真不错，挺好用的。

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画风粗糙，玩法单一，文字贫乏，一点也不好！（提裤子）

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看了下，这作者fanbox每个短篇是单独配文的，只看图总感觉少了点什么。

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Azusa and Homura Yaminein
the Chapter of capture
Pages: 1-9
The Yaminein house is a renowned exorcist family in West Japan. Their family temple is in the Mountains of Tottori. The Elder sister Nana Yaminein, as the chieftain of the family, is the chief priestess of the temple. The younger sister, Akemi Yaminein, has achieved in politics and commerce, despite her ability in exorcism.
Akemi's daughter, Yoko Yaminein, often trains at the temple. Nana's daughters Azusa and Homura study in different high schools close to their home. Azusa, Homura, and Yoko are all famous excellent exorcists in the dark world.
Lack of inspiration for the goddesses' stories recently, so I made something new. The Goddesses' story wasn't finished. If anyone could spark me with interesting ideas, like new victims, I'd really appreciate it.
Akemi Yaminein

The Chapter of abduction
Pages: 10-15
The iron lady of the Yaminein family, Akemi, was abducted by the stooges of the devils. She was languished and tamed in a secret den of the devils.
Nana Yaminein
Pages: 16-19

the Chapter of ambush
One day, Nana Yaminein received a letter containing recent photos of her daughters and little sister. Nana, with fierce anger, had to go to the location mentioned in the letter to fight against the people and monsters who ambushed her there. The results are predictable...

Chapter 4
Pages: 10-26
Nana Yaminein realized that she was restrainted in a strange place when she regained consciousness. All her clothes were stripped off, her voluptuous body was tied up, and hung in front of the men with her private regions were exposed totally.

"Nana Yaminein! You are now in my hands, and I'll kick you into our tickling hell! Master will be glad for that!" the leader of the kidnapper announced her horrible fate.

The hands of the kidnappers stabbed her vulnerable body, her extremely sensitive feet, boobs, buttocks, and thighs with soaked by tickling oil. The married beauty burst into laughter immediately. The kidnappers laughed to enjoy her resistance, which escalated her suffering.

Even though the exorcist did not stop struggling to try to escape from this situation desperately, the circuit of her thought was burned every time her nipples were tickled.
"I can break your will with just little tickle, no matter how hard you resist, you won't escape from this splendid hell!" the leader of the kidnapper whispered with joy.

"AHAHAHAAHA, STAHAHA!!! LET HEEE GOOHAHAH!!!"

A ring-gag forced her mouth open and muffled her voice.

"Quiet, Nana! No, you sow! Ah...yes....please take this dildo, it was moulded from the Master! You should get use to it!" the leader slowly plunged the dildo into her throat.

"Oh man, this sow is so busty, just like her sister! and as ticklish as hers too!"

They tickled her boobs with soft brushes in-between, and rubbed the juicy flesh, and the part where the breasts were not visible was inserted from the gap and tickled mercilessly.
As time goes by, nobody seems to be aware of her cry and laughing for help. She lost hope gradually.

She continued to suffer so much these days and was made to be a ticklish doll hung from the ceiling. Nana can never get out of this state by her own in the foreseeable future...

Chapter 5: An experimental animal
Pages: 27-30
In the secret base of the demons in the human world, A special treatment room that was set up which was even rarely visited by followers of the demons.
It is a facility for disposing of enemies of demons and those who discover their secrets, and is basically managed by low-ranged demons. The experimental animal in this cell was Akemi Yaminein, the heroine of the famous exorcist Yaminein family. She has to undergo a tickling endurance experiment here before being escorted to the demon world. And this experiment doesn't really have a specific purpose, it's just to make her suffering.

Chapter 6: An experimental animal
Pages: 31-32
The experimental animal in this cell was Nana Yaminein, the matriarch of the famous exorcists, Yaminein family.

