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Although Shelly's treatment has gotten far nastier ever since Kythee got a hold of him, today as been particularly brutal for the poor little captive. The sadistic feline has chosen to pay particular attention towards his feet, binding his wrists and ankles in wooden stocks and dispensing much cruelty on his soles.

Kythee repeatedly struck her victim's paws with a thin cane followed with splash of salt water, methodically alternating between two modes and occasionally taunting Shelly as he screamed through the gag upon each stinging pain. Watching the defiant prisoner finally break down into tears brought great delight on Kythee, causing her to continue the torture longer than she originally intended.

Shelly spent the night tearfully cursing himself for giving the torturer the satisfaction, although he knew that he would eventually break. He was tired—tired of the pain, tired of the misery, tired of wondering when his next chance would be. The young canine's hopes of freedom was already fading away ever since he was recaptured, and it all but vanished once Kythee chose him as her next toy. Shelly let out one last cry of frustration and violent thrashing against his sturdy bindings before letting his body go limp, head hanging low as he finally resigned to his fate as a slave for life.

He flinched when he heard the cell door slowly open not long after, letting out a quiet gasp upon realizing that the slavers were about to punish him for making the noise earlier. He hesitantly looked up upon the approaching slaver, only to notice that he was not one of the usual crew. The unfamiliar slaver paused mid-approach once they made eye contact with each other, resulting in an awkward silence.

After a brief moment of standoff, the avian slaver broke the silence by introducing himself as one of the more sympathetic type, discreetly apologizing for the fact that he's partially the reason why Kythee got her eyes on Shelly, as she caught wind of a nearby conversation where the subject of a particularly defiant prisoner was brought up. The avian felt remorseful about what Shelly had to endure ever since, and wished to ease the captive's misery until either he gets transferred to auction block or Kythee moves on to other new victims.

While tending to Shelly's wounded feet, the slaver solemnly asked Shelly why he chose to be as stubborn as he was, ignoring the fact that the canine was still gagged and unable to make any coherent replies. The avian did not deny that as a slaver he was probably the type of person to have that sort of conversation with those who had their freedom forcibly taken away, but he emphasized the necessity of making painful decisions in order to fight another day, having witnessed many prisoners needlessly perish long before they could have another chance. Although he acknowledged that the next chance might end up being even more unfavorable or perhaps never even arrive, the avian brought up that some slaves do end up living decent lives, perhaps even better than what their old, impoverished ones could possibly provide.

The slaver had finished bandaging up Shelly's feet during the discussion, and proceeded to stand back up and leave until his tail feathers inadvertently stroked Shelly's soles as he turned around, eliciting a sharp, audible yelp through the gag. The avian stopped abruptly upon hearing the reaction, and claimed to have suddenly remember another reason for his visit, slowly turning back with a surprisingly mischievous look on his face.

Shelly's sullen eyes suddenly sprung back to life as he noticed the avian pluck a feather from himself, realizing what was about to happen. The slaver wanted to make a deal with Shelly, promising to provide the prisoner with looser restraints and better meals in return for some excitement on duty. Of course, he was free to interpret Shelly's panicked muffling any way he desired, and gleefully inched the feather closer to its landing zone.

Now Shelly was really starting to regret his life choices.

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Type: Picture/Pinup
Published: 1 year, 7 months ago
Rating: General

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1 year, 7 months ago
I bet Shelly is loving the tickle torture for a change,the guy needs a laugh every once in awhile.

Great story, very well done :)
1 year, 7 months ago
Thanks! Laughter truly can be the best medicine, especially after a long day of particularly hard torture.
1 year, 7 months ago
Honestly, I never would have expected Shelly to be ticklish down there, but I'm very happy to learn that he is, and that the threat would cause that kind of a reaction. ;)

I've loved this character for so long, and now I feel even closer to him. Thanks so much for this excellent pic and story, dear Blue!
1 year, 7 months ago
Thanks! I actually wanted to reveal his tickle weakness a lot earlier, but never really got a chance to fit it in until now. Inktober's providing a lot of opportunities for these details.
1 year, 7 months ago
Oh my my, who would have ever thought? :D
1 year, 7 months ago
Totally a natural development!
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