"Alright, let's kick this therapy session up a notch" you grin as you pick up a soft artists brush. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZ" begged Olivia as she desperetly tried wiggling her toes and moving her feet. "Hey now, enough of this. We don't want you to hurt these lovely feet of yours" you smile as you sit near her. "GET AWAY, GET AWAY, I DON'T NEED THERAPY. NOT LIKE THIS" cried Olivia. "Shh, shh, shh. It's gonna be alright sweetheart, you're going to be laughing all your troubles away soon. This is all in your best interests, I promise you" you say as you stroke the panicked woman's hand. "No more, no more, no more tickles" Olivia begged under her breath as she shook her head and closed her eyes. You decide to resume the therapy session now by dragging the brush slowly up Olivia's left sole to just under her toes, then back down to just short of the heals, then back up again. "NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. YOU SADISTIC MONSTER, MAKE IT STAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP" howled Olivia. "That's it, laugh for me my dear" you say softly into her ear as you continue tickling her soles in this manner. "I DON'T WANNA, I DON'T WANNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. YOU CAN'T, I'M GONNA PEE, I GOTTA PEE, WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTHATTICKLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL LLLLES" squealed Olivia as tickle induced tears flowed from her eyes. "Very good, Olivia, Alright, now it's time for the brush to meet those little piggies" you smile as you drag the brush under all 10 of her toes. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOO-HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. I'M GONNA LOSE MY MIND, STOP TICKLING MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. YOU HAVE NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO IDEA HOW TORTUROUS THIS IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHIHIHIHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIS FOR MY TOES. BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" screamed Olivia. "Good girl, you're doing so well. Alright, between your toes is next" you grin as you tickle methodicly between Olivia's toes. Olivia lets out a shriek before silent laughter takes over. She's in a level of tickle hell she'd only ever had night terrors about, but this was real and really happening to her. "Shh, it's OK my dear, I've got you, you're in safe hands here" you assure the hysterical patient as she begins to think she's going to die laughing.
Soon, you decide to stop and let the poor girl recover. She pants and groans as she tries to comprihend the hell she was just put through.
"Care to tell me what that was like?" you ask. "HELL...IT WAS HELL...YOU SADISTIC FREAK, LET ME OUT, I HATED EVERY SECOND OF THAT" she cries. "Aw, I know it's awful being tickled like that but it's gonna make you all better. Your feet must be tickled like this more often I'm afraid this is only the start of a long and torturous road to recovery for you" you smile. "PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZ DON'T PUT ME THROUGH THAT AGAIN" begged Olivia. "I'm sorry, but our mission is to help you, and you've shown great progress since you've been here. Your tickling will continue until you're cured" you say.
You decide carefully about what to do next.
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