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I would go for her belly.
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Oh great. There’s a fetish I didn’t even know I had. Thanks.
Daring Do struggled in her bonds as the feather slowly approached her hooves. She tried over and over again, but the chains that contained her kept her held down. It wasn’t just any ordinary torture, it was one that would surely drive her insane.
“This is your last chance, Daring. Will you tell us where you hid the medallion?” A feminine voice echoed throughout the room.
Daring scowled, “You’ll never know where it is!”
“So be it.” the voice stated. The feather started to wriggle on the adventurer’s hooves.
Daring bit her lip, it hadn’t even been 5 seconds and she already was thrusting her body around in desperation. Tears started to flow down her face. How she wished that she wasn’t so ticklish.
“I…I can’t hold it in anymore!” the pegasus thought, and in an instant, she burst out into an uproar of hysterics.
“N-Nohohohohohohoho! M-make it stahahahahahahap!”
“Well then, Miss Do. Tell us the location of the medallion.”
“Nehehever! Wahahahahahaha!” Her hooves tried to kick to get away from the soft feather, but to no avail.
“Very well then.”
Daring Do’s eyes shut tightly, her head thrashing about as she laughed.
Without warning, she felt a paintbrush making circles on her exposed belly. The mare’s laughter skyrocketed to a new height.
“Plehehehehehehehease! Noho mohohohohore! Ahahahaha!” She pleaded, she refused to break, but she knew there would be much more tickling to come.
Do you have to ask?s