Chapter 7: Invasion into the demon world
Page: 33
To rescue her family, the genius exorcist Yoko Yaminein made her way by stealth into the demon world, and kills countless demons until she was captured by the them, after she was sieged by the demon army.

Chapter 8: Auction I
Pages: 34-35
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Chapter 9: A Circus I
Pages: 36-40
Welcome, ladies and gentlemen! It is the tickling training show of Azusa and Homura, of the famous exorcists family Yaminein! All of you are their fans, we hope you enjoy it!

Hey! You can't endure this anymore? This is your future life! You must be humiliated to your limit in fornt of the devils! Show our audiences your cute laughing faces like circus animals!

Look at these gorgeous bodies! They will be displayed, and tastes all the agony of tickling... doesn't that terrifying when you just hear it? The true hell has just begun. From now on, both of you are our ornamental toys, for your life time... You will continue to suffer in this hell!

Chapter 10: Auction II
Pages: 41-44
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Chapter 11: Invasion into the demon world II
Pages: 45-46
Yoko Yaminein in the demon world.

Chapter 12: Family Reunion
Pages: 47-49
The five exorcists of Yaminein family were escorted to the demon realm, and became tickling slaves there. They were tortured and trained in various places, in front of their enemies, and amuse the demons and monsters with their extremely ticklish and tender feet.

Chapter 13: Family Reunion II
Pages: 50-53
Nearly one year later...

Chapter 14: Nana's service
Pages: 54-59
Nana's serving is ongoing, as a tickle whore...

Chapter 15: Nana's boobs' training
Pages :60-64
How sensitive and ticklish could this lady's boobs?

Chapter16: Spin-off
pages: 65-70
Some of the captives would become permanent slaves of the demons... Even she was a really powerful one who used to be the leader of her clan...

Chapter 17: Auction for the next month
Pages: 71-73
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Chapter 18: Spin-off The missing exorcists
Pages: 74-84
For many years, there was happen that some powerful exorcists missing in different places around the country. Among them, there were even the chiefs of several famous exorcist clans. In fact, many of these female exorcists who failed due to momentary mistakes and carelessness were captured, and sent to the "Demon Headquarters" that has been circulating among demons recently, and becoming slaves.
These exorcists‘ spiritual power wase sealed, and they were used for entertaining the demons in the quarters. Especially the powerful exorcists who have killed numerous demons have been branded as "sow" and can only survive as slaves of the demons.
This time, the demons hold a feast of buttock tickling for entertainment. The ladies who should be executed by demons, are just powerless and hopeless meat slaves for amusement now.
(Names on the butts:

Otoko Tsuchimikado, Megumi Maminein, Nanami Sakaki,

Miyuki Touou, Fuyuki Abe, Hikari Asahina)
No matter how strong they were, these ladies are now merely meat toys that are getting mad with just a gentle scratch on their buttocks.
And every inch of the skin on the butts of these exorcists will not be ignored. The goal of demons is to humiliate them completely and plunge them into eternal despair and pain.
This is their hell...
Will they escape from this despair eventually?
Or a more hopeless future?

Chapter 19: The newly acquired slave at the auction
Pages: 85-102
Screams, laughter and sobs echo through the dark and silent underground. The stubborn slaves were left in the dungeons to be tickled and tortured. It would bring the rebellious slaves to their knees, and to let them know that their training would continue uninterruptedly here, making them aware that they lost their human right.
They would be placed here... for a whole day of continuous tickling torture, or even a week if she had some trouble to her master.... the torture and training would not stop n matter how she begs.

