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TicklerM Tickling animations (Both Genders) View File Hello, I am uploading these animations to start a project. Open a patreon to be able to provide them with a constant update. Patreon: patreon.com/user?u=84733161 Despite the fact that the test images are in male individuals, it's fully functional in women characters, don't worry about it For a better experience it is recommended to have the "Feet HD" mod although it is not mandatory to have it for its functionality Remember that the animations are in the "Teasing" section. Submitter TickleMaster Submitted 12/24/2022 Category Animations - WickedWhims Requires  

A while after meeting Piper, I was abducted in my sleep and taken to an unknown place. Completely naked, with a collar around my neck, my hands and feet bound, I had no choice but to comply. This place was unlike any in the Commonwealth: very sophisticated and uncluttered, even my captor seemed to come from another world. Had I been captured by what the locals dreaded most of all, the Institute? I was led to a couple of scientists expecting my arrival. "Greetings Calista. Welcome to our laboratory! I'm Dr Ayo and this is my colleague, Dr Secord. We've learned from multiple reports that you're a very unique individual, and we look forward to testing our latest experiment on you." "What are you talking about? I'm not your guinea pig. Release me, you lunatics!" "Doctor Secord, take her to the device." "With pleasure, Doctor Ayo. It's rare to have such perfectly balanced subjects!" A sick, perverted hag staring at my body... A sense of déjà vu. Doctor Secord and her armed guard brought me into a spacious room with glass tubes and a huge machine at the far end. The old scientist made a brief summary of their inventions: "Over the years, we've created synthetic life and teleportation, our two greatest achievements. Today, we're getting close to our next breakthrough, one that will revolutionize the world. Step onto the platform Calista, please." "You won't get away with this! People will notice my absence and will come looking for me!" "They'll certainly try, but they'll fail miserably. Now let me tell you what's going to happen: When the device boots up, you'll feel a little pain from the radioactive rays, but don't worry, it'll only last about a dozen seconds. You might also experience your hand cuffs coming off to magnetize to the unit, but rest assured, your feet won't move off the ground. Any questions?" "You're totally insane, you know that, don't you?" "I'll take that as a no. Doctor Ayo, you may begin the procedure." The device started up with a blast as loud as an aircraft engine. The radioactive rays emitted a red and green aura that burned my skin. Just as the scientist had predicted, my hand bonds tried to stick to the machine's turbines. I cried out in pain, hoping it would all blow over. After about ten seconds, it did, and I fainted. "Doctor Ayo, the experiment worked perfectly! The subject fainted but suffered no damage, and its bonds are still fully operational." "We have to be careful, Dr. Secord, as we're still limited by the beam's range. Take her to Advanced Systems, the project leader will take care of the rest." "She won't get far in her current state, but I understand your concerns. I'll bring her right over." After a few minutes, I regained consciousness but something seemed to be wrong. Lying down on an operation table, my head was spinning and my whole body felt numb. I looked incredibly weak, as if the world around me had tripled in size. What was their experiment and what on earth did the Institute want from me? It wasn't an impression, it was a reality: a scientist sitting across the room five times my size shouted at me as I knelt forward. "Awake at last! Welcome Calista, I'm Doctor Madison Li, I'll be taking over from here." "What have you monsters done to me? Let me go!" "As you may have noticed, you've shrunk. In fact, you're about a doll's size now. Congratulations, you're our first scaled-down human subject! Until you leave our headquarters, you'll remain at this height." "You're horrible! Why do you want to shrink humans? What the hell have we ever done to deserve this?" "Shrinking some species was a necessity: Super Mutants or Deathclaws to name but a few. For humans? We needed an alternative solution to replace them with our synthetics. Instead of killing them, we shrink them. They make ideal guinea pigs and can be recycled. Speaking of which, we've got some work together." Doctor Li stood up and came closer. I felt a vibration with every step she made, the further she advanced, the more imposing she became. The elder scientist stretched out her arm to take my tiny body: "What are you going to do? Get away from me!" "Do you really think you can do anything to stop me, Calista? Be a good doll and everything will go well." She had a valid point, I was still weak from the machine and at my size... There's no way I could stand up to a giantess. The scientist held me up to her height, face to face, to explain what was planned next: "You're a very charming little one, it's a pity you're our main subject..." "Why don't you give me back my size, take me home and I'll forget all about it? I swear I won't tell a soul!" "Nice try, but it ain't happening. We'll go to my office, I need a... small sample of your blood to complete our experimental results. You're going to behave, aren't you?" "Go to hell, you crazy hag!" "Quite the rebellious temper, I'll remedy that issue." Doctor Li took me into her office. It was a large research space with plenty of switchboards to monitor her team's progress; she was the leader of her division, after all. "This is my study, Calista. I spend most of my time here. So you'll be safe and very close to me. Anyway, time for us both to head for the workbench." I remained silent, recovering what little energy my tiny body could now contain. Just above the work surface, the scientist drop me. I fell a good half-meter, which on my scale seemed far more frightening. I screamed, thinking that my miniature life might come to an end. All I could see was Doctor Li's cold, heartless stare. She knew exactly what to do and how to do it: I was nothing more than a unique experimental dummy in her mind. My fall was slowed by my restraints on hands and feet: they were attracted by the work surface. Completely helpless, my little limbs in a spread eagle position with Dr. Li examining me. I was angry at her for making me suffer that fall without warning me first: "You're nuts, lady! Are you having fun treating me like a doll? You could have killed me, you evil old bitch!" "Everything was under control, this work plan was designed to handle your bindings. However, your rebellious side is getting tiresome. I think it's time you had a humbling experience before sampling." Unable to move, I could only watch. The scientist used her index finger to tickle my foot. Even at this size, my soles were still highly sensitive. I giggled as I tried to contain myself, but Dr. Li knew what to do and, above all, where to do it. "You see Calista, we've learned a lot about you from your own story published by that Diamond City journalist. They're great adventures, revealing your strengths and especially your weaknesses. I guess after a little tickle session, you'll be less defiant, won't you?" "Ahahah, stop it you freak! I won't give up!" "Good, I love challenges." "Looks like your whole doll body is ticklish! Even those private areas... And that doesn't just make you laugh, does it, little Calista?" Doctor Li was right, my giggles got coupled with a few low moans when the scientist stroked my sexual parts. It hurt me to say it, but I enjoyed her touch. Each of her fingers alternated between tickling and fondling with a meticulous precision. "Your story is true and you didn't overstate the details... How fascinating! I could keep toying with you for hours..." "Playtime's over, let's focus on the task in hand. Now that you seem more eager to comply, this should go well. I'm going to take a blood sample from your body, to see if there are any side effects to the shrinking process. You may faint for a few minutes, but that's normal, as your blood capacity is much lower. Rest assured, I'll ensure that nothing goes wrong for you, Calista." I didn't know what to say, but I had to take the elder scientist's word for it. The doctor turned me over. From the spread eagle position to all fours, my foot restraints firmly locked to the work surface, the scientist had a clear view of my buttocks. She picked up a syringe to draw a blood sample out of my tiny body. I let out a pained cry, leaving my bottom not unscathed by the needle. It was so humiliating to be treated like a lab rat, but I had no other option within my limited reach. "It's done. You see, nothing went wrong. I'm going to analyze these results while you quietly rest on the worktop. Even though I've only taken a tiny sample, your body has still some adjustment to make to the shrinking process. I'll be close by, so don't try anything. Your physical condition won't tolerate it." I collapsed for a few moments. I was so weak, so exhausted, all I wanted was to get out of that hell. "Oh, poor tiny thing... Don't worry darling, it will all be over soon. Come on, l'll take you into the next room, my bedroom. There's something you need to see." When the door opened, I couldn't believe it. Another me, in a vault suit stood in front. I started sobbing, I quickly figured out what happened next: "No, this isn't real, I refuse it! You made me, you monster!" "Calista, meet Calista, our next-generation synth. Thanks to your blood sample, this Calista is as human as you are. If only you weren't doll-sized... Anyway, I won't be needing your assistance any longer. A proper good sleep might be helpful for you... We've still got plenty to check in your brand new miniature world!" Doctor Li put me on the bed with a gentle touch. My double followed her, and they both stared down at my body. This atmosphere gave me a strong feeling of anxiety, with two giant people scrutinizing my slightest movements, there was nothing I could do in my condition. "I'm really sorry for you Calista, but in the future, Science will be grateful for all your hard efforts." "Don't pretend you care, you've already created me as a synth! I'm just your guinea pig, admit it!" "You're right. I tried to comfort you, but you're obviously just too smart. I've got some preparations to make for Calista's synthetic appearance in the Commonwealth, so I'll leave you alone here. Don't bother, the door will be locked and there's no way out of this room." "Go to hell you evil witch, I don't believe you!" The scientist and her creation left the room. I felt abandoned, my isolation created a panic in which I cowered, trying to realize my situation: the Institute had kidnapped me, shrunk me and replaced me with a duplicate version of myself. It was too much for my tiny frame, and I started to scream, hoping the nightmare would stop. Meanwhile, the synthetic Calista peered at me through the glass, and for the first time I saw her express an emotion: she was smiling at my misfortune. My scream broke through the chaos I had just witnessed. I woke up in my bed in Goodneighbor, a brutal but crucial reality check. My abduction by the Institute, the shrinking, doctor Madison Li, my double, all these elements had been fabricated by my mind in my sleep. The whole thing combined to create a nightmare in horror, where I was left abandoned and replaced... Could this be my greatest fear? I quieted down and sat on the bed, my legs tucked up to my body. "Damn it, calm yourself Calista! This was just an insane nightmare... Don't think about it anymore, and never mention the Institute again when you're tipsy..." I paused in my thoughts, pondering what I could do to forget the whole thing: "I should contact Kimy and do something with her soon to clear my head..."

