Shy, Ticklish, Country Girl: Chapter 5 (Patreon)

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The halls of Sam Clemmons High cleared out more quickly on a Friday than any other day of the week. Students would race off to get a jump start on the weekend plans. Hang outs were set, dates were planned, carpools were arranged for short trips. The halls after the final class exploded with lively conversation and hurried banging of locker doors. It holstered the energy of freedom, a libertine response to the typical grip the faculty had over the students during the week. Several teachers would stand out in the halls and police order to little success while others sat inside their rooms, waiting for the rabble to die down before leaving into their own personal discussion of weekend plans. Some, still, continued their work based on the corrective needs of their students.

“Because you skipped,” Ashley said, standing by Jayden’s locker as she arranged the contents within.

“I didn’t skip,” Jayden reiterated with a disingenuous inflection. “I told you, I was sick after the sleepover.”

“You seemed fine at church, though,” Ashley said.

“What are you, my mom all of a sudden?” Jayden asked. She pulled several books and folders out and stuffed them into her backpack. “I just… wasn’t feeling well. You have no reason to suspect otherwise.”

“I think I know you pretty well by now,” Ashley said with a smirk. “But you’re right, I shouldn’t assume.”

“No, you shouldn’t,” Jayden said.

“What did you have?”

“Cold,” Jayden responded. “Flu. Strep. Small pox. Something like that.”

“Ah, so what did you tell Mr. Sarandon that you had to get out of his test?” Ashley asked.

“How dare you,” Jayden said. “I come down with Rubella and suddenly everyone thinks I’m a liar?”

“At least it wasn’t your brother this time.”

“He gave it to me, I’ll have you know.”

“Ah, my mistake,” said Ashley. Jayden rolled her eyes a bit and smirked. She shut her locker door, snapping closed the rotary padlock. The two made their way slowly down the hall, toward Mr. Sarandon’s Biology lab.

“Just needed a little more time, alright?” Jayden admitted. “Been a little distracted recently. Is that okay with you?”

“Hey, I’m not judging,” Ashley said. “Just don’t want to see you get into trouble. That’s all.”

“I can handle trouble,” Jayden said. “Trouble ain’t nothing. This test, however…”

“Did you study?”

“All last night.”

“Then you should be fine,” said Ashley.

“Maybe,” said Jayden. “I just hate tests.”

“Hey,” Ashley said, stopping Jayden in the hallway. Jayden turned and looked back at her friend. Her eyes fell upon Ashley’s smile. Her lips shimmered pink. Her cheeks bore a creamy complexion with a shy bed of rose beneath a blanket of freckles, scattered like stars. Ashley reached up and grabbed onto Jayden’s shoulders. Her hands were sturdy with a grip that was both tender and firmly reliable. Jayden swallowed and blinked. “You can do this. You’re smart, Jay. More than you give yourself credit for. I believe in you.”

“Th-thanks…” Jayden said in a winded breath. The anxious beating of her chest from before, approaching her makeup test, only worsened. Her mouth started to dry. Her wide eyes stared back, dark in the black engulfing the rich autumn brown. An amber hue rose to Jayden’s naturally smoky cheeks.

“You got this,” Ashley said. “You can do this. Now say it.” Jayden’s eyes bore into the warmth of her friend’s.

“I can do this,” Jayden said softly.

“Good,” Ashley said. “Yes you can. Now, come on. Don’t want to miss your chance again, right?”

“R-right,” Jayden said. Ashley started off, leading Jayden back into the walk toward the lab. “What are you going to do?”

“Probably hang out in the library,” said Ashley. “Get a jump start on Mrs. Opa’s final project.”

“That’s not due for another two months,” Jayden said.

“Yeah, well, not everyone procrastinates like you do,” Ashley said. “I mean, probably won’t get a lot done. Maybe just take some notes from the references she listed.”

“‘Things I won’t do until the week before’,” Jayden said.

“You say that like you won’t just ask to copy my notes,” Ashley said.

“Hey, I help you with stuff too,” Jayden said.

“Like what?” Ashley asked. Jayden shot her a smirk, cocking up a single eyebrow. She reached over and grabbed at Ashley’s side. She made sure to give it a firm, sturdy pinch with her whole hand, one Ashley could feel through her clothes. Ashley squeaked. She bounced back and let out a shrill cluster of giggles. “Ahhhheeehaha!” She giggled and held onto her side, her face blooming with a strawberry hue beneath her freckles. Jayden drew back her hand and smirked.

“Need more of a reminder?” Jayden asked. Ashley sighed through a cheeky grin. She stroked a strand of sandy red red behind her ear.

“N-no,” Ashley said.

“No?”

“Well, not now,” Ashley said. “Not here.”

“That’s what I thought,” Jayden said with a smile. The two walked up onto Sarandon’s room, a science lab complete with black slab tables, rarely used equipment lining high shelves, and a periodic table hanging up in front of the classroom. They peered in for a second to see Mr. Sarandon sitting behind his desk. His eyes were dark and tired staring back into his computer screen while a handful of students sat widely scattered around the room. Jayden sighed and adjusted the bag on her back.

“You got this,” Ashley said. “It’s just a small test anyway, no reason to be worried.”

“No, I know,” Jayden said. “It just sucks.”

“I know,” Ashley said. “You can call me later to talk about it, okay?”

“Alright,” said Jayden. “Catch you later.”

After leaving, Ashley headed toward the library to hang out for a bit. She knew she would probably work on the project she said that she would, but might also spend the time just reading and enjoying the silence. As she walked in, she almost expected to see Nathan sitting at the table they usually shared together. It, like most of the others, was vacant. Most of the library had been emptied, save for a few older ladies working the facility. One sat behind the front desk next to a stack of books, checking them back in one at a time, while the other rolled around a cart of books, placing them back into their designated areas.

