A loud clang of a bell announced halftime. In this game this did not include a halftime break for Abby. She was already panting heavily. Her exposed sides and belly tingled from the ceaseless attacks of her two tormentors. When her bra and panties clad body was briefly completely free of any kind of scratching or poking she was almost proud to have managed to reach halftime. While being tickled she had felt nothing else. After a few seconds Abbey realized that she was feeling hot, probably because she had gyrated her hips involuntarily for some minutes. There was another funny feeling that spread inside her.
With a twisted smile she halfheartedly complained to Rachel stood next to her. "Please don't be so mean to me. This is really torture the way you do this." The arrogant girl smiled into the audience. Hardly visible to anybody else she hissed back. "That was nothin'. You will go mad now." She stepped forward and grabbed the microphone quickly provided by an assistant. "Do you want us to tickle her where she is unbearably ticklish?" she excitedly shouted? "Yeeaaahhhhh!" was the expected loud response. "Tickle her to make her beg?" "Uuuoouuuohhho yeaah! With a lower voice she cooed "Should we show mercy at this point?" "Nooooohhhh" the combined cheers from the audience gave Abbey a sudden frightening feeling. Goosebumps appeared along her spine.
With a triumphant smile both girls turned back to Abbey. While Rachel took position behind the girl on the rack Lydia stood next to her legs. To Abbey's horror she felt one hand on her foot while some fingers took position on her soft spot on her arm close to her armpits. While Abbey cringed and waited for the next attack to happen the audience became silent in order to hear all of the pleading and screaming of the tickle tortured girl. But what were Rachel and Lydia waiting for? When Abbey briefly relaxed and turned her head for a questioning look to Rachel it began.
It was so unexpected that Abbey involuntarily squealed with a cute high pitch. While the two girls had not moved a finger on her body something was tingling and tickling her privates. What a shock! She had completely forgotten about the item Lydia had dropped into her pants a few minutes ago. Rachel grinned and indicated at her. "Look. She is so excited to get tickled." In panic Abbey's mind was racing about what she should do. It would be an utter disgrace to yell in a room full of people that there was something in her panties teasing her. And if she managed to tell, would they remove it? Who and how would do it? And if they didn't, everyone would know what was about to trigger her next reactions. Maybe she could hold it for the remaining time and make people believe they were only tickling her.
When the hands started to tease her soft skin on her arms she howled piteously. Lydia watched before she got to work at Abbey's
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