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Xena Part 3
Along come the goddess
The usual disclaimers apply.
Author's Note: The following contains adult, sexual situations and actual sex!
(Kind of), and should not be read by minors, anyone easily offended, or farm
animals (Unless the animals are over 18). It is meant to be viewed legally the
same as the hundred fan written Xena stories on the web, and not to take any
copyrights away from any of the nasty lawyers in suits who currently own them.
The show Xena: Warrior Princess, and all characters within are the property of
MCA/Universal & Renaissance Pictures.
"HAHA AHA AHAHAAA AA AA AHAHA AHAAHA AGOOOAAAAHHHHDDD AAAHAHAH A NOOOOOO!!!!
PLEEEEASSSEEE OOOO HAHA AHA AHA AHA AHAHAHAH AHAH I I I CAAHAHAHNNNN'TTTT
STAAAAANND IT!!!!!!!" Xena thrashed in her bonds, but the hour long tickling
had left her weak, so her pathetic effort barely rattled the chains.
"Poor, poor Xena," Callisto whispered in her ear, her hot breath ticking the
lobe, "She can handle monsters and demons and gods, but not a little bit of
foot tickling..."
Callisto continued swirling a finger around one of Xena's nipples, casually,
almost unthinkingly.
It took all of Xena's strength to lift her head enough to look over her naked,
spread-eagle body, down towards her feet. It was hard to see through the sweat
and tears, but she could see Gabrielle down there, lightly scribbling her long
fingernails over Xena's soft soles.
Xena howled with laughter, the hysterical noise echoing through the chamber.
She could feel each of Gabbie's nails, whether it wound its way down her high
arch, slid across the balls of her foot, or wormed its way between her toes, as
if it were a dagger. She closed her eyes, trying to block the sensations.
"Come on, Xena," Callisto whispered again, "You know you can't last much
longer. Tell me what I want to hear...tell me Xena." She tweaked her nipple
in a not so painful way before going back to stroking it, a little harder and
faster than before.
Xena could only shake her head, as she was so overcome with laughter words
wouldn't even come out her mouth. Her muscles ached worse than after days of
hard fighting or mountain climbing, they longed for relief. Her body ached for
another kind of relief as well. She wanted to cum.
The tickling, while a horrible torture, somehow also excited her. It turned
her on as it made her scream with laughter and beg for mercy. Callisto's touch
on her nipple only made the feeling so much worse. Even in her near delirious
state, Xena could feel how wet she was, how her hips grinded.
Xena opened her eyes to see Callisto's face not inches from her own. She
could feel her long blonde hair across her neck. And Xena could see Callisto's
red, full lips slightly opened. Stared into her blue eyes. Time stopped for a
second.
Then Gabrielle redoubled her tickling attack, tickling harder and faster,
forcing high-pitched squeals from Xena's mouth, taking her laughter to a level
she had never known.
"EEEHEHE EHE EHEHEHEH EHEH NOOOOO EHEHEHE EHEH EHE EHEHE EHE EHEH EHEH
HEHEEHEHE PLEEEEEEEEASSEEEEE HEHE EHEH EHEHEH EH EHEH EEEHE EHEH EHEHEHHH EHH
EH E E E E EHEHEHEHEH!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Now, Xena, now or lose your chance," Callisto whispered sultry. Even through
her ticklish agony, those lips called to Xena, mesmerized her.
Xena's sexual frustration from the tickling, from the nipple playing, was
boiling over. And something about Callisto...Xena felt an affection for her, a
desire to please her, a lust for her, one that was nearly overpowering. She
knew that in that instant that if her arms had been free and not chained over
her head, she would have thrown them around Callisto in a lovers embrace
instead of choking the life out of her.
"Please..." Callisto said in a pouty voice.
Xena's will broke. As if Gabrielle could hear it, the tickling slowed to the
point where Xena could talk. "EHE EHEEEHE MISSTRESSS CALLLISSTOOO PLEASSSEEEEE
TAKKKKEEE MEEEEEEEE EHEHE EHEHEHE EHEHHHHHHEEE!!!!!!!!!"
The tickling stopped. Xena felt Callisto's lips full on hers, the kiss she
had waited for. Callisto's body pressed against hers. She could feel the
nearly electric feeling of Gabrielle's mouth sucking on her toes.
Xena hung in that cocoon of warmth and pleasure. Callisto's embrace was her
reward.
Then Callisto started slowly moving her hand downwards, sliding over Xena's
bare flesh. Her fingers delicately moved between Xena's legs, penetrating into
that warm, wet place.
Xena was in ecstasy for what may have been seconds, minutes or years. When it
was over, she had her orgasm. As she lay on the table, completely exhausted
from the tickling and the pleasure that followed, she felt the chains around
her wrists and ankles release.
Without a word, Callisto left with Gabrielle behind her. Xena didn't even
hear the cell door lock into place. She was already asleep.
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Xena sat naked on the bed in her tiny cell, sulking. It was only a matter of
time before Callisto completely dominated her. The tickling, the pleasure...it
was all too much. Every time the blonde warrior forced Xena to surrender to
her, forced Xena to beg Callisto to touch her in her most private of places,
Xena lost a little of her soul to her arch-enemy. And their was nothing she
could do about it.
