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Tormenting the Prisoner [by Vindor]
Original can be found here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56873375/
Amazing work by
vindor
such a lovely gift
So far we've seen Darko getting tickled in the past, now he is tickled in the present (aged 24). Although his is no longer a permanent slave of the Golden Order since he was freed by some friendly heroes (I will write more about them in the future) 3 years ago, it is common for them to recapture Darko until he is rescued again...
I always found those spiked tickle wheels to be very hot but for a long while I didn't know what they were called but it turns out they're called a wartenberg wheel. 2 automated wheels poke away at Darko's smooth, leathery, sensitive soles, completely held in place by heavy irons. His limbs and toes fully cuffed down at at the mercy of his sinister captors...
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Amazing work by
vindorsuch a lovely gift
So far we've seen Darko getting tickled in the past, now he is tickled in the present (aged 24). Although his is no longer a permanent slave of the Golden Order since he was freed by some friendly heroes (I will write more about them in the future) 3 years ago, it is common for them to recapture Darko until he is rescued again...
I always found those spiked tickle wheels to be very hot but for a long while I didn't know what they were called but it turns out they're called a wartenberg wheel. 2 automated wheels poke away at Darko's smooth, leathery, sensitive soles, completely held in place by heavy irons. His limbs and toes fully cuffed down at at the mercy of his sinister captors...
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Story:
Darko, a large and calm lizardman with dark scales, was marched in heavy chains through the damp, echoing halls of the dungeon. Each step caused the floor to feel cold and unforgiving against his bare feet, a stark reminder of his captivity. The clinking of his chains mingled with the distant dripping of water, creating a haunting melody of despair.The guards, their expressions hidden behind iron helmets, presented their newly captured reptilian prisoner before the dark wizard. The wizard stood in a shadowed alcove, his presence more menacing than the torchlight flickering on the stone walls. His golden iron mask gleamed with malevolent brilliance, and his black robes flowed like liquid night, instilling a sense of dread that even Darko's calm demeanor could not entirely shake.
With a slow, deliberate gesture, the wizard signaled to the guards. His voice, a silken whisper that seemed to slither through the air, commanded, "Take him to the chamber. The experiments begin now."
The guards obeyed without question, gripping Darko's chains tighter as they led him away. Darko's eyes, bright and alert, flicked towards the wizard for a moment. Despite his imposing appearance, Darko's gaze was defiant, filled with a silent strength.
As they proceeded deeper into the dungeon, the air grew colder and the darkness thicker. The interrogation chamber loomed ahead, a place where many had entered but few had left unchanged. Darko braced himself, knowing that whatever awaited him, he would face it with the same calm resilience that had seen him through countless trials.
In front of Darko stood an iron chair, a menacing device with stocks for the ankles designed to ensure total immobility. The guards, their faces impassive, removed the chains from the hinges of his shackles and forced the large lizardman onto the cold metal seat. The chill of the iron seeped into his scales, a stark reminder of his predicament.
As Darko settled onto the chair, his magic-infused shackles began to glow, the enchantments activating. The metal of the chair seemed to merge with the shackles, binding him completely and leaving no room for movement. Darko could feel the magic pulsating through the iron, a powerful force that rendered him immobile. His wrists were locked firmly to the armrests, and the stocks clamped down over his clawed toes, preventing even the slightest squirm.
Darko tested the restraints subtly, but they held him in an iron grip. The guards stepped back, their task complete, and the dark wizard approached with an air of ominous authority. His golden mask, reflecting the dim torchlight, cast an eerie glow around the room. The black robes he wore seemed to absorb the light, adding to his fearsome presence.
The wizard gently poked at Darko's large, long feet, noting the light-colored soles that provided a stark contrast to his dark scales. Darko let out a small, involuntary smirk in response to the ticklish sensation, rattling slightly in the heavy shackles. The wizard's eyes gleamed with a sinister satisfaction behind his golden mask.
"You have a lot to learn, reptile," the wizard sneered, his voice dripping with malevolence. "I will see what makes you tick. Your will and defiance will be broken, for it is your destiny to embrace the dark lords..."
He turned his gaze to one of the guards, a silent order conveyed through the intensity of his stare. "Make this one feel subservient before we move on to the next trial," he commanded, his voice echoing through the chamber.
Darko howled and screamed in laughter as the automated instruments crawled up and down the sensitive soles of his large feet. His laughter echoed through the dungeon, mingling with the metallic clinking of the instruments and the low hum of dark magic.
His jade eyes beamed with tears of laughter as he gasped for air. No mercy would be shown. Will Darko's friends be able to rescue him from this predicament? Only time will tell...
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probably until Darko's mind is melted from sensory overload (the whole night)
It's fine though, he's practically immortal (health wise). The Order wants to break his mind after all, not his body, making it easier for them to control his emotions that his demon form feeds off of
It's fine though, he's practically immortal (health wise). The Order wants to break his mind after all, not his body, making it easier for them to control his emotions that his demon form feeds off of
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