Buster is walking out of his cell on the first day of his sentence. He's barefoot as the rules require him to be. He was only sentenced to a few weeks here, but it's your job to make sure he learns his lesson.
"Baxter. Come with me" you order. Buster obediently follows you down the hall, his ankle shackles rattling as he walks. This is his first tickle session and you want to make it a really torturous one for him.
"Um, is it true I'm gonna get tickled here?" asked Buster. "Yep, that's where we're going now. First session, and it's gonna be a rough one. Are you ticklish, Baxter?" you ask. "Yeah, real ticklish. I usually sleep in socks I'm so sensitive on my soles and a few quick jabs on my tummy or under my arms is enough to make me howl with laughter" said Buster. "Guess it sucks to be you then" you smile.
As you walk down the hallway, you hear prisoners in their cells being issued punishments. Buster's hair stands up on end hearing the laughing, screaming and begging of hysterical prisoners getting justice tickled into them.
"Alright Baxter, through this door is your first decent into tickle torture. Enjoy" you laugh as you open a door at the end of the hallway. Buster whines as he sets his eyes on...
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