Birthday Story! (Patreon)

Empoleon666 wrote this wonderful little story as a gift for my birthday and I did small sketch to go with it! Enjoy it here in High-Res as an exclusive before it gets published elsewhere!!

Celine let out a long sigh, trying to pick away at her binds. This was not how she wanted to spend her birthday

Her  wrists, bound with silk sashes, were tied to the headboard of a bed.  Her ankles and knees, tied with the same material, were bound together.  She was gagged with some silky material stuffed in her mouth that was  held in with a cloth tied over her mouth. Her eyes were covered by a  black sleep mask.

How did she wind up in this predicament? Well,  as previously stated, it was her birthday. However Tory Curia, her  mentor and BFF, was busy trying to perfect the formula to Bindium. She  was so busy, in fact, she forgot Celine’s birthday! When Celine tried  reminding Tory about what day it was, Tory cut her off and sent her  pupil off to fetch some materials.

As an upset Celine headed to the car, someone came up behind her and clamped a sweet-smelling cloth over her nose.

“Shh. Shh. Just take a deep breath and go to sleep, Cee,” Celine heard a familiar voice whisper into ear.

Celine barely was able to register the voice before passing out. An hour later, she woke up all bound up.

Celine  suddenly heard a door open. The birthday girl felt someone sit down  next to her and lift up her blindfold, revealing the owner of the voice  from before: Valentina Mala.

“Hello, Miss Eddysan. Did you enjoy  your nap?” the evil heiress asked as she pulled the cloth down from over  her mouth, fishing out a pair of pink panties from inside her mouth.

“Valentina! What are you doing?!”
“See,  I was originally gonna nab Tory and make her tell me the formula to  Bindium so that I could mass produce it before she could and make even  more moolah than I already got,” Valentina explained. “But when I heard  her tell you to run some errands, I knew that’d buy me some time to get  the info out of you before she realized you were missing...birthday  girl.”
“How do you know it’s my birthday?” Celine questioned.
“Trust me, I have my ways. But, come on, I at least was aware of your birthday...unlike your so-called ‘friend’.”

Celine shook her head. “Tory will remember...eventually. She’s just busy working on Bindium.”
“Speaking of which, I’d really like to know that formula, Celine.”
“I’ll never tell you!”

“Pardon  the cliché, but I have ways of making you talk. And since it’s your  birthday, I’ll use a torture method that won’t leave a mark,” Valentina  grimly stated. She got up, opened up the top drawer of her nightstand  and pulled out the instrument of torture: a long pink feather.

Celine’s eyes nearly bugged out of her head. “Please don’t.”
“I’ll  make it simple for you: I don’t stop tickling you until you spell out  every ingredient in the Bindium formula,” Valentina told Celine as she  started to tug off Celine’s socks.
“You don’t have to resort to this. I’m not even ticklish!”
“Oh,but  you will be after I’m done with you,” the horrid heiress countered as  she started to explore Celine’s feet with the feather.
“HAHAHAHA-STOP IT! AHHAHAHA-NO, NOT BETWEEN THE TOES! WAHAHAHAHAHAHA”

Meanwhile, back at the lab

Tory  was drumming her fingers, waiting for Celine to return from the errand  run she was sent on so that the scientist could set up a surprise  birthday celebration.

Of course Tory hadn’t forgotten Celine’s  birthday. As soon as her pupil stepped out of the door, Tory sprang up  from her desk and started to set up all of the decorations she had hid  around the lab.

“Come on,” Tory thought out loud, trying not to  eye the cake she purchased for Celine. “How long does it take to buy  half a pound of Sodium Chloride?!”

The End