I was living my best life. It had been 2 months since I started worked with Kimy. Managing the devices' stock, testing them and of course taking care of the customers. The work was great and various. I spent my nights at the Third Rail in Goodneighbor where I drank and danced until dawn. A fabulous night of debauchery that ended with me snoozing on the couch. My sleep was interrupted by someone tickling my breats and my tummy. "Wakey wakey Cali honey! Looks like you enjoyed your night! Didn't you find a date to bring here?" "Kimy? Ahahahah that tickles please stop! How did you get in?" "I still have a spare key! Your body is wonderful, I'll keep playing with it." " No! Enough! Ahahaha!" I straightened up and Kimy sat down next to me, slightly tickling my foot in the process. "Calista I have a special job for you. Do you like being tickled? How do you like my fingers on your sole?" "I'm still a little drunk but yes, I do enjoy being tickled by someone who knows how to do it. Like you are right now." She stopped touching me. The hangover was beginning, my head felt hollow. "Well, it's settled! I want you to go visit the Cabot family, I left you their adress next to the dress you'll be wearing tonight. You'll be their party girl. Nothing to worry about, I've already had business with them. They will compensate you with a special item that you will bring back to me. I'll make it worth your while. Now, sober up, clean up, and have fun!" I put on my top back on properly. Each step to the kitchen was difficult. I grabbed a bottle of purified water to ease my water-deprived brain. "No beer ever again after consuming so much hard liquor Calista..." It was two in the afternoon, I was going to take a bath until tonight's event. I slipped on the dress, heels and necklace that Kimy left me and headed to the Cabot estate. I had already passed through here on my way to Goodneighbor all tied up with devious devices. The place was well protected. If the signs weren't enough of a disincentive, the sentry bots would. In front of the door, there was an intercom. I pressed the button and waited for someone to answer. "Get out, I won't open the door you scum." "Uh, hello, you have the wrong person, I'm Kimy's girl for the evening." "My apologies, I'll let you in, come on in." I was greeted by the person on the intercom. A ghoul who was probably the Cabot's bodyguard if I were to guess his looks. "Good evening young lady, are you carrying a gun?" "I left them at home. With this dress, it's hard enough to hide anything." "Very well. You look lovely, the family will be glad! Please, come and sit in the living room while you wait for mister Cabot." I waited a few minutes. The lounge was impressive and neat. I had never seen such a perfect place like in the pre-war period. Its owner came from the dining room behind me. "Good evening! You must be our special guest for tonight. I'm Jack Cabot, please follow me." The man in the lab coat led me upstairs. We passed through a hallway filled with antiques. "This is our oldest piece. My father was an archaeologist who recovered this stele in the Middle East in 1894." "It's beautiful! But wait a minute, does that mean you are almost 400 years old?" "Exactly young lady. One of the artefacts has supported our family for centuries. I've told you enough, let's move on." Mister Cabot took me to one of the bedrooms. He told me to undress and to equip myself with devices stored in the closet. I was fascinated, the place and their family history seemed unreal. I removed my dress. The night was so wonderful outside. I put on the collar, the harness and the leg cuffs. A woman came into the room, she was very glad to see me. I exposed my naked body to her. "Oh my! You are a gorgeous girl! I am Emogene, Jack's sister. I'm going to have some fun with you!" She stepped behind me and began to tickle my belly. This is how her foreplay began. "Your face looks familiar girl. Haven't we met before at the Third Rail in Goodneighbor?" I giggled and tried to answer her while keeping my composure. "Maybe, I spend a lot of time there." "That's you! You're the girl from the other night! You were completely wasted, half naked and you wanted to bang Charlie the robot!" I was embarrassed but a little curious about this deviant side of me. "Come on, on your knees and hands behind your head so I can work on you armpits." I compiled. Her fingers were like magic, I loved the way she explored my body. I thought I wasn't very ticklish there, Emogene proved me wrong. After I got up, she pushed me onto the bed. Her strength was overwhelming, she barely moved her arms and I was pushed backwards. It shocked me. My deviant side wanted more from her. "Lift your feet so I can tickle them. Hold on party girl, I know you love it!" She wasn't wrong. My feet were the most ticklish part of my body and had been spared by Emogene. I laughed and enjoyed the moment. Damn, she was good. Between the devices and the tickling, I started to get aroused. "I've teased you enough. You can go join my brother in the other room. I hope to see you in Goodneighbor baby." She slapped my butt. My arousal rose again. I wondered what Jack had planned for me. Once in the room, Jack Cabot grabbed some ropes from one of the drawers and put me on the bed. He carefully strapped me in. The scientist tied special knots that secured me in place. My legs were spread wide, my arms outstretched. I could not raise my hands or feet. In this position, I was completely helpless. It scared me, but it also made me even more turned on. A tickling session ensued. Mister Cabot went straight to my feet, as if he knew that was my most sensitive part. He explored the inside of my sole, which made me laugh so hard. His scientific side and his 400 years of experience allowed him to have absolute control over me. Jack outclassed his sister in the tickling department. When he decided to move to my other foot, he found a spot that made me laugh even harder. The movement of his thumb inside my sole was like a massage. It gave me so much thrill... I was horny as hell. I didn't know for how long I was tickled. Ten minutes? Half an hour? I was out of breath. The scientific began to tickle my armpits. I couldn't laugh anymore but I was enjoying his touch. Another person entered the room. "Jack, who is that poor girl? Is she one of your experiments?" "Good evening mother. No, she's a party girl. I needed to take my mind off things, I was getting stuck in my research." "Oh well, in that case, let me show you how it's done." The Cabot family tickled both my feet, mainly in my most sensitive area. I screamed with laughter. If they continued at this rate, I would absolutely go crazy. "Thanks for the session young lady, it was great. Mother, I'm going to the lab to reward our guest. You should do likewise." "Here's your reward, little one." The matriarch began to rub my vagina. I was far too horny, I moaned at each of her strokes. The tickling, the ropes on my hands and feet, the devices, being helpless against a mature woman... All these elements combined brought me so much pleasure that it took only a few minutes before I reached climax. The old woman untied me and guided me to the bathroom. I had just spent a fantastic night. Kimy didn't lie about how much fun and enjoyment tickling could bring. I was so hot, I just took cold shower to cool off. I was still thinking about that orgasm... Oh my God, I've turned into a true kinky girl!

