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Stares crossed menacingly. Sparks flew in the air. Daggers were shot from two golden suns against a pair of cold sapphire voids. Silence became a palpable element between the two females, until one of them, opened lips painted in red carmine to break the quietude.
“It was all your fault, Aelish” Said a thief with great skills in the art of confiscating goods from strangers, despite her young age.
“I wouldn’t be so sure. I don’t remember being the one freezing my wings. Oh, wait that was you, Aurelia!” Stated back an angel of flaming red curly hair crossing her arms and putting her beautiful visage away in a proud manner.
“That’s why it’s your fault. You got in my line of vision and...” The white-haired robber was unable to finish the sentence. A third presence, pressing and overwhelming spoke in a feminine neutral voice, cutting the still ambience as a sharp knife.
“Enough of this nonsense. You are not children, don’t behave like them” Ordered the third female present in the wide room.
“I wouldn’t be so sure about the angel here, Aelish can get a little unreasonable at times” Commented Aurelia snaring at the woman seated next to her.
“Says the one who keeps insisting on wasting the money given to cover the mission’s expenses in stupid things!” Replied the redhead piercing her companion with her eyes.
“You said you wouldn’t tell a soul!” Complained the thief clad in dark-blue clothes. “Besides, acquiring Talon figures is always a good thing for...”
Patience was not a trait that the young pony-tailed brunette overseeing the banal dispute in front of her blue eyes excelled at, and those two were testing her beyond her limits. She crossed her slender legs, one over the other, accentuated by the long open white dress she wore, planted the palms of her hands over the desk she presided and glared at her useless minions.
“And for your information,” Aurelia and Aelish continued with their argument paying no heed to the angered girl, whose fair-skinned forehead was being tainted by the presence of a throbbing vein by the second “if you walk backwards while holding a cup of coffee there’s a higher chance of you not dripping any of it!”
“What does that have to do with anything?” Asked an annoyed as well as confused angel.
“WILL YOU TWO STOP IT?!” The girls became stiff, suddenly remembering why they had been summoned in the presence of their leader.
Actually, their bodies got stiff and would not answer any order they gave because of an invisible force that controlled them. Before they could say anything, as if moved by a merciless puppet master, two hands armed with ten fingers that presented nails painted in red and blue dug themselves in the smooth skin of Aelish’ armpits. Subsequently, an equal number of digits, no more, no less, but with the different in colour for the nails being golden, did the same in the tender space that lay beneath Aurelia’s underarms. Once placed, the two sets of ten fingers, began wriggling with a mind of their own causing an immediate, double reaction of frenzied laughter.
“AHAHAHAHA, WE ARE SORRYHIHIHIHI!!!!” Cried and laughed at the same time the duo now joined in sisterly ticklish harmony.
“I don’t see any repentance in you just yet. To make sure you’ll behave, I think I’ll let you reflect on the events before you tell them to me. Like serious people.” The powerful SPER, as it was with the power of her mind that she was controlling the duo, sighed. “Aurelia, do you realise that if I make you tickle each other’s feet, yours would be tickled too?”
“Ahaha, your mind-reading powers aren’t fahahahair!” protested the aforementioned.
“How dare you speak like that to our leader...Plehahahase, Miss Anna, allow me to teach her a leheheson!” Suggested Aelish playing the part of the loyal acolyte.
“Really, you are developing something to be worried about, Aelish...” Said back Anna feigning tiredness. Although, in reality, she was enjoying the delicious show being played before her.