Chapter 20: Extra Foot Care
Pages: 103-128
Miss from the prestigious Touou family, yet you like to travel around in these worn-out grass shoes. Such good feet, but with thick calluses and have been worn so rough. What a waste!"
"Ara ara... what do you little monsters want to do to me?"
"We will provide a good pedicure for Miss Touou, and these cute feet will recover to their proper condition."
This pedicure will last for thirty days, and we are sure that Miss Touou's feet will be as delicate and sensitive as little babies.
"It's weird... my soles..."
"On the first day, we grind off the calluses on the soles of her feet carefully. We'd rather take a long time, in case it would hurt the dermis layer. Just do it slowly."
"Heehee... It's tickle now. Hihih, do you all want to torture me like this? Hihih..."
"The next day, we needs to clean her toes thoroughly, slough off dead skin cells by using a scrub, and apply lubricant to give them a good massage."
"Hahaha it's tickle hahaha! How could this happen hahaha! Stooop hahahah!!"
On the third day, first clean her toe crevices, and then let her experience itching in her toe crevices
"Hahaha it's killing mehahahhaha!!! I can't stannnahhaha!! hha! STOOOP HAHAHAhahahahahaha! STOOOPHAHHAA!! hahahaNOOOO!!"
On the fourth day, it was time to clean up the less important places. There were some dead skin on the edges of both feet, which must be cleaned up.
"Hahaha hahahhaha!!! STOOOP HAHAHAhahahahahaha! STOOOPHAHHAA!! hahahaNOOOO!!"
The next day, clean the forefoot and heel again, these areas need to be softened to make them more delicate.
"Hahaha hahahhaha!!! hha! STOOOP HAHAHAhahahahahaha! STOOOHAHHAA!! hahaha!! NONONONONOHAHAHAHHAHAHAH!! IT'SHAHAHAHA!!!STOOPHAHAHA!!! PLEAASHAHA!!"
On the sixth day, Miss Touou is facing a treatment of her ticklish archs of the soles.
"Hahaha it's killing mehahahhaha!!! I can't stannnahhaha!! hha! STOOOP HAHAHAhahahahahaha! STOOOPHAHHAA!! hahahaNOOOO!!"
On the seventh day, her feet cleaning is continued, with moderate force and gentle scratching and brushing. In addition, the balls and heels should be cleaned at the same time. The entire sole can be cleaned for a day.
On the eighth to nineth day, let her toes, which are smooth enough now, enjoy some deep development.
"HAHAHHAHANOOO!! KILL MEHAHAHAHAH!!! NONOOOOOO! PLEAAAAAHAHAHAH!!!"
On the tenth day, Miss Touou has a rest for a day, a whole day, and... we treat her feet with some sensitivity increasing ointment. This is also a very important part of her pedicure.
"What... what are you up to? Do you know who I am? You'd better kill me now... or I will absolutely kill you all! Kill you all! Kill you all! The Touou clan won't let you go either!"
You have had a pair of beautiful and ticklish feet now! Miss Miyoki Touou, please lenjoy your new life!"
Since the eleventh day, every inch of her skin on the soles can be treated by tickling.
"HAHAHAHANOOOAHAHAHAH!!!?? NONOAHHAHA!!! NOOOOHAHAHAHAH!!! STAAHAHAHA!! HAHAHAHA!! NOOOOO! HAHAHA...HAHHAHA!! HELPHAHAHAHA!!! NOOO!HAHAHHAA!!!PLHEHAHAHZHAHA!!"

('Can't stand it anymore... the brain is dysfunction!)
She will become a good toy...

