.


Leon positioned his bicycling fingers over each of her feet and then
launched a vigorous tickle attack.

“…omigod……FUUUUUUCKKKK!!!!” Jessica let out an ear splitting scream as the
fingers feasted on her soles. Her writhing and squirming intensified.

“Wonderful,” Leon cried out. Laugh for me! Let it all out!”

Even if Jessica didn’t hear him she certainly obliged with her laughter.
He found her feet irresistible. He ran his feather between her toes,
stroked and caressed her arches and of course he kissed, licked, nibbled
and sucked every single inch of the soft sensitive flesh. His cock
strained in his pants as he watched her between ticklish caresses. His
longing grew as he made her delirious with laughter. He loved breaking
down his female prisoners in this way and Jessica Blake was far and away
his favourite. Soon she would be begging for him. Sooner or later they
always did.

Of course the tormented police officer was oblivious to all the twisted
thoughts running through her captor’s mind. She was caught up in the
excruciating tickling sensations that surged through her superb young
body. She wept, she screamed, she giggled and she laughed but he just
tickled and tickled and tickled AND TICKLED!

And then he stopped.

Jessica kept her eyes screwed shut, she was still giggly and trembling and
she could feel droplets of sweat running down her neck and sides. She
didn’t dare believe he was really stopping.

Leon started to give Jessica’s soles a soft sensual massage. “So my
precious, are you having fun yet?”

Jessica opened her eyes and looked up at her grinning tormentor. “Go fuck
yourself.” She rasped shakily.

“Ahhhh, I think I’m starting to get to you now. You’re beginning to enjoy
this aren’t you?”

Jessica couldn’t believe his nerve. “Dream on.”

Leon chuckled. “Maybe it’s time to try something different.”

He moved up on the bed to sit beside the young policewoman. His gaze
crawled all over the front of her tight shirt in a way that made her want
to take a showe. He leaned forward, pinned her wrists to the bed and gave
her a slow smile. He began to slowly walk his index and middle fingers
along her forearms.

“Kootchy kootchy koo, here it comes.” He purred lightly. His fingers were
over her elbows now and tracing the line between her biceps and triceps.
Jessica shivered as she realised where he was going.

The fingers paused, marching in place just at the edges of her
shirtsleeves. He leaned forward, looked her in the eye and then looked at
her lips and back again. “Would you like to kiss me?”

“Are you nu-EEEEEEEP! FUCKER!”

Leon hadn’t waited for her reply, he had simply squeezed his fingers into
her shirt sleeves and begun tickling her armpits. He tickled them under
and over her shirt, probing and fluttering his fingernails against those
super sensitive hollows.

“Hmm, now where did I put that feather? Ah yes.” His fingers slipped out
of her shirt sleeve and were quickly replaced with the feather.

Jessica shrieked with the alternating sensations. It was excruciating.
“Omigod…I can’t stand ittttttt.”

“I’m going to tickle you ALL. NIGHT. LONG.” Leon breathed into her ear.
His lips nibbled at her earlobe and she felt his breath on her neck.

He tickled her underarms through the thin cotton of her shirt, scrabbling
his fingers against the delicious flesh beneath. He had wanted to strip
off her tight little uniform as soon as he had seen her, he craved the
feeling of his fingers on her bare flesh.

He paused to give her a break, stroking her cheeks while she got her
breath back. Jessica gratefully accepted another drink of water and didn’t
notice the gleam in his eye as he watched her heaving breasts.

“Now,” he said calmly, “let’s see what’s under that sexy little shirt.”

Jessica’s eyes flew open and her head shot up. “No! Please, not that, you
can’t…” she quavered weakly, stifling a giggle. Damn that gas!

“Hush, my darling.” Leon cooed. He placed a finger over her lips. “I’ve
waited a long time for this moment.”

She was too weak to struggle as he placed the mask over her face and gave
her another generous dose of his laughing gas. It had the desired effect
of making her a little woozy and calming her protests. He removed the
mask. Jessica’s cheeks glowed with mirth. She gazed up at home, the
defiance in her eyes was gone and her pretty mouth was set in a shaky

Leon’s fingers were lightly stroking her neck and collarbones inside the
collar of her shirt. “Such wonderful soft skin.” Hr droned.

Her bound position pulled her shirt tight putting a little strain on the
buttons. This meant it was a little harder to undo them but it was an
effort he was delighted to make.

Leon slowly undid the first button on Jessica’s shirt and the garment
pulled itself open a little to reveal an enticing hint of cleavage. He
allowed himself a smile. Jessica’s eyes were as wide as saucers.

The second button was just below her breasts. His fingers drifted down to
it and opened it. The shirt stretched a little further. He was rewarded
with the curves of her breasts in a black bra. They were both breathing
hard now.

He popped open the third button and the shirt stretched open even more. He
got an eyeful of her flat, sexy tummy. He pursed his lips and blew on it,
watching the muscles quiver involuntarily beneath the silky skin.

His throat was dry as he undid the last button, just above her belt
buckle. An exquisite “V” of lightly tanned flesh was revealed from neck to
waist and Leon took hold of the open halves of the policewoman’s shirt and
pulled it out of her pants and spread it open.

