//------------------------------// // The Jeweler P 3 CH 12 // Story: Special experience files (volume 7) // by keithsterling //------------------------------// It was Saturday afternoon as I drove to the Canterlot trade center in downtown Los Ungulas to talk to my niece Cadence Sparkle before I met with Miss Filomena Amore Aperture at her home next week. I called her home, and her husband, Galeron Shining Armor Sparkle, answered; he told me his wife went into the office to have video conference calls with several clients about the numerous advertising campaigns she was keeping track of. I drove into the parking lot of the Canterlot trade center and spotted my niece's crystal-powered Jaguar F-type premium in her parking space. So I knew she was still here at the office; I quickly took the elevator to the executive floor of the building, the floor my niece's office was on. I arrived at Cadence's office as she finished her last video conference with her client. Cadence's light purple eyes blinked with surprise went I walked through her office door. She smiled at me and covertly waved at me to not alert the client she was talking to on the video conference of my presence. I watch the beautiful light pink Alicorn mare with moderate violet, moderate rose, and pale gold streaked mane and tail without missing a beat, continued to talk with the client on video conference. Her curvy 5ft 9in equine figure was attired in a beige-colored short-sleeve above-the-knee length V-neck leopard print sun dress. She secretly unbuttoned the black pinstripe suit jacket buttons over the dress to make her look professional. As she finished the call, she stood up and walked over to coat rake to hang up the suit jacket. That went I could see her light pink elegant Alicorn legs were bare, and on her ten-inch, long, attractive tapered shaped delicate pink slim bare feet with opaque glacial white toenail polish were auburn brown mare's tansy wedge sandals with one and three-fourths inch wedge heels. Folded on her back were her medium-sized light pink feathery bird wings. This Alicorn mare was Chief Operating Officer Cadence Sparkle for the Dayspring Corporation and my adoptive niece. "(kisses me on my cheek) Hello uncle, what brings you to the office on Saturday?" Cadence asked, friendly as she stepped a little bit back to allow me to do a slow, appraising glance at her outfit. “(return the kiss on the cheek) the reason I came to the office was you niece," I answered as Cadence's face glazed with shock went I told her I was looking for her. "Huh? Me? (Bring her well manicured five finger hand up to her face) why in the world would you be looking for me, uncle?" Cadence exclaimed, a bit puzzled by me looking for her on Saturday. "Before I explain, are you up for full-body tickling, niece?" I offered as Cadence's light purple eyes glinted with pleasure about the full body tickling. "Of course I am! Plus, I can easily remove the sun dress I am wearing. I will assume you want me to continue wearing my sandals (I nodded yes). So that means you will get me going by tickling my full body. Then coup de grace, you will take my sandals off and finish me off by tickling my bare feet." Cadence said enthusiastically as we left and walked to her aunt's office to take my niece to Celestia and my secret room in the Canterlot trade center basement. Waves of acid welled up from my belly as the secret elevator in my aunt's office descended from the executive floor of the Canterlot trade center to a sub-basement level. In the elevator, my uncle told me why he was looking for me. "I see, uncle…So Miss Aperture wants you to visit her at her home in grazing hills and tell her about me." I said nervously as my light purple eyes were haunted by inner anxiety. "That's the reason I came to look for you, niece. If you want me not to tell Miss Aperture anything about you? I'll make up some excuses to delay my visit with Miss Aperture to allow you to meet her first, Cadence." Justice suggested as my uncle noticed the apprehension in my light purple eyes. "(Nodded my head no) No, uncle? You only tell me this because you care about me and my feelings. (Kiss him on his cheek) Even those, my emotions are still jumbled up about Miss Aperture…that she might be my birth mother? I trust you enough to tell her about me. So please go for the visit with her, uncle." I said, reassured as the secret elevator pinged on the sub-basement floor of the Canterlot trade center. The secret elevator doors slide open onto a significant eighteen by thirty-foot square foot room; the ambient lighting was enough for me to see several cabinets hanging on the walls containing a wide variety of tickling instruments to be used on a helpless ticklish mare like me. The bright ceiling light shining over an X-shaped restraining board drew my attention