After five minutes of ‘reconditioning’ the peculiar duo comprised of Aurelia and Aelish were allowed a rest. Not being freed of their mental imprisonment, though. That would spoil the wonderful idea Anna had in store for them.
Standing on the tip of gentle-looking pale toes that had opal nails, Anna, the leader of the mysterious group named Crispeta Enmillarada walked with delicate and diaphanous steps, which almost produced no sound as she moved, towards a comfortable divan where she rested her gracious young body. The fullness of her dress waved as if they danced in the air. Once she found a position that pleased her, Anna made sure her underlings had a full view of the soles of her silky arched soles and smiled at the thoughts that crossed their minds: in the case of Aurelia she was not surprised about the countless plans she devised in a second to make use of those wondrous feet she had as instruments of lunacy. However, she found quite fascinating that Aelish’ psyche was filled with curious intent towards how it would feel to subdue her superior by exploiting the ticklishness of her foot bottoms.
Anna decided to deliver the finest joke of them all.
“Now, explain how the assignment I gave you did not end as I expected.” She grinned seeing the duo standing up, following her mental commands, and taking each of them a seat at the floor in front of her feet. Their expressions were priceless when their hands moved at them and, against what they expected, began massaging her. “Take all the time you need.”
“Wow, I didn’t know I was able to give massages! What, you too, Aelish? Why don’t you ever give me one?” Asked a baffled Aurelia.
“As if you deserved it...” grumbled Aelish in a low breath. “Besides, how stupid can you be? Mental powers, remember?”
“I said you could take all the time you needed, but my patience has a limit. Begin explaining.” Ordered Anna, stretching her toes in a tempting manner. It was exhilarating to have those predators teased to such primordial level. The frustration she felt from them equalled to the relaxing tingle their fingers rubbing against the soft skin in her feet.
“What for?” enquired Aurelia, “You can just read out minds.”
“It’s a matter of discipline, I want to listen to you.” Replied Anna purring in delight.
“And once we are done will you free us from your magic spell?” Asked Aurelia ignoring the fierce glare Aelish gave her for that uncalled rudeness while addressing the leader.
“Once you are done you will be dismissed, both of you will go to your rooms, will change into comfortable clothing and wash yourselves up, specially your feet. Then you shall wait for your punishment.” Replied Anna nonchalantly.
“We are getting tickled on our feet, aren’t we?” Asked the thief allowing her lack of enthusiasm to be heard.
“Why of course, what else could it be?” Said the brunette back closing her eyes in delight as the duo pressed their thumbs in her prominent arches.
“I don’t know, a reduction in salary, perhaps?” Suggested Aurelia.
“We don’t do this for the money!” Interceded the angel.
“No, because we get none! This is almost slavery...” Commented Aurelia bitterly.
“The more you make me wait, the worse your punishment will get...” Said Anna in a childish teasing tone, almost musical.
“Speaking of punishments: I humbly suggest Aelish to be put at the hole in the wall to have her feet tickled. It’s evident she doesn’t know how to work as a team. Also, since I’m her friend and I worry about her, I eagerly offer myself as the one seeing through her penalty until she learns her lesson.” Said the thief solemnly.
“You just want to tickle me!” Retorted Aelish back.
“Of course I want, are you dumb?” Asked Aurelia with a serious disappointed expression in her face.
“Why are you so obsessed with tickling me?” Demanded to know the stoic angel.
“Because you are so fun to teaseehehehe. NO FAHAHAHAIR!!!” Aurelia began laughing hysterically when a group of fairies appeared out of nowhere, wielding stiff feathers she was unfortunately familiar with and began caressing her whole body, paying special attention to her feet, which were bared and she did not know when had her boots betrayed her.
“Look at what you diHIHIHIHIHID!!!” Aelish shared a similar ordeal, arching her back in utter ticklish despair in fruitless protests to the tickling inflicted in her angelic skin.
“This is going to take longer than I expected.” Said Anna still enjoying the massage she was forcing the duo of laughing sirens to give her.