Leon gazed down at the treasure he had uncovered. His hands were pinned
over the young policewoman’s wrists as he drank in the vision beneath him.

Jessica’s full, perky breasts were nestled in a sexy, lacy black bra that
was definitely non-regulation. Her ribs were lightly pronounced and she
had a smooth, toned belly that was heaving slightly with her breathing and
a delightful little innie belly button. And oh yes, he spied her nipples
stiffening against the gauzy material covering them.

“Now where, oh where should I start?” He crooned to himself.

Beneath him Jessica looked up. She couldn’t believe this was happening to
her. One on one she reckoned she could kick his ass but he had drugged her
and tied her up and now he was having his pleasure with her. Soft giggles
rippled up in her lovely throat. There was nothing else she could do.

Leon decided to begin with her beautiful underarms. They looked so much
nicer without that shirt covering them. He picked up two thick artist’s
brushes and flickered each of them into her smooth hollows.

Jessica gasped. “Omigod.” She bit her lip and screwed her eyes shut again.

Leon was chuckling at her. He waved the paintbrushes in front of her nose
and then plunged them into her underarms. It was excruciating. Jessica let
out a high pitched scream and then descended into gales of hysteria.

“NOO NOO NOOO!” She screamed in between fits of tortured laughter.

It had taken him a while to discover which brushes were best for tickling
armpits and these were his favourites, not too soft and not too firm. They
were so rewarding too. He was only using a light whisking motion but the
reactions it brought forth from the stunning young woman strapped to his
bed was tremendous. He straddled her hips so he could enjoy the
undulations of her pelvis against his crotch while he tickled her.

Jessica was apoplectic. Her head was whipping from side to side and the
muscles in her arms strained as she fruitlessly tried to pull her arms
down to protect her tormented pits.

Leon watched her squirm and writhe and laugh as her wonderful breasts
jiggled. It was a sight that made his mouth water. He took his time
tickling her upraised arms. She was devilishly ticklish there and her
sweet vulnerability ignited fires in his loins that he doubted could ever
be extinguished.

He began to lick and kiss the delicate length of her neck. She squealed
and gasped as his nibbling lips and tickling tongue teased her throat.
“Mmmm….(slurp)…your skin is soooo delicious (nibble) sooo ticklish. I
simply must tassste you.”

Jessica felt she was going to lose her mind as she bucked and writhed and
screamed at the sensual torture she was suffering. Her shirt was stuck to
her back with sweat and her body trembled continuously.

Leon continued to nuzzle and kiss Jessica’s neck while he kept his
fiendish brushes dancing and twirling in her soft quivering underarms. He
decided to keep the young policewoman on her toes. He applied the brush to
her neck, his fingers to one armpit and planted a lingering, sucking kiss,
smack dab in the centre of the other.

Jessica wept and screamed with laughter. She was too tired to even
struggle now. Leon’s teasing fingers and tickling lips and tongue were
laying a sensual siege to her underarms and neck. She blinked up through
tears of laughter to see him hunched over her, tickling away. It was too
much….she couldn’t stand it.

She tired to plead but Leon was engrossed in tickling her. “He’s gonna
kill me if he keeps this up!” She thought. The edges of her vision started
to blur and then she saw a bright white light before her eyes and then
slumped into unconsciousness,

Leon hear her groan as she went limp. He looked up saw that she had
fainted. Her lips were slightly open and her head was tilted to the side.
She was still breathing hard and he was delighted to notice that her
nipples were looking very perky beneath her bra. “Ah well, sometimes I do
get a little carried away.” He mumbled. It was no big deal, he would wait
for her to come around, she wasn’t going anywhere.

His cock was aching with lust. He closed his eyes and took several deep
breaths to try and regain some self-control. He opened his eyes and looked
down at her wonderful body, glowing and glistening before him. He ached to
touch those perfect breasts but denial now would make it all the sweeter
when he finally allowed himself that pleasure.

Nevertheless, he quickly undid her cuffs and dragged the shirt from her
limp body. He fastened her cuffs and splashed a little water over her face
and neck. “Wake up sleepy head.” He crooned, tapping her cheeks with the
backs of his fingers.

“Wha…?” Jessica’s eyes fluttered opened. She looked up to see Leon smiling
down at her.

“Heloo my ticklish beauty. I think you overheated there for a little bit.”
He gazed down at the small tents made in her bra by her erect nipples. “So
I took the liberty of taking your shirt off.”

Jessica blinked up and saw she was just clad in her bra and leather
uniform pants now. She whimpered with frustration and an involuntary
giggle escaped her mouth. She stared at him glassily and realised his
beady eyes were fixed on the cups of her bra. She flushed shamefully at
the involuntary way her body had reacted to his touch . He was tickling
her into sensual insanity.

“So shall we kiss now?” He asked. She didn’t answer. “Well your wonderful
titties have perked up so I would say that’s a maybe. He looked down at
her sizzling body and placed his hands on her ribcage. He gave it a gentle
squeeze and felt it squeeze between his fingers. “Mmm, time to tickle
Officer Blake’s ribbies I think!”