Chapter 21: Spin-off: the Grannies
Pages: 129-137
Touou of the east and Yaminein of the west are the most prestigious exorcism households in Japan, with many powerful offspring emerging in the past two hundred years. As time goes by, monsters are progressing. These two households have been thorns in their side since hundreds of years ago for the demons. So the demon clans across the country have joined forces to launch plans against these exorcists.
Ten years ago, the matriarch of Yaminein (50), went missing. Her eldest daughter, Nana Yaminein, became the new matriarch of the household; Seven years ago, the most powerful exorcist of the Touou household, Miyoki Touou(43), disappeared, which deminished the strength of the Touous dramatically.
These two exorcists secretly became permanent tickle slaves of the demons, who ravaged them recklessly, making their lives worse than death. Many advanced demons who know their identities prefer to appreciate their painful appearance.
After their enslavement, they were transformed into half demons. Although they did not get the ability of monsters, they gained extremely long lives.
And the only duty for the rest of their lives is to please their captors, which are their enemies, the demons, by their sensitive bodies.
Their personalities and mentality were solidified to the day of their capture, so that their unwillingness, humiliation, fear, and despair could provide the demons with the most food.
But after years of training, the body has become quite different.
"The first half of your life was my most hated exorcists, and the second half was my favorite tickle slaves."
"Can you remember who you are after being a tickle slave for ten years?"
"Let's exchange the tickle slaves, so we can enjoy different flavour! Although they are both old ladies, their skins are still delicate and tender! Especially with these trained feet, they are particularly interesting to play with!"

"You should thank us for giving you life!"
"I heard that the main house in Yaminenin clan has been completely wiped out. Maybe you will see your daughters and other descendants in the future."
"Can you hear my word? Oh, forget it, just live peacefully as tickle slaves. By the way, I will let your slutty breasts enjoy some good tickling later."

Chapter 22: Spin-off: Touou's Training

Pages: 138-149
"Playing brave? You know your weaknesses already, and you know you won't be able to hold on."
”As I thought, these breasts are also quite ticklish."
"This breast needs to be labeled as a breast slave."
"HeheHiii!"
"Not bad, it looks pretty!"
"Great, now you are our breast slave."
"In the days to come, you should reflect on the harm you caused to us monsters before and accept your fate honestly"
"Ticklish exorcists, that's what I love the most!"
"We will let the tentacle monsters serve you. These low-level monsters can obtain pleasure by absorbing human pain without tiring."
"After all, you are the strongest and most stubborn person in the Touou clan."
"There's still a long time left, you can think about it carefully."
"Of course, I hope your brain is still functional."

Chapter 23: Family reunion in the Tentacle hell
Pages: 150-157
For months they were held in different places as tickle whores, and suffered by different demons. The Yamineins, the eldest daughter Azusa, the second daughter, Homura, and Their mother Nana, were getting more and more hopeless. Then once again, they were dragged to the "tentacle hell" as high-quality tickle slaves.
The three of them were tied to the “bed”. It wasn't strings or chains that bound mother and daughter—the bed was made up of flesh-colored tentacles. The body heat clinging to their skin, the "crawling" sounds squirming in the back of their ears, and the countless folds of flesh extending from the bed frame all became countless more tentacles.

Soon, the lower halves of their bodies had been "engulfed" by the flesh-colored tentacles. The swollen mass of tentacles devoured their bodies from their knees to their ankles, leaving only their bare feet sticking out from the edge of the bed.

The tentacles binding their upper bodies creaked in time with their peristaltic movements—
Three people were present. The bondage of a mother and a woman is not like that of a mother and a woman. There is a warm body on the skin, a moving "creeping voice" in the ears, a number of folds can be stretched out on the screen, and a number of unclean hands can be heard.

Fuku, three people with flesh-colored tentacles on the lower half of their bodies. Expanding tentacles reach the knees and ankles, and the bare legs extend out from the sides.

The touches on their bound upper bodies move and rub against each other...

Flesh-colored tentacles lick at their weak spots. Tickling and fear mix together, causing them to thrash around like mad. The tentacles tighten, moving ever faster.

"Stop...! Stop tickling me... Ahh!?"

On the verge of losing their sense of reason, the sound escaping from the back of their throats is no longer distinguishable as laughter or sorrow.

The tips of the tentacles split into countless small mouths, letting out a resounding "giggle..."

Tied in a dark room, they are punished by "tickling" - their powerless spasms, roaring laughter from their throats, and their ravaged nerves tear the mother and daughter away from their past as "monster killers."