Ashley walked in and smiled at Mrs. Geraldina behind the desk. She retreated to a spot in the back. Ashley sat and pulled a book out of her backpack, an old copy of The Hanging Stones. She opened it, pulled out the ‘Horse Life’ bookmark stuck about a third of the way in, and began to read. The library remained quiet. Outside in the halls, a few lagging students spoke loudly, their voice carrying more clearly being unmuddied by by others. In the distance, the school marching band practiced the pieces they would play during games while the cheerleading squad ran drills and routines out in the courtyard. None of it provided a distraction. Ashley read arguably better with the gentle ambiance of life happening around her. She found it kept the world from becoming uncomfortably stagnant.

About half an hour passed before Ashley checked her phone. There was nothing new, no message from Jayden or anyone else. She waited a little while longer before starting to pack up. Looking out of a window, she could see the sky becoming clearer, making for a pretty walk home. She walked out of the library and gave a look around. There was still no sign of Jayden. Ashley sighed, the hope that Jayden would join her sinking into a laissez faire slump. She put her arms through the straps of her bag and headed outside. The courtyard had been cleared of the cheerleading squad’s practice, along with nearly everyone else around. Ashley found the Clemmons campus to be somewhat eerie with no one else around, like a completely different place entirely. Starting her usual walk home, she almost failed to recognize the voice shouting from behind.

“Hey slut!” a sour voice punched through the air. Ashley turned around. Before she could see who it was, a hard shove slammed against her shoulders. She stumbled to catch herself and tripped over her own feet, crashing to the ground by the weight of her bag. Ashley looked back to see who had hit her. Standing above her, blocking out the direct glare of the sun, stood Gabriella. “So you trying to get with Nathan now, huh?”

“Wh-what… no, I…” Ashley stuttered. She quickly tried to push herself up to her feet. Upon standing, she turned and came face to face with another girl.

“That’s not what we heard,” she said. Ashley knew the girl’s name was Dinah. She only ever saw Dinah in hallways and in the back of classrooms, never having actually spoken with her. Dinah wore the cheerleading uniform. Her complexion was rosy with a slight glisten of sweat from practice. She pushed Ashley back toward Gabriella, who stood wearing the same uniform.

“In fact, I saw you the other day talking to him right out here,” Gabriella added. Ashley tried to turn away, to hurry off in any other direction, but Gabriella grabbed onto her wrist and flung her back. Ashley tripped once again. She was able to stay up, but just barely. Before she could react, she felt her bag being pulled off of her back. It was torn away from her arms and flung across the grass. Another girl stood there with the others. Ashley had shared several classes through middle and high school with Terran. She was broader with a rich, olive skin tone.

“What’s she gonna do?” Terran asked. “This bitch ain’t nothing. You said so yourself.”

“Yeah, I know,” Gabriella said. “But people need to know who not to mess with.”

“Please, I’m really not-” Ashley started to say.

“Hold her,” Gabriella said, nodding to Terran. “We can’t be long. Someone might see.” Terran came up behind Ashley and grabbed onto both of her arms. She pulled them back, keeping them tucked securely behind her back. The hold thrust out Ashley’s chest. Her face winced, her voice letting out a shrill, aching whimper.

“Gah!” Ashley cried. “Please… seriously, I didn’t-”

“Shut it, whore,” Gabriella said, coming closer to Ashley. “We know exactly what you did with him. Don’t we?” Gabriella looked back. Ashley turned to see someone behind her, standing passively looking down. In another matching cheerleader uniform, Patty stood by, rubbing her arm. She avoided Ashley’s desperate, confused stare and swallowed.

“Y-yeah,” Patty said. Gabriella looked back to Ashley, her glare cutting deep. Her eyes squinted, her nose shriveled with disgust. She came closer to Ashley.

“Apparently this little slut likes being tickled,” Gabriella said. The word thrust like a hard fist slammed up into her gut. Her eyes started to ache, Ashley’s vision morphed by the tears rising. “Heard it all from Patty. And didn’t I see you and Nathan out there, letting him put his hands all over you?”

“It…it wasn’t like that…” Ashley said, pushing back the tears. The other girls started to laugh.

“Aww, look at her,” Terran said mockingly.

“Yeah, Gabbi, you’re gonna make the little baby here cry,” Dinah added. Gabriella let out a hard chuckle.

“Aww, what’s the matter?” she said leaning in closer to Ashley. “You gonna go run home crying to daddy?”

“Careful, Gabbi, Nathan might come out and jump in,” Terran said.

“Yeah, I bet he would,” Gabriella said sourly. “Easy bitch like this, I bet she’d let him too. Let the whole basketball team have a turn, wouldn’t you?”

Please… I… I’m sorry, just…” Ashley said, tears starting to trickle. Her nose began to blush a gentle pink shade. Ashley sniffled and turned her head, still trying to pull against Terran’s hold.

“Oh, you’re sorry?” Gabriella asked. “About what? Putting out for Nathan? Or maybe being a little freak who likes to be tickled? Is that what you’re into?”

“No!” Ashley screamed. “And I didn’t do anything with Nathan!”

“Not what I heard,” Dinah said.

“No, it isn’t,” Gabriella added. “That’s what’s gonna get passed around now though. The weirdo horse girl likes being tickled and will let just anyone at her. Patty told us all about it. And now everyone’s gonna want a turn at you. You’re gonna be the new ‘little miss popular’. That’s just what you want, isn’t it?”

“No!” Ashley screamed again, starting to cry. The words left a burn blistering her deepest fears. “Please just let me go!”

“No, we have business to take care of,” Gabriella said. “Sluts like you need to be punished. Isn’t that right?”

“Yep,” Terran said. Dinah nodded her head with a smirk while Patty stood back, looking away in silence.

