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Walking Dead Lydia and Henry Tickled Henry awoke to the rustling wind in the trees of the forest. A summer Hest beating down on him through the glistening gaps in the leaves of the green wildlife around him. His head was still rather sore from whatever it was that had been used to render him unconscious. He hadnt been able to make out who or what hit him. Only that it hurt, more so now than it did being struck. Going to reach up and rub his head he soon realised his hands had been expertly retrained around the back of the tree which he was sitting under. As his surroundings became clearer he could see his feet had been similarly restrained to the base of a tree in front of him, the wooden axe which he assumed had been used to cut said tree down was resting on a wooden table across from him. A rag of some form had been tied around his head and between his teeth to gag him and his bag taken by whomever had tied him like this. But Henry was less fearful for himself than for the girl tied next to him. Lydia had been similar tied to a tree, her feet also on the base of a separate tree and gagged like he was. The teenager remained unconscious, slumped forward in her restraints and oblivious to the situation. The heat was coming down heavy now as he struggled, a light sweat coming over him as he still wore his heavy clothing complete with a brown jacket, jeans and black boots. Lydia similar wore a blue jumper, jeans and brown boots on her feet. The rustling of trees and a feint sound of laughter in the background was all he could hear as he struggled in his bonds, hus wrists red from the pulling. When the burning got too much, he gave in and simply sat awaiting either his captors, or the slow death of his roaming walker, whom he would have no defence against. His mind focused on the distant laughter, it was constant, persistent, not as though someone was finding something amusing, nothing could be so funny that laughing would last so long. Just as the heat started to zone him out, finally his captor showed its face. He initially began to panic, it was a walker, it looked just like one. But then he saw it was carrying a knife, walking mote human like than the average walker. Reaching up anf taking its fave off, underneath the skin mask was Alpha herself, silently sitting on a stool by his feet. "Awake I see boy. You know who I am yes?" She spoke slowly, calm and with a certain unhinged tone to her voice. Henry simply nodded, hate her or not, Alpha absolutely terrified him. "Good. So you must be Henry, the one drawing my senseless daughter away from me... away from her home, away from us?" He glanced over at the unconscious Lydia then back at Alpha, regaining some courage to speak in an almost broken voice. "S... she's free to make her own decisions. Y... you cant stop her." She gave a meek smile, patting his boots. "Very well, I see you have some fight in you. That's good, I enjoy a challenge. Your friends have proven difficult so that's left me with you two... you plan to destroy us. You plan to kill us. I cannot allow that." She began slowly pulling on the laces of his boots, he felt them loosening on his feet as he looked down at her and her knife. Visions of her cutting his toes off crossed his mind. His nails ripped from him, he wouldn't allow thst to happen. He loved his family, but if it came down to it he'd do anything to avoid such agony. "W.. what are you doing? Look... I can be reasonable... please what do you want to know?" She smiled once his laces were loose as she looked him in the eyes. "How many people are in your community?" He took a deep breath, not yet ready to show himself to be pathetic. "I.. I dont know... th... they don't tell me." A weak answer, one shrouded in doubt in his voice. Alpha saw right through him as sbe tugged both boots off simultaneously. "That was the wrong answer. Now how about you try again." Her long nails clasping around his socked heels, almost rubbing them, but then slowly scribbling