After a moment of hearing her giggles from stroking her sides, John stopped, letting the girl of Saturn have a small breather before the REAL torture began, and went in front of her, eyes now on her front.
"You truly are the most beautiful out of all the sailor scouts you know," John stated, while eyeing her chest, making Hotaru blush madly, and tryed to use her hair to cover them up... but unfortunatly, he saw what she was trying to do, and grabbed her hair, pulled it back, and placed it in a pony tail, so it wouldn't move.
"MUCH better," he snickered, while Hotaru continued to blush like mad as he stared at her chest fully!
"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!" She shouted at him, trying despretly to get her hair out of that stupid pony tail, so she could cover her poor chest. John didn't reply this time. Instead, he reached into a bag that was near the door.... and pulled out what appeared to be a peacock feather duster! Turning back to the black haired girl, John smiled an unseen smile, before going back towards the still blushing girl, and sitting on a stool near her chest.
"Tell me... when was the last time you dusted yourself off?" He asked her in a teasing voice, while slowly dragging one gloved finger around AND across her two naked breasts, making the girl blush more, while he sinply looked at his finger when he was done, "your breasts is awfully dusty.... here, let me FIX that for you," He lied to the tied up girl while he got ready with the peacock feather duster, while Hotaru continued to blush so deep, you'd think she was a blood red cherry.
"DON'T YOU DARE!" She shouted once again.... though was sadly ignored once again, as John just simply began to.... 'dust off' her apparently two 'dusty' breasts, sending the poor girl into a fit of loud giggling and laughter.
"HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!!! GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHDAHDAHDAHDAHDAH!!!!!!!! PLHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHSESESESESESESESESESES!!!!!!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAPHPHPHPHPHHPHPHPHPHHP!!!!" The poor girl shouted, while John just simply smiled at her laughter, and continued to 'dust' off her breasts with the oh so soft peacock feather duster.
"Oh, but I can't," He mocked to her as she continued to laugh, "you're breasts are so awfully dusty! I can't let you have dusty breasts! They simply MUST be dusted off... 'thourghly'," as he stated this, he made each stroke with the peacock feather duster very slow, and VERY ticklish on her beasts, making her laugher grow and grow.
"OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOH!!!!!!! GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHADAHDAHDAHDAH!!!!!! THIHIHIHHIHIHIHIHISISISISISISIISISISIISISISISIISISISISI!!!!!! ISISISISISISISISIISISISIISISISISISISISIS! TOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHRUCHCHCHCHCHCHCCHCHCCHCHCURURURURURURURURUR!!!!!" Hotaru squealed, as John made sure to make each storke with the peacock feather duster EXTREMELY ticklish for the poor girl.
After 15 minutes of dusting her breasts, John than.....
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