Natasha in an apartment sitting on a chair in the middle of a call, saying the following as her part of the conversation:
“Oh my god Sunshine, that sounds horrible! Apart from that they didn’t hurt you?”
“Didn’t steal anything from you either? Just the shoes & socks you had on? What a fucking creep!”
“You bet, we’ve been extra tight with security ever since I warned you about them. They ain’t getting in here, I locked up soon as I got in from work.”
“Take care of yourself now, let me know if you need anything, we’ll speak again soo...
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Natasha in an apartment sitting on a chair in the middle of a call, saying the following as her part of the conversation:
“Oh my god Sunshine, that sounds horrible! Apart from that they didn’t hurt you?”
“Didn’t steal anything from you either? Just the shoes & socks you had on? What a fucking creep!”
“You bet, we’ve been extra tight with security ever since I warned you about them. They ain’t getting in here, I locked up soon as I got in from work.”
“Take care of yourself now, let me know if you need anything, we’ll speak again soon.”
She ends the call and takes a big stretch ahead of standing up from the chain and saying: “Now time to change into something more comfortable.” Fade to black, after a couple of seconds (with screen still black), we hear a quick crash & bang sound, then Natasha saying: “Just who the hell are...” then its muffled gag talk as a hand is now over her mouth. Then all goes silent, and a few seconds later we get a picture.
Natasha is back on the chair, now with hands & legs tape tied, and blindfolded. Legs have been placed on a stool (or another chair). She asks what’s going on, how did they get pass the security, what do they want.
Stalker will never answer, and just ignores all her questions and complaints. As POV, will only ever see the ticklers hands/arms (doesn’t matter if male or female), and they start removing their heels, then tickle testing her nylon feet with first fingers, and then feathers. She angerly berates the stalker as a freak creeping on feet. After a minute or so, one nylon is ripped open to fully expose the foot, then the barefoot getting plenty of finger and then feather tickling. She angerly demands they stop tickling, that they’ll be really sorry once she’s loose. Stalker now rips open the other nylon, now moving to give both feet plenty of finger and feather tickling for her attempts at tough talk.
For the remaining time, the stalker rotates how they tickle, mixing and matching using their fingers, feathers, then electric toothbrushes (or similar). Just before time is up, tickler stops and she is catching breath, we get a camera close-up of the feet for several seconds before fading to black. Then, we see Natasha wake up on the chair without her bonds & blindfold, with everything seeming as it was before she napped. She then says: “What a relief, it was only nightmare after having that call with Sunshine.” Then she looks down and notices her heels are gone and nylons ripped. She exclaims: “Fuck no, the tickle stalker has got me too!”