Heyho, I just wanted to bring this up again. How about a tickling mod? There are already several "normal" torture poses and animations, like DD Contraptions, ZAP, whipping, ... Now, why not adding tickle torture as well? Racks and pillories already are present, it's mainly the animations that are missing. Sadly, I don't have even the slightest idea about animating

Beta 28 is here! and it comes with the long waited tickling feature! Learn more about ZnelArts and this game It comes with over 60 new full voiced reactions that together they allow for a procedurally generated tickling system. A new status has been introduced which helps driving the tickling mechanic. As you increase sensitivity on the characters they react stronger to tickling and they might react harder from other actions too. [HEADING=2]How to Tickle[/HEADING] Desktop Mode: Change hand mode to Interact Mode [2] then point over a tickling area and click, keep clicking to keep tickling. VR Mode: Just hover your hand over a tickling point and press trigger. There are 6 tickling points, armpits, ribs and feet. But tickling is not the only thing on Beta 28, I have also improved the VR interaction points. This new way of grabbing has its pros and cons, grab would be fixed to the closest points you select. Try it out and let me know if sometimes it doesn't feel right. Overall VR grabbing has been improved and ragdolls are more stable, hopefully they will not explode as it was happening before. Here is a list of additional changes that made it into Beta 28: Fixing tools not colliding with charactersFix issue with audio on non English characters pathsFixing the indicator for the climax intensity gaugeAdding cheat option to remove passive effectsPreventing mouth finger while "ball muted"Fixing "mute ball" and choke interaction preventing mouth from opening even moreImproving Ragdoll stabilityFixing bug that prevented dead on the armchairFixing Lobelia, Kunoichi, Sentient, Momiji hairsFixing several bugs on characters interactorsResolving the SteamVR issue where actions would changeFixing character creator sliders not setting sometimesAdding Advanced Eyeballs to FFataleChanging breath blendshape from EH to IH This change is needed to avoid conflict with EH phoneme in LipSyncUpdatng FFatale ragdoll torso colliders to be capsules for better surface when using handsCrosshair changes when hovering over an interactable during hand touch modeAdding Party Dress to character creatorFix to have stats apply negative effectsMaking VR Grab Interactions more stableImproving VR Hand Poses on Feline FataleFixing emotion variation not loading from LipSync assetsUpdating all effects to account sensitivity and cause sensitivity changesAdding Sensitivity Stats to all charactersFixing Tool Material preset to have references to correct materialsWound marks persists even when removing clothesFixing Tina Hair morphs not syncing

Hello there! You may know me, I'm Calista, a slave who turned into a mercenary. I'll skip the details but I'm back to being a slave... As a social status only. In fact, I was living one of my best experiences. It had been several weeks since I worked as a dancer at the Red Seat. I had gained so much self-esteem that I decided to change my look. Hair dyed purple, a sheer top that revealed my breasts, piercings and bracelets... The collar truly became an extra piece of jewelry. With this style, the caps increased tremendously! I mostly worked the late night shift, from 4am until closing time around 10am. Drunk people were very generous with their tips. Just like the Diamond City guards after their nightly shift. I could dress as I wished. For dancing, I preferred to stay barefoot, balance issue. I liked to try on new clothes from time to time. This time it was white thights. I thought it went well with my purple polish on my hands and feet. I had almost collected the 5,000 caps needed to terminate my contract. Only a few more days of shaking my body, climbing the bar and showing off. And yes, maybe I solicited a few clients to round my income. A young woman has needs. Only those who were in my standards and had caps to spend on me. I was quite picky about that. To wrap up the show, I thought I'd do the splits. With the bar between my boobs, I spread my legs smoothly until they were perfectly straight. I heard teasing whistles and a man praising my buttlocks. That's all I needed to make my day. Once I finished my lap, I joined Wiecek at the table. He was the second in command of the cartel. We got close and... let's just say there was a mutual spark. Wiecek treated me like an equal, and he was smart, funny, caring... His face reminded me of a man from the prewar period. I loved to tease him in public. He was enjoying a good meal and a pint of lager. While I was smoking a cigarette, I put my feet on his crotch to make him react, or should I have said erect. Even if he was good enough to hide "his" feelings, he wasn't going to resist the call I was sending him. The Red Seat closed for the morning and Wiecek carried me on his back. He knew I rarely wore shoes and didn't want my capsule makers to get hurt or dirty on the way. Such a nice gesture! I played along, for once I was treated like a princess by someone from the Commonwealth... We went to the other side of the Red Seat. The one reserved for the customers who wanted to buy the prostitutes' services. We started kissing at the entrance of the establishment. His lips were so soft, we could have stayed here for hours if the lady who ran the place wasn't in the office right next to us. Wiecek and I sat down on one of the long sofas. I had poked him, he poked me back. "Tell me Calista baby, are these feet ticklish by any chance?" "Ahahah yes they are!" I was a little embarrased but I appreciated how much attention he showed me. He tickled me lightly for a couple of seconds then paused. "Okay okay, how about we move on to some... more serious stuff? You up for it?" "Sure Wiecek, I saw you were already pretty hard at the club." I regained the lead on the teasing ground. We got up and Wiecek carried me to a vacant room. I liked the way he treated me, I truly felt special with him. I looked him right in the eyes. "What are you thinking about when you mention serious stuff?" "Calista... I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise. This is something we talked about but never did." "Interesting, you are intriguing me handsome man." Sitting side by side on the mattress, Wiecek started to explore my thigh in an attempt to get to my crotch. I wanted our relationship to go further but I didn't want to start it with a collar around my neck. "Not so fast handsome. I see where you're going with this. If we're going to fuck, I'll only do it if I'm a free woman and not a slave anymore." "But honey, you're a hard worker and you've almost raised all the money. I don't see why you're haggling." "It's a matter of principle, Wiecek. Maybe you can use your influence to shorten my release? I'll pay you the rest myself." He thought for a moment and then stood up. "I have an idea. I'll talk to Liemanto and tell him to release you early. You will work for me on the legal side of the cartel. The Diamond City scrap dealer has a RobCo fuse. Steal it and meet me at my place in the district called The Boxes. On his lunch break, he leaves the store open, so all you have to do is help yourself. Just don't steal anything else or get caught, okay?" "See Wiecek, I love it when you come up with these amazing plans. I'll change my clothes and go get that fuse. A kiss for good luck?" We kissed before going our separate ways. I knew where to go to get some clothes. I entered the office of the establishment as if I owned the place and sat down next to the old woman. "Madame Schwartz! You saw me with Wiecek a few minutes ago, he gave me an assignment and I have to go to town. Could you give me some clothes and a pair of shoes do I don't harm these perfect capsule makers?" I had reached a new level of insolence. I addressed her from above, my feet on the desk. She was compelled to accept. She appreciated girls with sass. I hoped I had fulfilled her. A shirt, pants and heels. That was my new look for walking the streets of Diamond City. Okay the shirt and jeans were worn out but the heels fit my little feet so perfectly. No one was going to bother me despite the collar, on one wanted to deal with the Liemanto cartel. I headed to the other side of the stadium towards the Fenway Shelters area where the repair store was located. I reached the front door of the repair store. No one was around, I put my hand on the handle and lowered it. As Wiecek said, during the lunch break, the was unlocked. I had only come for one thing anyway. Once