“And wouldn’t you guess that you’ve given us the perfect way of doing so,” Gabriella said. She smirked and flipped a lock of shimmering yellow hair out of her face. Ashley squirmed desperately, still trying to wiggle her way free. She pushed back the tears as she sniffled and sucked down deep, panicked breaths. Gabriella came up to her. She cupped her hand right underneath Ashley’s chin, forcing her attention. “Shhh, hush now. We don’t want you to cry. No, no, you should be happy. Smile more. We’re going to help you.”

Gabriella reached down and gripped the bottom of Ashley’s shirt. She yanked it up, revealing the pasty pale tummy underneath. Ashley shrieked, her breath stuttering as she squirmed. She pulled at her arms, unable to jerk them free from Terran’s grasp. The girls laughed as Ashley’s shame exuded a telling redness against her face.

“Stop!” Ashley shouted. “Gabbi please, I’m sorry!”

“No you’re not,” Gabriella said. “Not yet, at least. But that’s okay.”

“Jeez, you’d think for a bitch who spends as much time with the horses, she’d be a little bit darker,” Dinah said.

“Gross,” Terran added. “Nathan seems to like it, for whatever reason.”

“Not for long,” Gabriella said with a sneer. “We need to teach the little tickle slut here not to like putting out like she’s been. Hell, everyone else has had a turn. Maybe I should too.”

“No, please Gabbi!” Ashley shouted, cheeks burning red. “I’m sorry! Please, just let me go!”

“Awww, but I thought you liked being tickled,” Gabriella teased, her tone slimy and patronizing. “Don’t worry. After we’re done with you, I guarantee you’ll hate it. And then, no one will want you. You’ll finally know your place.” Gabriella lunged her hands down against Ashley’s sides. She spread her fingers wide and squeezed as viciously as she could. A burst of flooding tickles poured through Ashley’s body, pounding at her senses from both sides at once. She threw her head back, reeling and letting out a wailing scream of laughter.

“Naaaaaaaaaaahhhhhahahahahahaahahahaa!! Gaahahahahahahahaaa!!” Ashley shouted. Her legs shot into a bend, nearly collapsing her to the ground. Terran held Ashley up and kept her in place and available for Gabriella’s tickling hands. Ashley squirmed in place. She squealed and winced and wailed out a hearty stream of laughter. Her tear eyes spilled out onto her cheeks. The ticklish intensity was immediate. Angry, spiteful tingles poured through her body, shocking nerves spiraling within her midsection.

“Haha, listen to that pitiful laugh,” Dinah cawed by Ashley’s side. She laughed along with her, watching Ashley’s expression beam with cherry red horror and desperation. “Why would anyone be into listening to that?”

“Right?” Gabriella sneered. “And this gross fatness down here. Ugh, disgusting…” Gabriella’s fingers kneaded into her skin. They squeezed with a vicious abandon to the girl’s ticklish suffering. Each clawing press made Ashley’s nerves jolt awake. Her body squirmed with a mad series of jumps and twitches. Terran held on tight to Ashley’s struggling frame. She and Dinah continued to antagonize Ashley, taunting her as she wailed through heaves of strained laughter.

“Naaaaaaahhhhahahahahaha!!! Ekkkkeeeheeeehhahahahahaaa!! Stahahahahaaap!!” Ashley shouted. Her laughter peaked with small squeaks, piping up when Gabriella would punish her sides with vicious squeezes. Ashley shook her head and fought back the laughter. It was challenged and unpleasant, a deep regret boring through her mind with each and every tickle. As much as she despised being so humiliated and abused, Ashley could not fight against the sensitivity of her sides.

“Awww, but look how much you’re laughing,” Dinah said, her voice oozing like sludge. “You must love this.”

“Of course she does,” Terran said. “Ashley here will take anybody she can get.”

“Don’t make me puke,” Gabriella said. “This is to teach the little slut. After we’re done here, she won’t want anyone touching her ever again.” Her hands spread wide across the sides of Ashley’s waist and sides. The area was creamy pale and shook with each clawing tickle. Gabriella snickered as her fingers pinched and kneaded violently against every delicate nerve in the region. She moved from Ashley’s waist, across her sides, and up to her ribs. The girls kept her belly fully exposed, shivering as Ashley continued to twist.

“Nyaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhnnnnggghheeeheeeheeehehahahahahaaa!!!!!” Ashley cried as she struggled. Her hair flung side to side with rapid head swings. Tears trickled down her cheeks. Her arms pulled and pulled against the girl behind her until her body began to grow weary of the fight. Gabriella’s hands angrily squeezed at her sides, sinking into the doughy flesh as she would to torture a younger sibling. She flung her own hair back out of her face, standing tall to look down at the helpless farm girl. Her face twisted with a scowl of complete disgust while her eyes gleamed a sadistic shimmer, a delight in the observation of devastating ticklish effects.

“You brought this on yourself, stupid slut,” Gabriella said. “I’m sure you’d love to let the whole school tickle you, freak.” Gabriella shifted her hands upward, focusing more on Ashley’s exposed ribs. She had to lift Ashley’s shirt more, exposing more of her quivering, pale torso, but did so just beneath her chest.

“Ohh, my brother hates getting it there,” said Dinah, passively keeping a watch out for teachers. Gabriella chuckled.

“Good, maybe she will too,” she said. Ashley shook her head, but before she could form the words to object, Gabriella’s nails began clawing at the delicate ridges just beneath her breasts. Her touch shifted to one far more delicate and, through an element of expertise, more demolitioning of Ashley’s senses. She pinched and scratched at Ashley’s ribs, skittering her nails up and down both sets at once. Ashley let out a clenching shriek. Her expression retracted, her plump tinted cheeks glowing brighter with the immense shame seeping through her racing mind.