One hour, if she was to believe what the leader said, later, Aelish found herself in her own room. The sentiment of uneasiness inside should be similar to one captive waiting for their death penalty. The redhead flapped her majestic wings nervously, she disliked being tickled, hence not knowing what the leader had in store for her got her nerves on the edge. Only one thing was for certain: her feet would be the focus of whatever punishment she had devised.
“I should clean them, as ordered.” Despite not being enthusiastic about the idea of offering her ticklish soles in a silver tray, an order was an order. She found with no effort a basin in her chambers, probably left there beforehand by one of the fairies, to fulfil her duty. After removing her boots and socks, she dipped her elegant peds in the water, which was surprisingly warm, and took a hold of a piece of soap that she diligently scrubbed in the absurdly soft skin.
“Stupid Aurelia. I knew working with her wouldn’t do. I had the situation under control. But she had to interrogate all the women in the inn, allowing the objective to run away...” She though angrily; channelling her anger and powerlessness towards the carefree thief.

An hour? Only one hour? Aurelia did not believe it. As if it was the first time mind tricks had been played on her while being tickled just to turn her even crazier. The pale girl rested over her bed, which for once was not frozen, devising all kind of plots to have revenge on Anna.
“Making me massage her soft, cute, adorable and wonderful feet was mean! I can’t believe how twisted she can be! And now she wants me to clean my feet so she can tickle them better? I should just let her feel the sweat in them, see if she likes it...” But Aurelia’s rambling was abruptly cut. After all, she preferred clean feet when tickling fellow ladies. If her fate could not be avoided, at least she could be a bit considerate for her tormenter.
Throwing her boots and socks away, the white-haired girl found a basin she did not know her room was equipped with and put her now bare soles inside. Unfortunately, the water was boiling!
“Too hot!” Complained the girl before pointing at the slick surface of the basin. With her power, the temperature of the fluid dropped... Perhaps more than she anticipated.
Her azure pupil-less eyes opened wide at the realization she had trapped her own ankles in a thick layer of ice that would not budge no matter how hard she tried.
“No! This is all Aelish’ fault! If only she wasn’t that boring, always wanting to do things by the book, the mission would have gone swiftly. My gathering of info was going just fine. But she had to blow it up and had our prey escape. I can’t work with people like her!” Yelled the thief, preparing all short of ticklish plans to be unleashed on the angel’s deliciously ticklish soles.

When did she fall sleep? Aurelia did not remember. The last thing she could recall was her managing to smash open the improvised stocks she had placed her fine ankles into. After that... nothing.
“Maybe it’s time for the punishment?” She thought stretching her limbs. All of her body ached, as if she had been sleeping in a cold stone floor. This would make sense, because when she tried to roll around she found her young body laying on the stony surface of a bland dungeon only illuminated by one magical lamp. There was nothing of interest in said chamber, save for herself, her boots and socks, discarded next to her face and nothing else.
Correction, when she tried to stand up she realised she would have either to lay down or sit, but standing on her feet was out of the question: she was facing a wall as boring as the rest of the cell with one particularity: her ankles went through it and disappeared behind the combination of bricks and cement holding them in place. At least the holes holding her ankles in place were padded. It was a thoughtful detail.
Judging from the coldness she felt at the soles of both her feet, she reached the conclusion that they were bare.
“Which explains why my shoes are here.” Said Aurelia aloud.
As she did, the padding gripped her ankles with more force than before. Or was it her imagination? What was clear is that, she was indeed going to have a bad time: her poor ticklish feet were out there, separated from her, defenceless, left open to anyone to abuse them as they wanted.
Just like the pair of milky soles that sprout from two holes in the wall in front of her.
“What are you two going here?” Asked the thief, whose hands automatically moved towards the inviting and unsuspecting soles and slid a finger in circles at the heel. The reaction was as familiar as priceless.
“Wait a moment...” Muttered Aurelia caressing the feet which began to quiver under her fingertips, making sure her nails did not touch them, it was soon for that. “Where have I seen these two?”
She grabbed the big toes and smirked when seeing a tone of golden only one person she knew would use.
“Aelish’ feet just for me? This is the best punishment evEHEHEHEHEHEEEE!!!” If she felt happy for her discovery, all enthusiasm was robbed from her then the feathery feeling of, well, feathers, was forced with devastating effect on her own ticklish feet.
Feathers? It had to be Aelish! She must be in a situation similar to her, with the difference that she had gotten the upper hand and began tickling before her.
“Two can plahahay this gaahahahahame!!” Yelled Aurelia wildly scrapping the angel’s soles that jumped as much as the padded holes allowed in a pathetic try at escaping Aurelia’s expert fingers.