at the base of his heels. It was a strange feeling, like a jolt of electricity through his body as he jumped forward in his bonds, feeling the rope tight on his wrists again. A wide grin etching over his face. "Wh... whahht are yohhhh doing? Heheh stop! Hehhe I heheh I don't like it!" He had always been unbearably ticklish on his feet. It was embarrassing almost how sensitive they were and with the humid air they seemed all the more ticklish as Alpha traced her uncut nails over his arches. "You don't like it? Well tell me what I want to know and perhaps this can stop." Her eyes were focused on his black socks, she raked her nails up the soles wiggling her fingers in the process. The change of pace caught the boy out and he yelped loudly before bursting into loud heavy laughter. "AGGGHH! NOHHHO HAHHAHA NOHHHO STAHHHP HHAHAA HHAHHAHA PLEASE HHAHAHAA NOT MY FEEEEEHHHT!" It was just the reaction she had wanted, an unconventional method of torture but one fitting to their abstract nature, and it was effective. On the right set of ticklish feet, it was as good as any form of agonising torture. "I'm just getting started boy. Talk and this can all go away... dont make this worse on yourself. It's bad now, but after hours in the sun... tickling can drive you mad." She scribbled her fingers over the balls of his feet, his socks a little damp from being in his boots. And her eyes lit up when he let out a high pitched scream. This was his spot, everyone had a sweet spot and Alpha had found Henry's. "EEEEEK HAHAHA NAHAHA NO NO NO NOHHOHHH AHHAAH NOT THEHEHRE NOT THEHEBERE STOP STOP STOOOOOOP PLEASE HAHAHHAA PLEASE!" He shrieked in ticklish agony fearing he may well talk there and then. But his whimpering confession was stopped as Lydia came around, making Alpha give the boys feet a rest. The teenage girl stirred a little in her sleep, her eyes slowly adjusting to the light as, like Henry had, she adapted to her surroundings. Yet Lydia's reaction was not one of confusion, more of panic and terror. The familiar sight of the trees in front of her, they stood out in her mind from her previous visit. She instantly began struggling, looking around to see Alpha, her eyes wide and tearful as she began to instantly beg. "Wait Mom wait... please no... no god let us go! Not again Mom! Please!" Lydia knew where she was, she knew what happened here. She had experienced it first hand on several occasions. Sbe had also been forced to watch it I'm all its cruelty. Alpha was an expert in ruining fun concepts, tickling was playful, fun almost. But Alpha had tormented Lydia's view of the word by showing it in its most cruel and vindictive form. She had heard and watched as traitors and trespassers were bound to these very trees for days, weeks even. There was a noticeable change when they cracked, whether from the laughter or heat Alpha had driven girls and boys to madness through the simple act of tickling. "Hush child... your boyfriend refuses to cooperate, he lies to me. I'm sure you will put him wise?" Alpha responded, as the panting Henry looked over at Lydia with fear. The teenage girl looked back at him before up at her mother. Her loyalty to her new community was about to be given the ultimate test, she knew Alpha would have her way. But she had to stay strong, for her own moral sake. "We... we won't tell you anything. I'm done, I hate you... let me go!" Her attempt to sound headstrong was marred with nerves as her voice almost whimpered in the dig. Alpha gave a smug smile in response, letting the boy breath as she ran her finger down down bottom of Lydia's left boot. "Is that so? We'll see how long you stay like that once I have you howling... you know we raided a nearby building, found ourselves some batteries..." She slowly removed her daughters boots as she spoke, Lydia breathing heavily as she felt her feet tingle. Her heart was pounding in her chest. "It was a shame when my little device ran low on power last time... but don't you worry, we can keep it between those toes for days now." She