Lapis was very impressed by Miles' perseverance. He's already lasted 10 minutes without saying the Safe Word.
Surely, Lapis' fans would be very impressed by this.
Lapis invited Miles to join her on another stream to test out another of Vera's machines he kept from her days as a spy. It was another interrogation machine designed to use tickling on its victims. This specific machine, however, was primarily used to extort confessions out of people.
Miles was completely against the idea of being strapped into another one of Vera's machines, but Lapis was used to this kind of reaction. Lapis told Miles that the machine was voice controlled, and that he'd only have to speak a single word to get it to stop. Even with this assurance of control over his situation, Miles still had to be pestered by Lapis for the entire rest of the day before he would agree to participate.
Lapis was very good at getting what she wanted.
Once at Lapis' house, the girl revealed the machine which she'd stored in her bedroom. Lapis wasn't interested in explaining to the bewildered boy how she managed to sneak the machine in here from Vera's basement. The girl was much too focused on getting her stream ready, which involved strapping her friend into the machine and turning on the camera.
With Miles in place and the stream going live, Lapis introduced herself to her audience like she'd done many times before. The girl's chat exploded when her fans saw Miles, each of them knowing that something bad was going to happen to the boy. Lapis promised them a demonstration of a cool new machine she'd found along with a new challenge she'd come up with.
"Hello, my little angels, to another episode of Loving Lapis!" Lapis said, standing in front of the camera. "In today's episode, we're going to be showing off another one of Vera's cool machines she let me borrow."
Lapis walked up to Miles, standing in place while strapped to the arm of the device. Lapis continued smiling for the camera, while Miles sheepishly avoided looking in its direction. He was already regretting agreeing to this just for the unwanted attention alone.
"Let's all welcome back my favorite guest on the show, Miles!" Lapis said, "Today's challenge will have Miles resist the machine's tickles for as long as he can. The only way to turn the machine off is to say the safe word. The longer he goes without saying it, the more points he earns, but the more intense the tickling becomes!"
Lapis then walked to the side of the machine and pressed a button. The arm of the device instantly started to move, lifting Miles off the floor and into the air. The arm stopped when Miles' feet dangled several inches off the ground. Miles was surprised by this development, to say the least.
"H-hey! We're not ready to start yet!" Miles exclaimed.
"Sure we are," Lapis replied. "The streams already running and you're strapped in the machine."
"Yeah, but you didn't tell me the- Hey!" Miles yelled.
Suddenly, two robotic arms extended from the base of the device and snaked their way over to Miles' feet. There, the arms grabbed hold of Miles' socks and pulled them off his feet. The socks were discarded to the ground.
"I'm not ready yet! Stop!" Miles yelled.
"I can't stop it. Only you saying the safe word can stop it." Lapis replied.
"THEN TELL ME THE SAFE WORD!!!" Miles shrieked.
The robotic arms had already started pressing their metallic digits into his soft soles. Each spiky finger dug into the squishy flesh of the boy's foot, scratching over every inch of surface they could find. Miles' large feet gave the hands plenty of room to play around.
"Hahahaha!! Turn it off!!!" Miles begged.
"I can't say the safe word out loud, silly. That would turn the machine off." Lapis explained.
"Mahheyheyheyheake it stohohohohop!!!"
The speed of the fingers slowly grew as each second passed, and the intensity of their scratches would get harder and harder. Miles' pale soles slowly turned pink from the tickling. His toes flexed and curled, his soles squirmed and spasmed. Nothing could shake off the mechanical hands.
Lapis never failed to provide to her fans. The audience loved what they were seeing.
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Miles' resolve was incredible to witness. He was still enduring the tickling, even after all this time.
When would his indomitable will falter?
Lapis had been sitting at her desk for over an hour at this point, commentating on the situation occurring right in front of her. Miles remained strapped to the arm of the interrogation machine, forced to endure endless tickling while his predicament was streamed to thousands. The boy was at his limit and couldn't handle another minute of tickling.
Despite this, the tickling continued.
Miles' hoodie and shirt had been discarded along with his socks. The boy was exposed shirtless and barefoot to the machine, whose mechanical hands invaded the crevices in his pits and belly button. Sharp, metal fingers dug into Miles' silky smooth skin and crawled along his exposed stomach and chest. His nerves were lit ablaze with the sensation of electric tickling.
Miles laughed and cried into his gag which had been placed over his mouth by the machine. A blindfold had been taped over his eyes leaving him blind and unable to see where the hands would tickle him next. His arms had been forcibly lifted and strapped above his head so the evil device had access to more of his body. Miles was afforded so little movement, he could do little but thrash his head around and let out muffled pleas for mercy.
Lapis watched intently as her best friend was stretched out and exposed by the machine. She did little to hide her interest in Miles' exposed torso as she eagerly eyed up his figure. Lapis had to hold herself back from walking up to Miles and giving that cute body a hug as she didn't want to block her audience's view.
Lapis seemed too entranced by Miles' bare chest to register his begging and screaming.
Miles squealed as the rollers at his feet picked up in speed. The rollers were made of a soft yet firm material that itched badly as they spun against his soles. Oils were secreted to keep his feet soft and tender as they began turning pink from over stimulation. The rollers pressed hard into his feet, holding them in place so he couldn't them in any way except curling his toes.
Miles' ordeal isn't done yet. The machine can't turn off until the safe word is spoken.
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Lapis had been streaming for over 4 hours. It was getting late and she was getting tired.
Maybe it was time to head to bed. No one appreciates how hard hosting a stream can be.
Miles was lost in a world of darkness. The only things he could sense was the feeling of dozens of metallic fingers pinching and tickling his exposed body, and the sounds they made as they did so. Miles' movement had been almost completely taken away from him, spare what little he could shake his head and wiggle his feet.
The machine had pulled Miles' body taut in its bindings, holding his arms and legs in place with straps. Tape had been wrapped around the boy's entire head, covering everything but his nose and a few patches of hair. Miles' lips were sealed shut, blocking the laughter and disrupting his ability to plead effectively.
All over Miles body were pointy fingers digging into every one of his nerves. He was being pinched, scratched, itched and tickled on every inch of his body. Fingers played with his belly, his thighs, his toes, and his soles. Miles flexed the muscles at each point he was being attacked, but nothing relieved the onslaught he faced.
Muffled laughter mixed with the inaudible sounds of squeals for mercy filled the room. The laughter would occasionally get interrupted by a quick snort of air rushing into Miles' drizzling nose before it would all get used up again in the laughter. Miles did everything he could to get Lapis to stop the machine... but she was much too tired to notice.
Lapis leaned back in her chair, resting her feet up on the table. It was getting close to her bed time and she was beginning to fall asleep. Miles still hadn't spoken the safe word yet and Lapis wasn't sure she could stay up much longer to see him figure it out. Lapis wanted to tell him the word before leaving, but she was so tired she couldn't remember what it was. It was some complicated word she thought sounded funny.
Lapis wasn't worried about leaving Miles. Vera's machines were always designed so the person being tickled couldn't escape the hell they were in, whether that be passing out or any other unintended method. Lapis was confident Miles would still be here in the morning... assuming he didn't figure out the safe word on his own.
With a yawn, Lapis said goodbye to her stream. Miles listened to the sound of Lapis' foot steps as she walked out of the room.