inside, I mad sure the store was deserted. I looked left and then right. No noise, nothing. Either way, if there was someone inside I would have found an excuse to sneak out. The fuse must have been in the repair part of the shop. "Found it!" The fuse was next to the toolbox in the middle of the garage. I wondered why Wiecek asked me to go get it. It must have been part of his plan to take away the role that had been sticking to me for the past few weeks. Maybe a way to disable the collar? I would find it soon enough. Wiecek's home was in the bleachers right next to the mayor's office. I remembered the way despite the rain and the chains I was wearing that night. To get there, you had to take several stairs to reach the heights. The higher you went, the better the scenery of Diamond City turned out to be. I entered. Wiecek had changed his clothes and was waiting for me on the couch. "Welcome to my house Calista! Come sit down." "Just a second, I'll take my heels off first." An old habit, I always took off my shoes when I entered the homes of people I liked. A matter of courtesy and respect. I placed the fuse on the coffee table alon with my feet to sit comfortably. I began to feel exhausted, between work and heels, I needed a little break. "So Calista... Did everything go as planned?" "Like taking a candy from a baby." "I had no doubt. You can stay at ease for a bit longer. I'm getting the fuse part I need to remove this collar from you. You might want to take off your shirt too, just in case." Wiecek invited me to take a seat in the kitchen. I made myself at home with my feet up on the dining table. I had taken off my shirt as he had suggested. I didn't wear anything underneath, I didn't like bras and I wasn't ashamed of my breasts. Mostly I felt light and more liberated. The cartel man fiddled with the collar, looking for the opening mechanism. His hands on my neck tickled me very slightly, I giggled with joy. "Somebody likes that, huh? I think I found it. RobCo fuses are also used in these collars. So if you can bypass them with another fuse... Voila. You're not tagged anymore, Calista." Free at last! Wiecek took off some of his clothes while I moved to the sofa. "How about we pick up where we left off? Unless you have something else in mind." "Thank you my brave knight! How about you giving a massage to the brand new free woman that I am?" "Mmh... I suppose I could do that." I lay on my belly, waiting for his gentle hands to relieve me of another weight. Instead, my feet only received tickling. "Ahahahah! Wait, I asked for a massage, not tickles!" "It's the same for me. It's not like you are hating it right?" "Stop it! Not the feet please! Ahahah!" Wiecek stopped and slowly approached my face. I thought he was going to kiss me and we were going to start foreplay. Instead, he tickled my armpits and ribs with his fingers. I laughed out loud, he found a sensitive nerve there. "Ahahahaha! Oh my God stop, I'm going to wet myself!" "I call your bluff Calista. A young woman unable to control her bladder, I highly doubt it." "You're such a jerk! How about we actually go back to what we started this morning?" "That's my girl! Come on, let's go to my bed." We moved on the bed. Wiecek and I started to get excited but fatigue took over. I fell asleep like a baby in his arms. It was truly one of the best dates I've ever had. Somehow if I hadn't been captured and sold, maybe we would never have met. I had no reason to come back to Goodneighbor yet, Kimy was supposed to be in D.C and Fahrenheit had a community to run. I was thinking about staying here. I had a man who fulfilled me, I was protected by his cartel and I could make easy money. What could go wrong?

I spent the night on that chair. My top was ripped off by the sergeant, she laughed at what she saw underneath. "Mine are bigger" she said. Bitch. I had the chance to pee before I was tied to it. Lucky me. The gunners took shifts to watch me. Nothing to do, I collapsed from exhaustion. As dawn broke, I saw a little light coming into the room. It was joined by the commander, who had come to wake me up. "It's time to open your eyes Calista! A new day rises, it may be your last. The questioning will begin. We're going to take that tape off your mouth, of course. And since you've been a good girl, we'll give you some water and clean you up." Once cleaned and hydrated, I saw another man enter the room. He knew why he was there. I wasn't too comfortable with the idea of being tortured so he could get information about me. "What do we have here? A prisoner who is going to tell me exactly what she knows." "I heard a girl armed with a baseball bat came and beat up a whole gang to get away with their loot. We know it was you. Who do you work for? And more importantly, where did you stash their equipment? You don't want to upset me and know my baseball skills." I didn't know what to say. The truth? Screw him? I was still hesitating on my answer. "You can take your bat and shove it deep up your ass!" I chose to fuck him up. It was a bad decision. "So it will be the hard way. I needed to warm up this morning anyway." I got screwed up. The interrogator mostly destroyed my bare chest. I also took a few hits to my legs. My ribs were in pain, some had to be broken. The only good thing was that my head was spared. "Let's start again. Who are you working for? Where is the stolen equipment?" "I don't know... I've never set foot in your building." "You lying bitch! You're wasting my time! Aren't you our thief? You're no good to us, might as well shoot you like the dog you are." "I'll make you regret your insolence, bitch!" He took me by force towards the destroyed section of the highway. My whole body was in pain. I had enough strenght left to curse at him. "Go to hell you prick." It was when I found myself in front of the void that I experienced my greatest fear. Falling to my death. I could not accept this fate, not now. I had survived the atrocity of slavery. I didn't want to be executed by some stinking gunner. "Okay okay I'll talk but please don't shoot!" "I admit it, I looted your building. I don't work for anyone, I accepted a mission in Bunker Hill to rescue a girl being held by a raider gang in an abandoned apartment. I saved her and she pointed me to the BADTFL building as their hideout. I sold the drugs in Diamond City and stashed the guns and ammo. You know everything please, don't kill me!" He released his finger from the trigger with a smile on his face. The gunner escorted me back to their storage room. I was relieved and still alive. He had succeeded in his interrogation. "To make you feel better, my gun wasn't loaded." He had bluffed me and I had bluffed him about the guns and ammo. Tie, game back on. Back to square one. I was attached to the chair again. I was upset that I hadn't been able to control myself better but I was still breathing. They still needed me to lead them to the weapons. Maybe I could get away before they realized my trick. "Stay safe prisoner. I will inform the commander on our session. Someone will keep an eye on you." A few hours passed. The pain of the torture faded away. My limbs were numb. I felt weak. It was at this moment that the sergeant came, it was her turn of duty. I could see from her attitude that she had nos just come to watch me. She stared at me, like an eagle ready to pounce on a prey. She approached me and kicked the chair. I couldn't do anything to stop her, my legs were tied. "I'm sick of you cocky attitude, I'm going to teach you some manners." Once on the ground, the sergeant had a perfect view of my bare feet. I had noticed those few glances at them as she escorted me to their base. She took advantage of her dominant position over my captive body. "If you ended up barefoot, you don't mind if I tickle you?" I was surprised, I had no immediate reaction as she tickled my left foot. When she moved to my other foot, that's when I burst out in laughter. I was ticklish, but it had been over 200 years since anyone had tried it again. The pain from my broken ribs returned instantly. She found the exact spot in my soles to make me laugh so hard. The sergeant decided to tickle my belly. She put her hands on my recent bruises and scratched with her nails. I was helpless, forced to laugh and endure all the pain that had disappeared from the morning's beating. "I didn't expect such a convincing result. I hope you enjoy this lesson Calista!" "Ahahahahaha I get it! I'm in pain please stop ahahah!" She attacked my feet again, this time focusing on my toes. I was out of breath, my whole body felt empty. "Huh huh, please, I can't take it anymore!" "It's not every day you find prisoners so ticklish. Maybe we should keep you here!" The