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As the Queen arrived back in the room where Chantelle was allowing the two elf women to explore her ticklish body, Aaliyah asked, "Are you ladies having fun?"
Taken by surprise as their focus was completely locked on Chantelle and the way she moved, the two women shrieked gently and quickly retracted their fingers.
Aaliyah then apologized with a giggle, "Heeheehee, my apologies, I didn't mean to frighten you ladies."
"It's alright," Winter had casually dismissed, only to then say, "I can see the appeal in tickling, now. It IS rather entertaining."

"Yes, it can be just as entertaining for the tickler as much as it is for the willing victim, or the tickLEE, if you will," Aaliyah explained.
"Ticklee?" Winter then questioned, puzzled by this new word to which she was unfamiliar.
"Yes, ticklee," Aaliyah said, knowing that she would have to explain everything in very small steps to these foreigners. But she didn't mind any of these baby steps, especially if it meant more noble characters would come to her kingdom because of these baby steps. She continued, "You see, the tickLER is the one who performs the tickling, the one who wiggles fingernails, feathers, brushes, whatever it may be to tickle the person who is willing to receive those tickles. But, the name for the person who is RECEIVING those tickles is simply 'ticklee.' So, you have the tickler and the ticklee."

The two elves pondered these words, but Sonya questioned, "C-can there ever be multiple ticklers?"
"Oh yes," Aaliyah responded without hesitation. "Some lees, if you will, often LOVE having multiple lers, while other lees only prefer one ler. It's all a matter of taste, a matter of preference. There have even been cases where there are multiple LEES, which may sound difficult for the ler, but some lers are crafty geniuses who have developed tickle machines and such."
"Tickle machines?" Sonya further questioned. Once again, just as before, with each answer came several questions, but both Chantelle and Aaliyah were delighted to have the interest and attention of these lovely elves.

At the end of this question and answer session and once Chantelle was unbound, Aaliyah asked the two women, "Would either of YOU care to try being a lee? Perhaps you have a ticklish curiosity floating around in your brains or on your skin somewhere?"
When asked the question, the two women both went wide eyed and glanced at each other, their expressions remaining otherwise blank. Winter stammered out, "Uh, w-we, uh, um...w-well, uh, we, we don't, uh, really know..."
But before she could stammer out her words properly, Sonya responded, "I volunteer."
Winter whipped her head around to look at Sonya, but the queen responded, "Wonderful! I promise, I will be gentle."

Sonya was a bit lost in direction, so she asked, "Do I... Do I take off my clothing?"
Aaliyah responded in her usual casual tone, "If you wish, my dear. It would make being gentle on my part quite a bit easier, but it IS an option for you."
Sonya started to undo her dress, unsure of what exactly she was doing. She was hoping the queen would direct her more, especially since she just didn't know what to expect. "M-may I leave my bra on?" she nervously asked.
"Of course," Aaliyah responded once more in that casual tone. "Actually, in the castle, it is more highly recommended that you DO leave your undergarments on."
After unbuttoning her dress, removing it and listening to the queen's answer, Sonya was put more at ease. If it was highly recommended to leave undergarments on in the castle, would people still take them off? Were their places outside of the castle where this was not recommended? So many more questions rose in both of the elves' brains.

When Sonya had removed her dress, folded it up and neatly put it on a side chair, Aaliyah then gently instructed, "Now, please make yourself comfortable in the lounge chair. I will bind your feet and ankles."
Sonya obliged this direction, yet nervousness pumped through her heart. Even as Aaliyah gently started binding Sonya, she could sense this nervousness practically radiating from Sonya, yet she continued binding. One foot after another was secured into the chair, followed by one wrists after another. After securing the girl, Aaliyah rested on her knees beside Sonya and placed a gentle hand of her own on the girl's cheek, reassuring her, "It's alright, love. If ever you wish release from this, just say so and it shall be done."

