I held my breath as the two slender, flip-flop attired feet approached my hideaway. They were making exactly for the place where I had crawled into the narrow space between the edge of the stack of boxes and the shelving unit. Unable to handle the suspense at wether or not she found me, I let out a rather girlish giggle, trying to clamp my jaws shut too late. "I got you knooow robber." I heard her purr mischeviously.
But then I blinked in surprise. Though she had just said she knew where to find me, her bared little feet were making off to the side of and behind me, out of my field of vision... Suddenly, I felt something wrapping around my shins. To my horror I realized that even though my body was well hidden, wrapped in the old curtain, my feet were likely still sticking out beyond my sanctuary. Another image flashed through my mind; the roll of duct tape I had seen earlier, lying innocently on a disused table.
I quickly tried to retract my legs as more layers of the sticky material were wrapped tightly around it, forcing them togethor. She apparently noticed, and I felt her hand seize my bare, exposed feet, forcing them back under her arm. "Not so fast, Robber! We need to get some information out'a you first!" More tape went around, and then several strips she stuck to my toes, stretching them out along the length of my foot, pulling the sensetive digits inexorably back.
I tried to back out of the curtain despite myself, but the same headlock on my ankles kept me form going backward as well as forward."Okay, Robber, got you! -Now tell me; where are all your friends hiding?" She skittered her nails lightly on the taunt arch of one foot, and I burst into giggling. "W-what? Hahahaha! Ack! Not the tohohoes!" I heard her giggling in delight herself at my reaction as she ran her sharp little nails all over my feet, seemingly at random. She teased the skin at the tops of my toes for a few moments while I shook and wriggled in my cloth cocoon, struggling in the horribly confined space for some purchase I could use to manuever myself a bit with, straining against the duct-tape to close my toes from the tingling torture.
"Hahaha! What are you talking about? Whahahaht friends?! Hahahah!" I laughed as her nails poked and pinched lightly away at my toes, playing along. After lingering there for a while she drifted slowly back down my arch, scratching away instead now instead of simply poking and kneading. "Ahahahhaha! Let me up! Oh kay- you've caught me! Hahaha!" I yelled, feeling that little spot at the base of my arch, right where it met the heel, being deviously exploited by a group of concentrated, probing fingers.
'What do you mean, 'what friends'? I mean all those other ticklish criminals you run around with." Declared Katelyn, as I kept on shaking and laughing, rubbing against the floor and looking like I was trying to do the worm at some points when her fingers teased one of my many, many sweet spots. Even through the emotion-dominated, ticklish haze I was in, I wondered if she might have been serious about wanting to know about my friends. Come to think about it, I knew alot of ticklish people, some who might be happy to play a few games like this with us later...
I was so distracted, exploring the possibilities, that it wa several seconds before I noticed the tickling had stopped. I craned my head over my shoulde, using the repreive to try and unwind the curtain from around me. It was embarassingly easy when I wasn't jerking around with those devilish little tickles coursing through me.
"C'mon out now, you bad, bad robber. We'll need to take you down to the station for proper questioning. And possibly sentencing." Katelyn called. I slid out, interupted briefly when she teased my legs and then my belly while my arms were still trapped.
"Up you, come, robber. March!" Still carrying the duct tape, she pushed me along in front of her as I shuffled, helping me down the stairs, and then to the area she had designated the 'station'.
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