“Neeeeehhhheeeehahahahahahahahaaa!! Staaaahahahahahahaaaap!!! Pleheehehhahahassee!!!” Ashley pleaded through her laughter. She twisted violently, pulling harder than she ever had before. Flashes of the tickling she had shared with Jayden and the others raced through her mind. She recalled the experiences being pleasurable and maintained through a comfortable degree of control. The laughter she shared with them flowed naturally and free of stress. The tickles that poured through her, while devilishly intense at times, came like impish friends invoking a loving embrace. The tickling at the hands of Gabriella shot through her body like needles. The tickles poured like usual, if far too intense for her to find endearing, but the pain that they left gnawed at her autonomy and shame, degrading the powers within to make it stop no matter how desperately the need came.

“But maybe I can see why people would like this,” Gabriella said. “Reducing this bitch to a screaming little pile is actually pretty fun. Might make this the new halftime show.”

“Oh my god, that would be so good,” Terran said, shifting in place to hold Ashley steady. Gabriella chuckled. She skittered her nails up and down each row of pasty pale ribs. Ashley’s skin was soft and allowed Gabriella’s tickling fingers to glide by with a feathery touch. One by one, her finger spiked at the delicate ridges. They scraped and scratched across both racks, scribbling with complete disregard to the waves of tickles crashing through Ashley’s senses. The cheerleader laughed along to Ashley’s pitiful, crying expressions.

“Naaaaaaahhahaaaahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!! Pleehehehahahahahahahaaaaassseehhahahahahahaha!!!” Tears streamed down Ashley’s burning cheeks. Her laughter poured without its usual jovial, squeaking mirth. They gushed from her lips in crying wails, stuck within a pulsing vortex of ticklish abuse. It burned against her throat, her lungs beating against her thrashing heart. The more untamed Ashley’s expressions became, the more Gabriella smiled and allowed herself the freedom to torment the girl’s body with tickles as she pleased.

“Anyone coming, Di?” Gabriella asked.

“Nope, you’re good,” Dinah said.

“Good,” said Gabriella. “Get over here.” Dinah chuckled and flipped back a strand of dark red hair. Gabriella briefly stopped tickling as Dinah walked up closer to Ashley. She turned back toward Patty, shooting her a dismissive grin.

"Keep an eye out," Dinah said. Patty blinked and looked away, avoiding the initiative while passively darting her eyes. Ashley wheezed. She shivered and sobbed, pulling weakly at her arms being yanked behind her back. She whimpered and struggled, pulling side to side. Gabriella came up to one side of Ashley's body while Dinah positioned herself on the other side. Ashley's bare stomach continued to tingle with residual tickles. It shined by a thin layer of sweat draped across the blushing white torso.

"I wanna see how these armpits make her sound," Gabriella said. Dinah shivered slightly.

"Oooh, mine are really bad," she said. "I hope hers are even worse." The two lingered over the spots. Their nails waved and scratched lightly just outside of the Ashley's armpits, kept just off of the plush, slick skin within. Terran stretched out Ashley's arms, keeping her chest jetting outward. Her short sleeves rode up on her arms. Beneath, the soft, pinched hollows of Ashley's pits peeked out. Dinah and Gabriella giggled, taunting the shivering girl between them.

"Ple... ease... stop..." Ashley sobbed.

"Awww, are you going to stop talking to Nathan?" Gabriella asked.

"Y-yes... a-anything, please...." Ashley said, quickly nodding.

"Hm, I don't know if I believe her," Terran said.

"That's what I was thinking," Dinah added.

"Well then..." Gabriella started. She stared down into the dim opening in her sleeve. She aimed her striking nails inside of Ashley's shirt, digging her scribbling nails against Ashley's plush, humid armpits. Ashley shrieked. She jumped in place and threw her head back, crumbling into another fit of laughter.

"Waaaaaahhhhahahhahahahahahahaaa!!! Nnngghhhhhahahahhahahaaa!!" Ashley screamed. Gabriella, along with the other two, giggled at her new explosive reactions.

"That sound worse than you, Dinah?" Gabriella asked, her nails plunged deep into Ashley's delicate pits, scraping and clawing against the slick, spongy skin. Ashley wailed with laughter. Her erratic twitches grew more exaggerated, jerking and pulling against Terran’s tightening hold. Dinah watched, observing how the rouge tint of Ashley's teary cheeks darkened. She smirked.

"Hmm, not quite, but I think I can help," Dinah said. She cackled an obnoxious chuckle before following the attack of her friend. As Ashley's body tilted away from Gabriella, effectively toward Dinah, Dinah played with her body's pitiful attempts to evade the tickles. She clawed her own nails, glistening with blue polish, deep into Ashley's other vulnerable armpit. Ashley shrieked. Her body jerked in place, nearly lifting her entirely off of the ground. Her knees buckled, her figure twisting and pulling by exhausted reactions.

"NNAAAAAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAPPP!!!" Ashley's laughter echoed through the surrounding trees of the campus courtyard. Her body thrashed with a newly energized vigor, one driven by the innate fever of ticklish hysteria. The torturous tingles raged through her person, pouring in from both sides by each set of scribbling fingers.

"Haha, look how cute she is when she screams," Dinah said. Her nails flew into a sadistic regime of scribbles. They clawed and pressed deep into Ashley's humid pits. Each little flurry of scratches riddled Ashley's senses, leaving her mind only processing the maddening tickles.

"I don't know about 'cute', but I would be interested in seeing just how much people would pay to tickle this one," Gabriella added. "You know, since she likes it so much." Her fingers scraped inside of Ashley's shirt, pressing and scratching against the bare hollows beneath her arms. With Terran holding Ashley steady enough, both Gabriella and Terran were free to use both hands at once. Gabriella dug all ten scribbling fingers down into Ashley's fraile pit while Dinah took the liberty to pinch at Ashley's side, scouring her nails up and down that stretch of Ashley's midsection. Ashley danced in place. She screamed and cried out in ticklish laughter. Her knees buckled, her body resorting to becoming dead weight to escape the hold. Terran, however, held the girl firm. Gabriella and Dinah stayed close by to help keep Ashley suspended and subjected to her ticklish torment.

"STAAAAAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAAAPPP!! PPLLEEHEHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!" Ashley bellowed with strained laughter. Tears trickled down her cheeks. She squirmed and thrashed until her figure began succumbing to fatigue, only able to endure the ticklish torture with twitches and collapsing spasms. Her heart raced, pounding painfully against her chest. Her hair loosened from its braids. Frayed and tangled, strands of sun-bleached auburn latched onto the sweat of her brow. Her expression resonated not a feeling she had ever experienced being tickled before. Desperation. Anguish. Misery. None of it came from the tickles that she enjoyed and endured at the hands of Jayden.

"How loud can we make her scream?" Dinah asked with a laugh.

"Probably more when we get to the rest of her," Gabriella replied. "Here, get both her pits." Dinah grinned and reached across Ashley's body. With one hand still scribbling within one armpit, she inserted the second hand to mirror the motion in the other. She pinched both sets of fingers within Ashley's pits, scribbling and giggling along to the girl's screaming laughter.

"Naaaahahhahahaahaaaaa!! Stahahahahap!!! Stahahaaaap!! Pleheheaasseee!!!" Ashley shrieked. She twisted and pulled, her head shaking and flailing her hair about. Gabriella came back in front of Ashley, with Dinah staying to the side. Gabriella looked back down to Ashley's stomach. It quivered as she laugh, pulsing with each deep, gasping breath. It shook like marbled cream before her, perfect soft and inviting to the touch. Gabriella sighed and flipped her hair back.

"I'm curious to see how much this bitch can take," Gabriella said. "And I know of another spot that might be just as good."

Gabriella’s hands navigated down to Ashley's quivering stomach. It shined with a glistening whiteness, a delicate tone that boasted a telling sensitivity. It shook as Ashley devolved further and further into ticklish hysteria. Gabriella’s nails tapped across it first. They traced over the skin, lightly staking the tease Ashley with her own vulnerable disposition. When they touched down, Ashley let out a shriek through her manic laughter. She jumped in place, hopping off of the ground before letting her legs buckle back underneath.

"WHHHAAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAA!!! Ashley screamed. The girl bucked and twisted in place. Held up only Terran’s grip on her arms, Ashley thrashed to the fullest that she could manage. The tickles burst through her senses in furious waves, constantly building and breaking against her senses. Anguished, giggling cries poured from her throat, guttural and hopeless. Gabriella stayed up close against Ashley's squirming frame. She steadily picked up the scribbling of her nails against Ashley's belly.

"Dance for us, slut," Gabriella taunted loudly in Ashley's face. Terran held on tight while Ashley continued to struggle in place. Dinah stayed on one side, pinching both hands inside of Ashley's damp pits. Her fingers scratched wildly against the delicate mounds. They pushed and scraped, each dashing quickly enough to never leave Ashley with a moment not bursting with tickles. Gabriella did the same for her belly. Her fingers were aimed like ticklish weapons, each guiding a long, firm nail across Ashley's slick belly. Every little flick and scratch sent shocks of tickles all through Ashley’s midsection, compounding again and again on top of one another into a mass of torturous stimulus gnawing against Ashley's composure.

"PLEEEHHEHHAHAHAHAHAASSEEE!! STAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAP!!" Ashley screamed. Tears streamed down her cheeks. Her hair flung more and more with the manic shakes of her head. It loosened from their braids, collapsing into tangled, frayed strands that clung to her skin. Ashley twisted and pulled frantically. Her entire midsection was quickly flooded with tickles, more than she had ever had to handle at one time. Tears streamed from her eyes. Her laughter was cut with anguished cries. Still, no amount of visible misery deterred her ruthless ticklers. Dinah’s fingers kept in constant contact with her vulnerable armpits while Gabriella’s hands gnawed at the delicate nerves surrounding her belly.

“That’s right, laugh it up, bitch,” Gabriella said. She was close enough for Ashley to feel the residual heat emanating from her body, to feel each angry word puffed outward. Her mind could barely process what was being said. The girls continued to laugh and taunt more, only a fraction of which Ashley could absorb beyond the grueling storm of tickles.

“Don’t let anyone get near, Patty,” Dinah said. “Gabbi’s pissed.” Patty sighed and simply kept watch, remaining quiet.

“You’re damn right, I am,” Gabriella said. The two gave Ashley no quarter in her ticklish punishment. Ashley could only hope to endure as the waves of tickles raged through her body like flames to her senses.

“NAAAAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA!!! I’M SAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAARRRY!!!” Ashley shouted. She was scoffed at and mocked endlessly, the words lobbed at her as devastating as the tickles themselves. Gabriella’s nails circulated the girl’s belly. They scribbled and scratched in unpredictable patterns. After a while, she inserted a single finger into Ashley’s navel, scratching more to a new volume of laughter. Dinah’s fingers alternated between hard clawing at her armpits and delicate, feathery strokes of her nails. Terran held on tight to Ashley’s desperate thrashing. Ashley screamed. She bellowed wild, groaning fits of laughter. Her mind recalled how tickling used to make her feel with Jayden, even picturing Jayden’s smile as a source of comfort. Both memories began to fade more and more with each torturous tickle.

Gabriella pulled back. She and Dinah withdrew their devilish hands and observed the farm girl caught before them. Ashley heaved. Sweat dripped down her body. She slumped against Terran holding her up. All of her reactionary motions had reduced to simply catch her breath. She continued to weakly sob, coughing occasionally as she sucked down one deep breath after another. The girls chuckled at their work.

"Think she's learned her lesson?" Dinah asked.

"Hmmm, maybe… but I wouldn't want to take full advantage of the situation," Gabriella said.

"What did you have in mind?" Terran asked. Gabriella looked back to Patty. Patty averted her eyes, crossing her arms and looking away.

"Coast still clear?" Gabriella asked.

"Yeah," Patty said softly.