The monsters whisper.

"This is karma... For every life you have taken, this laughter will become an eternal punishment."
Although their reason is getting mess, they knew what they would face, but they lost any chance of resistence.

"Cry, scream, gnash! Your despair would make the skin tender, and more delicious."

"The more you resist, the greater your laughter will lead you to the future I want... Oh... the laughing is so gorgeous."

"Dance as our toy forever!"

"Your body is no longer belongs to youselves. Look, the tentacles are trembling as we wished!"

"The nerve would be reviving forever - your tickling won't be end!"

"Your souls have turned into the prisoners of tickling... suffer forever, and that's proof of your existence."
The three ladies were ticked through the whole body with countless tentacles, while their eyes were blindfolded.

The tickling constantly move from the sole to the breasts and nipples ――

Breathing and screaming are crushed by laughter, and only the convulsive muscles can cry "stop!"
"You shall imagine that thousands of caterpillars crawl your skin when your eyes are covered... Oh, the crying laughter, the best hymn to me."

"In this darkness, when your laughter declines, we would pour " the drop of madness to the throat, and keep the mad laugh forever. "

"Blindfolds are our mercy -- if you look at the tentacles, your brains may melt with laughter."
The tentacles crawled over the weak spots of all three mother and daughter simultaneously - their sides, the soles of their feet, and their breasts itched, and the crazed laughter of the three women swirled around the room, like a trio of tears.

The tentacles were forced into the mouths of the three mother and daughter girls, and a purple liquid was forced down their throats - the mucus and liquid mixed together, forcing their laughing muscles into spasms. Eventually, the mother's hoarse laughter and the daughters' high-pitched laughter merged into one another in the room.
"Kukukuku... Haha, stop... Kukukukuku... The children... Aaaah!!"

The veins bulging on the mother's neck throbbed with each laugh.

"Ah... Ah... Hiii! ... Kill me!"

Azusa unconsciously tried to bite off her tongue, but the demon's tentacles held her jaw in place.

"Hiiiiiiiii! That's funny! That's funny! Haha! Ahahahaha!!"

Homura's pupils were sucked into the whirlwind of laughter, their pupils narrowing to needles.

Nana's low laughter resonated with Homura's shrieks, and Azusa's intermittent moans set the rhythm.

It was the sound of the instrument known as "family" being torn apart by the demon's hands.

"Mother's laughter was supposed to be a 'spell' to protect her daughter, right? It seems to have the opposite effect."

Chapter 24: Family reunion in the Master’s place
Pages: 158-162
Yaminein Akemi, who was purchased last month, was tortured as a "tickle slave" along with her daughter for about a month, laughing maniacally every day as the demon played with her. The daily tickling torture brought her to the brink of collapse.

"Kill me, hahahahahahaha! Please! Kill me, kill me, unnnnnggghh ...
Akemi and Yoko deeply regretted not eradicating the demons back then, but there was nothing they could do now, other than continue to laugh madly in the demons' hands.
The seals on their necks prevented them from using their power; otherwise, they could have destroyed these small fry demons with a mere wave of their hand. And now, these small fry had actually become their "masters," able to torment them with unbearable tickling torture day and night as they pleased.
Their thoughts were meaningless to the demons. The stimulation of their armpits, the soft flesh of their breasts, and their waists and bellies brought them to the brink of unconsciousness. Yet, in the next instant, that electric current surging from even more ticklish spots robbed them of even their most familiar, meaningful words, leaving them only to emit ceaseless, hysterical laughter.
"Eeek aaaah! So delicious! Slurp, slurp, so delicious ohohohoho eeek! I feel incredibly happy now! You bitch of the Kuroyamai family, for killing my brothers! For killing so many demons! Mmm ohohoh! So tasty! I feel... I feel like I could play this delicious foot forever, eee yohoo ho~"
"Kill me hahahahahaha! Please! kill me ughnnnaaaaah I don't want gah-pfft-blub-blub-hahahahahaha-- I can't, can't ahhhh please! ! Kill me, kill me!!"