set her boots aside, Lydia knew exactly what device she meant. Alpha's prized torture method, an electric toothbrush. It was battery powered, something hard to come by these days. Arguments could be made for using batteries on more practical devices, but Alpha's sadistic nature made the hellish device her first choice to power up. "Im... im not telling you anything. Let us go, let us go and... we'll not kill you!... oh fuck!" She gasped and swore when Alpha grabbed her toes, it wasn't even beginning yet but she was already panicking. "I've been too kind to you when you've been in here. Your punishments too soft, not today though. You wish to betray me daughter? You'll suffer the same fate as any other traitor..." She turned and pointed to an onlooking member of her group. The young woman jumped in fear as she looked at her. "Go get my tools, all of them... These two are about to suffer. And check on the girl, tell me if she's ready to cooperate." The Whisperer nodded and immediately made her way to Alpha's chambers. She would check on the girl as asked. The screams of laughter becoming more audible as she approached. Enid was tied to a tree, just like Henry and Lydia. But she had clearly been here a while, she was red in the face, sweaty and exauhsted. Her feet bare and pink from extensive tickling. Her shirt had been cut loose, exposing her toned stomach and black bra as two girls tickled her mercilessly. One was running a large brush over her wiggling feet, the other with a swab in her belly button as the young woman begged for mercy. "PLEHAHAHAHHASSSE HEHEHEH PLEASE YPUHHH PROMIED IHHHD GEHHHT A BREAHHHGK HEHEHEHE PLEASE HEHEHEH MERCY MERCY HHAHAHA JUST TAKE IHHHT OFFF MY FEHHEEHHEEHT!" Upon the girls arrival they stopped, letting Enid breathe and look up watery eyed at the girl. "Do you wish to tell us girl? We know your not from Alexandria... where is your community?" The girl grabbed her face firmly, looking her in the eyes as Enid spat at her "Go fuck yourself!" This drew a smirk from the girl as she looked back at the ticklers. "Continue her punishment. She doesn't rest tonight, she can laugh till dawn." As she walked away Enid began to beg again as the brush was again brought back to her soles. The break was welcomed, but the return to hell all the more intense. "NO NO WAIT PLEASE PLEASE NO NO NOOOT AGAIN DOOOOONT! NOHHAHAHAHA NOHHHHD OHHHHH NOHHH DONT HAHAHAA PLEASE HAHAHA NOT TJE BRUSHSHSHS HAHAHAAHAH MERCY MERCY MERCY..." With a grin on her face and Enid's helpless pleas for mercy in the background Alpha's loyal follower returned to her leader with the box in hand as Alpha continued her monologue all while lightly toying with Henry's socked feet. "You can save yourself a great deal of suffering boy, just tell me what I want to know." Henry was squirming and giggling at even the lightest of strokes as he curled and flexed his toes. He wanted to stay strong for both his community and to appear strong in front of Lydia. "Hehhe I... ihhll never tell youhhh do tour worst you hehe bitch!" Upon the arrival of her box Lydia began visibly struggling as she eyed it, knowing all too well the horrors that lay inside. Alpha grinned as she set it aside letting them anticipate what was inside while she stayed seated by Henry. "We can get to the tools later... for now I think we need to get a good laugh out of this one. Let's test that endurance with a 10 minute warm up." With a cold laugh, she dug into his socked feet with full ticklish intent. Tickling hard at the feet, only protected by the think cotton material. Henry went wild. "hHAHAHAHA HOHHHHLLLY FUHHHHHCK HAHAHHA NAHAHHA STOP HAHAHA SHIT HAHAHAHA STAHAHAHP HAHAHA GAHHAHHA NOHHHO NO PLEASE NOHHHT THEHEHRE HAHA I CANT HAHAH SERIOUSLY HAHAH STOHHHP! Her tickling was calculated and cold as she prodded his feet looking for weaknesses. Taking mental notes of the areas that adequate him squeal most. She had a good memory, she never forgot a weak spot and would exploit her captives in the most horrifically ticklish manner. Her