Sonya breathed deeply before nodding her head in acknowledgement of the queen's words. After that, Aaliyah pulled two feathers from a hidden pocket in her dress and held them, one in each hand, between her fingers and her thumbs. "We'll start gently, delicately," she told Sonya in a soft tone.
Aaliyah slowly brought the feathers closer, explaining to the two elven women, "One thing you must understand about tickling... is the build up of anticipation."
As the feathers got dangerously close to Sonya's skin, Aaliyah smiled almost mischievously; the reason for this was because Sonya had let out a gentle whimper from her mouth, which served as its own acknowledgement of Aaliyah's explanation of anticipation.

And as those feathers made contact with the soft skin of Sonya's armpit and belly regions, Aaliyah began brushing them up and down, side to side and in circular motions. Feeling these delicate tickles made Sonya want to burst out with laughter from this... unexpected sensation. She was expecting what she knew tickling to be; painfully forceful as fingers prodded into one's skin. But, what completely surprised her was how gentle and soft these feathers were. It was actually almost enjoyable for this elven woman. Her mouth still fought to hold back laughter, but that struggle was lost when she released the first "Phwa" of air, only to follow it with gentle giggles, "hahaheeheeheeheeheeheehee!"
She could no longer hold back her giggles, nor could she sit still anymore. Her body jerked slightly in her bondage as she instinctively pushed herself away from the feathers, but those ropes and those shackles made it so that she could not go anywhere; in a sense, she started to feel trapped. Her only comfort in this was the queen's words of release, which echoed through Sonya's brain.
Winter had taken careful note of this, especially since Sonya's volume was actually fairly normal and not uproarious like Chantelle's was. Winter was observant of Aaliyah's feathers and of Sonya's reactions, almost as if she were trying to imagine those feathers on her own skin in those exact places, yet an elf's mind was more attuned to accuracy and grace as opposed to imagination.

After a few seconds of this little session, Aaliyah asked Sonya in a tone of mild concern, "How are you handling yourself, sweetie?"
"IhI'm ahalrighight heehee thahank youhoo youhour mahajehestyhee!" was Sonya's simple yet noble response.
"Are you enjoying this or is it too much for you to handle?" Aaliyah would follow up.
Sonya took a moment to consider her words, especially since her brain was being gently racked with tickle sensations. Eventually, she would respond, "Ahactuahallyheeheehee ihit's quite nihice heeheehee!"
This response surprised Winter; not at all did she expect her companion, let alone any elf, to actually enjoy the sensation of physical touch, let alone a usually torturous touch at that. It was unheard of to witness such a thing... yet it very much intrigued Winter.

Minutes go by as Sonya endures this little session before she calls it quits, "Ahalright heehee IhI think I've hahad ehenough, youhour mahajestyhee!"
Upon hearing those words, Aaliyah immediately pulls the feathers away with, "As you wish, my dear Sonya."
She put the feathers back into her hidden dress pocket and began undoing Sonya's bondage, starting with her wrists. When Aaliyah got to the ankles, she looked up and asked Winter, "Would you like a chance to experience this, dear Winter?"

Winter blushed at this, an unusual reaction for an elf, but Sonya egged her on with excitement, "Oh, I think you should experience it, Winter. It's actually a wonderful experience! Go on, get in the chair!"
"Mmmm" Winter hesitated, "I think I'll pass for the moment."
"As you wish," Aaliyah would casually say. "There's no pressure on you to go through this, this is just something that we Hysterians greatly enjoy and value in our lives."
Sonya quickly rose up after her release, made a bit of a stretch and promptly got dressed. As she dressed, she said to Winter, "I'd highly recommend this tickle thing, it's actually remarkable, quite different than how WE'VE come to understand it."
"I can tell," Winter responded with a subtle smile. "You said that it was actually quite nice."
"It IS!" Sonya exclaimed with a smile of her own.

"Anyways, ladies, shall we continue with the tour?" Aaliyah gently interrupted.
"Ah, yes, please carry on, your majesty," Winter had responded with a bow.
"Hm-hm-hmm," Aaliyah giggled out, adding, "As much as I appreciate the gesture, there's no need for formal titles here. I may be the queen, but I am also your friend. You may call me Aaliyah."
"Oh," Winter said, giving a double take to Sonya. "Alright... Aaliyah... please carry on, if you will."
With a subtle bow of her head, Aaliyah responded, "Certainly."

