Haili Gets Tickled

Beautiful Armpits

Ms. H walks around Haili, now standing behind her.

"Please don't" Haili begs, knowing exactly what's coming.

"If you want to pass, your gonna suffer through this" Ms. H says.

"Oh gooood" Haili says in a weepy voice. "Fine...let's just get it over with"

Ms. H smiles and raises her nails up Haili's arms and places them just above her armpits.

She begins to slowly drag them downward towards Haili's beautiful, naturally tan, bare armpits.

"This is not getting it done with!" Haili screams.

"Your right, but I'm taking my time!" Ms. H says.

Haili feels the nails scrape down across her stubble and slide down into the hollows of her pits. She feels them sit there for a minute, just wiggling around and then she feels them start to go back up.

"This time, I'm gonna stop when I think I've found the secret spot." Ms. H says.

"Oh god"

Haili feels the nails getting closer and closer to her secret spot and tries to brace but it's no use. Ms. H hits it with her nails and Haili lets out a small squeak. She closes her eyes and prays that Ms. H didn't hear that but she knows something is wrong because she feels the nails stop suddenly. They slide back down a tiny bit and start tickling again. Right above the stubble though so Haili relaxes for a second.

"Ah, nope. Must've just missed it. Let's try again." Ms. H says, sliding her nails down just a little more, landing them smack dab on Haili's stubble.

Haili's stomach drops. She feels the nails start up again and tries like hell to not laugh but it's absolute torture.

Suddenly, she feels the nails leave her skin. "What? What's going on? Am I done for today?" She asks.

"Oh don't be silly. I just want to try something quick...." Ms. H says.

"Try what?"

Ms. H raises her hands up to Haili's armpits and sticks out her pointer fingers only. She brings them closer and closer.

"This" and she starts to poke and pet at Haili's stubble with just her pointer fingers.

"Ahhhhhh oh my god no!" Haili screams.

"I knew it! Found your secret spot didn't I?" Ms. H says happily.

"Stop it!! Stop it!! Oh my god!!" Haili yells.

"Oh yea, that is definitely the spot!" Me. H says.

Haili tries to shake but can't move.

"Oh don't try to get out Haili. I still have more in store for you." Ms. H says.

"No. No no. No more in store for mehehehehehe! I'm not sure I can do this for the rest of the school year! I'm way more ticklish than I thought." Haili says.

"Well, if you want to graduate, you will do this for the rest of the school year." Ms. H replies.

She starts to wave her pointer fingers up and down Haili's stubble, while thinking of more ways to torture her.

"Alright, I'll give you a break and be back in a few."

A few minutes pass and Haili can tell the a/c turned off. The room is getting hotter. She is starting to sweat.

Ms. H walks back in. "Did you miss me?"

"With every bullet so far" Haili says.

"Ha! Alright, so now that your all nice and sweaty, we gotta dry your armpits up a little with some feathers."

"NO! NO NO NO!! DONT YOU DARE USE FEATHERS ON ME!!!" Haili yells, trying to fight her bonds again.

"Oh it's just for a little bit." Ms. H says, walking up behind her again and raising the feathers to her underarms.

"Pretty little glistening armpits!" She says, sticking the feathers into Haili's underarms.

"NOOOOOOOOO OH MY GOD!" Haili screams.

"Woah ho, these feathers work a charm! Can't wait to use them on your feet!" Ms. H says.

"NO! YOU WILL NOT USE THESE ON MY FEET!" Haili screams.

"Oh we'll see about that!" Ms. H says, speeding up the feathers.

"OH MY GOD!! THIS TICKLES SOOOO MUCH!!!" Haili screams again.

"I just love your vulnerable tan little armpits Haili. Nothing you can do to protect them. It may suck, but remember, your doing this so you can graduate."

"I know it's just hahahard to think about that with feathers tickling my armpits." Haili says.

"I can stop it you want. Just means you won't graduate...." Ms. H says.

Haili takes a deep breath - "No, I can do this. I want to graduate. I'm just a hell of a lot more ticklish than I thought."

"Good girl! Alright, back to it!" She starts fanning her armpits with the feathers again, immediately making Haili erupt with laughter.

A few minutes pass and Ms. H stops. "Alright, I think I dried your sweat up enough. I'll give you a minute to breathe and then it's time for your feetsies!"

"Oh Christ!" Haili says.