He used his hands this time. Jessica felt strong fingers squeezing and
rubbing along every single one of her ribs. Gurgling laughter vibrated in
her lungs whilst Leon’s fingers spidered and danced back and forth up and
down her tender ribs over and over again.

How she laughed. She screamed and wailed with wild abandon. She didn’t
know how much was due to the drugs Leon had pumped into her and how much
was due to his relentless tickling.

He steepled his finger on her ribs and vibrated them strongly which made
her laughter shake and shiver. His fingers ran all the way up into her
armpits again and his mouth returned to taunt and caress her lovely

“Mmmm, my lovely little tickle slave.” He crooned in Jessica’s ear,
kissing and nibbling her lobe. “Who would ever have imagined you were so
sensually and sensationally ticklish?”

His curled fingers were scrabbling lightly in her pits as he kissed the
hollow of her throat and nibbled her neck. HE regained the brushes that
had caused Jessica so much mischief and drove them back into her

Her eyes flew wide open and she let out a tortured shriek of laughter.
“OOOH FUCK NO!!!!!” She screamed, “NOT againnnnn….”

“Oh yes, indeed.” Leon teased. “Tick, tick, tick, tick, TICKLE! Tick,
tick, tick, tick, TICKLE! Soft sensual tickles for Officer Jessica all
night long.”

Tears of laughter ran down Jessica’s cheeks and the brushes and fingers
assaulted her ribs and underarms. Leon seemed reluctant to tear his lips
and tongue away from her neck.

“Tell me you’re mine now, Jessica.” He whispered in her ear.

“No!” She squealed, her eyes screwed shut.

“Tell my you’re mine. Tell me you want me to do whatever I want. Tell me
you want to pleasure me.” He hissed.


“Very well then.” He chuckled. He cast the brushes aside and his fingers
descended onto the virgin territory of her smooth quivering belly.

Jessica screamed at this new torment and arched her back up off the bed.

Leon chuckled. “I shall give your delectable belly a niiiiice rub.” His
fingers danced and skated across her tummy. He used his forefingers and
thumbs to lobster claw her lean sides and he wiggled his thumbs into the
soft, smooth flesh above her hipbones.

He lay on the bed next to her and wrapped his right arm around her. Then
he wiggled the fingers of both hands above her tempting torso.

“Ooh, look at this! Those fingers are hungry!” He cooed in her ear. He
teased her like this as she craned up waiting to see when her shivering
stomach would be tickled next. He didn’t keep her waiting long his devious
digits leapt onto her midriff and tickled it mercilessly. The fingers of
his right hand tap danced around her helpless belly button whilst the
pinkie finger of his left hand wiggled above it. “Time for belly button

“Omigod, omigod, NOOOO!” Jessica shrieked as Leon plunged his pinkie into
her sensually sensitive navel and wiggled it like an electric eel. He
pumped it up and down as she arched and wailed with laughter. Her bum
bounced up and down on the bed as he mercilessly kept his finger in that
delightful shallow cup.

“Mmmm, I love to tickle sexy little tummies and sexy little belly
buttons.” He breathed in Jessica’s ear. He paused to lick and kiss her
neck again as his relentless fingers worked at her belly, he just couldn’t
help himself.

He scooted round to straddle her hips and leaned forward, gloating down at
the hysterical policewoman. “And the only thing better than tickling a
tummy with my fingers,” he hissed, his eyes, gleaming with lust “is to use
my tongue.”

“NOOOO Don’t!” Jessica squealed. But that was exactly the response that
Leon wanted.

He tightened his knees against her thighs and bent down to her belly.
Jessica arched and bucked as he began to lick and nibble her writhing
tummy. She hated to admit it but her body was starting to respond. She
could feel a slippery warmth in her crotch, her belly was tingling and her
nipples had grown erect. He really was blowing her mind.

Leon inhaled Jessica’s alluring scent as he kissed her belly from hip to
hip. Then his mouth traced beneath her ribs and up and down her sides. She
was so delicious and sexy and ticklish that he never wanted this to stop.

He slowly and sensually licked ever decreasing circles around her navel,
enjoying the play of her quivering muscles beneath the tip of his tongue.
He had dreamed of this moment and now it was coming true. He stabbed his
tongue deep into the inviting belly button and began to lick and slurp for
all he was worth. Above him Jessica yelped and screamed and thrashed.

“Mmmm…(slurp)… mmmm…. incredible.” He mumbled, his lips pressed against
her belly. He ran his tongue deep inside the hysterical girl’s
bellybutton, tasting the salt of her sweat that had pooled there and
licking the soft knot of flesh at its centre.

He tormented her even more. All she could do was laugh so he clamped one
hand over her mouth, stifling her laughter and went back to lavishing her
belly with wet licks and lingering lip smacking kisses. She shook her head
trying to dislodge his hand but it was clamped on tight. He let go
eventually, after all he did love to hear her laugh.

Jessica’s back seemed to be permanently arched off the bed at this point.
Leon reached around with both hands now and cupped and squeezed her
shapely ass through her leather pants. Occasionally his hands would scoot
up to tickle her sides or underarms but his mouth stayed pressed to her
belly, kissing, licking, blowing and sucking.