Description
As the Queen arrived back in the room where Chantelle was allowing the two elf women to explore her ticklish body, Aaliyah asked, "Are you ladies having fun?"
Taken by surprise as their focus was completely locked on Chantelle and the way she moved, the two women shrieked gently and quickly retracted their fingers.
Aaliyah then apologized with a giggle, "Heeheehee, my apologies, I didn't mean to frighten you ladies."
"It's alright," Winter had casually dismissed, only to then say, "I can see the appeal in tickling, now. It IS rather entertaining."

"Yes, it can be just as entertaining for the tickler as much as it is for the willing victim, or the tickLEE, if you will," Aaliyah explained.
"Ticklee?" Winter then questioned, puzzled by this new word to which she was unfamiliar.
"Yes, ticklee," Aaliyah said, knowing that she would have to explain everything in very small steps to these foreigners. But she didn't mind any of these baby steps, especially if it meant more noble characters would come to her kingdom because of these baby steps. She continued, "You see, the tickLER is the one who performs the tickling, the one who wiggles fingernails, feathers, brushes, whatever it may be to tickle the person who is willing to receive those tickles. But, the name for the person who is RECEIVING those tickles is simply 'ticklee.' So, you have the tickler and the ticklee."

The two elves pondered these words, but Sonya questioned, "C-can there ever be multiple ticklers?"
"Oh yes," Aaliyah responded without hesitation. "Some lees, if you will, often LOVE having multiple lers, while other lees only prefer one ler. It's all a matter of taste, a matter of preference. There have even been cases where there are multiple LEES, which may sound difficult for the ler, but some lers are crafty geniuses who have developed tickle machines and such."
"Tickle machines?" Sonya further questioned. Once again, just as before, with each answer came several questions, but both Chantelle and Aaliyah were delighted to have the interest and attention of these lovely elves.

At the end of this question and answer session and once Chantelle was unbound, Aaliyah asked the two women, "Would either of YOU care to try being a lee? Perhaps you have a ticklish curiosity floating around in your brains or on your skin somewhere?"
When asked the question, the two women both went wide eyed and glanced at each other, their expressions remaining otherwise blank. Winter stammered out, "Uh, w-we, uh, um...w-well, uh, we, we don't, uh, really know..."
But before she could stammer out her words properly, Sonya responded, "I volunteer."
Winter whipped her head around to look at Sonya, but the queen responded, "Wonderful! I promise, I will be gentle."

Sonya was a bit lost in direction, so she asked, "Do I... Do I take off my clothing?"
Aaliyah responded in her usual casual tone, "If you wish, my dear. It would make being gentle on my part quite a bit easier, but it IS an option for you."
Sonya started to undo her dress, unsure of what exactly she was doing. She was hoping the queen would direct her more, especially since she just didn't know what to expect. "M-may I leave my bra on?" she nervously asked.
"Of course," Aaliyah responded once more in that casual tone. "Actually, in the castle, it is more highly recommended that you DO leave your undergarments on."
After unbuttoning her dress, removing it and listening to the queen's answer, Sonya was put more at ease. If it was highly recommended to leave undergarments on in the castle, would people still take them off? Were their places outside of the castle where this was not recommended? So many more questions rose in both of the elves' brains.

When Sonya had removed her dress, folded it up and neatly put it on a side chair, Aaliyah then gently instructed, "Now, please make yourself comfortable in the lounge chair. I will bind your feet and ankles."
Sonya obliged this direction, yet nervousness pumped through her heart. Even as Aaliyah gently started binding Sonya, she could sense this nervousness practically radiating from Sonya, yet she continued binding. One foot after another was secured into the chair, followed by one wrists after another. After securing the girl, Aaliyah rested on her knees beside Sonya and placed a gentle hand of her own on the girl's cheek, reassuring her, "It's alright, love. If ever you wish release from this, just say so and it shall be done."

