Mytheroptera: Roadwise

                                                 "A Thieves Bounty Part 2"
  
                                         As told by the Bard Lucas Cobblewit

*returns after getting another flagon of Mead* "Oh you're all still here? So you want to hear more aye?…let's see where was I then…aaaah yes…that rapscallion Marcus had them right where he wanted them…"

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Marcus paced back and forth in front of them; his eyes glanced back and forth between their own suspense filled eyes and their vulnerable feet, giving an eerily pleasant smile as he finally sat back down in front of them. Each had a similar look of resentment but differed for their own distinct reasons. Jenessa of course had a face of pure malice and disgust with venomous hatred pouring out of her at being put in this position. Lady Sonya on the other hand was equal parts hateful and curious as to what exactly he had planned and what she would have to do for this no doubt dirty minded rogue in order to appease his greedy appetites. Greed was something she knew all too well, and she knew that everyone had their price.

"So good sir…you wish to tickle us then?" She inquired with a surprisingly pleasant grin, causing Jenessa to glare at her just as venomously as at Marcus. "Do what you wish to satiate your desires…we will not resist." She added as Jenessa cringed by the very thought…to which Marcus merely laughed, falling back into the sofa across from them, crossing his legs.

"Ooooh you misunderstand my intentions completely…if I were to exact this punishment myself there would be nothing gained at all other than an increased hatred of yours truly…"  He explained as he looked at the two of them with a finger to his chin as if contemplating something. "Jenessa…turn and place your feet in your mother's lap. Sonya, I want you to tickle your daughter's feet until I say otherwise…" He commanded with a comical grin on his face. Both of them were rendered speechless, eyes wide as they then turned to face each other, a genuine look of fear and dread crossing over Jenessa's face. Suddenly all those years of mistreating her mother, treating her with such disrespect and resentful behavior began to wash over her. And if there was one thing she did know about her mother, is that she was most definitely the vengeful type.

"Y…yes…" Jenessa finally spoke with the most demonic hate filled glare at Marcus as she turned her body and placed her plump little feet in her mother's lap. Indeed Sonya felt her heart skip a beat slightly, having always wanted to put her daughter in line for so long, the way she ran to her father whenever her mother denied a request, demeaning her authority as a guardian over and over again. She had ceased to become a daughter to her and more of an irritating embarrassment she had been forced to live alongside within this decadent prison.

"Go ahead Sonya…I can see by that look in your eyes that you want to." Marcus commented in a devious tone, now seated beside Sonya on the floor gazing over the arm of the couch at Jenessa's baby soft and impeccable soles. Without another thought Sonya pinned down Jenessa's ankles against her thigh with one hand as she laid siege to the buttery soles with her well manicured nails, causing Jenessa to immediately erupt into hysterics. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!! I HATE YOOOOOHOOHOOHOOU MOOTHEHEHEHEHEEHEER!!!!" She screamed in response to the attack only prompting Sonya's vengeful heart even further, wrapping her arm around her daughters ankles and really digging her nails in, taking out every bit of resentment for this hateful spawn of hers, raking those claws up and down her high arched soles and digging under her pudgy little toes without a single hint of mercy or restraint as they wiggled around helplessly. Once those toes had been reached Jenessa completely lost it, falling backwards onto the couch, her curvy body writhing and arching violently with shrill screaming laughter pouring out of her. Her perfect skin now turning flushed red as sweat beaded up and dripped down all across her body, soaking through her nightgown. Secretly Sonya thanked this man for finally giving her the opportunity to make this girl suffer the same way she had done to her for so long but would never admit such a thing openly.

After nearly 20 minutes straight of the most intense foot tickling Marcus would ever witness, he finally interjected. "Okay that's enough Sonya…you can stop now…" He commanded to which Sonya seemed to ignore, or at least didn't seem to hear. "I SAID THAT'S ENOUGH!" He commanded more intently as she finally snapped out of it and looked up at him, embarrassed, releasing her daughter's feet. Jenessa was on the verge of losing consciousness at this point, panting horribly, and her weakened body shivering. "I think we should give her a few moments to recover, don't you agree?" He said as he stood up. "Can I get either of you anything? Perhaps a drink?" He inquired in a comical tone as he sat back down across from them.

After a few moments Jenessa finally recomposed herself, ripping her feet away from her mother and then looking directly at Marcus with a hateful glare. "I hate you…I HATE YOU SO MUCH!!!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, tears pouring from her eyes as Sonya simply looked the other way and Marcus grinned at her devilishly. "Whatever is wrong my dear? This is exactly what you put that poor servant girl of yours through every night. Imagine what she must feel…oh that's right! You aren't capable of that type of compassion…please forgive my mistake…" He replied with a wink. "Well then…if you are all rested, I guess we should move on…" He said as he glared at Sonya, a chill running down her spine as she realized what he meant by that. "Sonya…place your feet in…" He began to say before Jenessa quickly lunged forward pulling her mothers feet into her lap, wrapping an arm around the ankles and immediately digging her nails in with the vengeance of a thousand hells fueling her intent, nearly causing Sonya to be flung from the couch all together. A nearly inhuman scream of laughter erupted from the mature beauty, her long slender toes wiggling around helplessly as her expert tickler of a daughter showed just why Maggie feared her so badly.