The poor policewoman was on the verge of fainting as Leon descended into a
ticklish frenzy. “Sto….(gulp)…sto….STOPPP!” She croaked.

Leon ignored her and unleashed a barrage of raspberries, which vibrated
her poor tormented tummy into the stratosphere.

“STOPPP!” Jessica yelled hoarsely.

Leon recognised she was about to faint again and reluctantly tore himself
away from her gleaming belly. He looked at her lying there, heaving and
panting, her wondrous flesh glistening with a mixture of perspiration and
his own saliva. He was pleased with what he saw. He let her have another
drink of water, which she gulped down greedily and then he settled himself
alongside her.

“Are you overheating again, my darling?” He asked.

Jessica was still breathing hard and unable to speak. It was hard to focus
or marshal her thoughts, especially when her lustful captor was talking to
her as if they were lovers.

He reached to rub her tummy then he grasped her by the belt buckle and
gave her hips a little shake. “It was definitely those hips. When I was
tonguing your belly I could feel them respond. And oh yes, Officer
Jessica’s bouncy boobies are standing to attention too.”

“Bullshit.” She breathed shakily.

“Oh really?” Leon said, sitting up. “I beg to differ.” He reached into the
pocket of his robe and pulled out an ivory handled switchblade and snapped
it open.

Jessica’s eyes widened in terror as the blade shone before her eyes. Leon
chuckled and dragged the point lightly over her nose and lips. The cold
metal tickled her throat and ran down between her splendid mounds. Leon
smiled to himself, he was finally going to unveil those wonderful breasts.
He slipped his blade beneath the thin strip of fabric that joined the cups
of Jessica’s bra and then flicked it up. The razor sharp blade sliced
straight through the skimpy garment and the helpless blonde’s breasts lay
at Leon’s mercy. He used the tip of the blade to flip the tattered cups
aside. Two more quick cuts took care of the shoulder straps and the ruined
bra was tossed carelessly to the floor.

Leon’s cock was throbbing in his pants as looked down at Jessica’s
breasts. They were firm, round and full with upswept pink nipples. The
jiggled slightly with her breathing but otherwise they didn’t move much.
He lay his hands on her ribs just below her breasts and smiled. Her little
pink buds were indeed perky and erect. “Mmmmm delicious, just delicious.”

He lowered himself so he was nose to nose with his beautiful little
captive. “Looks like I was right. So what do I win, Officer?”

Jessica trembled and shook with the effects of the gas and the tickle
torture she had experienced. She couldn’t deny the sensations she was
feeling and although her mind was reeling she knew just what Leon was
suggesting. “Go to hell.” She replied shakily.

Leon shook his head. “Silly girl. More playtime for me I guess.” He picked
up his green feather again and wiggled it under Jessica’s nose. “You ever
hear of death by one thousand sword cuts?”

Jessica shook her head. Whatever it was it sounded awful.

“It was a punishment used by the Chinese Triads. The offender is slowly
executed by one thousand small sword cuts. It’s slow and excruciating.”

Jessica shuddered.

“I have my own version.” He continued. “I call it ecstasy by one thousand
strokes of the feather.”

The policewoman gasped.

“That’s right.” Leon grinned. “I am going to give those lovely breasts of
yours one thousands sensual strokes of the feather. One thousand strokes
EACH. It’s going to drive you insane.”

“Oh God no, please no!” Jessica said shaking her head.

Leon ignored her and began to slowly trace the curve of her right breast
all the way round from her chest to her underarm. Then he did the same
with the left breast.

“One.” He intoned.

Jessica shivered and moaned and bit her lip. Leon stroked her again, the
feather retraced its path.

“Two.” He whispered into her ear.

Jessica dissolved into helpless giggles as her breasts were sensually and
mercilessly explored. Every inch was thoroughly and repeatedly stroked and
caressed. The half-naked policewoman cried tears of frustrations. Her
nipples throbbed and she could feel slick love juice oozing from her

She lost all track of time as Leon patiently pushed her towards a
delicious insanity with each teasing stroke of his feather. He was
circling her painfully hard nipples now.

“Forty two.” He whispered in her ear, before planting a soft kiss on her
neck. “Only nine hundred and fifty eight to go. Unless I lose count and
have to start again of course.” With breasts as beautiful as Jessica’s
laid before him he would have been quite happy to go all the way to ten

The feather was maddening. It set Jessica’s nerve endings on fire but was
too insubstantial to provide relief. He was holding her on the edge and
keeping her there, not allowing her to step over into the realms of
sensual bliss. It was sweetest most excruciating torture imaginable.

Jessica moaned and giggled softly in frustration. She couldn’t deny that
this was making her horny but there was nothing she could do to bring
herself any relief, it was just tantalisingly out of reach. This bastard
was deliberately teasing her in this excruciating fashion and it was
driving her out of her mind. All thoughts of her boyfriend, her job were
gradually being pushed further and further back into her subconscious with
each sensual pass of the feather.

