Chapter 4: Joy Overcomes Pain
Redemptionheart needed to be patient. A cracked rib was certainly nothing to sneeze at when it came to this kind of torture. She must’ve been dealing with so much, but in the end this wouldn’t change her mind in the slightest. Trueheart was a naïve, too happy, and irritating thorn in Redemptionheart’s side. Redemptionheart thought to herself that if she had to break all the ribs in that goody-goody’s body it still wouldn’t be enough to repay all the stolen attention.
Tickle torture sure was a lot of fun. Every part of that furry body was a possibility. It was no use trying to do the exact same thing twice…sure, those tickle spots were an obvious choice to go back to. Her fetish revolved around them, especially under the forearms. Greed made her pant again as she realized she hadn’t even touched them in a few days. How pitiful. She needed to correct that. Trueheart was unconscious, but Redemptionheart’s mind was still lusting for more. The patience level shattered as she physically could not restrain her urge any longer to tease and to tickle. That tickle spot was almost calling out to her, as the limp unmoving body was just waiting to be tickled.
Redemptionheart paused for just a moment. In all her years of tickling, she had never, ever done it to a person, even herself, that had been unconscious like this. Sleeping was different, as it was a super easy thing to do to wake a sleepyhead up by a good tickle. This tickle was something that would take all her effort to do, because an unconscious KO is much more gone mentally than a sleepyhead Care Bear.
“Get the camera.” She ordered one of her mechanical slave hands. The hand did a salute in the air and crawled along the floor of the lair until it reached one of her many cameras. It held the device and pressed the play button. It recorded what was to be the first experiment of the KOed Care Bear series. Redemptionheart was a very smart Care Bear, and she figured that since this cutie had fainted after the first broken rib, that same fate would happen to her again after each broken rib after this. That would mean over 20 different occasions where Redemptionheart could experiment different tickle torture methods to attempt to reawaken a KOed Care Bear! The mere thought of this nearly was enough to make the tickler herself wet a little bit with joy. This was too good to be true, but yet it was true. She, Redemptionheart, was going to pioneer a new frontier in the art of the tickle torture.
Of course, the new recording would have to start off with an attention-grabbing act, so what better way to do this than with her personal favorite tickle spot…the underarm tickle spot. She decided to go with something unique. One paw was unarmed, not even her claws were out. She simply would let her furry, kind of chubby fingers stroke that wonderfully ticklish spot, just so she could literally feel the movements of fur with her own fur. The other paw would be armed with her personal favorite tickling tool, a nice, simple, lovely feather. Having two distinctively different tickling materials at the same time would be a treat to see if it had any more intense effects while she was awake…she’d have to make a mental note to do this later within the next month…maybe even the next week!! She had this cutie all to herself…and Redemptionheart snarled at herself for thinking that her victim was cute. That was the whole reason that she trapped her in the first place!!!! Ah well. Sincere, sweet victims were always more enjoyable to Redemptionheart anyway. No use getting angry with a fetish.
The furry paw made contact first. She wriggled her fingers just like a foot would wriggle all the toes at once. As each paw slid and scrapped that tickle spot, for the first 20 seconds not much happened at all, not even the fur under the tickle spot so much as twitched, but then after the 10th wave of wriggling furry fingers, that tickle spot began to sink and jiggle upwards, almost like a mini trampline against the furry fingers, and something unusual and unexpected happened. The KOed Care Bear’s face began to smile. She even mumbled something like a sleep talking thing, but as soon as the tickling paw stopped, the smile disappeared and the closed eyes tightened in a painful way.
“Hmm…my my. What kind of dream are you having in your widdle head?” The tickler cooed in an evil way, like Mother Grothel from Tangled. “I bet I can alter even your dream’s reality widdle sweet Trueheart. I have the power to do that you know. All it takes…is…the…” The feather on her other paw slowly slunk towards the other underarm’s sensitive tickle spot. “Right…tool. Heh heh hehhh…” A huge dastardly grin took up most of Redemptionheart’s purple furry face as she began to rotate the feather like an incoming helicopter. She thought to make a sound effect like an incoming bomb dropping, and then decided since the Care Bear was unconscious she could do whatever the hell she wanted, so that’s what she did.