"Please hahahahaha-- I don't wanna, don't wanna laugh ughna-hahahahaha hehehe... Please gah-pfft-hyuh-hahahahaha-- Just let me die ughn-gah-pfft-hee-hahahahahaha! Let me eeeeeek-heeheeheeheeheehahaha! Please hahaha... ha..."

Chapter 25: the Avici Hell
Pages: 163-171
Years later, those exorcists who had been made into tickle slaves by the demons were delivered into the Avici Hell.
They, along with their life-support systems, were encased alive within special concrete pillars, denied all rights to resist, struggle, or even perceive the outside world.
Each day, at a designated hour, the gates of Hell swing open. Demons then stream in without end, claiming the flesh that catches their fancy, and commence their tortures.
From the soles of their feet to their chests, every last inch of ticklish flesh is targeted. The demons know their weaknesses with cruel precision and are devilishly adept at exploiting them, making the women experience hell in its truest, most agonizing form.
"Eehee... Hahaha! N-not there... EeYAAhahaha! St...stop... Hk-khk... Ee-HOHAHAHA!!"
These once-mighty exorcists were powerless to resist. The trembling of their bodies and the helpless fluttering of their feet were the only protests they could muster. Yet these very acts only served to excite the demons further. Their laughter, resonating from within the concrete pillars, delivered ever more delight to their tormentors.
Even when the day's "service" is concluded, the demons deploy mindless tentacled horrors to sustain the flow of tickling sensations upon these women's most ticklish spots. They deny them even a moment's respite, such is their intentional malice.
They shall endure their wretched existence within this unending torment of tickling, steeped in anguish and remorse, for all eternity.

Chapter 26: Vengeance
Pages: 172-181
"Ah... Would you mind perishing for a moment, please?"

Years ago, the demons active in the Kinki region were wiped out by a Demon Exorcism Division led by the most powerful Miko in the western territories. The Blue Oni clan was nearly eradicated, but a fortunate young leader was snatched away to safety even as pursuers closed in on her.
After forming a nationwide federation, the demons even colluded with foreign entities, ultimately triggering the Cataclysm. The Exorcism Division was overwhelmed across multiple fronts, and their mightiest exorcists vanished after being ambushed.

As the demons spun their shadow network across the archipelago and stitched pacts with entities beyond the sea, the descent into chaos became irreversible—
She was justice incarnate, eradicating true evil, till the day her daughters were taken hostage— She walked alone into their trap, now a tickle-toy for the demons.

As talons scraped her exposed nerves, demonic laughter drowning her dying prayers, Bloodstained fangs hissed against her ear:

"Do you see it now, Yaminein? The slaughter you called 'purification'... has birthed this night parade of ten thousand demons devouring the mortal realm! Did you ever imagine, while severing the heads of three hundred of my kin, that those blood-soaked hands would one day be devoured by the very darkness you spawned? Does remorse now crawl in your heart?"
"You mean to tell me... it was fucking tickling these tits that made you break—?"

His claw scratched the silk soft breasts, her spine arching like a profane bow in convulsions,"Those mates used tickles... goddamn infantile tickles..."

Spittle hit on her flesh,"To make you—YAMINEIN NANA! The frost-hearted bitch who slaughtered my kin— Beg like a rabid bitch scratching at the floor?!"
Laughter curdled into neural static shrieks, as if ant-feet danced beneath her skin—

"HAHA— STOP! PLEASE... KILL ME NOW!"

Pupils shattered like divine mirrors in bloody tear-tracks, though she knew no mercy lived in demon ears, her body still convulsed like a marionette with severed strings:

"TICKLES... NOOO! KILL ME! KILL ME PLEEEASE!!"
"Kill you? What a waste~" The chief's claw traced her milk-sweat valley,"I paid a lot for your 30-day lease..."