"YOU WICKEHEHEHEHEHED HATEFUL GIHIHIHIHIIIIRL!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAEHEHEHEHEEEE!!!!" She screamed, glad that her daughter wasn't aware of the fact that Lady Sonya Dewitter actually ENJOYED being tickled and frequently engaged in such activities with her various bedmates. It was then that she remembered what Marcus had said about doing his research on his chosen quarry, looking towards him with tear filled eyes as he raised an eyebrow and winked back at her. He knew…and somehow he didn't seem to mind it much. After another 20 minutes of this sadistic assault on Sonya's porcelain white soles, Marcus once again interjected.

"Alright that's enough Jenessa…STOP NOW…" He commanded to which Jenessa simply screamed back "GO TO HELL!!!!" in response never once breaking her rhythm. Marcus immediately shot her a sinister look to which the reality of the situation finally came back to her and she begrudgingly dropped her mother's feet and pouted. Sonya, no matter how much she enjoyed it had been brought to the brink of her tolerance and was in even worse shape than her daughter had been earlier, easily on the verge of passing out at any moment. Marcus quite compassionately walked over and helped her up, laying her against the backrest of the couch and wiping the sweat from her brow with a handkerchief. "I can't have either one of you expiring on me now can I?" He spoke in an oddly friendly tone as he returned to his place across from them and grinned. "I'm sure that was very cathartic for the both of you…all that pent up hate and resentment for each other…it's not healthy for anyone. And oftentimes seeing each other at your weakest and most vulnerable can bring you closer together as a family…but then again this is YOU TWO we're talking about here…" He said with a laugh as Jenessa seemed to ignore him and Sonya struggled to recompose herself. "I'll return in a moment…" Marcus spoke as he rose to his feet and strolled from the room.

The moment he left, Jenessa suddenly began to cry…a sound Sonya had never heard in many years. Such inexperience for so long at being an actual mother to this girl had left her speechless at how to approach her, not knowing if there was anything that could be said but at the same time was glad she was finally learning some humility, still in denial that she was in need of any improvement herself of course. Moments later Marcus returned…and he was not alone. "Oh my!" Maggie exclaimed as she saw the two women sitting there with their bare feet bound in front of them.

"Yes yes…as I've explained to you…I've been teaching these two the meaning of justice and the error of their ways…and now you, an innocent victim in this one's vicious games…" He said glaring at Jenessa "…shall be vindicated…" He finished as he sat down on the couch once more. "I want you two to COMMAND Maggie…to tickle you…for as long as she wishes…" He finally said, causing the women to once again stare dumbfounded and Maggie to turn beet red with embarrassment, clutching her hands to her face. "…I…I couldn't! I won't!" Maggie replied overwhelmed with fear. "It's alright Maggie…they are your masters…if they command you to do so, you must obey…" Marcus reassured her in a comforting tone.

"MAGGIE!!!" Jenessa finally called out, causing the poor broken girl to nearly fall over, her whole body shivering violently from terror. "TICKLE US NOW!!!" Jenessa commanded, spreading her toes wide, knowing that no other action would appease this tormentor of theirs and possibly save their futures in high society. Trembling from head to toe Maggie nodded obediently and dropped down to her knees in front of the ottoman, gazing at both pairs of bare feet. "M…M'ladies h…have beautiful feet…" She commented in a timid voice to which neither woman responded. She extended a single delicate tan hand forward towards either pair and gently stroked her nails up and down, causing either woman to begin giggling softly.

"Oh come now Maggie…I know deep down you desire to exact your revenge on these two, especially Jenessa!" Marcus commented with a haughty laughter. "DO AS HE SAYS!!!" Sonya chimed in, still recovering from the earlier ordeal. In a panicked reflex her hands sprung into action, violently scribbling all over all 4 feet in a frenzied motion, sending both women into hysterics trying desperately to keep their feet just where they were. Such a horribly ironic moment, the two masters commanding the slave to treat them just as they had treated her for fear of actually ending up on the same level of society as said slave. The whole time Marcus could only sit back and watch the fun with an ear to ear grin on his face.

After a while, it was noticed that Maggie gradually directed the majority of her assault on Jenessa, and then finally on her ONLY, slowly but surely a face of utter hate appearing and then tears, all her pain and torment being released from her body as she laid siege to her tormenters helpless bare feet. Losing herself in the moment she even lifted them up and sat on the ottoman with her ankles clutched under her arm as she clawed at them with her nails and even used her tongue to suckled on the toes and probe between each one with her tongue. Jenessa had never known suffering like this ever in her life…her mother doing it was barely tolerable in the worst sense but the indignity of a mere slave being permitted to do this to her at her command no less was beyond humiliating for her. It was no matter; when all this was over with she would truly make Maggie suffer like never before.
This time Marcus didn't intercede and merely waited for any signs of Jenessa being truly in danger, not until she was coughing violently and having difficulty breathing did he finally say anything.