current area of focus was the balls of his feet, the boy was howling as she danced ber rough nails over them. It was unbearable. He wanted nothing more than for her to switch places, tickle somewhere else. And he mentally slapped himself when he begged her for just that. "PLEHAHAHAHASEEEE HAHAHAHA STHAHAHAHP Hahaha  NOHHHT THEHEHRE HEHEHEEH HAHAHA ANYWHHWHERE BUHHJT THEHEHEHRE!' A grin was etched on Alpha's face as she doubled down on the tickling. Focusing hard on the balls of both feet as she taunted him. "Oh not here? Anywhere but right here? Tell me what I want to know and I might give these feet a break." "BHAHAHAHA NOHHHO HHAHAHA ILL NEVER TALK HAHAHAAH NAHAGAGA COME ON HAHAH STOP HAHAHA" He begged and pleaded to no avail as her fingers kept on tormenting that ticklish area. He wouldn't talk, though it was tempting. His hair was sticking to his face as Alpha continued on mercilessly. Just when he feared passing out, Lydia's yelling came to his aid as she caught Alpha's attention. "HEY! STOP IT ASSHOLE!" Alpha looked over to her daughter, shocked by her use of language. An insult she simply could not sit with. "What did you say?" Alpha's voice remained calm, soothing almost as she stopped tickling Henry and faced Lydia, who now bore a very fearful expression as she looked her mother in the eyes. "I...I said... s... stop it..." She managed to whimper out as she knew it was more than likely about to backfire on her own ticklish feet in a minute. But she had to help Henry. "Such a big demand for someone in your position girl. I never raised a child to make demands of her mother... you must be punished." Lydia tensed up as Alpha tugged on the girls laces. It was a slow motion, a tactic in driving the captive mad with anticipation. In that moment Lydia's feet felt ten times as ticklish knowing what was coming. "I... I won't tell you anything... your wasting your...t... time." She managed to stammer out as her brown boots were tugged away from her warm slender feet. She curled and flexed her toes as she felt the cool air of the outdoors hit her socks. She wasn't sure if it was the nerves or the summer heat, but her feet were pretty damp and sweaty from being inside her boots. "There they are, there's my pathetic daughters ticklish feet... im not messing around with you. I wanna hear the piggy scream!" Alpha snapped back as before running her long untrimmed nails fast over the black sock covered soles of Lydia's feet. "NOHHHAHAHA NAHAHAHA MOHHHM NAHAHAH STOP HAHAHAHA SHIHHHT HHAHAHAH FUHHHCL NOHHHO HAHAAAAHAHAHAA!" Lydia threw her head back in agonising laughter. It instantly came back to her how ticklish she was and how skilled a tickler Alpha was too. She knew every inch of Lydia's feet, every stroke that worked best in making her beg. "This isnt going to get any easier for you both. I would recommend you start talking, save yourself some torture. I'll get it out of you, I always do." Lydia howled into the sky as Alpha dug underneath her toes. It was nothing short of torture as she began to beg fruitlessly. "NAHAHAHAH AHAHAHA PLEASE NOOHHHO NT MY TOEHHSHSH YHAHAH YOUHHH KNOW I HAHAH CABT TAKE THE TOES HAHAHAHA PLEASE MOM HAHHA ITS TORTURE!' There was no sympathy from the cruel tickler as she continued to torment ant tease her ticklish toes. "Indeed it is torture. Aren't these feet awfully sweaty, you must be very nervous girl... your gonna tell me everything!" Lydia was growing short of breath, while Henry was gradually recovering from his own tickling nightmare just minutes ago. "Stop it! Leave her alone! Can't you see she can't stand It!" He instinctively shouted as Alpha gave him a grin while finally giving Lydia a rest. "You two have a good bond. You care for eachother, that is unfortunately so... weak. Your both pathetic, it will be your undoing.' She spat back as she sat between them. She wanted the information, but she also wanted to drive a wedge between their relationship. "We're going to play a game. I'm going to tickle you both, whoever begs me to take the socks