session ended with the commander entering the room. "Enough sergeant. The men need help down there. Raiders have been spotted and two Deathclaws have just nested nearby." "Yes, commander." The commander straightened the chair and told me what was going to happen: "Your session with the corporal went well Calista. I'm glad. When the area is secured, you will lead us to your hideout. If you behave, we won't execute you. We heard there are new people in Lexington, they'll be glad to have you among them as a slave." Screw them. I had an opportunity to escape, no one was watching me and the commander had just left. I could move my legs. I managed to knock the chair over. Now I had to get the handcuffs off. I had seen some lockpicks hanging around in the storage room. I was exhausted and in bad shape, it would have been deadly to try to compete with them especially when you're barefoot and covered in bruises. I managed to get rid of the handcuffs and made my way to the destroyed part of the highway. There were still a few men patrolling the main gates but they couldn't see me. I wasn't out of the woods yet, the corporal saw that I was gone and started looking for me. Luckily I was hiding on all fours behind the railing, the pain was still there in my chest. With the energy I had left, I jumped to the other side of the highway. I had to cover my bruises during the jump, I didn't want to die from a free fall. "Commander, do you want us to catch her?" "No need, corporal. She's not worth it. She might be dead before she reaches Boston." "What about the stolen equipment?" "Tomorrow, I want a squad around Bunker Hill. Ask about the rescued girl, maybe she'll know something. If you run into Calista again, shoot her this time." "Understood, commander." I had escaped from their base. I was pretty beat up, my body wracked with pain between the bruises and tickles. I was going to go back to Diamond City to get what I had left at the inn and then I was going to get the hell out of Boston. I hoped the Gunners would forget about me or think I didn't make it. BONUS SHOT END OF ACT 2

"I already told you and I'm telling you again, this is a bad idea. Going after Liemanto's new associate. For what possible reason? Because you think she's... shady? Please Calista, don't do this." It had been several weeks since my last job at the Boyston Club. In the meantime, Liemanto's cartel expanded with new partners. One of them had connections with evil people. I wanted to get to the bottom of it, so I decided to break into her residence tonight, looking for evidence. Wiecek did his best to talk to me out of it. He didn't know my stubborn side. "I can feel it. This woman is hiding something. Tonight is my opportunity. Don't worry Wiecek, the burglary will be quick and clean, I'll find some evidence and then bail." "Calista I'm begging you, stop it. What happens if you get caught or arrested? You think Liemanto will let this go? We'll both have a target on our backs." "Enough with the theories. Do you really want to work with a guy who's keeping crucial info on his partners from you? I don't." "And robbing a partner on a 'gut feeling' isn't that a little... far-fetched?" Our little argument ended. I grabbed my mask, gloves and shoes and headed for the entry door. "Look Wiecek, I told you my story, you know what I went through. That's what I'm afraid of, being associated with slavers. I just need to know." "I understand Calista, I don't want to lose you. And I will support you, no matter what. Please come back safely." "Meet me in Goodneighbor in a week. I have an apartment there, on the corner right next to the Memory Den." "Okay, honey. I'll see you there. I love you." "I love you too Wiecek." We kissed before I faded into the night. I put on my balaclava and went to the residence. It was located just below the Boxes district. Nobody around, I climbed the fence to unlock the door. I had one hour left before the end of the partners' meeting at the Red Seat. I discreetly entered, the house had some lights left on. All I had to do was find some tangible evidence. This would allow me to expose the cartel's illegal activities. Otherwise, I would just have to turn a blind eye to their newest expansion. The ground floor consisted of a kitchen, a dining room, a bathroom and a guest room. No proper place to handle business. I went upstairs, hoping to have better luck on the rooms I would search. I was in the right room! An office with a huge bookcase. One of the drawers was locked, so I took the liberty to break it open. Inside there was an account book of all the transactions signed with the letters Q and I. Weapons, drugs and the part I was dreading, slaves. That's why she had partnered with Liemanto. She would bring in slaves from the south, sell them at a discounted price and the cartel would either take a cut from the sales or directly on the slaves. I was disgusted. I ripped out the page that mentioned the trades with Liemanto. It was time to flee and show this to Wiecek. Well, fuck me... The upstairs living room light were on and the slaver was standing in her underwear next to the stairs. "What a boring night. Good thing the meeting was cut short. I'm going to get a drink, do some stretching and hit the sheets." I disagreed with her plans. She deserved a little slap on the wrist. I jumped on her, my fist hitting her face. She didn't see me coming, I was in her blind spot. My surprise attack sent her straight to the carpet. I expected more resistance from a veteran slaver. One punch and she was already down? The vilains have lost their edge... I put my foot on her neck, she was still breathing. I had no interest in killing her, but I wasn't against tying her up and humiliating her for a bit. I looked around to see where I could find some bindings to restrain her. The slaver seized that moment when my guard was down to kick me in the belly. Damn, the bitch! She wanted a fight, she was going to get it! Perhaps I had underestimated her. The slaver quickly recovered on her feet. I tried to kick her in the head, she blocked my attack with her arm. She had a clear advantage over me, her body size was well above mine. I had to push on and find an opening. Damn, she knew how to fight. Even my attempt to punch her failed, she blocked it so easily. Maybe I should play dirty, stomp on her toes or something. That might work. My opponent pivoted her body and extended her left arm to my chest. The blow was so fast and powerful that it sent me to the ground. Once on the ground, she stood over me, blocked my left hand and chocked my neck. I tried to stop her with my right hand, but I was powerless, she was much stronger and had positioned herself perfectly. "Come on dear, stop struggling, let go." Those were the last words before I fainted. A few minutes later. I felt my bare hands and feed bound. My face was no longer masked. I regained my senses but I was in a perilous situation. "Wake up, burglar. I'm not done playing with you. Did you really think you could take on Queen Isabel ? Now you'll feel my knife as punishment." "What the fuck? Take that knife away, bitch!" "I don't think you're in any position to complain." "Cut me loose, I dare you!" "Tempting. Need a reminder that you just lost to me? And with all the hassle I went through tying you up... I had to remove your hood, then you gloves and finally your shoes. But I'm curious to know what's underneath that bodysuit. Hold still..." The slaver enjoyed tearing my outfit with her blade. The ropes were so heavy and thick that I couldn't move at all. It was so humiliating... "You're such a fucking perv!" "Said the woman who came to rob me. You have a beautiful body and that little tatoo on your tummy... Yum yum. It looks like you're not wearing anything else underneath, do you mind?" She finished tearing off what was left of my catsuit, leaving my breasts and vagina completely exposed. "There you go! Oh wow... I'm jealous of your tits. Really, they're perfect. It would be a waste to harm them..." "Are you done? You can't humiliate me any more than that... What's next?" "Good question dear girl. But you're starting to piss me off so I'm gonna shush your mouth. Meanwhile, I'll think about what to do with you." She gagged me with duct tape and faced the bed. "You're even more sexy this way! Thanks for spicing up my crappy night but I still want to play. And I know exactly what I'm going to do to you." Her gaze was on my bare feet. It didn't look good to me... She pulled my legs and tickled my feet. I held on for a few moments before I gave in. I couldn't resist her sharp fingernails. "Those giggles are music to my ears ! You have great feet, of course I take care of them. And those ticklish soles are flawless! You're