"If just tickling your nipples makes your tendons lock up, what about adding soles and armpits?" The young chief beckoned two orphaned oni with dried tear streaks still on their cheeks. Their nails meticulously scraped the soft flesh of the witch's armpits, while fingers crawled over the tender meat of her foot pads. As the avengers intensified their scratching along the sensitive rim of her areolas and the overly plump breast flesh, the healthy female body abruptly tensed like jade, pores exuding a scent akin to lactation... making the onis' Adam's apples bob.

Her suspended feet kicked frantically, ten toes clawing pale arcs in the air, soles arched taut like drawn bows, sweat droplets tracing the foot arches—Just as the orphan's fingertips rubbed her armpit sweat, the chief suddenly gripped her trembling heel and sneered: "Look, these soles... are even softer than an ordinary young girl's."

Two orphan oni ticked stopwatches while raking her soles:

"717 hours left! Gotta stay healthy and tickled till contract expiry, auntie~"
Nana thrashed wildly, but coarse ropes bit deep into her wrists and ankles. She could only twitch like a fish on land, shoulders scraping bloody streaks on the wooden frame. Her soles curled and jerked uncontrollably under the blue demon's scratching nails, toes twisting together in violent tremors.

Another demon dug his index finger into her sweaty armpit, scraping along sweat-slicked skin folds, broken laughter was gurgling from her throat as spit and tears soaked her temples.

The young chief pinched the ridges of her areola with his fingernails, rubbing rapidly. Her nipples stood hard as pebbles. When her hips suddenly arched upward, but fell back in no time. Her gaping mouth sucked in no air—only wheezing rasps squeezed from her shuddering chest.
he young boss squatted down, digging his fingers into the tensed skin along Nana's flanks and scraping back and forth. Her waist jerked like electrocuted, but steel shackles pinned her to the rack, only making the frame clank violently.

A slick tongue suddenly pressed between her thighs. Nana's body spasmed—a half-scream tore from her throat—until an oni's thumb jabbed hard into her lower back. The shattered scream drowned in hysterical laughter. She clenched her thighs desperately, ankles grinding blood into the shackles, while another demon's nails scratched her soles into frenzied twitches.

Sweat streamed down her rigid inner thighs, mingling with wetness below. As the boss's tongue circled the tenderest flesh, Nana's back arched violently, neck tendons bulging. Restraints held her immobile. Laughter and choked spit sprayed through her teeth. She writhed to escape, but the fingers clawing her waist and the slippery tongue between her legs kept feeding relentless itch, draining her strength drop by drop.
"Right, we can't let those breasts get away either." The young boss summoned two blue oni, each beginning to tease her left and right breast.
Nana lost all sense of time—the oni's vengeance seemed endless. Only when they grew weary might she breathe, for so few clan remnants lived.

Yet she never anticipated the cursed artifacts. three obsidian plumes swirling feather-light over nipples, a humming jade bell above her arch. Each plume-tremor slammed her hips against shackles; each bell-chime scraped her soles into twitching moths trapped in iron.

As the first wave of tickling lit her spine like live wire, laughter tore from her throat fused with a sob of despair—locked in place, her body was now denied even the mercy of unconsciousness by those pulsating relics.

Chapter 27: Vengeance II
Pages: 182-196
(Five years ago)"It seems you went through such trouble to separate me from my guard... all to lay hands upon my person and plot some petty scheme against the Yaminein House, no?"
"While I find our family's exorcism ventures rather... uninspiring, pray do not conflate disinterest with incompetence."
"How adorably pathetic."
Corrupted Yamawarau, puppeteered by the National Yokai Alliance, laid an ambush in the city for Yaminein Corporation's mastermind, Akemi Yaminein. But even after successfully luring away all her bodyguards, they were mysteriously wiped out to the last creature.
This inexplicable defeat forced the Alliance to drastically re-assess the threat level of Akemi. A new, highly concentrated operation was orchestrated targeting her personally, with the ultimate goal of the complete eradication of the Yaminein house of the west.
After her capture, Akemi succumbed to the same fate as her elder sister: becoming a tickle slave for their amusement. The corrupted Yamawarau then purchased one month's title of use over her.