Sonya breathed deeply before nodding her head in acknowledgement of the queen's words. After that, Aaliyah pulled two feathers from a hidden pocket in her dress and held them, one in each hand, between her fingers and her thumbs. "We'll start gently, delicately," she told Sonya in a soft tone.
Aaliyah slowly brought the feathers closer, explaining to the two elven women, "One thing you must understand about tickling... is the build up of anticipation."
As the feathers got dangerously close to Sonya's skin, Aaliyah smiled almost mischievously; the reason for this was because Sonya had let out a gentle whimper from her mouth, which served as its own acknowledgement of Aaliyah's explanation of anticipation.

And as those feathers made contact with the soft skin of Sonya's armpit and belly regions, Aaliyah began brushing them up and down, side to side and in circular motions. Feeling these delicate tickles made Sonya want to burst out with laughter from this... unexpected sensation. She was expecting what she knew tickling to be; painfully forceful as fingers prodded into one's skin. But, what completely surprised her was how gentle and soft these feathers were. It was actually almost enjoyable for this elven woman. Her mouth still fought to hold back laughter, but that struggle was lost when she released the first "Phwa" of air, only to follow it with gentle giggles, "hahaheeheeheeheeheeheehee!"
She could no longer hold back her giggles, nor could she sit still anymore. Her body jerked slightly in her bondage as she instinctively pushed herself away from the feathers, but those ropes and those shackles made it so that she could not go anywhere; in a sense, she started to feel trapped. Her only comfort in this was the queen's words of release, which echoed through Sonya's brain.
Winter had taken careful note of this, especially since Sonya's volume was actually fairly normal and not uproarious like Chantelle's was. Winter was observant of Aaliyah's feathers and of Sonya's reactions, almost as if she were trying to imagine those feathers on her own skin in those exact places, yet an elf's mind was more attuned to accuracy and grace as opposed to imagination.

After a few seconds of this little session, Aaliyah asked Sonya in a tone of mild concern, "How are you handling yourself, sweetie?"
"IhI'm ahalrighight heehee thahank youhoo youhour mahajehestyhee!" was Sonya's simple yet noble response.
"Are you enjoying this or is it too much for you to handle?" Aaliyah would follow up.
Sonya took a moment to consider her words, especially since her brain was being gently racked with tickle sensations. Eventually, she would respond, "Ahactuahallyheeheehee ihit's quite nihice heeheehee!"
This response surprised Winter; not at all did she expect her companion, let alone any elf, to actually enjoy the sensation of physical touch, let alone a usually torturous touch at that. It was unheard of to witness such a thing... yet it very much intrigued Winter.

Minutes go by as Sonya endures this little session before she calls it quits, "Ahalright heehee IhI think I've hahad ehenough, youhour mahajestyhee!"
Upon hearing those words, Aaliyah immediately pulls the feathers away with, "As you wish, my dear Sonya."
She put the feathers back into her hidden dress pocket and began undoing Sonya's bondage, starting with her wrists. When Aaliyah got to the ankles, she looked up and asked Winter, "Would you like a chance to experience this, dear Winter?"

Winter blushed at this, an unusual reaction for an elf, but Sonya egged her on with excitement, "Oh, I think you should experience it, Winter. It's actually a wonderful experience! Go on, get in the chair!"
"Mmmm" Winter hesitated, "I think I'll pass for the moment."
"As you wish," Aaliyah would casually say. "There's no pressure on you to go through this, this is just something that we Hysterians greatly enjoy and value in our lives."
Sonya quickly rose up after her release, made a bit of a stretch and promptly got dressed. As she dressed, she said to Winter, "I'd highly recommend this tickle thing, it's actually remarkable, quite different than how WE'VE come to understand it."
"I can tell," Winter responded with a subtle smile. "You said that it was actually quite nice."
"It IS!" Sonya exclaimed with a smile of her own.

"Anyways, ladies, shall we continue with the tour?" Aaliyah gently interrupted.
"Ah, yes, please carry on, your majesty," Winter had responded with a bow.
"Hm-hm-hmm," Aaliyah giggled out, adding, "As much as I appreciate the gesture, there's no need for formal titles here. I may be the queen, but I am also your friend. You may call me Aaliyah."
"Oh," Winter said, giving a double take to Sonya. "Alright... Aaliyah... please carry on, if you will."
With a subtle bow of her head, Aaliyah responded, "Certainly."