lucky, I might just keep you here..." Queen Isabel lay down on the bed, right next to my helpless body. "Just when I thought I'd found a perfect spot to tickle. It looks like your boob is more sensitive than your feet. I like it!" If it could keep her off my soles, it was a tiny win. Time passed and I stopped giggling. The truth was that I feared what this abusive woman would do to me. She stood over me, slightly tickling my breasts while admiring them. "You are way too valuable to be killed right now. Such a pretty body... I'll have to get back in touch with an old raider friend." Queen Isabel searched in one of her drawers. She pulled out a syringe and injected it into my chest. My eyes closed as the drug kicked in. "Sleep well, missy. I'll get you ready for your new life." A day later. Naked and hogtied, I was transported inside a crate to an unknown destination. My body struggled to wake up from the drug still active in my system. I heard two voices discussing nearby. "Queen, what should I do with her?" "Collar her and throw her in with the others. Make sure she's tightly bound. I'll dose her again, she'll be knocked out for one more day." "Okay. Thanks again for the gift." "Don't mention it. I've seen her kind before. Lost... Lonely... Nothing to live but the constant misery of meaningless survival. No one will miss her." END OF ACT 4

"Hello, folks! It's been a while, hasn't it? Lest anyone forget, I'm Calista, a retired adventurer on a well-deserved vacation in the Commonwealth. I'm at the beach, enjoying the sunshine and fresh air of summer here on the little Spectacle Island. As you can see, I'm finally living my dream life! Sand, music, Nuka Cola, me talking to you and showing off my perfect soles. That's all I need to be filled... Besides, I know some of you missed looking at my feet or me getting tickled again, huh? You naughty people! Anyway, I hope you're doing fine and I wish you all great vacations! With love, Calista." Following my message to my adoring public, I sat down and did some light stretching. Obviously, I didn't take my vacation alone, so I asked Kimy & Fahrenheit to come along. The latter was swimming in the ocean while Kimy was sunbathing next to me. "Wow, I love your nail polish Kimy! It pairs so perfectly with your outfit!" "Aw, that's so sweet of you, Calista! Your feet look amazing with your nail polish too. What's it called again?" "French manicure and pedicure. I've been trying to get one done like in my old days and I'm quite pleased with it!" "I should try one, can you do it for me next time?" "Of course I can! If you're not afraid to get tickled a bit!" "Don't even think about it, darling, you don't want to try out my new toys!" "Fine, fine, I won't do it! Now, if you'll excuse me, it's nap time!" "It sounds like our Cali honey is sleeping like a baby..." "How can she sleep with the radio on and the waves crashing? Not to mention that she snores like a freight train!" "Are you thinking what I'm thinking, Fahrenheit?" "You bet I am! I lock her arms, you take her feet, that's good for you Kimy?" "Suits me fine. Do you think she'll be upset and mad at us or that she'll adore it and want us to keep going?" "Well, I guess we'll find out soon enough." I was rudely awakened by someone gripping my arms behind my back. This person was none other than Fahrenheit, who firmly held me down and then slipped off my swimsuit straps, leaving my breasts exposed. At the same time, I felt familiar fingers brushing against my feet, reaching for the tender spots on my soles. Only my lovely Kimy knew precisely where to dig for them. You know how it goes... I ended up being tickled by my two friends who both wanted to have a laugh, just like me. "Ahahahahahah, you bitches! Can't we even rest easy here anymore?" "Not with all the noise you make when you snooze Calista, you'd scare a deathclaw with it! Your tits are gorgeous as ever, you don't need to cover them with us!" "Let's not forget your beautiful feet, I understand why you're so often barefoot with such pretty toes and soft soles... Tell us, shall we continue or shall we stop?" "Ohohoh, you girls... You're lucky I like you so much... maybe just a few more minutes?" The truth was, I enjoyed their touch very much. They had such a gift for making me laugh and arousing me... Definitely my favorite vacation ever with the best people!

I'd dreamed it, and there she was: Queen Isabel, captured and bound. Hinged handcuffs were wired to Croup Manor's huge basement girder, and I'd taken the liberty of removing her shoes to bind her feet. Like me, Isabel did not wear socks either. Maybe like me, she was sensitive down there too... In any case, I had to wait for her to wake up; Kimy told me she'd be knocked out for an hour or so. I could still enjoy my catch a little longer! Captive Isabel woke up angry at being taken prisoner. I moved closer, taunting her by touching her nose with my fingertip: "At last you're back! Greetings Isabel, did you miss me?" "Calista! You bitch! Get your mistress free right now!" "Yeah, I don't think so. Revenge is a fool's game. And believe me, I know exactly how to play it." "I'm gonna cut loose, smash your face in, and then..." I had enough, I was forced to interrupt. I put my foot on her throat to remind who was in control around here. "You see, Isabel, you lost. The only reason you're still breathing at this point is because you somehow bailed me out of Libertalia. By the way, sorry about that, but there can't be much left of it now, same goes for Wire... You can bet your boots on it. But you know, on the other hand, I haven't forgotten our first encounter, or how I had to please you on the way to Nuka World. So today, you're going to return the favor. If you do a good job pleasing me, I'll let you live and you'll never hear from me again. Agreed?" She nodded. I had a pretty good idea of what I wanted from her. "First, you're going to lick my feet and I expect it to be done right. If you try to bite me, I'll choke you with my foot." It was the first time I'd ever asked this of anyone. Now I understood why it felt so damn nice, Isabel knew how to use her tongue and my toes seemed to be so mellow. "Good, good, my former mistress is gifted! I want the same on my other foot, is that clear?" Isabel nodded again. I wondered why she was so docile, was she afraid for her life? Well, I certainly enjoyed it. While she licked my other foot, I couldn't help staring at her feet. I really did have a fetish for it... I was starting to imagine certain things in my head that turned me on. Isabel belonged to that slave-owning caste that disgusted me, but she only did it for her own survival first, and then for her own gain. Currently, Isabel had to worship my feet in order to be spared. Her survival and gain were now tied to my satisfaction and I wasn't done with her yet. I lay down before Isabel's feet. I began to stroke her soles with two fingers, to test her ticklishness: "Well... after tying you up and taking off your shoes, I wondered... Is the great Queen Isabel vulnerable? Seeing your bare feet exposed like that... It's worth a try isn't it?" "Don't you dare..." "What? It's not like you did this to me a few months ago. Besides, a little tickling is always fun!" She tried to keep her cool, but it wasn't going to take her much longer to lose it. With both hands, and by tickling her feet thoroughly, I finally made her laugh. "What's wrong? My mistress can't take being tickled, can she? I knew a tough gal like you had a weak spot, I just didn't expect it to be so... simple to uncover." "Ahahahaha! You won't get away with it Calista! You'll payahahahaha!" "Yeah yeah, keep talking. But remember to breath, we've still got plenty of time to spend together!" After several minutes of tickling, I gave Isabel a break. Kneeling above her, I showed her who was in charge from now on: "What the hell are you doing with that knife? Put it away, you can hurt me!" "Don't you recognize your own blade, Isabel? I could finish you off in a split second, but we're not done yet. Do you recall the burglary night? You tore my bodysuit off to humiliate me. An eye for an eye..." "I fucking hate you, Calista!" "Likewise. Hold still, I want to find out what's underneath that shirt." I cut Isabel's shirt to make her topless. My arousal rose again, as I began to touch myself and enjoy it. "You're such a nasty perv, you know that?" "Come on... I can't help it, I'm attracted to sexy bodies and your breasts turn me on..." "Gross! Enough is enough, set me free now!" She wasn't in any position to tell me what to do. Captive Isabel deserved a little reminder. I tickled one of her breasts and also her ribs. Isabel was caught off guard and giggled. "I'll decide