off the other will get a break." She smiled at them both before tickling Henry's left and Lydia's right socked foot hard. Henry's head looked up to the sky as he let out a loud shriek before breaking down into almost girlish giggles. "NAHAHAHHAH EHEHHAHA AHAHAHA HEHEHEHEHEHEHE NEHEHEHHEE NOHHOOEHHE I HEHHEHE I HEHEHE EEEEK! I WOHHEHEHNT HEHEHE I WONT DO IHHHT!" Lydia's reaction wasn't much better as she shook her head side to side and let put a hearty laugh. "BHAHHAHAHAHA NOHHHO HAHAHAHA YOU SICK HAHHA FUCK! IHHHH HAHAH I WONT HAHAH BEG YOU! I HAHHA I WONT!" Neither wanted to give Alpha the satisfaction of turning them against eachother. Though equally the tickling was unbearable and the thought of a break made doing as she asked all the more tempting. "All you have to do is beg for it, beg me to take their others socks off and youll get a 20 minute rest at least... I might even have someone massage those feet." She made it seem so easy, and Lydia knew that rests were rare during Alpha's interrogations. It was perhaps why she was the first to break, she needed a rest. "NAHAHAHAA OK OK HAHAHAH IM SORRRY HEHHHNRY HEHEHEH IM SPRRY HEHEHE PLEAHHHSR PLWASSSE HAHAH TAKE OFF HISSSS SOCKS HEHEHEH GIMMMEEEE A BREAHHHK!" Lydia surrendered, begging her to take Henry's socks off in exchange for a rest. Alpha slowed to a stop before looking up at her daughter. "Looks like we have a winner. Loyalty can only go so far under such extreme conditions, she doesn't love you boy... can't you see that?" Lydia whimpered as she looked over to Henry, a tear in her eye as she apologised. "I... im sorry Henry... please forgive me." Henry was sympathetic to her, he knew she didn't want him to suffer. And admittedly he had been close to breaking too. "Its ok Lydia... I can take it. Dont feel bad..." He tried to put on a brave face as Alpha snapped her fingers at one of her young female Whisperers. "Girl... see to Lydia. I promised a reward, massage her feet. Force her to enjoy it while I make this one suffer!" The shaken girl hobbled over to Lydia, looking her in the eyes almost sympathetically as she peeled off the girls socks and massaged her feet. It felt incredible, but Lydia was ekbarassd by it as she was forced to watch Alpha strip Henry of his socks. Henry's feet were pale and well taken care of for a boy, it was cleat to see why he was so ticklish given how soft his pale feet were. His heels were a little pink along with the toes of his warm feet. "Now girl, I want you to make her feel good. Make it a good massage, I want her moaning as the boy suffers!" She grinned as she held back Henry's toes, going straight for the balls of his feet, knowing he had hated it there. "NAHAHAHAHAH NHAHAHA SHIHHHT HAHHAAH NOHHHGO AHHAHAHAA STAHAHHAHAP NOHHHO NOT THEHEHRE HEHHEE HOHHAHA NOHHOHHO NOT THEHEHRE IM BEGGING YOUHHH!" He howled and shook his head as he begged her to stop. Meanwhile the girl was massaging Lydia's toes expertly, causing her to close her eyes and moan while. She was so embarrassed that she was enjoying it while Henry suffered. "Mmmm uhhh no no stop please I mmmm I don't want ahhh fuck... let him ahh gooooo mmm" The two teens reaction was a perfectly mirrored image. Henry was in hell, Lydia in heaven but neither seemed to be happy about their situation. Alpha on the other hand was having a great time. Watching Henry suffer gave her great pleasure, and her daughters pathetic mumbling and moaning showed how weak she was. "Just tell me boy. Tell me how many people your community has, just a number... one number and I can make this stop." His brain was practically turning to mush in his head as his surroundings became fuzzy. His head was spasming out of control as he laughed and laughed. He feared if Alpha didn't stop he'd pass out, so he did the only thing he could. "HAHAHHAHA OK OK HAHAHA ILL TALK IHHHLL TALK ILL TELL YOU JUST STOOOOP HAHHA PLEASE PLEASE HAHAH NOT MY FEHEHHT!" He screamed as Alpha gave him a rest holding on to his warm toes as he broke down. "Please... ok... ok... uh maybe 