"Good," Gabriella said. She turned back to Terran. "Drop her." Terran smirked. She gave Ashley a firm shove, releasing her arms. Ashley stumbled forward. She tried to catch herself, but tripped again over one foot. She dove to the ground, hitting her knees first before falling flat on her stomach.

"Agh!" Ashley shouted. The girls giggled.

"Awww, dirty girl," she taunted. Gabriella came up behind Ashley. Ashley started to push herself up before Gabriella sat down against the backs of her calves.

"Hold her down," Gabriella said. Dinah scoffed and came over to Ashley's side.

"I got you," she said. She knelt down in the grass beside Ashley and pressed against her back. Ashley let out a strained groan, her breasts pushed against the rough turf. She tried to kick her feet, but Gabriella came quickly to grab onto the backs of her heels, holding the girl’s feet down by her shoes. As Ashley's energy began coming back to her, she started to squirm more. She fought to twist free, to look behind her to see what the girls would do next, but Dinah kept her pressed hard against the ground.

"Let's see, I bet I know where Ashley's especially ticklish…" Gabriella said. She snickered as she began untying Ashley's sneakers. Terran knelt down by her. As Ashley's shoe became loose, Terran took it upon herself to grab it and pluck it right off of Ashley's foot.

"N-no… please don't… please not there!" Ashley cried out.

"Ohhhh, sounds like you found a good spot," Dinah said.

"I think so," Gabriella said. "I just figured, because… well…" Gabriella coughed and quickly changed the subject. "Let's just see now…" While Terran untied the other sneaker, helping as she could to keep Ashley's feet as she as the pair could make them, Gabriella pressed a single fingertip down against Ashley's socked sole. Ashley continued to beg until a soft squeak escaped her lips. A twitch raced through her body, reacting to the touch like the press of a button. Her toes curled and feet kept trying to shift away. A pouring flurry of giggles quickly followed.

“Neeehehehehehheeeeheee! Nahahaht there! Plehehehease!!” Ashley begged through her laughter. A wide smirk stretched across Gabriella’s face.

“Aww, how cute,” Terran commented. “She still thinks she can talk her way out of it.”

“Well, for doing so, she chose some pretty stupid words to use,” Dinah added.

“Right?” Gabriella said. “That just makes me want to do it more.” She stared down at Ashley’s soles clad in thin, cotton socks. Terran held them in place, though they continued to squirm about. Gabriella kept the single nail pressed against Ashley’s sole. She bit the corner of her lip before beginning to scratch. Ashley’s nervous giggles quickly erupted into manic, wriggling laughter. She yelped into a new frenzy, one more telling than all the others.

“Neeeeaaaahahahahahahahhaaaaaa! Stahahahahahaaaaap!!” Ashley howled. She shifted beneath Dinah, who kept her down by sitting on her back. Ashley flung her arms back, unable to reach any of the girls to bat them away. She could only grasp at the grass below, her field of vision limited by the tickly green blades. Gabriella and Terran watched Ashley’s feet start to wiggle along with her. Her toes curled and bunched her socks. Terran and Gabriella laughed together, the former keeping Ashley’s feet firmly in place for the latter to extract her ticklish ploy.

“Aww, what’s the matter?” Terran asked. “Can’t handle a little foot tickle?” Gabriella’s nail scribbled quickly in place, concentrating heavily on certain spots before moving to others. She scratched at the girl’s heel, various spots along her arch, and right at the dip of her toes. Each spot kept Ashley wailing with frantic laughter, tears still streaming down her cheeks and watering the grass.

“Yeah, I thought you’d like this, freak,” Gabriella teased. She scribbled faster and faster with the single nail, picking at spots as the tickles compounded against Ashley’s senses.

“She does, that’s the problem,” Dinah said.

“Right, we have to get the slut to hate it…” Gabriella said. “Hmmm, how about…” Gazing down upon both of Ashley’s helpless soles, she knew exactly how to push the girl over the edge. She pulled back her single finger and hovered both hands over both feet. Behind Ashley’s back, she wiggled her fingers in the resonating humidity from her soles, if only for her own devilish pleasure. Ashley stole a few moments to catch her breath. She swallowed deep gulps, as she knew the tickling could only get worse. Within seconds, a sudden surge of tickles burst through her senses.

“NAAAAAAAAAHHHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAPPP!!” Ashley shrieked into a raging fit of laughter. Gabriella unleashed all ten of her nails scribbling across Ashley’s socked soles. She tickled with a ruthless abandon to her sensitivity, starting fast and working her fingers faster. Ashley’s screams echoed throughout campus. Dinah reached up to the girl’s face, clamping her hand over Ashley’s mouth. Her arms and body flailed uselessly, her cheeks glistening with burning tears. Her lungs struggled to keep up with the laughter pouring out of her with the weight of a whole person sitting on her back. None of the girls cared much for her turmoil. Dinah kept sitting, holding Ashley down. Terran held Ashley’s feet together. Patty stood by and kept watch. Gabriella released a torrent of scribbling tickles up and down Ashley’s delicate, helpless feet.

“This is for trying to take Nathan, whore,” Gabriella said, the anger in her voice having subsided to glee for the torment she facilitated. Her nails glided easily across Ashley’s feet. They explored all around the sides. Her fingers scribbled at her heels and up and down her arches. They dug underneath her toes once more. Everywhere Gabriella had already tickled Ashley’s feet, she came back with ten times the scratching power, clawing as fast as she could. Ashley screams became muffled by Dinah’s hand yet were no less shrill, cracking through a broken voice. Laughter gushed from her lungs. She twisted as much as she could to try and get free, unable to fight the three girls holding her down.

“AAAAAHHHHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAAA!!!!” Ashley sobbed through her laughter. Her head spun, her vision blurred by tears and a lingering dizziness. She tried desperately to move her feet away, but both remained in place for Gabriella to tickle as much as she desired.

“I feel like we’re still going easy on her,” Terran said.