when I'm done with you. Your upper body's a little less ticklish though... Think of it more as a massage." "Ahahaha please stop!" "Since you asked nicely I'll give you a break, okay?" "Only on your upper body, I'm going to take good care of your feet, tickling them in the proper manner!" Isabel burst out laughing, unable to resist any longer. I'd managed to crack her, courtesy of an intense hour of tickling torture. "Sorry, but I love it! I hit all the right spots in your soles, didn't I?" "Ahahahahah! Yes! Calista please stop, I'm about to piss my pants!" "You wouldn't dare. But I'm actually stopping for real this time." I wrapped up the session by moving closer to Isabel's face to kiss her, but also to get an answer to a question that had been on my mind: "Be honest with me Isabel, was I really worth anything to you? Other than caps and being your slave?" "I wouldn't have taken you with me if I didn't have a crush on you, Calista." "Well, thanks, that's all I wanted to hear." We kissed one last time. Both of us broke character. The mistress-slave bond came to an end. Shortly afterwards, Fahrenheit joined the party. I knew she had a score to settle with Isabel over Goodneighbor's affairs. My former mistress felt embarrassed and betrayed. "Calista, who the hell is this woman and what the hell is she doing here?" "Sorry Isabel, it's just business." "I'm Fahrenheit and I'm taking your ass back to Hancock's office. He didn't like the dirty tricks you were pulling with the Triggermen and wants to hear all about it." "But... You said you'd let me live..." "Exactly. I didn't say how or with whom you'd live, though." "You lying little bitch, I'll have your head!" "I've heard enough. Calista, you can go outside. I'll make sure our prisoner is fully restrained for the homeward journey. And gag her because she's pissing me off!" I sat on the mansion's front porch. The sun was slowly beginning to rise, dawn lighting up the horizon with a soft orange hue. I thought of nothing, just enjoying the moment. Kimy discreetly joined me for a chat: "What's on your mind Cali honey?" "It's so beautiful, isn't it? I wish I could live these moments every day. Clear my head and simply cherish the world we live in now." "You know... You could do a lot more than that. Walk with me." "Take a look at this mansion. It's been partially destroyed for centuries and no one has tried to repair it. You could do it, Calista. Home isn't a defined place, it's what you make of it. Plus, you've got everything you love around here: a big house like in your old days, the ocean for you to swim in, the sand for you to walk barefoot leisurely... I'll help you renovate it if you need a change of scenery, okay?" "Thanks Kimy, it means a lot to me! The mansion has potential but I don't know, it sounds like a tough project... I'll give it some thought." Kimy and I returned to our role as chatterboxes while Fahrenheit escorted a shackled Isabel: "Come on, move it, we've got a long way to go to Goodneighbor!" Seeing her captive like that, I had some flashbacks of the auction day's events before resuming the conversation with my friend: "So your research didn't pan out? After so many months in DC?" "Yeah, I spent more time marketing my devious devices in Rivet City than actually digging into the serum's content. It was only last month that I found out what it does: it alters your strength and stamina for about ten minutes. You seem to be invincible during this period. But it doesn't alter your lifespan, a unique Cabot property, no doubt." "Wow, that sounds incredible! If you knew what I was doing last month... You wouldn't believe your eyes!" Fahrenheit forced Isabel onto her knees. Kimy and I joined them, the three of us looking down at the tightly bound prisoner. "The female slaver is ready for transport. Quite ironic that she's the one chained up. A taste of her own medicine, am I right, Calista?" "Isabel has caused so much trouble... She captured me, tortured me, shipped me away by train and then acquired me from raiders. I did the same to her. I think we're even now." "Oh? That explains why she so desperately wanted to pee. You tickled her until she lost it, didn't you?" "Maybe I did. You can use that on her to get your questions answered." "Clever, thanks for the tip! Come on, it's time to go." "You better walk or I'll kick your ass to force you to!" Fahrenheit had this very wicked side, fortunately for me, she was in my corner. Kimy handed me my backpack with my clothes and supplies. "We're going back to Goodneighbor. I know you've got a stop to make first, and since it's so close... You should head there right away. I'm sure your little girl will be thrilled to welcome you again!" "Thanks Kimy, you are truly the best!" "I know! Good luck Calista and think about what we talked about." I changed and set off for Salem, located an hour's walk from the Croup Manor. The town looked as deserted and forlorn as ever, just like the first time I'd visited it almost a year ago. I had made a promise to Katy: when I was clear of all my problems, I would come back for her and we would live together. I intended to honor that word. As I approached Barney's bunker, where I expected to see him and Katy again, I saw several Mirelurks corpses. The turrets had probably killed them but I had to stay on my toes because they didn't cover the whole city and could also run out of ammo. For these reasons, I drew my revolver, my fellow gun during my Midnight Express. I kept moving before two more mirelurks appeared. Damn, they were scary as hell comin' up from the ground. That wasn't going to stop me from taking them out, they weren't very fast and their shells protected their entire bodies. They only had one weak point, their tiny faces. That's where I was aiming at. I had shot dead the first one, but the glowing second one made an aggressive charge with its claws. I dived to the side to get a perfect view over the remaining mirelurk's face. Two bullets later, it collapsed as well. With the danger averted, I climbed the stairs to Barney's house. He came to greet me after hearing my gunshots. "Calista, what a nice surprise! Thanks for the help, we've been a bit overwhelmed lately..." "Hi Barney! Where's Katy? Is she safe?" "Yeah, she was sniping mirelurks from the roof, you'll find her in the back." After all these months, we were finally reunited! I took her in my arms and gave her the warmest of hugs. "Katy! I told you I'd come back for you! It's all over now, I'm free as a bird! We can live anywhere! Are you ready to venture out again with me?" She looked just as happy to welcome me back as I did, and she nodded in response to my question. I felt like I'd abandoned her yesterday, but I won't let that ever happen again! END OF PART 1

Back in the Commonwealth, the last remaining raiders' settlement: Libertalia. My return took a few days. I spent the trip in a dry dock with a porthole. Naked, starving, weakened, I was collared and then escorted under heavy guard onto a barge in the middle of ship ruins. The raiders fed me and then covered me in ropes, to show their dominance over my body. From my cage, I could see the ruins of Boston, which depressed me. So close and so far away from returning to the Goodneighbor apartment... They could do whatever they pleased with me. For my first days, I was restrained onto another barge in a kind of fixed metal yoke. With my feet firmly planted on the ground, I couldn't move a muscle. The raiders called it an endurance test. If I survived the sun's heat, I could live another day. The next day, one of Libertalia's lieutenants tied me to a chair on his own boat. He had instructions for me: "Listen up, you filthy slave! You belong to us, you do everything we tell you to do. In exchange, you'll have the privilege of eating, drinking and washing. Just what you need to be useful. If you rebel, we'll beat the shit out of you. And if you rebel again after this, we'll activate the collar. Got it?" I nodded. I'll do whatever it takes to survive, just like I did last year in Corvega. I was taken to another boat where one of the raiders expected me: "Sit on the couch, spread your legs and start touching yourself." I did as he instructed. I dreaded his reaction if I didn't obey. "Good, good. When you're horny enough, my friend with the captain's hat will take over." It became more physical afterwards. The raider with the hat went straight to the point: getting laid. And judging by what he unloaded into my privates, it had been a long time since he had the chance to do so. He let out an eager groan of pleasure as I tried to keep myself from suffering too much. I had to stay tough. I was thrown away like a used handkerchief. Naked and tied to a cross, a