“Sixty four.” Leon hissed, dragging the tickling tendrils of the feather
along the underside of Jessica’s painfully hard nipples.

“Nnnghhh….. Enough!” Jessica blurted. “Enough, stop, stop, OK, I can’t
take this, please.”

Leon eyed the quivering beauty hungrily. “Stop? Why should I stop.” He
traced the curves of her trembling mounds with the feather. “Sixty five.”

“Please, it’s driving me crazy.” She wailed. “I need…I need…”

Leon leaned closer and whispered in her ear. “What do you need, Jessica?
You need only to ask.”

Jessica was in turmoil. She hated this man, but her body was on fire. Her
nipples were throbbing and her breasts felt as if they had grown to twice
their normal size. She couldn’t help it herself. “Please, just…touch

“Touch what, Jessica? You need to be more specific, I want to hear you say
it.” His tongue traced the rim of her earlobe.

“My breasts!” She cried. “Please, just..they’re so…I can’t…please.
Please…touch my breasts.”

“I would love to.” He said, breathing hard. “In a minute though.” He
wanted to let her know she was still at his mercy. He touched his feather
to her nipples again.

She screamed like a banshee as she felt the feather’s ticklish tip on her
and the bastard made her wait until he had counted all the way to a
hundred! She was practically crying by the time he finally put the feather

“Tell me again, my darling Jessica. What would you have me do?” He traced
one sculpted cheekbone with his feather.

“Please, touch my breasts…it’s maddening.” Her voice wavered, her eyes
were wide and imploring.

“Gladly.” He hissed wolfishly. Leon was breathing hard. He had been aching
to touch her breasts from the second she had been delivered into his arms
and it had taken considerable self control to deny himself that pleasure
until now. He licked his lips and then lowered his hands to Jessica’s
magnificent mounds. They felt wonderful in his hands. He gently squeezed
them, rubbed them caressed them.

Jessica let out a long ragged moan as she felt the hands on her bosom. The
knowing hands touched her just how she needed to be touched. She closed
her eyes and arched her back as far as she could, almost as if she wanted
to push her chest further into the fondling hands of her tormentor.

Her breath caught in her throat as Leon’s rasping tongue and moist lips
encircled a nipple. This was wrong! She hadn’t asked for that but…but…it
felt so good. “Nuh-no…don’t do that.” She mumbled unconvincingly.

“Hush, my sweet.” Leon said quietly. “Just a few soft, sensual kisses for
your lovely body.” Leon simply hadn’t been able to hold back. He bent
forward and licked and kissed Jessica’s glorious breasts over and over
again. He heard her gasp as he sucked a nipple between his lips, ran the
underside of his tongue all over it. He smiled to himself and repeated the
action before switching to the other perky bud while his swollen member
throbbed threatened to burst out of his pants.

He stole a glance at his prisoner. Her eyes were closed, her mouth was
open and she was moaning softly. He wrapped his arms around her back and
ravished her lovely chest with his mouth until it was gleaming with
He slid a hand down to squeeze her sleek muscled thighs through her
leather pants. His hand rose up to fondle her bum and slid around to the
front of her pants. He reached between her legs and cupped her mound,
pressing his palm tightly against it.

“Your little honeypot is leaking, my love.” Leon crooned in Jessica’s ear.
His middle finger pressed intrusively against the crotch seam of her pants
and she let out a small gasp.

Jessica bit her lip and moaned as he It would be so easy, it would feel so
good, after all the torment, to just let him…to just let him…Oh God! What
was she thinking? What was she doing? This man had had her kidnapped and
drugged for his perverted pleasure!

“Noooo…” She mewled softly. “Stop it.” There was a tortured expression on
her face.

“Are you sure, my beautiful one?” Leon whispered teasingly. His fingers
began to lightly tickle her inner thighs and the engorged lips of her
pussy. Even through her leather pants his ministrations sent shockwaves
through her body.

Jessica turned her head away from him and nodded.

Leon sat up in mild annoyance and then chuckled. “Very well. If you think
you were TICKLED before, think again.”

The word registered in her brain like a gunshot. Tickled? “Oh no,” she
began to plead. “Please, no more of that, I can’t stand it I…”

She screamed as Leon began to rapidly squeeze her supple waist. His
fingers delivered a fierce and merciless tickling to her belly and hips,
they ran up and down her sides, flew back and forth over her ribs, in and
out of her armpits and even tickled her neck and ears.

There was a manic gleam in his eyes as his relentless fingers drove the
petite young blonde into a frenzy. “Silly girl, you are my tickle slave
and I am going to tickle and tickle and tickle you for as long as I

Jessica screamed like a madwoman and thrashed so hard the bedframe
actually creaked.

“Your beautiful laughter is music to my ears! I simply must accompany you!
A piano concerto for your succulent tummy.” His fingers surged back and
forth across the giddy blonde’s rippling belly urging breathless peals of

“Mmm, and how about the famous French accordion?” He steepled his fingers
on the sides of her ribs and began to knead and squeeze the taut sensitive
skin that covered them.”

“Kootchies for your belly! Kootchies for your ribbies! Kootchies for your
pitties! Kootchies for your titties!” Leon sang wildly and his fingers ran
freely over the hyper-sensitive body at his mercy.