50?" He lied, there were more there and he knew it. But Alpha couldn't know so what would it matter if he lied? It mattered a lot evidently as Alpha gave an eye roll. "Thats funny, because we've been working your little friend across the woods for a while now... and she gave a very different answer. So... someone's lying and I can't tell who. So you shall both be punished..." She turned to an onlooking Whisperer "Give me the brush... and go tell the others that the girl is to be tortured till dawn" Without hesitation the onlooking servant handed her the most menacing looking or hairbrush which she gladly paraded in front of the boys face as his eyes widened and he instantly began to beg. "Nonono please not that! Please I'm sorry I'm sorry please there's over a hundred please! I beg you dont use that!" The Whisperer ran away to inform the others of what punishment awaited Enid as Alpha held back the boys toes. "This'll teach you to lie to me..." And she scrubbed hard without mercy. Up and down, left and right, in lines and in circles across the boys pale, sweaty and sensitive soles. He was in hysterics. "MAHAHAHHAHA OAHAHHAHAAH PLEASE HAHAHAHA NOHHOHAHAHA NOHHHT THE BRUHSHSHSH NOHHHT THE BRUSHSHSG HAHAHAHA PLEASE OH GOHHHD TAKE IT OFFF HAHAHAH HELP HELLLLLP HAHAH SOMEONE HEEEEELP HAHAHA SHES TORTURING MEBEHEHEH HAHAHAH PLHHHHZZZ MERCY!" There was no mercy, even Lydia was shouting to her mother to stop as her boyfriend was being tortured right in front of her. There was no need for pain, no need for sharp blades or bloody tools. The simple raking of a stiff hairbrush was enough to constitute true torture. "My my aren't you ticklish? Tell me... should I tickle Lydia instead?" She taunted as Henry shook his head in laughter. He wanted nothing more than for the scrubbing to stop, but again he didn't want Lydia to suffer. "HAHAHHHAHA NOHHO HAHAHA YOU CAJT HAHHA PLEASE HHHA DONT HAHAH NOAHHAHA PLEASE STOOOOP!" "You can make this stop boy... you know how to do it. Just beg me to tickle Lydia." She was cold and cruel as the brush never slowed. His body was drenched jn sweat, his feet a redish colour and almost glistening slightly. Lydia piped up feeling guilty for her earlier submission. Henry needed a break, she had to do something. "Please! Please stop Mom! Tickle me, scrub my feet do whatever you want just give him a break!" She begged kicking her small feet as Alpha showed no remorse in her torture. "I want to hear it from him! I want to hear him beg for you to suffer... if he begs it stops." And beg he did, he had no choice. It was either that or pass out. He hated himself for it but he simply couldn't take any more. "HAHAHAHAA OK OK HAHAHAG TORTURE HEHEH HAHAH HER HAHHA TORTURE LYDIA HAHAHA JUSSST GIVE ME A BREAHHHGK HAHAHAH IM SO SORRYYY LYDIA HAHH IM SOPHHAHAHA SORRY!" He managed to get it out before finally she stopped. "Very well... she can get 20 minutes of the brush. See what we can get out of you daughter..." She peeled both the girl's socks off, revealing two pale white soles. Her feet were a little dirtier than Henry's, small patches around the balls of her feet. They were also warm and a little sweaty from the heat and tickling. Lydia's breathing had intensified, her heart was racing as visions of previous encounters with the brush flashed in her mind. She remembered the first time, the worst time, where she had learned just how cruel those bristles could be. Word had clearly gotten to the Whisperers torturing Enid as the laughter from through the forest had loudened significantly. It was a wonder they hadn't attracted any walkers from all the screaming. She continued to breathe loudly, her eyed going wide as her toes curled while Alpha grabbed her ankles and held the brush still on her soles. "Lets hear you scream..." And Lydia did not dissapoint, she screeched loudly as soon as the brushing started, guffawing in helpless laughter as sbe bucked and pulled on the ropes that held her in place. "EEEEHHHHHHAAAK! NAHAHAHOOOHHHO HAHAHAHAH FUCK HAHAHHAAH PLEAHHHSSSEEE