female raider had to keep an eye on me: "Oh come on! Do I really have to stand here with the slave? Just because I'm a newbie doesn't mean I have to do such ungrateful tasks!" "Hey, relax! Why don't you play with her, make sure she's under your control." Someone gave her a bad idea. The new raider took out her frustration on me. She handcuffed me and led me into her cabin, in which I had to give her the greatest amount of enjoyment with my tongue. It was humiliating enough to be treated like a toy, but on top of that by lowlife scoundrels... At least she had her genitals clean. At the end of the day, I was taken back to the cage and handcuffed to it. Appalling and humiliating: the two words that came to mind. My daily life as a slave returned to its earliest days. To survive it, I needed a great deal of self-sacrifice and, above all, submission to my captors. It was the only way to gain their trust and escape this hell. A few days later, when my life was shifting between being tied up and being fucked, the raiders' lieutenant dragged me back onto his boat. He wanted to see how broken I was and if I was tame enough. "Got something to say, slave? Speak up!" "I acknowledge you as my master. I accept my place and my purpose in serving you. I will always be submissive and obey every command." "Excellent. Now you'll meet the other lieutenant, the barefoot pirate gal. You'll say the exact same words to her too." The barefoot raider had other plans for me. She didn't believe my words, so she chose a more concrete way for me to show my submission: "On the ground and open wide. You're going to worship my feet until they're perfectly clean. If you miss, I'll blow your brains out." I obeyed. I'd never done this before, but I was willing to do anything to keep on living. "Good work slave. You deserve a little treat before meeting the leader." The next day, I was escorted onto the main ship. My reward was these bits of skin that covered my tits and pussy. I knelt before the leader, like the good tamed pet I had become. "A very pretty slave with good manners. Keep it up. My lieutenants have done a pretty good job, you seem quite obedient. That's why I've decided to make you my exclusive slave." "Thank you, master." "Don't thank me so easily. You'll be my ticklish slave. You'll stay on this ship and my crew is free to tickle you whenever and however they want. Understand?" "Yes, master. But please try to be gentle, I'm very ticklish." "My right-hand man will check that right now." Taken outside onto the terrace, the right-hand guy stood behind and tickled my armpits plus my ribs. It was a sensation I hadn't experienced since my capture by Queen Isabel, who had tied me up and tickled me before shipping me off. One thing for sure, my body seemed to be as sensitive as ever. At dusk, it was the watchman's turn to have his session. He had hogtied me and decided to tickle my feet. The ropes were so heavy, I couldn't do anything but laugh. "Oh yes! Keep on giggling slave! I can tickle those little feet all night long!" A couple of days later, I was targeted by one of the raider gals, who was in charge of the kitchen and inventory stock. She grabbed me and handcuffed me in a very uncomfortable position on a stool. This allowed her hands to roam all over my belly. "Everyone wants to play with you, you know that? So ticklish, I love your laugh, my little slave! Hey you at the bar, want to join the fun?" I was allowed a break to empty my bladder and catch my breath. I was then tied to a cross on the floor, which the raider at the bar had just brought. My two captors sat opposite me, one on each foot. What happened next would probably test my endurance and push me one step closer to insanity. "It's amazing, she's really ticklish everywhere! Thanks for that, mate. Plus, we get a perfect view down to her cunt and tits. Think we should give it a try?" I didn't want them to go tickling over there but I wasn't in any position to contest. Despite still being enslaved by the raiders, the days passed a lot better since I was a ticklish slave. I had a little space to myself and could move around freely. I had become submissive enough to have more freedom, but also more opportunities to escape. One morning, the boss's right-hand man paid me a visit. I struck an erotic pose for him. "Little pet, the boss wants you for the whole day. Join him on his deck. By the way, nice sexy pose." The leader wanted an exclusive session with me. He tied me upside down, my hands shackled by a ball and chain, my feet at his mercy. This was, of course, the moment he chose to tickle them: "My crew was right, we did well to include you in our group. Such tender, ticklish soles, I love it! Do you like it too, slave?" "Ahahahahah, yes master! I love being tickled and being your slave!" "Perfect. So we'll carry on until sunset, I'm going to have so much fun!" After several hours, when I was breathless and nearly pissed myself, the chief's right-hand man arrived to tell him something: "Uh... Boss? Sorry to interrupt, but your guest has arrived. She's waiting her turn for the slave." "What?" Is it already time? Damn, I was trying to see if her sides or feet were the most ticklish... Oh well. My dear slave, you can have a 5-minute break, then come down and join my guest." "Huh, huh... Thank you master." I should have guessed. The invited lady was none other than the woman responsible for everything that had happened to me in the last few months. I got down on my knees and smiled at her. I had to keep my act together. "Well look at that, Calista in the flesh! I didn't expect you to end up like this after your train ride. Karma's a bitch, isn't it? To remind you: my name is Isabel. Those with sense to fear me call me Queen. You my little pet will address me as Mistress. Always. Without exception. And you're going to do whatever I tell you to. It's not negotiable. Is that clear?" "Yes, Mistress." "Good. Let's play. I brought you some handcuffs. If you show me a good time, I'll take off that collar and you'll come with me. If you don't... You'll remain here forever." We went into the bedroom and sat on the sofa. Queen Isabel began the foreplay by tickling my feet while talking to me: "So Calista... Do you miss your old life? I've learned that you're still alive thanks to your tattoos. It didn't take me long to figure out that you'd been enslaved. And I see you've become quite tame, haven't you, little pet?" "Hihihi, I am Mistress, I'll do anything to please you." "My... you are a specimen. I must confess... I am very attracted to you. Still ticklish and still gorgeous... Let's speed things up, I want to test your goods." She stripped me naked and did the same. Her body was much more athletic than mine. And once again, I was attracted by my captor. Queen Isabel put me on her lap and gently fingered me. I let out a few little moans, it pained me to say it, but she was talented. "You want that I can tell. Even if you never realized it until this very moment. You need it more than anything." I couldn't agree more. Once aroused enough, Queen Isabel carried me to the bed. She was eager to taste my pussy and oh boy. Her licks were so soft and gentle. I'd totally forgotten she was the villain here. I moaned so loud, as much as the orgasm she'd just given me. For a few seconds, I was Kinky Calista again, before reality struck back. I was drained. But the Queen hadn't finished with me yet: "Come pet... It's time to worship your queen's feet! You'd better be grateful!" I complied immediately. I took the time to satisfy my mistress by softly sucking her toes. "Oh yes, that feels good! You've fulfilled your duty, slave Calista, you're coming with me. I've got big plans for you. Soon, the whole wide world will know about us." Queen Isabel kept her promise by removing my collar and taking me out of Libertalia. What she didn't tell me, however, was that I remained her slave, and that she could do whatever she wished with me. So I became her pack mule, with a new chained collar, a yoke to hold me on a leash and a white linen cloth to hide my nakedness. Together, we headed for the countryside west of Boston. "Mistress, if I may ask, are we almost there? I'm dirty, I'm sweaty and my feet itch." "Do I hear whining? Let me remind you how this works, slave. When you're mine, I'll use your body how I see fit, including selling it to others of course. I'll handle the small things like money and security. You won't have to worry about anything excepting pleasing me. Got it?" "Yes Mistress. I'm sorry... I... I'm all yours." "That's more like it. We'll be in Nuka World in a few days, Calista pet. You'll be slaving away to make us rich and famous, so... Just relax and enjoy the ride with your Queen."