“Oh yeah?” Gabriella asked, continuing to tickle the poor girl. “How so?”

“What if we took these socks off?” Terran asked. “Make her really feel it.”

“Hmm, I’ll have to wash my hands after, but I don’t see why not,” Gabriella said with a small giggle. Ashley could barely hear the two over her own laughter. Before she could realize what was happening, a sudden breeze rushed over both of her feet. A coolness caressed her burning soles, being instantly exposed to the natural elements. A dense dread sunk into her chest. Ashley’s eyes widened. She tried to shake her head, knowing her bare feet had been put on display for Gabriella’s sadistic revenge.

“There,” Terran said, returning her hands to help hold Ashley’s feet down. Gabriella gave Ashley little reprieve in the moment. Her flurry of ten scribbling fingers plunged back down against Ashley’s bare soles. Her feet, free from the minimal warmth of the socks, glowed a bright pink hue, beaming with a humid sensitivity. The moment Gabriella’s nails touched the soft, plush surface of Ashley’s feet, Ashley’s body jerked against them all. She let out a wailing cry that slowly melted into a fever of desperate laughter, louder than any they had ever heard before.

“GAAAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! NAHAHAHAHAAAHAHAAHAAA!!!!” Ashley shrieked against Dinah’s palm. The tickles waged against her bare feet stormed through her senses like a monsoon. The tingled and surged throughout her body, leaving Ashley a slave to basic reactions. She screamed and cried with forced laughter. Tears streamed from her cheeks that beamed with the resonating burn of humiliation. Her body twisted and thrashed by its own pitiful attempts to free itself. Her mind became slowly devoured by the tickles, unable to focus on, or think about, anything else.

“Oh wow, you really hit the spot,” Terran said.

“Sure feels like it,” Dinah added with a small laugh.

“Keep her down,” Gabriella said as Ashley’s movements became more exaggerated. “I want to make sure she really feels this.” Her long, firm nails raked over every inch of Ashley’s soles. Over and over again, they scratched and clawed, each little swipe sending explosions of tickles up through Ashley’s body. Her feet, trapped within Terran’s hold, could only remain upturned and stationary for Gabriella’s ticklish ploy.

“AAAAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAH!!!! STAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!! HEHEEEHEEEEEHAHHAHAHAHHAAAA!!!” Ashley screamed with laughter. She continued to rock in place, feeblishly trying to free herself from the madness. More and more, the realization of being completely helpless to the bullies seeped in. As exhaustion compounded the torturous effects of the tickles, Ashley’s thrashing lessened. Her shrieks of laughter lowered into gasping stretches of silence, though the tickles pulsing through her only continued.

“Mind if I help?” Dinah asked.

“Might as well,” Gabriella answered. Dinah giggled. She looked down to Ashley laying beneath her seat, having succumbed to fatigue against the grass. She wiggled her fingers in the air before driving both of her hands into Ashley’s armpits from behind.

“Heehee, tickle, tickle, tickle…” Dinah teased. Ashley’s upper half jerked, nearly knocking Dinah from her position, but she held on, using her tickling fingers to keep her place. Ashley wailed once again, her laughing face soaked with tears.

“AAAAAAAAHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!! STAAAAAAHAHAHAHAA!!!!!!” Ashley had no idea how the tickling could be worse, but the two tickling at once made it clear that, not only could it get worse, but that they would allow it to be. The girls laughed at Ashley’s helpless flailing. Gabriella kept up her assault against Ashley’s soles. Her nails skittered over spot after spot, never leaving her feet without a tickle. She guided her nails up to Ashley’s toes. Her fingers danced across each trembling, blushing bulb, scratching waves of devastating tickles through each. She dug into them, clawing deep in between and underneath. Ashley’s wailing, laughing cries quickly subsided once again to anguished gasping.

“Uh oh, you think we’re breaking her?” Dinah asked, her own fingers still tucked wiggling away inside of Ashley’s pits.

“Not quite,” Gabriella said. She looked over to Patty, looking away. “Hey, get my bag. In the side pocket is a hairbrush. Hand it to me.” Patty hesitated, keeping her arms crossed and eyes directed away. She made her way over to Gabriella’s backpack and reached on the side, pulling the hairbrush out of its pocket. Without saying anything, she passively handed it to Gabriella. The girl paused her ticklish assault only briefly, allowing Ashley’s suffering to be carried out by Dinah alone. She ran her finger across the hardened brussels of the brush.

“Ohhh, good idea,” Terran said.

“I know,” Gabriella said. “Hopefully this will do the trick.” Ashley had little context as to what was happening or why Gabriella had stopped tickling her feet, but even in her exhausted hysteria, she knew nothing good would come of it. Gabriella started again with no intention of easing her in. With the hairbrush gripped in hand, she aimed the bristles down against Ashley’s bright pink soles and immediately began scrubbing.

“NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAAAAAA……..nnnnnaaaaAAAAAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!.... aaaaAAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAAAAAAA!!!” Ashley screamed until her voice began to crack. Her eyes widened to the eruption of tickles that ravished from her feet. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before. Dozens of tiny fingers all scraping as one, violently rushing over her delicate soles several times a second. Her lungs still could not compete with the laughter forced from her mouth. Her body thrashed at the tickles far beyond her control. Her senses could barely gather the full amount of stimulus all at once and her mind flushed out all thought beyond surviving the ticklish agony.

“Oh wow, nice move,” Terran said. Gabriella focused all of her attention on scrubbing the brush against Ashley’s feet. She worked her strokes back and forth, faster and faster, giving herself a legitimate workout. She tickled angrily, the hard bristles of the brush scraping loudly enough for all the girls to hear when Ashley’s laughing fits broke into sharp bursts of silent gasping.