HAHAHAH WAIHHHHT EAHAHAHHAA WAIHHHHT HAHAHAH NOOOHHHOOO PLEASE STOOOOP HAHAHA TAKE IT OFFF HAHAH I CANT TAKE THE BRUSH HAHAHA I CANT!" Her wrists were red from pulling at the ropes, as it started to burn against her skin. It hurt, but it was nothing compared to the suffering of the tickling. She didn't care, she had to get free, but there was no escaping and she knew that. "HAHAHAHHAHAG PLEASE HAHAHA PLEAHHHSE HAHAHAH MAMA TAKE IT OFFFFF HAHAHAH IMMM BEGGGING YOUHAHAHH IM BEGGING PLEAHHAHSE HAVE MERCY HHAHA NO COME ON HEHEHHEE NOT THEHHHRE!" She had hit a sensitive spot on her arch, scrubbing at it with focus as Lydia bounced ber head back and forward, tears running down her cheeks as she begged for the torture to end. "Your so pathetic daughter... laugh for me. Laugh like the pathetic ticklish girl you are! Tell me how ticklish your feet are!" "HQHAHAHAHAHAA PLEAHHHHHSEEE3 HAHAHHAHHA MY FEHEEHHET HAHHAAHA MY FEEEHHT ARE SO TICKLISH HAHHAHHHA I CANT TAKE IT MOMMAAAW HAHAHAH I CANT HAHAHAH IM PATHETIC HAHHAAH JUST HAVE MERCY!" It went on for nearly 20 straight minutes before Alpha finally let up on the broken girl. Satisfied she'd made her point clear enough. Across the woods Enid was being put through what could only be described as tickle hell. It made Alpha's torture of Lydia and Henry look playful. She had been stretched out on a wooden table, limbs tied to each corner with five girls tickling ber without mercy. Two girls were positioned at either foot, one running her nails over the pale sole and the other using a brush on the other foot. Her shirt had been removed leaving her only in a sports bra as one girl scrubbed a toothbrush in one of her armpits while another tickled ber other with a feather. The sadistic torture was complete with a younger teen straddling her waist and performing a cruel upper body tickling with her nimble fingers. "Awww you want us to stop? What's that, your ready to talk? I'm afraid that won't save you this time..." They were teasing her as she begged and pleaded for mercy, she had already given up so much information, there was nothing left to extract from her. Well... other than laughter and begging. "HAHHAHHAHAHHGAGA PLEASE PLEASE HHAAHAH I TOLD YOUHHHA EVERYTHING HAHAHAHA I TOLD YOU HAHAHAHHA YOU SAIF YOU WOULD STOOOOOOP IF I TALKED HAHAHAHAHA YOU PROMIED HAHHAHAHA PLEASE PLEASE GET OFFFFFF!" The tickling being inflicted on poor Enid was nothing short of cruel and merciless. She was broken, a mess willing to do anything to make it end. "HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA IM HAHAHH IM GONNNA DIE HAHAHAHAH PLEASE HHHHAHA PLEASE KILL ME HAHAHAH JUST MAKE THIS STOP HAHAHAHA PLEASE IHHAHHA HAHAHAHAHAHHAAH..." It was too much as she passed out from laughing, causing the girls to stop momentarily. "Hehe seems it was too much for her... oh well, get the water. Let's wake her up for more fun!" With the splash of water to the face Enid came to again, seeing the ringleader, a young woman smiling at her. "Wakey wakey slave... time for more tickles" She wiggled her fingers as Enid remembered where she was and desperately began begging again before her torture resumed. "No no no not again please please wait! WAIT WAIT COME ON I TOLD YOU EVERYTHING! WAIHHAHAHAHT HAHAHHAHHA NOHHHHHHOOOOOO HAHAHAHAH PLEAHHHHHHSSEER MHHHHRCY!.." It was a cruel and sadistic game, and one Lydia and Henry could hear playing out across the woods. Enid's laughter was so audible they could hear practically every word as Henry tried to plea for his friend. "Please! You have to let her go both of them! Your torturing her!" His actions were noble to an extent, but Alpha knew it was all tough talk given he'd just had a 20 minute break from the tickling. "Is that so? If I recall correctly you just begged me to tickle poor Lydia here? Funny to see you talk tough when your not having your own feet tickled..." She sat between the two exauhsted teens as each looked at her with fear in their eyes. "Now, your little friend over there was quite cooperative. She's named a spy