One minute before, Aelish woke with every muscle in her body sore and cramped from sleeping in a bad position. Particularly in the position of one who had fallen asleep over an even, sturdy and cold stone floor. When she tried to get on her feet to explore the small and simple dungeon, she had to desist seeing that her ankles were swallowed by one of the walls, offering her defenceless bare soles to a cruel world filled with things searching for her laughter.
“No! Not the wall! I hate it when I can’t see what they are doing!” Complained the angel aloud. Her usually imposing voice echoed in the room, foreshadowing the maddening situation that awaited her: once the tickling started her own deranged laughter would accompany her.
“This sucks! This is all Aurelia’s fault! If I had her feet here I’d...” She paused. Apart from her, whose battle armor was nowhere to be seen, and the discarded footwear laying around as a way to mock her, there was another element of interest in the room: two feet protruded from the wall, facing her, wriggling her toes in a sensual way, speaking to her, saying ‘come play with us, tickle us’.
The redheaded angel gulped hard. She needed but one glance to recognise who those feet belonged to: only one person in the world alternated red and blue in her toe nails with such a cute effect. That last part she would never admit aloud. Those feet were none other than Aurelia’s.
Grinning to herself, she bent forward and examined her ‘friend’s’ soles. She did not understand why they fascinated her so much, but seeing them there, so open, unprepared and tapped just for her, filled Aelish with anxiety. She had to tickle them! She wanted to feel the power of controlling them, the tact of the soft skin and the chase as they failed around to no avail. Her only complaint was that she would not be able to see the thief’s reactions.
“One can’t have everything.” Thought the angel taking one feather from each her wings and waved them menacingly towards the feet that did not suspect the hell that was about to be unleashed upon them.
However, just as she was about to let her wildest urges take a hold of her, Aelish paid heed to a plate engraved in the wall.
“Those who worship the silence shall know freedom?” Read the angel mentally. “Maybe it means that if I’m quiet I will get out? Now that I think about it, theses bounds seem to lose grip little by little. Oh well, I can be quiet for a bit. Especially if I have Aurelia’s feet to play with while I wait!”

Two exhilarating hours had passed since the set of dungeons echoed with the laughter of Aelish and Aurelia, who had not stopped tickling each other ever since. Anna observed the delicious irony of their ordeal wriggling her own ticklish toes in the air.
“If only they stopped tickling each other for just five minutes the padding would let them out. But I guess some knuckleheads won’t learn unless it’s by the hard way.” Though the all-powerful leader smirking to herself. How long would it take for her minions to realise the key to their freedom?
“Maybe, in another hour I’ll let them talk to each other. See if they actually begin to collaborate...” Her smirk grew wide. “And their final test will be... to give me another foot rub, by their own will.”

A very belated birthday gift for my biddy , where we can see his OCs Aurelia Blue and Aelish tickling each other until they learn how to work together. Judging from their personalities, they aren't going anywhere for a while!

Aurelia, Aelish and Anna are copyrighted by TDonkey.

Funfacts:
-Been meaning to try this scenario for a while. That is, having to girls tickling each other simulatenously...
-...which was way harder than I anticipated. Not only there are not many references for this kind of pose, but I had to revise how to draw profiles since I don't do them much often.
-And yet I see some mistakes here and there.
-The wall was something I added while doodling this picture. At first I was going to have them sharing stocks. But then I remembered TDonkey loves situations where girls have their ankles trapped in a wall or encapsulated in a way that their ticklish feet are left open to the evil hazards in the world.
-First person to draw Aelish tickled! Woop woop!
-Had to re-read some stories by TDonkey in order to remember the name of their leader.
-Seven
-TDonkey actually complained for the previous fun fact, because he claims that seven should always be in the sixth place.

