The Fireplace Inn [Absolutely NSFW - BDSM, Tickling, Teasing]

@Sgt.striker
 
(Mkay. What would you like to do then?)

@Swisalis  
(Hmmm, first, who’s your OC?)

@Sgt.striker
 
(I have many, but very few that are involved with tickling unless they are the ticklee. :P I can play show characters too, unless you’d like to see the aforementioned OCs. The only real tickler among them would be my male changeling though.)

@Swisalis  
(Oh, well I can think of something for him and striker)

@Sgt.striker
 
(Okay! :3)

@Swisalis  
(Here it is: he tricks striker into thinking coming to the inn was just for a relaxing evening, though he had a much more devious idea, and just to say, striker gets into a ticklish situation badum crash)

@Sgt.striker
 
(Oh, and this would be him: https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/469850166041010176/gaFqrqsh.jpeg )

@Sgt.striker
 
(Sounds neat to me. :P How do we want to start this off? What type of bondage do you like and should Striker start off having already been bound?)

@Swisalis  
(Okay! Let’s begin!)

@Swisalis  
(Yeah, she can be already bound, spread to where every ticklish spot of hers is exploited, and she has little room to squirm)

(Erp, double post. Ignore this.)

@Swisalis  
(Ok, you should start)

@Sgt.striker
 
(Got it. ;P)
 
Blasé circled the bound form of his gullible new toy in his natural form, a wide smirk on his face. If there was one thing he adored being a changeling for, it was the ability to change itself, for it allowed him to trick mares (and sometimes even the males) into situations they may not have willingly let themselves into.
 
And this particular tricked mare looked like a good catch indeed; it was quite easy to send her to sleep and bring her to the inn’s dungeon-esque basement. It was here that she was now bound, still unconscious, in a type of bondage unseen compared to others. The reason for this was because it was nearly invisible, yet still able to hold the mare completely still; behind both ears were two very tiny metal circles stuck in place, glowing a dull green. Harmlessly, they ran a constant signal into her nervous system that negated all movement except for those of vital organs. Not even her tail would swish nor would her ears flicker, the only movable areas being her mouth (for obvious reasons) and eyes. Were the changeling to move a limb of her body, such as her hoof or wing, and leave it, it would stay as if frozen in animation.
 
She was helpless. And that was exactly how Blasé liked his mares.
 
It’s time for her to wake up~
 
He whispers this into ear as to rouse her from her forced rest.

@Swisalis  
the pegasus slowly opens her eyes, trying to stretch out to realize she can’t, she tries flapping her wings, to no avail, at this point she’s in panic mode, her mind racing “who would do this?” “Why would they do this?” These questions stirred in her mind like a disturbed wasp nest

@Sgt.striker
 
And so she does awaken~
 
He steps slowly into view in front of the pegasus, as she had been previously unable to turn her head to see him when he was beside her. His dark-eyed gaze scans her body with an excited flare.
 
Hello, beautiful… why are you just standing there, hm~?
 
His voice is very different from that of the form he took to trick her down here, but it should be very clear by this point that it was a changeling’s plot all along.

W-what’s going on!? Why can’t i move!?

@Sgt.striker
 
(I am going to have to ask for longer posts as well, by the way. ^^; That’s what this forum is.)

@Swisalis  
(Ok)

@Swisalis  
she continues her struggle, trying her hardest to move to no avail, feeling terrified of what’s happening

@Sgt.striker
 
Isn’t that what I asked you~?
 
He snickers, pretending not to know what she’s talking about. Stepping close to her, he gingerly strokes the tip of his hoof under her chin as a teasing motion.
 
Unluckily for you and quite luckily for me, you won’t be heard in this room… and even if you were, those outside would think we were nothing more than a rowdy couple having a.. ‘good laugh’.. hehee~
 
He licks his lips, as if savoring her situation.

@Swisalis  
she gulps, now fearing for what’s about to happen and how she can’t do anything to stop it oh no….oh please no

@Sgt.striker
 
With another chuckle, he slips out of her range of vision, her head unable to turn. She can’t see anything he does, only able to view what’s directly ahead of her.
 
The begging always makes it more fun..
 
With this sentence, one of his hooves pokes her in the side without any warning, a precursor to what’s to come.

@Swisalis  
she let’s out a squeak, her eyes widening for what she’s about to go through please~ don’t! Please! I-I’ll do anything, just please let me go!

@Sgt.striker
 
And I’ll do anything too… anything but that~
 
The same hoof pokes again, joined by another hoof on the opposite side, testing her reactions to just these simple touches. She seemed to be quite the sensitive mare, and that pleased him very much.
 
If you want to leave, all you have to do is walk away; what’s stopping you, dear~?

@Swisalis  
she squeaks again, wanting to know why she can’t move
 
I don’t know! I’m trying to move!