among our group. Now if you name the same spy, I can believe her and we'll let you all go and kill the spy of course." Henry and Lydia looked at eachother. They knew Negan had been working inside the Whisperers group for a while now. Lydia was fond of him, Henry not so much. But he knew giving him up would break Lydia's heart. "We... we don't know about any spy." He said hesitantly as Alpha looked on a little dissapointed that it had come to this. "Thats a shame... well then I guess we'll just have to get persuasive. I know your most ticklish right here..." She scribbled the balls of his feet briefly causing Henry to yelp loudly. "And I know your most ticklish right here daughter..." She wiggled her fingers under Lydia's toes causing her to yell out "nooooo please!" As her feet wiggled. "So I'm going to a tickle you both right there until one of you talks. And you best hope your answers match your friends." Both teens looked at eachother fearfully before trying to reassure one another thar everything would be OK. But they knew this was going to be bad. They didn't speak, so Alpha simply got to work. She used her fingers under Lydia's left toes, and her other hand to tickle the ball of Henry's right foot. It was a simple motion, but it had both teens guffawing in laughter. Their feet were both rather warm and sweaty now from the heat, which only added to the ticklishness. Henry screamed loudly as his feet were tormented. He had never felt tickling like this. "HAHAHAHAHHAAH NOHHOBAHHAHA COME ON HAHHAHA NOT THEHHRE HAHAHAH NOT THEHEHRE HAHAHHA PLEASE PLEASE I SWEAR I DONT KNOHHHHWWW!' He lied as he screamed, Lydia on the other side wasn't doing much better. No amount of toe curling could save her from the ticklish torment Alpha was inflicting on her warm toes. "HAHAHAHAHHAHA PLEASE HAHAHAH MOMMMM HAHAHA PLEAHHHSE HAHHAHA NOT THEHEHRE HAHAH NOT THE TOES HAHAHHA I CANT DO THE TOESHHHS HAHAH OHHHH NOT IN BETWEEN THEM!" Both were on the verge of cracking, both drenched in sweat as they were forced to brave unspeakable tickle torture in the blinding summer heat. "Just talk, just tell me their name and I can stop this. One name sets you all free... a name or endless foot tickling forever." She said softly, continuing the casual tickling over their feet. It was unbelievable how something so simple could be so unbearable. Henry gave Lydia one final look as if to say "I'm sorry" before he wailed out his name. Tears streaming from his cheeks. If someone had heard his screams from through the woods, they would probably have thought he was being eaten by walkers with how desperate he sounded. "AHHHHHHHHHH OK OK ILLL TALK ILL TALK AHAHAHAHAHHA HAHAHAH NEGAN ITS NEGAN HAHAHAHA PLEASE PLEASE STOP NO MORE NO MORE! HAHAHAHAH FUCKING STOP! STOOOOOOP HAHAHAHAHAH STOOOOOP!" Satisfied his answer matched Enid's she let the torture end on both their feet. Henry barely lifted his head, he couldn't face Lydia from the shame. "Henry! She's gonna kill him!" Lydia shouted pulling at the ropes as Alpha lifted Henry's chin so he looked her in the eye. "I knew you'd talk first. My daughter is pathetic, but you... your below even her. You don't deserve my mercy, neither of you do.... take them away, stretch them out like their friend... I want them tickled till there's nothing left of them, till they go insane!" She demanded to her fellow whisperes. And just like that it was done, despite their protests, there was no saving them. "NO YOU PROMIED! YOU PROMIED! NOOOOO!" Henry screamed as he was dragged kicking and screaming through the woods. "Noooo MOMMA PLEASE NO! NOOO YOU CANT YOU CANT! DONT LET THEM! PLEAAAAAAASSSSE!" Lydia screamed as they were taken separately and each tied in a different part of the camp. The laughter that followed over the next few days was practically inhuman. Both tickled in unthinkable fashion for days on end, tied in multiple positions and introduced to all kinds of tickle torture methods. Alpha had created a tickle hell, and Henry, Lydia and Enid were its poor ticklish captives.