Description
Stares crossed menacingly. Sparks flew in the air. Daggers were shot from two golden suns against a pair of cold sapphire voids. Silence became a palpable element between the two females, until one of them, opened lips painted in red carmine to break the quietude.
“It was all your fault, Aelish” Said a thief with great skills in the art of confiscating goods from strangers, despite her young age.
“I wouldn’t be so sure. I don’t remember being the one freezing my wings. Oh, wait that was you, Aurelia!” Stated back an angel of flaming red curly hair crossing her arms and putting her beautiful visage away in a proud manner.
“That’s why it’s your fault. You got in my line of vision and...” The white-haired robber was unable to finish the sentence. A third presence, pressing and overwhelming spoke in a feminine neutral voice, cutting the still ambience as a sharp knife.
“Enough of this nonsense. You are not children, don’t behave like them” Ordered the third female present in the wide room.
“I wouldn’t be so sure about the angel here, Aelish can get a little unreasonable at times” Commented Aurelia snaring at the woman seated next to her.
“Says the one who keeps insisting on wasting the money given to cover the mission’s expenses in stupid things!” Replied the redhead piercing her companion with her eyes.
“You said you wouldn’t tell a soul!” Complained the thief clad in dark-blue clothes. “Besides, acquiring Talon figures is always a good thing for...”
Patience was not a trait that the young pony-tailed brunette overseeing the banal dispute in front of her blue eyes excelled at, and those two were testing her beyond her limits. She crossed her slender legs, one over the other, accentuated by the long open white dress she wore, planted the palms of her hands over the desk she presided and glared at her useless minions.
“And for your information,” Aurelia and Aelish continued with their argument paying no heed to the angered girl, whose fair-skinned forehead was being tainted by the presence of a throbbing vein by the second “if you walk backwards while holding a cup of coffee there’s a higher chance of you not dripping any of it!”
“What does that have to do with anything?” Asked an annoyed as well as confused angel.
“WILL YOU TWO STOP IT?!” The girls became stiff, suddenly remembering why they had been summoned in the presence of their leader.
Actually, their bodies got stiff and would not answer any order they gave because of an invisible force that controlled them. Before they could say anything, as if moved by a merciless puppet master, two hands armed with ten fingers that presented nails painted in red and blue dug themselves in the smooth skin of Aelish’ armpits. Subsequently, an equal number of digits, no more, no less, but with the different in colour for the nails being golden, did the same in the tender space that lay beneath Aurelia’s underarms. Once placed, the two sets of ten fingers, began wriggling with a mind of their own causing an immediate, double reaction of frenzied laughter.
“AHAHAHAHA, WE ARE SORRYHIHIHIHI!!!!” Cried and laughed at the same time the duo now joined in sisterly ticklish harmony.
“I don’t see any repentance in you just yet. To make sure you’ll behave, I think I’ll let you reflect on the events before you tell them to me. Like serious people.” The powerful SPER, as it was with the power of her mind that she was controlling the duo, sighed. “Aurelia, do you realise that if I make you tickle each other’s feet, yours would be tickled too?”
“Ahaha, your mind-reading powers aren’t fahahahair!” protested the aforementioned.
“How dare you speak like that to our leader...Plehahahase, Miss Anna, allow me to teach her a leheheson!” Suggested Aelish playing the part of the loyal acolyte.
“Really, you are developing something to be worried about, Aelish...” Said back Anna feigning tiredness. Although, in reality, she was enjoying the delicious show being played before her.