to the center of the room. At the top, bottom and middle of the restraining board were padded straps used to hold the victim still on the board, allowing the tickle torture to be administered. As nauseating spurts of adrenaline flooded my equine body, my uncle directed me toward a second room. He asked me to go into that room and take my dress off but keep on my undergarments and sandals. I will find a knee-length kimono robe that will fit me hanging on a coat hanger in the room. The wedge heels of my sandals click-clack over the Romano oak brown hardwood floor of this room as I made my way toward the second room. Once I passed through the hinged door, I stood in a four by four square foot powder room with a classic-style white ceramic pedestal sink and classic-style white ceramic toilet. This powder room was lit up by a double bright track lighting. A medium size mirror was attached to the wall above the sink. As my uncle says, hanging on a coat hanger in the room was a knee-length kimono robe that would fit me. Using my Alicorn levitation spell, I unzipped the zipper on the back of my dress and held the front of the garment with my hand. Once the garment loosely hung off my curvaceous equine figure, I replaced my dress with the knee-length kimono robe and walked out of the powder room after loosely tying the belt around my waist. When I finished putting on the knee-length kimono robe replacing my sundress, my uncle adjusted the X-shaped restraining board to fit my Alicorn size. He asked me to remove the robe and place my feet on small shelves at the bottom of the X. I floated the robe onto a coat rack, leaving me wearing my tan-colored flattering lace hi-cut panties and lace push-up bra on my semi-nude curvaceous equine figure. Once my feet were comfortably placed on the shelf, I felt the padded cuffs locked around my ankles. I tested the cuffs around my ankles, discovering that I could lift my legs a few inches before the bungee cord pulled them back onto the restraining board. The next cuff to be locked was the padded cuff over my waist; my uncle being cheeky, tickled my belly button with his finger, causing me to squirm. My uncle finished strapping me to the X-shaped restraining board by locking my wrists above my head, putting me in a spread-eagle position. “Are you ready, niece? (Kissing me on my cheek)." Justice asked as I discovered I couldn't move my hands like my feet. "I am uncle," I say as he slips the disruptor ring over my spiral horn, negating my Alicorn magic use. My uncle pressed a button on the metal A-frame stand, causing the X-shaped restraining board to lay flat on the frame; my light purple eyes were looking at the room's ceiling. As I looked at the top, a sickening wave of terror welled up from my belly that my uncle sensed right away. My uncle brought his snout down and rubbed the end of his nose against my cheek, reassuring me it was all in fun and that he would not hurt me. As I calmed down, I nodded and told my uncle to go ahead and begin the tickle torture. I let out a surprised squeal of laughter from my lips went my uncle scrambled all ten of his finger against my very tone tummy. I snort angrily at him and turn my face away for not telling me he would tickle my belly first. He kissed me on the cheek before leaning in and dancing his finger delicately across my tummy in devilish little circles and wiggles. I squirmed and arched my back, immediately busted into helpless giggles as my uncle attacked my very tone belly for some time. The sudden attack on my light pink very-tone tummy makes me laugh even harder. "S-stop!! Sthap!" I barked, but my uncle was just getting started. He dug his fingers into my flanks and watched his beloved adopted niece squeal. I was much more ticklish than my uncle had anticipated…which was good since my uncle had no intention of hurting his special adopted niece. But this was also turning out to be much more fun for me than I expected. "Oh, is my poor helpless light pink Alicorn mare ticklish?" Justice teased, the baby talk sounding so weird coming from him. But it only served to increase his beloved adopted niece's helpless giggles. The Alicorn mare twisted and bucked, trying in vain to pull herself away from her uncle's fingers while he followed her erratic movements. His hand pressed up against my firm breasts while he tortured my belly. "So very helpless," Justice whispered, curving his fingers around toward the small of my back and then back to my belly. Finally, he pulled away, giving me a few precious moments of oxygen. I peered at my uncle, trying to catch my breath while trying to find the energy to tug at my bonds again. I became anxious, clasping and unclasping my trapped hands in the cuffs as my uncle contemplated the push-up lace bra I wore and then it hit me. “By all the light! Don’t remove