“ReeerrrrrrrrrmmmmmBBruuussssssshhh!!!” The feather made contact and the tickler’s eager panting was heard as she furiously swished and swerved that tool of ticklish destruction all over every single hair of that furry tickle spot. The unconsciousness only lasted about 5 seconds this time until another smile broke free from the spell of unconsciousness. The tickle spot under the influence of that furious tickling tried to influence all the arm, but only a fraction of the arm moved. However, the more the tickle spot was under attack, the more her unconscious body, millimeter by millimeter, began to twitch and become alive.
Trueheart’s dream was one of flowers, joy, and sunshine. Her friends were all there, and she was living her dream of freedom. She hated being trapped here all alone, and she really didn’t like how there was no sunshine or joy felt at all. Some breeze blew in her dream, ruffling the hairstyle she had, and she looked up at the sky to stare at the blueness and the beautiful sunlight. The flower petals were dancing all around her and one landed right in that devious little devil of a tickle spot under her forearm, the same one that the feather was tickling in reality.
“He hee!! Don’t do that little flower. I’m v…very tickliIHE HEE HEE!! Another petal joined in on the fun and was at another section of fur on that tickle spot. The wind picked up again and the petals wavered and twisted against the fur.
“Ha hahahaHAA!! Oh stop it you guys! That tickles so much!!” Her cheeks blushed and her nose crinkled as she lifted her other arm to swat the troublesome petals off.
At that exact moment in her dream, the tickler in reality extended her claws on the other paw to initiate the real experiment of having two different levels of fluffy and sharp tickling sensations. “Coochie, coochie coo. I can see that little smile getting wider! Heh heh hehhhhh…come on. Wakey wakey widdle Trueheart.”
A grasshopper jumped from the ground right up against that other exposed arm’s tickle spot. It’s long legs poked her arm and as it landed the rest of the four legs were scraped against the dreaming bear’s tickle spot. In both reality and in her dream instead of the usual crying and wetting, instead a different body reaction happened. Her entire body began to vibrate. Redemptionheart was puzzled as why no crying was happening, but as the vibrations got more noticeable it was like a whole new experience. Just tickling these two most sensitive tickle spots…it was like a wave of refreshment for her fetish. This was heavenly!! She needed more! MORE! She intensified the rush of tickling, and she failed to notice that she herself let loose a little bit as her joy overcame all emotion or reason. Trueheart’s mouth was beginning to open in that smile and Redemptionheart could tell that judging by how her chest and throat were vibrating and wriggling more than any other part of her body, including the tickle spots, the unconscious body was trying desperately to wake up its master with a huge laughing fit.
It took an entire minute, so much energy and effort Redemptionheart had put into this tickling that she herself was beginning to feel fainter for the effort. However, it was all worth it as the chest contracted mightily and her head jerked forward in the most wonderful, intense laughing fit that Redemptionheart had ever heard in her life. The joy was simply too much for the tickler to contain. As the cute bear’s eyes, watery and desperate, looked around, the paw and the feather tickling her were easily the first things she saw. The helpless feeling returned and her pleasant dream was what she wished she could return to.
“I-I-I HAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAAHAAHAAAHAAAAA!!” She couldn’t speak what she wanted to say, but her eyes, through the streams of tears, told everything that her voice couldn’t. They told the purple tickler to please stop tickling her. Trueheart couldn’t take it anymore! This just caused Trueheart to giggle herself, although it wasn’t anything like the sound of laughter coming from the victim.
“You can take more, and you WILL.” Joy had overcome pain, in the ways that weren’t totally expected. The machine hand pressed the STOP button so the next time Trueheart fainted, a new chapter of that video would resume.
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