After five minutes of ‘reconditioning’ the peculiar duo comprised of Aurelia and Aelish were allowed a rest. Not being freed of their mental imprisonment, though. That would spoil the wonderful idea Anna had in store for them.
Standing on the tip of gentle-looking pale toes that had opal nails, Anna, the leader of the mysterious group named Crispeta Enmillarada walked with delicate and diaphanous steps, which almost produced no sound as she moved, towards a comfortable divan where she rested her gracious young body. The fullness of her dress waved as if they danced in the air. Once she found a position that pleased her, Anna made sure her underlings had a full view of the soles of her silky arched soles and smiled at the thoughts that crossed their minds: in the case of Aurelia she was not surprised about the countless plans she devised in a second to make use of those wondrous feet she had as instruments of lunacy. However, she found quite fascinating that Aelish’ psyche was filled with curious intent towards how it would feel to subdue her superior by exploiting the ticklishness of her foot bottoms.
Anna decided to deliver the finest joke of them all.
“Now, explain how the assignment I gave you did not end as I expected.” She grinned seeing the duo standing up, following her mental commands, and taking each of them a seat at the floor in front of her feet. Their expressions were priceless when their hands moved at them and, against what they expected, began massaging her. “Take all the time you need.”
“Wow, I didn’t know I was able to give massages! What, you too, Aelish? Why don’t you ever give me one?” Asked a baffled Aurelia.
“As if you deserved it...” grumbled Aelish in a low breath. “Besides, how stupid can you be? Mental powers, remember?”
“I said you could take all the time you needed, but my patience has a limit. Begin explaining.” Ordered Anna, stretching her toes in a tempting manner. It was exhilarating to have those predators teased to such primordial level. The frustration she felt from them equalled to the relaxing tingle their fingers rubbing against the soft skin in her feet.
“What for?” enquired Aurelia, “You can just read out minds.”
“It’s a matter of discipline, I want to listen to you.” Replied Anna purring in delight.
“And once we are done will you free us from your magic spell?” Asked Aurelia ignoring the fierce glare Aelish gave her for that uncalled rudeness while addressing the leader.
“Once you are done you will be dismissed, both of you will go to your rooms, will change into comfortable clothing and wash yourselves up, specially your feet. Then you shall wait for your punishment.” Replied Anna nonchalantly.
“We are getting tickled on our feet, aren’t we?” Asked the thief allowing her lack of enthusiasm to be heard.
“Why of course, what else could it be?” Said the brunette back closing her eyes in delight as the duo pressed their thumbs in her prominent arches.
“I don’t know, a reduction in salary, perhaps?” Suggested Aurelia.
“We don’t do this for the money!” Interceded the angel.
“No, because we get none! This is almost slavery...” Commented Aurelia bitterly.
“The more you make me wait, the worse your punishment will get...” Said Anna in a childish teasing tone, almost musical.
“Speaking of punishments: I humbly suggest Aelish to be put at the hole in the wall to have her feet tickled. It’s evident she doesn’t know how to work as a team. Also, since I’m her friend and I worry about her, I eagerly offer myself as the one seeing through her penalty until she learns her lesson.” Said the thief solemnly.
“You just want to tickle me!” Retorted Aelish back.
“Of course I want, are you dumb?” Asked Aurelia with a serious disappointed expression in her face.
“Why are you so obsessed with tickling me?” Demanded to know the stoic angel.
“Because you are so fun to teaseehehehe. NO FAHAHAHAIR!!!” Aurelia began laughing hysterically when a group of fairies appeared out of nowhere, wielding stiff feathers she was unfortunately familiar with and began caressing her whole body, paying special attention to her feet, which were bared and she did not know when had her boots betrayed her.
“Look at what you diHIHIHIHIHID!!!” Aelish shared a similar ordeal, arching her back in utter ticklish despair in fruitless protests to the tickling inflicted in her angelic skin.
“This is going to take longer than I expected.” Said Anna still enjoying the massage she was forcing the duo of laughing sirens to give her.