my bra, uncle! And tickle my bare breasts! My body is overstimulated all ready!” I exclaimed as he traced his finger along the edge and cradle of my bra. I immediately giggled and tried to shy away from my uncle's probing finger in my bra. “Not quite yet, dear niece! Let's see about these armpits." Justice commented as he reached up and started tickling my armpits. I immediately began to squirm. It lasted for a few seconds before he stopped and frowned at me. “(Kissed me on my cheek) it times my dear niece.” Justice grinned as he undid my bra. He slowly drew his fingers along the underside of my breasts. My light purple eyes widened in shock as my body instantly tensed up from his touch. "No! You would not, uncle…Uncle, w-wait a minute! Don't take my bra off!" I whimpered as he eased my bra off, exposing my firm light-pink breasts to the room's cool air. "B-but you can't just…."I sputtered as my substantial light pink breasts spilled gently out of my bra into view. The sudden appearance of my breasts caused me to helplessly shiver as my uncle casually tossed my lace bra onto the ground, leaving my perfect firm light pink breasts bare as I began to blush. "Oh my, I have forgotten just how perfect and sensitive the breasts of an Alicorn are," Justice said, admiring as he gently cupped my soft pink breasts in the palms of his hand, weight them and rubbed his thumbs against my creamy soft pelt. At any other time, if a stallion fondles my breasts like my uncle is, it would be met with instant rage. But my body is so overstimulated from the tickle torture that I am writhing in pleasure. My slightly plump elegant, and dynamic slender long toes curl in ecstasy in my sandals, not wanting the fondling of my breasts to stop. "By all the mercy…Please, uncle, stop fondling my breasts! I can't take it anymore." I said, pleading as hot waves swept into my belly as my light purple eyes came in and out of focus. "Oh, but my dear niece, these perfect firm light pink breasts seem to be getting stiff? Are you getting cold? Or do they want to be tickled? What conundrum?" Justice said, pretending to be contemplating his next move. And without warning, not one, two, or three, but four cobalt blue soft feathers create out of pure magic pop into existence. I howled with laughter as they began to dance lovingly around my helpless nipples. The feathers dusted back and forth along my exposed areolas and seesaw underneath my nipple, forcing weak yowls of laughter out of me. Calming the flames of passion I had throughout my body. "Oh, how wonderful, niece; these breasts are so ticklish, aren't they? And wow, so very bouncy! !" Justice said, teasing as I squealed and laughed, and he watched my breasts bounce, jiggle, and wobble with every forced heave of my chest as the feathers danced and spun in circles around my perfect firm light pink breasts. My tear-stained equine face became a mask of terror went my uncle reached for one of his feathers to take the reins of my tickle torture into his own hands. All I could do was watch helplessly as he took hold of his cobalt blue soft feathers in his fingers and delicately swirled it around and around my defenceless perfect firm light pink breasts forcing me to scream out in ticklish glee. Instantly regret agreeing to a full body tickle, but not angry about it. On the contrary, I was immensely enjoying the whole experience. "(A huge smile on my niece's snout) it looks like you are enjoying the tickle torture, my dear niece? How about underneath those defenseless perfect firm light pink breasts? Tickle! Tickle!” Justice giggled. The tickling torment continued went the cobalt blue soft feathers were placed gently under the swell of my left breast and tickled for a few minutes. Before he switched to the swell of my right breast and tickled under that one. An evil smile formed on my uncle's snout when he brought that wicked cobalt blue soft feather right between my cleavage. He pumps the feather in and out of my cleavage, watching my perfect firm light pink breasts bounce with every shriek he forces out of my lips. If I could see through my teary light purple eyes at any point during the tickle torture of my sensitive bosom, I would have noticed that my uncle moved back to the side of the X-shaped restraint board, allowing the feather to continue forcing shrieks out of me. In that position, he pressed a second button on the metal A-frame stand, causing the X-shaped restraining board to begin to morph into a chair; as he held my tail to keep it from becoming trapped went, the board complete transform into the chair. When the board finished transforming, he rested my tail on the chair's armrest and wiped the sweat from my forehead. Hoping the tickle torture has ended, I gulp much-needed oxygen into my oxygen-deprived lungs. But it was only wishful thinking