"Maggie…that's enough..." He spoke in a firm tone as Maggie gazed up at him with tears of joy in her eyes at the man who gave her justice. It was then that Marcus pulled a scroll from his satchel and unrolled in front of Sonya. "This was also in your late husbands safe…the ownership papers from when you purchased Maggie…" He explained as he also moved a pen quill and ink well over from the next table. "I want you to sign on this line here, officially RELEASING Maggie from your ownership." Marcus finished as Maggie nearly fell over in shock, once again clutching her hands to her face, the light tears now streaming down her face. Jenessa on the other hand screamed out in anger, her plot of vengeance thwarted by this bastard thief.

"O…of course…" Sonya responded as she weakly reached for the pen in a tickle-induced euphoria and signed the document to which Marcus quickly rolled it up and passed it to the tearful Maggie. "You are now free Maggie…" He said with a pleasant smile as the former slave leapt up to hug him tight. "OH THANK YOU!! OH THANK YOU!!!" She exclaimed while weeping hysterically. Releasing him finally, her eyes wandered the room as if dazed and finally rested on Jenessa. "You hateful spiteful cruel hearted she-demon!!!" She screamed as she reached out and slapped Jenessa across the face as hard as she could before fleeing from the room. Jenessa was so overwhelmed with confusing emotions she had never felt before, she could only sit there staring blankly as if frozen.

"Well then…I think that concludes tonight's entertainment…" Marcus said as he stretched and yawned. "I think I shall take my leave…but I'll be back periodically of course to check up on you two…and to have a little fun occasionally. But don't worry, as long as neither one of you acts up too badly, you're more than safe I can assure you…no harm shall come to you or your precious titles." He reassured them as he picked up his satchel, gave a pleasant bow and headed towards the door, leaving behind a relieved Sonya and Jenessa on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

At daybreak Marcus would meet with a cloaked figure standing on a hill just outside of town. "Well then…the plan worked perfectly I must say…" He said in a much more laid back and casual tone then earlier. "I told you it would didn't I?" The figure replied to him. "And to think they believed all that bunk about incriminating documents and all…there was nothing in that safe other than a small fortune in jewels and a few old legal papers…" He exclaimed with a laugh as he looked over the horizon at the rising sun. "Well it's in their nature to be suspicious, even moreso to the ones who are the closest to them since emotional attachment is a sign of weakness and vulnerability among their kind…" The figure replied once more as she pulled back the hood revealing her amber eyes and auburn brown hair. "Maggie…what I don't understand is that the late Lord Dewitters lost Will was in there naming you as the sole executor…why not just claim it all for yourself?" Marcus inquired having been wondering that ever since the clever servant girl had given him the info he needed to break into the safe.

"Well…a number of reasons. As much as he loved me and he had the best intentions in mind, it would hurt his memory and reputation to know he had been having an affair with a mere slave girl and I'd hate to give those two any more reason to besmirch him. Plus if I claimed his estate I would still have to deal with those two as immediate family and they would resent me or possibly even orchestrate my own death which would return all their precious wealth back to them anyway. This way…rather than hate or malice towards me…all they have left now is their fear to console them. Fear of a fictional dirty secret that they believe could ruin them and they are so greedy and selfish that they will endure whatever it takes to keep their precious riches…and all based on a lie and their total lack of trust in who was the only decent person in that family. Every kind word or gesture they could only be suspicious of because they couldn't comprehend what kindness was…"

"Brilliant if you ask me…" Marcus replied with a chuckle. "Well what will you do now? Your cut of the jewels is enough to live rather comfortably for the rest of your life." He inquired. "Well…when Archibald was alive, we had planned on running off one night…up into the northeast…he had always dreamed of seeing the Terrian Fields. So in his memory I shall do just that…and take me as far away from this place as possible." She replied as a tear ran down her cheek and she looked to Marcus. "Now you of course are free to play with those two for as long as you want…their own fear has made them slaves to you…so you have fun now okay?" She said with a smile as she pulled the hood back over her head and began to walk, a large bag over her shoulder. "You take care now Maggie!" He called out to which she simply waved in response.

For the next few months, Marcus would occasionally return to that house and live in the lap of luxury like his own personal paradise. He'd play with them some more, tickle them, one time going as far as to tie down Jenessa to her own bed and tickle torture her on and off for the entire day, giving her only enough of a break to catch her breath. He even gave into temptation once or twice and made love to Lady Sonya who used every sensual act and position in her arsenal to sway her tormentor's judgment and release them from the nonexistent shame. In time they both developed a form of Stockholm syndrome, associating his presence and corresponding happiness with their safety, even desiring the "punishment" he would give them (Sonya never thought she'd see the day where Jenessa would actually ask to be tickled). But then, one day he became bored with the repetition and simply disappeared...leaving Jenessa and Sonya alone with their fear, suspicions and greed to live away their days wondering if the next knock at the door was a state official or constable to arrest them for treason…they had their riches…but no amount of wealth would bring them another restful night.

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