One hour, if she was to believe what the leader said, later, Aelish found herself in her own room. The sentiment of uneasiness inside should be similar to one captive waiting for their death penalty. The redhead flapped her majestic wings nervously, she disliked being tickled, hence not knowing what the leader had in store for her got her nerves on the edge. Only one thing was for certain: her feet would be the focus of whatever punishment she had devised.
“I should clean them, as ordered.” Despite not being enthusiastic about the idea of offering her ticklish soles in a silver tray, an order was an order. She found with no effort a basin in her chambers, probably left there beforehand by one of the fairies, to fulfil her duty. After removing her boots and socks, she dipped her elegant peds in the water, which was surprisingly warm, and took a hold of a piece of soap that she diligently scrubbed in the absurdly soft skin.
“Stupid Aurelia. I knew working with her wouldn’t do. I had the situation under control. But she had to interrogate all the women in the inn, allowing the objective to run away...” She though angrily; channelling her anger and powerlessness towards the carefree thief.

An hour? Only one hour? Aurelia did not believe it. As if it was the first time mind tricks had been played on her while being tickled just to turn her even crazier. The pale girl rested over her bed, which for once was not frozen, devising all kind of plots to have revenge on Anna.
“Making me massage her soft, cute, adorable and wonderful feet was mean! I can’t believe how twisted she can be! And now she wants me to clean my feet so she can tickle them better? I should just let her feel the sweat in them, see if she likes it...” But Aurelia’s rambling was abruptly cut. After all, she preferred clean feet when tickling fellow ladies. If her fate could not be avoided, at least she could be a bit considerate for her tormenter.
Throwing her boots and socks away, the white-haired girl found a basin she did not know her room was equipped with and put her now bare soles inside. Unfortunately, the water was boiling!
“Too hot!” Complained the girl before pointing at the slick surface of the basin. With her power, the temperature of the fluid dropped... Perhaps more than she anticipated.
Her azure pupil-less eyes opened wide at the realization she had trapped her own ankles in a thick layer of ice that would not budge no matter how hard she tried.
“No! This is all Aelish’ fault! If only she wasn’t that boring, always wanting to do things by the book, the mission would have gone swiftly. My gathering of info was going just fine. But she had to blow it up and had our prey escape. I can’t work with people like her!” Yelled the thief, preparing all short of ticklish plans to be unleashed on the angel’s deliciously ticklish soles.

When did she fall sleep? Aurelia did not remember. The last thing she could recall was her managing to smash open the improvised stocks she had placed her fine ankles into. After that... nothing.
“Maybe it’s time for the punishment?” She thought stretching her limbs. All of her body ached, as if she had been sleeping in a cold stone floor. This would make sense, because when she tried to roll around she found her young body laying on the stony surface of a bland dungeon only illuminated by one magical lamp. There was nothing of interest in said chamber, save for herself, her boots and socks, discarded next to her face and nothing else.
Correction, when she tried to stand up she realised she would have either to lay down or sit, but standing on her feet was out of the question: she was facing a wall as boring as the rest of the cell with one particularity: her ankles went through it and disappeared behind the combination of bricks and cement holding them in place. At least the holes holding her ankles in place were padded. It was a thoughtful detail.
Judging from the coldness she felt at the soles of both her feet, she reached the conclusion that they were bare.
“Which explains why my shoes are here.” Said Aurelia aloud.
As she did, the padding gripped her ankles with more force than before. Or was it her imagination? What was clear is that, she was indeed going to have a bad time: her poor ticklish feet were out there, separated from her, defenceless, left open to anyone to abuse them as they wanted.
Just like the pair of milky soles that sprout from two holes in the wall in front of her.
“What are you two going here?” Asked the thief, whose hands automatically moved towards the inviting and unsuspecting soles and slid a finger in circles at the heel. The reaction was as familiar as priceless.
“Wait a moment...” Muttered Aurelia caressing the feet which began to quiver under her fingertips, making sure her nails did not touch them, it was soon for that. “Where have I seen these two?”
She grabbed the big toes and smirked when seeing a tone of golden only one person she knew would use.
“Aelish’ feet just for me? This is the best punishment evEHEHEHEHEHEEEE!!!” If she felt happy for her discovery, all enthusiasm was robbed from her then the feathery feeling of, well, feathers, was forced with devastating effect on her own ticklish feet.
Feathers? It had to be Aelish! She must be in a situation similar to her, with the difference that she had gotten the upper hand and began tickling before her.
“Two can plahahay this gaahahahahame!!” Yelled Aurelia wildly scrapping the angel’s soles that jumped as much as the padded holes allowed in a pathetic try at escaping Aurelia’s expert fingers.