on my own account because the real tickle torture has yet to begin on the most sensitive part of my exhausted body, my light pink feet. The sensation of a trapdoor suddenly opening in my belly came to me, went the chair lifted up and laid on its back, putting my sandal-clad feet in the air. I felt the two shelves through the soles of my shoes retract into the board, leaving my sandal-clad feet accessible. The look of a helpless mare's giggling turned into the look of ultimate horror, went my feet were the next target of this tickle torture. My uncle picked the right moment to target my feet because the sensitivity of my whole body was at its peak, and my feet are the most sensitive on my body. "Well, my dear niece, it's time to reveal these ticklish light pink feet!" Justice exclaimed as I felt his warm breath on the tips of my toes through the opening on the front of my sandals as he stood over them. I nervously giggle as the warm air from his nostrils tickled the tips of my ten toes. "U, uncle, no! Nonononono! N, not my toes! Not my feet! Anywhere but my feet!" I squealed, but it was too late. My uncle created two more cobalt blue feathers out of his magic and wiggled them against the tips of my ten toes through the opening in front of my sandals. I shrieked the loud as I ever did as my voice echoed around the room. "Now for the real fun, my dear niece." Justice grinned wickedly as I heard the soft jingling of the metal buckles on my sandals breaking loose from around my perfectly shaped ankles and the shoes slipping off my feet. With my sandals removed, my slenderly gracefully rounded, gorgeous, shaped pair of light pink Egyptian shaped bare feet with opaque glacial white toenail polish was revealed. My feet were slightly more petite than my aunt’s wider white with a hint of pink plushy bare feet, and my perfectly normal-shaped arches were shallow but with a smoother curve. The soft round balls of my feet had a smooth curve, and gentle, flowing, beautiful slender curved heels accentuated my gorgeous shaped light pink bare feet. My feet were topped with ten slightly plump elegant, and dynamic slender long toes. My two big toes were the longest on my long attractive light pink slim tapered bare feet, and the rest of my toes tapered off the end of my feet very alluring. The creamy light pink smooth skins on the soles of my feet were luscious with very effortless creases upon them. That gently rolled went I unintentionally curled my ten slightly plump elegant, and dynamic slender long toes out of nervousness about removing my sandals. "Now-now-now…my beloved niece, don't curl your toes like that; there is no getting away for me now," Justice said, grinning wickedly as he drew a little circle on the soft round balls of my feet. My slightly plump elegant, and dynamic slender long toes wriggled and clenched helplessly, doing all they could to defend against my uncle’s slow, teasing assault on my creamy light pink smooth skins on the soles of my feet. But my uncle had no intention of letting his beloved niece's bare feet escape. He kept teasing, wiggling his fingers slow, gently and horrifically around the expanse of my helpless wiggling soles. The diabolical nature of his fingers on my creamy light pink smooth skin worked its way closer and closer to my trembling, slightly plump elegant and dynamic slender long toes and the moment his fingers made contact with my toes, I unleashed a shriek. "Noooot, my toes! Not my toohohohohohohhohohohos!" I squeaked as I thrashed my head back and forth as my uncle gently wriggled his fingertips along the underside of each of my slightly plump elegant and dynamic slender long toes. "Oh, it such a pleasure tickling these long slender toes? And hearing my helpless niece shrieks her approval." Justice cooed as I wildly nodded my head no, trying vainly to talk through the haze of laughter that overwhelmed me. "Now for something different, my dear ticklish niece…" Justice said ominously as four cobalt blue paint brushes popped into existence. I stared with fascinated horror as the paint brushes dipped forward, wiggling in a torturous slow burrow to force my slightly plump, elegant, dynamic, slender, long toes to splay apart. As they played in between, each of my helpless digits spun, twisted and painted, forcing many more yowls out of me. "Nooo-ho-ho-ho-ho-hooooo!!!" I screamed as my stomach ached and substantial light pink breasts heaved. I whipped my head wildly from side to side as each brush did something different on my light pink feet. The first one seesawed between my slightly plump elegant, and dynamic slender long toes. Why the other one spiral around and around on my creamy light pink smooth skin on the soles of my feet? The third brush was the worst of all, tickling just underneath my light pink digits, and the final one