"One month. She's theirs."

"For one full month, Akemi is ours... Heh, I can't wait to see what's left of her after."
"Well, well, look what the cat dragged in. If it isn't Her High-and-Mightyness herself. How the mighty have fallen! Since you've lost so utterly, be a good dog and learn to behave in your new life."
"Stop! Hahaha! No more tickling! PLEASE! AHAHAHAHAHA!! AHAHAHAHA~ I can't take it! AHAHA! Just kill me now! HAHAHAHAHA~ MERCY! AHAHAHAHAHAHA~~"
The collar around her neck, the rings piercing her nipples and even her clitoris—all were designed to seal her spiritual power, reducing her to a helpless mortal incapable of resistance.

Even the greatest exorcist would be reduced to nothing more than livestock, raised and kept by yōkai under these seals.
"How did a woman this pathetic against tickling even manage to kill our kin we sent after her? Just let her die laughing! Hah!"
"Useless, lewd bitch. Now that you've been reduced to a tickle-slave livestock, have you accepted your inevitable end—to be tickled to death? After all, that's the final chapter for all tickle slaves, isn't it?"
Several Yamawarau clambered over her body, their dozens of fingers exploring every inch of her. The soles of her feet, her armpits, the swell of her breasts, her nipples—nowhere was spared from their torment. The outcome was a foregone conclusion: her uncontrollable, hysterical laughter fueled the Yamawarau's intense sense of vengeful pleasure, driving them to explore her soft yet firm body with even greater fervor.

Akemi’s body arched backwards like a drawn bow, violently straining against the collar and some invisible force that pinned her in place. She twisted and struggled desperately, her skin scraping raw against the manacles. The sweat-slicked collarbone and heaving chest evoked a pang of pity.
"Heh… hee… st-st-stop… Stoooop pleeease—!!"
"Fufufu... I bet your sister is just as despairing as you are now, isn't she? The great Yaminein House is so pathetic. Soon, you'll all be our beloved little 'tickle toys'~❤️ Oh, and don't you worry about your daughter... we haven't caught her yet. But we'll make sure to reunite you two soon... for all eternity~"

It began as a series of incoherent, breathy squeaks of laughter before coalescing into a torn, disordered shriek. Tears streamed uncontrollably from the corners of Akemi's eyes, mixing with sweat and saliva to ruin the face that once knew only arrogance and mockery.

"AHAHAHAHA! I—I can't take it…! You win! It's your victory! AHAHAHA! I admit it! I… acknowledge my defeaaat!!"

She screamed the admission between paroxysms of helpless laughter, the closest thing to begging for mercy she could muster. Yet it sounded less like surrender and more like a furious declaration forced from the brink.
Her toes curled painfully, every new wave of tickling sending her muscles into spasms of unbearable tension.

"So… stop… make it stop… I'm begging you… (gasping for air) … just… kill me… eeeugh, no wait! DON'T STOP— NO, I MEAN STOP! STOOOOP IT!!! AHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

In her agony, her words became a garbled mess, vacillating wildly between desperate pleas for death and desperate pleas for cessation. Ultimately, the sheer terror of the unending torment overwhelmed her, and her shrieks peaked into a piercing, frantic keen, her laughter becoming even more hysterical and shattered.

Her body gave one final, violent twitch before going completely limp like a broken puppet, only her shoulders still trembling with post-hysterical sobs and residual tickling.
However, this was not the conclusion, but merely the prologue to her descent into being a tickle slave—and a relatively gentle one at that.

Last edited on 06 October 2025, 16:02.

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