He returned to ravish her feet with one hand while his other kept her
upper body thrashing and shuddering. There was no mercy for Jessica and
all she could do was lie there and suffer under the ticklish onslaught as
she wailed like a madwoman.

Leon added his mouth to the equation. He began to blow raspberries on
Jessica’s tummy, in her armpits on her neck. He pulled at the waist of her
pants and blew on her hipbones. He sucked and blew and tickled her to the
brink of unconsciousness.

“Oh…my…God…” Bobby whispered, her quavering voice was as soft as fur. She
truly thought he mean to drive her insane, to turn her into a gibbering
wreck. She sputtered in short, sharp breaths in between her tortured gulps
and giggled. She couldn’t take it. She couldn’t take it anymore! Her eyes
rolled back in her head and she let out a sigh and slumped back to the

Leon’s fingertips lingered on her body. He was impressed at how long she
had held out but he hadn’t had a woman he couldn’t break yet. He smiled
wickedly and brought his hands back to her chest and her pussy. He rubbed
her mound sensually and gently caressed her breasts, stimulating her
nipples back to their engorged state.

Jessica arched slightly and her eyelids fluttered open. Leon kissed her
stomach and swirled his tongue in her belly button. She giggled sweetly
and nearly purred. He gazed in to her wide blue eyes and saw her arousal
reflected there.

He bent close to her face and pressed his lips to her ear. “This feels
good doesn’t it, my love?” His palm ran back and forth from her belt
buckle all the way through her legs to her shapely ass.

There was no denial this time. Jessica looked back into her eyes, her eyes
were hooded and her pupils dilated. She looked into Leon’s eyes, then at
his grinning mouth and back to his eyes again.

Leon smiled. He leaned forward and for the second time that night he
kissed Jessica’s mouth. This time the kiss was returned.

Leon was howling with delight inside. He had broken this young woman’s
will. Her boyfriend and her job and everything else she knew were
forgotten. All she could think about was the pure sensual pleasure that
only he could deliver. He pressed his mouth harder over her soft sensual
lips and hungrily entwined his tongue with hers. She pressed her hips and
chest up to meet his fondling hands and moaned softly as she gave in to
her body’s desires.

The kiss was long and passionate ad Jessica made little moans and sighs
that urrged him on. Eventually he came up for air. They were both
breathing hard. Jessica slowly opened her eyes and sighed.

Leon shrugged his shoulders and let his robe slide off his arms. He lay on
top of Jessica wrapped his arms around her and kissed her again, pressing
his throbbing erection against her quivering leather-clad mound as their
lips met and their sweat slick bellies rubbed together. He took his time,
letting his insatiable lips and tongue run all the way from her lips to
her hips and back again, lingering over her nipples and her belly button.
He wanted to taste every inch of her.

“Jessica,” she shivered as his hot breath tickled her ear, “I can give you
pleasure such as you have never imagined in your wildest dreams.” He was
kissing her neck, fondling her breasts, squeezing and rubbing her pussy.
“Think of it. Is that what you want?”

Jessica’s eyes were closed, her head tilted back, soft ragged breaths
escaped from her lips. All she could think of was the delicious sensations
shooting through every nerve in her young body. “I want….” She whispered.
“I want.”

“Good girl.” He breathed into her ear, before returning his mouth to hers
and rubbing his iron hard erection against her crotch. He spent another
enjoyable interlude kissing the young woman tied to his bed and then stood
up. Jessica gazed up at him, a look of hazy delirium in her eyes. Leon
never took his eyes from hers as he unbuttoned his pants, let them fall to
the ground and stepped out of them. Jessica’s gaze dropped and she let out
a tiny gasp. Leon was wearing no underwear and stood before, naked, proud
and erect.

He nonchalantly swivelled to the foot of the bed and undid the cuffs
around Jessica’s ankles. He fluttered kisses all over her feet, caressing
them in a way that made her smile sensually and arch like cat.

He lay propped up on one side and wrapped his arms around her. “Close your
eyes, my darling.” She obeyed without question.

She felt his mouth exploring hers again. He licked her lips and pressed
his tongue deep in her mouth as his hands attended to her body. She felt
him lovingly caress her tummy and then he began idly toying with her belt

He broke the kiss and looked a question at her. She looked back at him
hungrily. He smiled, kissed her again and slowly started to do undo the
buckle. It made a small jangling noise as he undid it, he popped open the
button at her waist and then tugged down her zipper and spread her pants
open at the waist.

His hand oozed inside her pants and Jessica moaned into the kiss as she
felt him touch her through measurably thin silk. Then his hand insinuated
itself under the elasticated waist of her panties and he rubbed her pussy.
She was dripping with love juice and Leon began to plunge two fingers in
and out of her pretty blonde muff.

All the sexual tension that had been building up in Jessica’s ravished
body threatened to boil over. But Leon had no intention of letting her off
that easily. His knowing fingers found the swollen nub of her clitoris and
stroked and teased her maddeningly. Just when she thought he would let her
cum, he backed off.

