This is a part 2 to the story I posted yesterday. I hope y'all like it. This is my first time writing anything like this 😊
I weakly struggled against the scare actors' grip, but the more I struggled, the tighter their grip got. I felt their fingers dig into my ribs with more force, and I couldn't help but double over with even more giggles. I couldn't believe this was happening. How did I even get myself into this mess? Why didn't I stick closer to the group I was assigned to? I squealed as I felt a finger dive into my bellybutton and wriggle around furiously, and I couldn't stand any longer. Collapsed in a giggly heap on the floor, I no longer felt the embrace of the scare actor and tried to crawl away. I had to try and find a way out, I couldn't take much more of this. I was just about to reach back from where I was originally grabbed, but once again, I felt two strong hands on me, pulling me even further into the darkness of the haunted house.
"No no, you're not going anywhere. I'm not done having fun with you yet." The figure said with a deep chuckle. I felt goosebumps all over.
I was then flipped over onto my back, finally able to see my assailant. A tall and muscular figure clad in black kneeled over me. I didn't recognize anything about their costume. It barely looked like something fit for Halloween. The only thing that even maybe gave Halloween vibes was the face paint. A skeleton face was carefully and skilfully painted on his oval face. Hooded eyes made to look even more dark and intimidating. I gulped and began to slowly back away on my elbows, pleading that I didn't want any trouble. He smiled, straddled my waist, and leaned down to speak into my ear since a particularly loud group of teenagers were passing by us.
"And I'm not hear to give you trouble. I just want to make you laugh." One hand began slowly and gently scratching my side. I immediately went to push it away, but with quick reflexes, his free hand grabbed both my wrists and pinned them above my head. He smirked and laughed.
"You've made this far too easy. But you won't hear me complaining. Now, where was I?" He teased and started his tickly assault on my stomach again.
I tried my best to get away from the evil fingers, but I soon realized that his grip on me was too strong. It wasn't long before more giggles spilled out of me and pleading for him to stop. I promised I wouldn't tell on him if he let me go.
"But I don't want to let you go. I want to keep you here a little longer and tickle you. You're obviously having fun too, you're laughing!" He mocked.
He then moved his hand to my bellybutton again and plunged a single finger in, and wriggled it around. I couldn't stop the scream that came out of me. I laughed hard and kicked my feet around, trying anything to get away.
"Oh really? This a bad spot for you? How cute. I think I'll play with this a while. Tickle tickle tickle!" He teased and continued his attack.
Seconds felt like hours as he tickled me. I hoped that someone would find me and save me from this ticklish hell I was in. I screamed as loud as I could, but no one came. He eventually moved on from my bellybutton. Giving equal attention to every sensitive spot. My underarms, my ribs, my sides, my stomach, even my hips weren't spared. And each time I'd try to call for help, he'd dive back into my hyper ticklish navel. Teasing me the whole time. Suddenly, his tickling slowed and get got near my ear again.
"So ticklish everywhere, lucky me for picking such a fun target. I'd keep you here all night if I could. But, I promise to let you go when the haunted house closes."
A spark of hope ignited inside of me. We must have been here for hours, my freedom was surely close. He pulled out his phone. After tapping a few buttons on it, he set it down on the floor next to us.
"I've started a timer. It will go off 10 minutes before the haunted house closes, and when it does, you can leave."
I sighed in relief. I was going to get out of here. I smiled and turned my head to look at the timer. My stomach dropped. It was only 8:30pm. No, no, it couldn't be. I heard him chuckle.
"Heh, yeah. I guess you forgot. The haunted house is open late tonight. Until 1am. It'll be ok though. I promise to give you breaks in between. I even brought water. So don't worry, I'm going to take very good care of you."
I tried pleading with him one more time, but it fell upon deaf ears. His fingers slowly crept inside my hoodie and I felt his fingers spider onto my stomach again.
"Now, the real fun can begin. Tickle tickle tickle!"
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