One minute before, Aelish woke with every muscle in her body sore and cramped from sleeping in a bad position. Particularly in the position of one who had fallen asleep over an even, sturdy and cold stone floor. When she tried to get on her feet to explore the small and simple dungeon, she had to desist seeing that her ankles were swallowed by one of the walls, offering her defenceless bare soles to a cruel world filled with things searching for her laughter.
“No! Not the wall! I hate it when I can’t see what they are doing!” Complained the angel aloud. Her usually imposing voice echoed in the room, foreshadowing the maddening situation that awaited her: once the tickling started her own deranged laughter would accompany her.
“This sucks! This is all Aurelia’s fault! If I had her feet here I’d...” She paused. Apart from her, whose battle armor was nowhere to be seen, and the discarded footwear laying around as a way to mock her, there was another element of interest in the room: two feet protruded from the wall, facing her, wriggling her toes in a sensual way, speaking to her, saying ‘come play with us, tickle us’.
The redheaded angel gulped hard. She needed but one glance to recognise who those feet belonged to: only one person in the world alternated red and blue in her toe nails with such a cute effect. That last part she would never admit aloud. Those feet were none other than Aurelia’s.
Grinning to herself, she bent forward and examined her ‘friend’s’ soles. She did not understand why they fascinated her so much, but seeing them there, so open, unprepared and tapped just for her, filled Aelish with anxiety. She had to tickle them! She wanted to feel the power of controlling them, the tact of the soft skin and the chase as they failed around to no avail. Her only complaint was that she would not be able to see the thief’s reactions.
“One can’t have everything.” Thought the angel taking one feather from each her wings and waved them menacingly towards the feet that did not suspect the hell that was about to be unleashed upon them.
However, just as she was about to let her wildest urges take a hold of her, Aelish paid heed to a plate engraved in the wall.
“Those who worship the silence shall know freedom?” Read the angel mentally. “Maybe it means that if I’m quiet I will get out? Now that I think about it, theses bounds seem to lose grip little by little. Oh well, I can be quiet for a bit. Especially if I have Aurelia’s feet to play with while I wait!”

Two exhilarating hours had passed since the set of dungeons echoed with the laughter of Aelish and Aurelia, who had not stopped tickling each other ever since. Anna observed the delicious irony of their ordeal wriggling her own ticklish toes in the air.
“If only they stopped tickling each other for just five minutes the padding would let them out. But I guess some knuckleheads won’t learn unless it’s by the hard way.” Though the all-powerful leader smirking to herself. How long would it take for her minions to realise the key to their freedom?
“Maybe, in another hour I’ll let them talk to each other. See if they actually begin to collaborate...” Her smirk grew wide. “And their final test will be... to give me another foot rub, by their own will.”

A very belated birthday gift for my biddy , where we can see his OCs Aurelia Blue and Aelish tickling each other until they learn how to work together. Judging from their personalities, they aren't going anywhere for a while!

Aurelia, Aelish and Anna are copyrighted by TDonkey.

Funfacts:
-Been meaning to try this scenario for a while. That is, having to girls tickling each other simulatenously...
-...which was way harder than I anticipated. Not only there are not many references for this kind of pose, but I had to revise how to draw profiles since I don't do them much often.
-And yet I see some mistakes here and there.
-The wall was something I added while doodling this picture. At first I was going to have them sharing stocks. But then I remembered TDonkey loves situations where girls have their ankles trapped in a wall or encapsulated in a way that their ticklish feet are left open to the evil hazards in the world.
-First person to draw Aelish tickled! Woop woop!
-Had to re-read some stories by TDonkey in order to remember the name of their leader.
-Seven
-TDonkey actually complained for the previous fun fact, because he claims that seven should always be in the sixth place.