Leon had planned this night in great detail. He was in nirvana with this
young beauty at his every whim. One large hand was tightly squeezing her
rounded buttocks while the other finger fucked her. “Do you like that,
Jessica? Does it make you feel good?” He cooed. She nodded in response,
incapable of speech or even laughter, an ecstatic smile on her face. He
pulled his hand from her panties and touched it to her lips. “Taste
yourself.” He hissed. She eagerly obliged, licking her juices from his
slick fingers.

This turned him on more than anything. He kissed her hard and urgently and
then buried his face in her open pants, kissing her through her panties.
He grasped the waistband of her pants to drag them from her hips. Jessica
lifted her hips to help him. He looked up at her and smiled. “Thank you.
You’re very sweet.”

Jessica blushed at the compliment. She wanted to please him. He was making
her feel amazing.

Leon pulled her pants down to mid thigh and licked her enthusiastically
through black silk underwear. The shape of her pussy lips was evident
through the slick fabric, which simply made his task all the more
delicious. He had to taste her! His knife flicked open and flashed twice.
Jessica gasped as her ruined panties were stripped away from her

He smiled a secret smile and blew on her tingling, exposed nubbin. He
kissed and licked her labia and clitoris, teasing them excruciatingly. His
tongue slid deep inside her and his fingers tickled her naked buttocks.

“Oh no!” She giggled as his tongue began to tickle her privates.

“Oh yes!” He countered between lengthy slurps.

Jessica’s heart pounded in her chest and she felt the pressure of a
wonderful liquid warmth building in her loins. She panted hard and her
entire body tingled. She knew that this time he would not deny her. “Oh
God, Oh God, Oh fuck!” She giggled. The pressure was building deliciously,
she felt as if she was going to explode.

Leon recognised the signs. She had waited long enough, it was time to push
her over the edge. His fingers and tongue stroked and licked and tickled
at her most sensitive and delicate areas.

Jessica felt her thigh muscles begin to tremble, her back arched and a
supernova of pleasure exploded throughout her body. She let out a long
orgasmic scream as she was wracked by the most powerful shuddering climax
of her life. Her pussy gushed and Leon enthusiastically slurped up her
juices. She was quite a little squirter, just as he had suspected.

She sank back to the bed, immobile, incapable of speech, totally and
utterly drained. She saw light and dark and that was it.

Leon wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and gazed down at her. He
may have been a drug kingpin but he didn’t just deal in illegal narcotics.
He knew when he planned this that he would only have her for a single
night so he had taken precautions to make sure he would be capable of
enjoying it. After he had tied her up he had popped a couple of blue
pills. Jessica was a stunningly healthy young woman and he was not
finished with her by any stretch of the imagination.

He let her rest for a minute or two and then began to expertly manipulate
her breasts and pussy. He grinned as her nipples quickly stiffened again.
“Jessica,” he breathed into her ear. “I promised myself that when I took
you I would give you five orgasms that you would never forget. That was
only the first.”

Jessica opened her eyes and blinked up at him. Had she heard him right?
Was he serious? His knowing hands brought her arousal returned back,
stronger and more urgent than before.

He moved her wrist restraints close together, he wasn’t quite ready to let
her go yet. He effortlessly lifted her by the hips and flipped her onto
her stomach, the he lifted her again, jerking her up onto her knees, her
upper body stretched forward and her tits jiggling beneath her, He was
pressed up against her. “I suggest you take hold of the bedframe.” He
whispered in her ear.

Leon roughly jerked Jessica’s pants down to her knees and caressed her
buttocks, He slid his throbbing length between her legs where its slick
tip tickled her lower belly, then he dragged it back, grabbed her by the
hips and thrust into her.

She let out a small cry as he penetrated her gushing pink crevice. She
couldn’t believe how hot she was again already. Leon grunted as her thrust
in and out, shallow and then deep, over and over. He fucked her long and
hard, letting his fingers drift from her hips to tickle her ribs and
sides. The tickling that had been so tortuous now just added the pure
sensuality of the experience for her.

Despite the heightened state of arousal Leon had incredible self-control
borne of long practice. He was in seventh heaven as he tickled and pounded
into the bound blonde but even he had his limits. He felt that glorious
boiling bubbling sensation in his crotch and then his raging member grew
almost impossibly hard. Jessica was shrieking with pleasure at each
successive thrust. He closed his eyes and was engulfed in his own
shattering orgasm as he exploded into her.

Jessica had simultaneously ridden out her second climax too. Her entire
body sizzled. “Holy shit!” She wheezed, she was hot sweaty and aroused
beyond belief.

Leon bent forward and kissed her back. “That’s two, he whispered in his
ear.” He lay with her as they caught their breath but the proximity of
this wonderful girl’s body and the intoxicating scent of her sex soon had
him growing hard again. The little blue pills had done a fine job. He felt
like an eighteen year old.

He dragged her leather pants off completely and flipped her over onto her
back. She was entirely nude before him. Gazing up at him with expectant,
obedient eyes. She was there to be used and enjoyed, worshipped and
adored. “A goddess among women, and all mine,” he murmured happily. He
helped her tuck her legs behind her so her heels were almost touching her
bum, then he parted her thighs and licked his lips in anticipation.

