LORI'S TORMENT

BY BM

Lori Sanders had a nice life. An ordinary family, a hamster of her own, and many friends. But there was a problem for the twelve year old: she was the youngest of two brothers and two sisters. This gave her most of the attention being her mom's youngest but the disavandage of being targeted by pesky older siblings.

They would trade off, tickling her. Sometimes they would just grab her by the waist and tickle, or pin her down and give her a good dose of it. Her ribs and underarrms and tummy would get her going, but it was mostly her feet that made her scream with uncontroable laughter the most.

But then the day came when she got it worse.

Her second oldest brother, Schaan, who was three years older than her, got into a fight with her one day. It wasn't one of their usual arguments, more like a "scream so loud you'll crack the walls" kind. But Lori had a plan for revenge.

When Schaan was out one day she snuck into his room and peered through his drawers, until she found out what she was looking for: his three most valuable comic books. She grabbed them and ran to the shed in the back yard and hid them there.

"That'll show him" Lori muttered as she walked inside the house.

*****

"HOLY SHIT! Where the hell are my comic books?" Schaan yelled.

Lori smiled to herself. Schaan had a friend over and wanted to show off his collection.

"Maybe one of your siblings took them?" his friend, Marco suggested.

"Good point. Sarah is at college, and Patrick is on that school trip. That leaves Anthony and Lori"

They both looked at each other. "Lori" they both said and ran up to her room.

*****

"I SWEAR I DON'T KNOW WHERE YOUR FRICKING COMICS ARE!" shouted Lori. The boys had attacked her when she wasn't looking. Marco sat on her stomach holdinhg her arms down while Schaan sat on her legs.

"We know you took them; I can tell when you are lying. Now tell me or face the consquences..." Schaan said.

"Never!"

"Fine then. Have it your way" he said and unlaced her sneakers and socks, revealing her feet. He slowly began to tickle them with 5 fingers on each foot. He got between her toes and then moved to her soles.

"Heeeeeheee...OKAY OKAY" Lori said. "They're in the tool shed...hahaha"

"Okay" said Schaan, still tickling.

"Let meeeheee...go" Lori said, squirming,

"Sorry kid but you still got a good half an hour"

Marco worked on her ribs, sides, tummy, and underams while Schaan did the feet. When half an hour had passed, they let her go, she was weak from the tickling.

Lori never messed with him again.