This choice: Make her laugh some more -- Tickle her | Go Back Chapter 31: Make her laugh some more -- Tickle her (ID #967184) an addition by: Money $ign ![View acdc123's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author The joker and Harley Quinn had been notorious for making people laugh and giggle in a sadistic way. Why not add some sadistic fun of your own by making her laugh in a non-violent mater? You stopped worshipping her feet for a moment to take a look at your situation. Quinn had been rocking back in her chair, completely content with what was going on. It even seemed as though she was sleeping (or going to sleep at the very least). Now was your chance to redeem yourself and have some fun at the same time. You began to massage the soles of her feet for a couple of seconds, then moving higher to her calf and BAM! With a quick swipe, you sent her falling from her chair and crashing to the ground in a rather comedic matter. The remote and gun had been knocked from her hands and sent flying to different parts of the room. Quinn opened her eyes and cracked her knuckles, ready to fight back.
“You messed up junior!” She shouted. You quickly wrapped around her ankles and placed them in a vice grip, scraping your finger against her foot, making her squeal.
“I’ll kill you for that!” She said, holding back laughter.
“Oh?” You said, continuously moving your fingers around her foot. You strayed from one finger to two, and the more fingers you used, the more that squirmed and laughed. Even though she was a gymnast, her body could only go so far. She had only tied your legs, however, your hands and the rest of your body was open game. Not to mention crashing on the floor didn’t make anybody feel rejuvenated.
“What’s wrong Quinn? Laughter isn’t your thing?” You asked. You then started using all five fingers on her feet, going in between her toes and on top her her foot as you did when you were licking them. She bit her lip and tried not to giggle, but it seemed as though everything she did was useless.
“Hahaha! Get off ya jerk… hahaaha!” She shouted.
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