The third orgasm was earth shattering, and caused Jessica to scream as
Leon once again found her erect clit with his tongue and nibbled at it
while softly tickling her thighs.

The fourth orgasm was fiery and urgent. He had her on her back and rode
her to glory, unable to resist tickling and licking her heaving breasts
and delicious neck as he did so.

The fifth orgasm caused Jessica to convulse with ecstasy as she was once
again taken from behind. His selfish thrusts contrasting with the gentle
fingers that snaked around to tickle her clit and nipples. She lost all
track of time. All she knew were the electrifyingly sensual waves that
lashed her body.

When it was over, when he had had his fill, he released her wrists. Her
arms flopped to the bed, her toned muscles had all the strength of a wet

He couldn’t resist giving her some more tickles in the armpits. She
giggled sweetly, unable to move even if she wanted to. He used a gentle
pressure, more of a barely there stroke than a full-fledged tickle

He gathered her up in her arms and gave her the most sensual kiss of her
life. It was the final straw, she moaned softly in his mouth and then
passed out. He lowered her back to the bed, she was exhausted, drained,
totally spent. He knew from pleasurable experience that she would sleep
for hours.

Leon gloated down at her. He had done exactly what he had told her he
would. She probably still hated him and he suspected she definitely would
in the morning. He gently drew a blanket over her. No sense in letting her
catch cold.

He went and cleaned and dressed himself and then used a damp cloth to
clean her up, paying careful attention to her privates and her breasts.
Her underwear was ruined. The shredded silk still held her scent and would
make nice souvenirs. He managed to wrestle her back into her leather pants
and uniform shirt. He didn’t bother to buckle or button her up.

He carried her to his car like the Sleeping Beauty she was and put her in
the passenger seat. Her duty belt, equipment and boots came too. He hummed
happily to himself as he drove. He had pulled the sleeping woman across
his lap and he couldn’t resist slipping his hands under her open shirt and
into her pants as he drove. She let out small stifled giggles in her sleep
as he gently traced her ribs, squeezed her bottom and wiggled his finger
in her bellybutton.

As such he was in no great rush to and it took him an hour to get to the
spot where her cruiser had been left. The keys were under the wheel arch
and the radio had been switched off. Leon lifted Jessica out of his car
and placed her in the driving seat of her own.

He lowered her seat back and couldn’t resist opening her shirt for a few
farewell kisses. It was a bittersweet moment for him as he buttoned her
shirt. He tucked it into her pants, pulled up her zipper, buttoned her
waistband and buckled her belt. He was a man who believed in doing things
properly. He took her in his arms and her gave her one last lingering kiss
on the mouth and then quickly hurried back to his own car.

As Leon drove back to his temporary base he reflected with satisfaction on
the night’s events. He had taken, tickled and ravished a beautiful and
sensual young woman. Was there any better way to spend one’s time. In a
couple of hours time he would be gone and there would be no trace of his
hideout ever having been at the old plant.

He pondered his next destination, spoiled for choice. South America?
Eastern Europe? Wherever he went, there would always be beautiful,
ticklish women waiting for him.

* * *

Jessica had been reprimanded for falling asleep on duty when she had
finally returned to the station just before dawn. She hadn’t told a soul
of her ordeal, how could she? She hated Leon for what he had done to her
but she couldn’t forget the feeling to surrendering to absolute sheer,
sensual pleasure. It was intoxicating. A couple of months later she still
lay awake at night thinking about it.

She was on a day off when a courier arrived at her apartment. He had a
small cardboard envelope for her. Her name and address were neatly
stencilled on the front but there was no return address. She signed for
the box and took it inside. She used a thumbnail to slit open the edge and
then tipped out two silver discs in bubble wrap. They were DVDs labelled
“1” and “2.” Her brow furrowed in confusion. What was this?

She padded into the lounge and put the disc marked “1” in her DVD player.
The screen was black but gradually grew lighter to show what looked like a
bedroom. The camera swivelled round and she saw herself. Dressed in her
police uniform. Unconscious. Tied to the bed. Jessica started in shock and
covered her hand with her mouth as the camera lovingly travelled up her
body from her toes to her head.

“That fucker! He filmed everything!” She gasped.

She shut off the DVD and stormed and paced into the kitchen, unable to
process what she had just seen. She poured herself a glass of water and
gulped it down. He had sent the discs to her so he obviously knew where
she lived. Was she safe? Was he coming after her again?

The young policewoman was furious and shaken in equal measure.

“OK get a grip, Jessica, get a grip.” She told herself. She took a few
deep breaths and then went back into the living room. She started the DVD
again and sat down to watch it. Her hands were balled into white-knuckled
fists on the knees of her jeans and she watched herself at Leon’s mercy on
the screen.

But as she watched the events of that night unfold, her hands relaxed. He
mouth felt strangely dry and a pleasant, almost feverish warmth suffused
her body. She untucked her shirt and loosened her collar as her body began
to remember with startling clarity every single detail of that fateful
night. She licked her lips and her right hand began to move up inexorably
up her thigh.

The End