The fact that Xena saw her defeat as inevitable showed how much power the
tickling had over her. This was a woman who had stood up to gods, and had kept
fighting long after their appeared to be any chance of victory. And she had
won. Xena should have been busy plotting her escape. Instead, she was pouting
like a little girl who knew her mommy was coming to give her a spanking. In
short, even though Xena's will hung on by a thread, her spirit had already been
shattered.
A flash came from a corner of Xena's cell. "How perfect," a sexy feminine
voice spoke, "The warrior princess humbled by a little foot tickling! Well,
this makes my century."
Xena, shocked at this voice disturbing her melancholy, turned quickly to see
Aphrodite, goddess of love, standing in the corner. Her hair, long and golden,
somehow fluttered in the still air, her body, more luscious and desirable than
any mere mortal's, was more revealed than concealed by her transparent
clothing.
"What do you want," Xena barked, putting as much bite into the comment as she
could in her current state.
"Gloating," she said simply, "Later I'm having a victory party. I might
invite you...as the entertainment, of course. By the way, I never noticed
under all that armor before, but you've got a great ass!"
Xena blushed and tried to cover herself. "I don't see what you've won! I'm
Callisto's prisoner, not yours."
"Oh hon," Aphrodite moved closer, causing Xena to take a step back, "This
thing between you and Callisto is small potatoes! This is a victory for the
forces of love over war and brutality! That doesn't happen everyday."
Xena's only reply was a blank stare. After the ordeal she had been through
lately, she might be excused for not being her sharpest.
"Duh!" the goddess exclaimed, "You, Xena, are practically the poster child for
all things sharp and bloody! You've finally been defeated, not by weapons or
violence, but by pleasure!"
"But you said love..."
"HELLO!" Aphrodite screamed, "Do you think that all I'm incharge of is that
warm feeling in your chest when you see some hunk in his undies? No! I'm also
incharge of that warm feeling that comes from...physical contact."
"And tickling?" Xena asked nervously.
Aphrodite grinned, "That was my idea. It is after all, just a mixture of
pleasure and pain. Do you really think that muscle bound Ares would go for
something that simple? No, pleasure and tickling are definatly both in my
department, thank you very much. And together, they've laid waste to your
sorry little ass!"
"Fine," Xena said simply, "You won. Now can you let me suffer in peace."
"Not so fast sugar lips," the godess smiled and walked even closer to Xena.
Xena retreated, but in the small cell there was nowhere to go. Soon, the
goddess had her in a corner. "Today is your lucky day. I'm going to help
you." Aphrodite than reached out slowly and touched Xena's full breast. She
began circling her finger around Xena's nipple and drawing a moan out from the
warrior princess.
Xena wanted to reach out and knock Aphrodite's hand away, but found she
couldn't move. Somehow, the goddess was paralyzing her! "Staaaawwwwwpppp,"
Xena practically purred in a throaty voice. That single finger on her breast
was causing Xena far more pleasure than should have been possible.
"Xena," Aphrodite whispered in her ear, her hot breath both tickling and
sensual, "I'm the goddess of love. Do you really think your body can resist
me?" She punctuated that statement with a quick lick of Xena's earlobe. Xena
felt her knees quiver, and knew that the same force that kept her from moving
was the only thing that kept her on her feet."
Xena's only response was a moan.
"Normally," Aphrodite continued, still carressing Xena's breast, "I only work
my magic on men. I like to reinforce that hetro thing when I can. Don't
think, however, that it doesn't work on women."
When Aphrodite stopped touching Xena, she fell to the floor like a bag of
stones. She was burning with sexual frustration, even though she was glad that
the goddess had stopped.
"Now that we've gotten that out of the way," Aphrodite said slyly, "here's the
deal. I'll get you out of here. I'll give you Gabrielle back, and I'll even
give you an opportunity to get revenge on Callisto. In exchange, you are going
to owe me a number of favors. Is that clear?
Warning signals flashed in Xena's mind. You couldn't trust the gods. Xena
had learned that lesson time and time again. But, the warrior princess wasn't
thinking clearly. Callisto had worn away so much of her will, spirit and even
her self-respect. What Aphrodite had just done only added to that. The
freedom that Aphrodite offered just seemed to good to be true.
Xena knew she should asked a hundred questions, tried to get at what Aphrodite
really wanted. None of them came to her mind. All she could think to ask was
"How do I know you'll do what you say?"
"Hmm, I suppose I could give you Gabrielle first, as sort of a down payment.
Would that do?" Aphrodite somehow was at least a foot taller than she'd been a
moment before. She reached up her hands as if trying to touch the ceiling.
When her fingers reached that cold stone, however, they didn't stop, but passed
through it like it was water. There was a pause, and when Aphrodite's hands
came back down, their was an ankle in each one.
The feet those ankles were attatched to came down inch by inch, lower and
lower. Soon, the shins above those ankles were coming through. They came down
more than a foot before Aphrodite finally released them, stopping right below
where the knees would have been.