twisted around my big toe and second toe in a devious figure eight. My uncle's brushes continued without as much as a break in his spell; the brushes ran on automation as they slowly spun, pressing against my other foot, forcing me to scream in uncontrollable ticklish glee. Then it stopped; the paint brushes all stopped instantly in the blink of my tear-stained eyes, leaving me panting and gasping for air, sucking in what I could. I sat quietly, wondering what my uncle had up his sleeves next for my sensitive light pink bare feet. I caught a brief flicker of concern on my uncle's face for me. "Are you ok, my beloved niece?” Justice asked as I did my best to get my breathing under control. I nodded my head no as the chair slowly rose back upright; deep down, I was sad it was all over. Even those my throat was sore from all the laughter, I really enjoyed my curvy equine figure being pushed to its limits. I blushed and got a hot flush when my uncle again fondled my naked breasts with his hand. He grinned went he noticed the look of relief on my face. "Don't think it over yet, niece! I am just giving you a small reprieve? Till I transform the chair again into a chaise lounge.” Justice explained as my mouth dropped open in shock. ‘It not done? Impossible! What more can he do to me?’ I thought as the leg rest rose, extending it in front of me with my feet locked. My light purple eyes widened with alarm as two round frames rose on either side of my soft pink bare feet; the two round frames reminded me of cup holders. But why would there be a cup holder unless my uncle was putting something inside them, like more tickling tools to tickle torture, only my feet again? My heart pounded as early tickle torture on my feet overstimulated them, making them more susceptible. I struggled harder in my bonds as my uncle placed two squeeze bottles in the cup holders with some kind of liquid inside each of them. After placing them in the cup holders, he undid my arms over my head one at one time, locking them in cuffs on armrests. Which came as a huge relief to me as my arms were getting tired of being over my head for that long. I heard the click-clack of metal wheels on the hardwood floor as a small wheeled stool surrounded by a cobalt blue magic aura rolled in front of my feet. My uncle sat down on the stool in front of my feet as my slightly plump elegant, and dynamic slender long toes instinctively curled and splayed on top of my feet. My uncle reached under the extended footrest and produced a small towel; he began to dry my sweaty feet. I stifled a giggle went he ran the towel between my long toes to dry my sweat there as it tickled. With my right foot dry, he took hold of the first squeeze bottle and squeezed a sticky substance all over my foot; the sticky substance caused my long toes to stick together for a little while before I could pull them apart. "That honey!" I exclaimed as I picked up the sweet scent from my covered, sensitive right foot. “Do you dare?! Do what I think you are going to do, uncle!” I screamed as he removed the cuff on my ankle and cupped my beautiful slender curved heel. He turned my foot so my perfectly normal-shaped, shallow arch was visible but with a smoother curve. I tried vainly to free my foot from his grip, but he had a firm grip. I giggled and screamed for him to stop licking the honey from my arch as his tongue tickled. I continued to howl with laughter went he finished cleaning my arch of the honey and started on my creamy light pink smooth skin on the sole of my foot. It only got worse for me went my uncle started to suck the honey off my toes and lick the pads of my toes. I screamed in ticklish misery went he squeezed the other substance all over my horribly ticklish soles and toes of my other foot. I remember nothing after that as I passed out from the tickle torture and came to an hour later. "Wake up, niece," Justice says as I feel my body shake. "(opening my eyes) oh uncle that was fun…" I said as I realized I was free of all cuffs and sitting on the chair. My slenderly gracefully rounded gorgeous shaped pair of light pink Egyptian shaped bare feet with opaque glacial white toenails polishes pip-pops on the Romano oak brown hardwood floor of this room as I stood on shaky light pink elegant legs trying to regain my balance from sitting for too long. My uncle caught me when I lost my balance, and he blushed as I was still bare-chested and took my bra off. I floated my bra to me and put it back on, concealing my perfect firm light pink bare breasts. I stretch my sore muscles and wings to loosen them before sitting back on the chair, allowing my uncle to fondle my light pink Egyptian shaped bare feet with opaque glacial white toenail polishes, giving them the love they rightly deserve after enduring the tickle torture of my whole body.