“Bitch needs to learn…” Gabriella muttered. With each pass of the brush, Ashley’s soles blushed brighter with overwhelming sensitivity. Ashley weeped through her laughing fits. About what little she could still think, the tickles, worse than any she had ever experienced, gnawed at her. They filled her body and mind with endless streams of misery. For the moment, she had come to hate it. For the moment, she lost all memory of ever liking it, questioning how anyone could. She cried. Every ounce of her not thrashing and laughing was begging it to stop, any way the torment could.

“AAAAAAAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!! …..nnnnaaaaaahaAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!” Ashley’s eyes rolled. Her head swam with a light, fluttery feeling. The living nightmare started to become more and more like an actual nightmare. Gabriella continued to scrub viciously against her soles. Dinah still kept up her tickling of Ashley’s pits, riding the back of the thrashing girl like a show horse. They laughed and continued to taunt the shy, country girl.

“Keep the bitch still,” Gabriella said, gripping the brush in her hand. “I wanna see how long she can take before she pisses herse-” A crushing force slammed against Gabriella, sending her toppling over onto the ground next to Ashley. The girls all sat up, getting up off of the pale, ticklish redhead. Ashley wiped her eyes and looked over to the new pile that had suddenly formed beside her.

“Maldita perra!” Jayden screamed and growled. She gripped onto Gabriella’s hair and cut a sturdy hook across her jaw. Gabriella tried to block the girl, holding up her hands to force her back, but Jayden pushed through her attempts. She slammed Gabriella’s face down into the dirt. The darkening of her face highlighted her wide, unyielding eyes. A hateful stare burned through Gabriella’s composure, snarling and screaming in lieu of saying much else. Terran grabbed Jayden by the shoulders. She tore the girl off of Gabriella and down to the ground. Dinah rushed to Gabriella’s side while Patty around uselessly glancing back and forth between the two.

“Ugh, you bitch!” Gabriella shouted. Ashley crawled away and huddled into herself. Her hands shivered as tears poured down her face in deep sobs. Jayden batted away Terran’s grip before flinging herself to her feet. She wiped a smear of dirt off of her cheek and lips, keeping her eyes fixed on Gabriella. Dinah helped Gabriella to her feet. Jayden ran over to Ashley. She knelt down and placed her hand on Ashley’s back.

“Ash… Ash, I… are you okay?” Jayden asked. Ashley buried her burning face into her palms. She weeped heavily into her hands, her sobbing growing deeper the longer the shame bores into her mind. Gabriella touched her lip. She pulled her hand back, catching the glistening sheen of blood on her fingertips.

“You bitch, you’re going to pay for that!” Gabriella shouted. She stormed forward, Terran trying to hold her back.

“Hey, hey, we need to get out of here,” Terran said. Jayden looked back toward the girls. Her eyes squinted, ignited by a storm raging behind her scowl. He first looked to Patty. Patty stood by, speechlessly looking back and forth between Jayden and Gabriella. She stumbled over trying to speak. Patty turned toward the school and took off running, leaving them all behind.

“You touch her again, you come near her again, I will kill you,” Jayden said, turning back to Gabriella. Gabriella sneered, her lip shaking as she wiped away the blood. She backed away toward the main road. Terran and Dinah stayed with her, leading her away from the scene. Gabriella barked something back in return, but Jayden had already come back to Ashley on the ground. She examined her friend, her throat clenching and shaking. “Ash… Ash, are you hurt?”

“N… no…” Ashley said. She whimpered as she spoke, still sobbing into her hands. Desperation cut through her quivering voice. She sniffled. She whined as she sobbed. Jayden looked around. She stood to retrieve Ashley’s bag, along with her shoes and socks. She brought them back over, kneeling down to help her.

“Here, um…” Jayden started. “I… I want to help. Can I…?”

“No!” Ashley shouted. When she pulled back, Jayden could see the dense redness of her cheeks. Her face shined with tears still falling from her eyes. She hid her face behind her loose hair, looking away from Jayden as she snatched up her footwear.

“Ash, I’m sorry,” Jayden said. “They’re gone now.”

“Doesn’t matter,” Ashley said. She slipped her socks back on before tying on her sneakers. Ashley hurriedly pushed herself to her feet. She kept pushing back the urge to sob, the need quivering in her voice.

“It does, though,” Jayden said. “Ash, please talk to me. What happened?”

“I don’t want to talk about it!” Ashley snapped. “This was a mistake…”

‘What was?” Jayden asked. Ashley snatched up her bag, running her arms through the straps. Her face, arms, and clothes still had streaks of dirt and grass stains. Mucus dribbled from her nose. Ashley wiped it off on her arm. She kept her head low, still trembling and fighting back the tears.

“This, all this!” Ashley said. “This…. tickling… I don’t even want to say it, it was all a huge mistake.”

“Ashley, it’s not that bad,” Jayden said. Ashley started to storm off, heading in the long way home.

“It is!” Ashley yelled back. “I’m a freak now. I tried to keep this a secret, but I should have known… I was just so stupid…”

“Ashley, please, just talk to me,” Jayden said, running to catch up with her. She reached out. Her fingers gripped onto an outer pocket of Ashley’s bag. Ashley yanked herself forward, jerking away from Jayden.

“Let go of me!” Ashley screamed.

“I’m just trying to help you!” Jayden argued. Ashley continued to pull away while Jayden kept a grip on her bag. She came closer and reached for Ashley’s arm. Ashley snatched it back.

“I don’t need your help!” Ashley screamed. She slipped out of the backpack, letting it drop with Jayden’s hand still holding onto it. It hit the ground at Jayden’s boots.

“Ash, what is your deal?” Jayden said. “Seriously, talk to me!”

“Just leave me alone!” Ashley yelled as she started to run. She abandoned her bag and ran as fast as her legs could carry her with such little remaining energy. Jayden tried to bolt after her, but stopped as she reached the trees. She watched as Ashley sprinted off into the woods behind the school, the sound of her crying echoing long after she had vanished before her eyes.