Xena could only stare at the feet that had sprouted from the ceiling. The
arches were high, and the soles were almost as pink as a flower. They were
Gabrielle's feet, of that Xena was certain. There couldn't have been two soles
exactly like those.
The ceiling must have changed back to stone once more, because those legs
didn't move an inch. With the knees still trapped on the other side, kicking
was immpossible. Only the feet moved, twitching back and forth as if trying to
ward off an attack.
"Here they are," Aphrodite said smugly, "You tickle these babies, you'll have
your old Gabrielle back in no time. Now, do you accept our deal, or do I push
these feetsies back up."
Xena, knowing the action sealed the deal, walked past Aphrodite and up to
those feet. After being tickled for so long, the chance to dish out what she
had taken, even to her good friend, was irresistable. The ceiling was low, and
the legs were long enough that the feet were easily in Xena's reach.
Their was no subtly to Xena's methods. She just attacked. She began running
five sharp nails over each bare sole, from the balls of her feet to the heels.
Gabrielle's soles had to be the softest and most tender of any in the world.
They were made to be tickled like that.
"HEE EHE EHE e eEHE E EhE EHE N NO NO PLEEHEHE EHE EHE EEE EHESSEEE
STAWWWWPPPP EHE EH EHEHE E E E EHEHEHE EHEE E EH EH E EHEH!!!!" Gabrielle's
laughter was immediatly hear, loudly and clearly, as if there wasn't a foot of
stone to muffle her cries. "MAASTEER EHEH EH E EHEHH EH YOUUUU EHEH E E E E E
E E HEHEH EHE YOOUUUU SAAAIHEHE EHE E EHEHEH SAAIIID HEHEH E EHEHHEEHE EHH I I
WOULDDNNNHEHNENHHHT"TTT BEHEHE EHE EHH TICKKLHEHE EHEH TICKLED ANYYYHEHEHEH
MORRREE TODAYAYAYAYYAHAHAHA!!!!"
"She thinks your Callisto," Aphrodite said, "How wonderful."
Xena barely heard her. The ecstasy of tickling Gabrielle's feet, of her
wonderful, hysterical laughter was flooding through her. All Xena knew was
that she wanted more. Gabrielle tried moving her feet to avoid those tickling
nails, but she could only move tham an inch in any direction, and Xena had no
problem keeping her fingers connected with them.
Xena started focusing on Gabbie's arches and the balls of her feet. There
were many spots there that made the fiery red-head squeal. Somehow,
Gabrielle's laughter was growing, becoming high-pitched and more tortured. The
only regret Xena had was that she couldn't see her victim's face.
"Her toes," Aphrodite said simply, "Tickle them."
Xena was only too happy to comply. She started slipping her fingers under and
between Gabrielle's long, slender toes. Gabbie's laughter became almost
animalistic, more out of control barking and wailing then human.
"HAH AHA AHHA AHHA AHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHA NAAAWWAHAHAHHA AHAHA NOOOOAAHAHAHAHA
GAAAWWWDDDD AAHAHHAHAHAHNAAAWWWT TAAHHWHAH AHA AHAH A A A TAAAWWWW
TOOOEEEESSSS AAAWHAHAH W W A A HWHWHWHWH!!!!" Gabrielle screamed piercingly in
agony.
"Do you want more?" Aphrodite asked calmly.
"OH, GOD YES!!!" Xena screamed, a demoniac look appearing on her face.
Aphrodite stepped forward, put her hands on Gabrielle's ankles again, and
pulled. This time, Garbrielle's entire body slipped through the ceiling. Her
body was naked, and dripping with sweat. There was a wild, frenzied look in
her eyes. When her eyes met Xena's, there was fear.
Aphrodite left Gabrielle's hands stuck in the ceiling, so she hung by her
wrists. Oddly enough, the position didn't seem to be causing the redhead any
pain. Gabrielle wasn't quite tall enough to reach the ground, and her feet
dangled a few inches above the floor.
Xena started tickling her ribs, poking, prodding and squeezing them, forcing
more howls of laughter from Gabrielle's mouth. She didn't quiet have the
energy to kick at Xena, but her legs started moving back and forth and up and
down, like she was riding a bicycle.
Gabrielle didn't beg or plead, she just hung their laughing turbulently. Xena
gave her no breaks, she just kept tickling Gabrielle as hard and as fast as she
could. No matter how hard she laughted, however, Gabrielle never seemed to run
out of breath. She kept screaming with laughter long after she should have
passed out from lack of air. Gabrielle was in to much ticklish agony, and Xena
was in too much of a tickling frenzy to notice.
The tickling didn't end until Aphrodite spoke again. "Do you want her?" she
asked in almost a whisper. At that Xena and Gabrielle's eyes met. The
tickling had pushed both women into a state of sexual hunger. Xena stopped
tickling, and threw her arms around the frim Gabrielle, kissing her
pasionately.
Somehow, Gabrielle's hands came free, and the two women tumbled onto Xena's
bed, moaning loudly. They runned and kissed nearly every part of each others
bodies, quickly enveloping the other in passion.
Aphrodite smiled. It would be a while before the women finished pleasuring
each other. But when they did, the mighty Xena would be hers.
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