Chapter 71: Tickle Torture Incontinence Play

“Ugh, ugh…”

Han So-young’s eyes, which had been closed, slowly fluttered open.

Her face was a mess of sweat, drool, and tears.

Normally, or rather, even on the uninhabited island, she paid some attention to her appearance. But right now, she didn’t have the luxury to care about that.

“W-what is this?”

It was because her entire body was bound.

‘I-I can’t move an inch……’

Her hands were tied above her head, exposing her armpits and sides completely. Her lower chest, waist, knees, and ankles were wrapped tightly in ropes, securing her firmly. This persistent binding didn’t allow even the slightest movement. The most serious part was her feet and toes. They were secured with such meticulous care that ropes were tied to each individual toe, preventing even a wiggle.

“Ngh, I don’t like this…”

Her clothes were off too, leaving her chest and vagina completely exposed. And to be tied up so tightly in this state… any strong woman would inevitably feel fear.

“You’re awake?”

Especially when the person with her was a man who intended to get revenge on her.

“W-what is this? This is too much.”

“Too much? We haven’t even started yet.”

Flinch!

Han So-young’s expression stiffened. She remembered the tickle torture that had driven her to unconsciousness.

‘Ugh, if I have to go through that again, I’ll really go crazy…’

Besides, wasn’t she tied up now, unable to resist? She was trapped in this room for a week. What Jinwoo would do during that time was obvious without even looking. Her securely bound feet were a constant worry she couldn’t stand.

“Ugh, i-is it okay? It doesn’t matter to me, but Seonbae will starve to death if you get locked in here?”

“Probably not.”

Jinwoo chewed on some dried meat right before her eyes. Han So-young’s eyes widened. Without realizing it, her mouth began to water. She hadn’t had a proper meal since arriving on the uninhabited island.

“W-where did you get that…”

“Isn’t hunting animals on an uninhabited island a normal thing?”

Aside from the desire to eat it, her face grew paler. Seeing his relaxed demeanor meant he had enough ability to endure. Her only weapon, the room she couldn’t escape from, was useless. No, rather, she had destroyed even the slight hope of escaping if she found an opportunity.

“Ugh, please. Don’t do it…”

She pleaded with a tearful face, but Jinwoo didn’t pay her any mind. He reached out his finger and quickly brushed across her defenselessly exposed armpit.

“Hiyyyyaaaak!”

Just that alone sent shivers all over her body. Sweat broke out due to the tension. Last time, she could at least curl her body or offer some resistance, but now, even that wasn’t allowed.

“If you want me to release the Protect, tell me. Actually, just don’t tell me. I’m honestly curious how long you’ll last.”

Release the Protect? That was tantamount to telling her to die. But if she didn’t, only torture awaited her. She had no choice in the first place.

“Aaaah… W-whatever, I’ll do anything… So please, just spare me that…”

“Seeing your tongue getting longer, you think you can still take it?”

“N-now… Now! Now! Kyahahaha!”

Jinwoo began tickling her armpits with both hands. It wasn’t simple tickling. She had vaguely felt it before, but he attacked the spots she was particularly sensitive to, accurately and persistently.

“Ahahaha! Stop! Stop it! Nnngh! This is really tough! I can’t take it! Uhuhuhuh!”

She shook her head wildly, the only part of her body that was free. But it didn’t even offer the slightest hindrance.

“Ahahaha! No! No! Nnngh! This is really tough! I can’t take it! Uhuhuhuh!”

She never imagined being unable to move would be this agonizing. Han So-young burst into uncontrollable laughter, enduring the feeling that she was going insane. She resented the laughter that burst out regardless of her will.

“Ehehehehe! Stop! Stop it, please!”

“Shut up. Want me to gag you again?”

“Nnngh! Ugh! Kkuhk… Ehihi… Ahahahak!”

Jinwoo’s threat made her try to hold back her laughter, but it was impossible. Just like how one couldn’t control the urge to pee indefinitely, she couldn’t control this physiological reaction.

“Ehehe! Just a little! Nnngh… Just a little break…. Ahaha!”

He poked the uniquely deep part of her armpit, and rubbed it vigorously with his fingers. When she focused her attention on her armpit to endure even a little, he would then tickle her sides relentlessly. Attacking her so diversely made it impossible to regain her senses.

“I’m going crazy! I’m going crazy!”

“Don’t whine over such a little thing.”

“Really! I can’t stand this at all! Ahahaha!”

After tickling her armpits for a while, Jinwoo’s hands finally let go. Han So-young could finally catch her breath.

‘M-my body is all wet…’

She was prone to getting wet anyway. Her fair skin was soaked in sweat, and clear drool trickled from the corner of her mouth.

“Haa, haa….”

The reality that she wasn’t even allowed to squirm her body made it even more agonizing. But as he said, this was just the beginning.

“I haven’t even touched them yet, but your soles are twitching like crazy?”

“Ugh…”

Jinwoo lightly stroked the soles of her feet with his hand. She hadn’t thought anything of them before. She never imagined her defenseless feet would feel so terrifying.

” P-please, leave my feet alone…”

“Why should I?”

“Hiek! Hngh! Aagh!”

Tap tap tap.

Jinwoo’s fingers lightly tapped the soles of her feet. Perhaps because her body was anticipating the tickling, even that slight touch became an unbearable sensation, tormenting her.

“Ehehehe! No! Noooo! Stop! Stop it! Ahahaha!”

Jinwoo tickled the soles of her feet vigorously. Or rather, it was closer to scratching. The continuous stimulation on her soles sent her nerves into overdrive. Touching the sensitive, indented parts was an unbearable sensation.

“Kyaha! Please! Untie me! Just let me wiggle! Kkyahaha!”

What made it even more agonizing was her feet, completely deprived of freedom. She couldn’t even wiggle a single toe. That helplessness drove her even crazier.

“Please! Please! Just let me move a little! Ahahak! Let me cover my feet! Ahahaha!”

Han So-young pleaded, even bursting into tears. She couldn’t even distinguish whether the tears were from the agony or a physiological reaction to the excessive stimulation.

“Nnngh! Haak!”

When Jinwoo’s hands finally stopped, her head drooped. Her soles, which had been tormented relentlessly, twitched with a warm heat.

“Hmm, since I’m at it, I should try some other tools besides my hands…”

It was right after Jinwoo muttered words she couldn’t comprehend. Suddenly, various objects began pouring down from the air. Brushes, scrubbers, toothbrushes, feathers, even a vibrator.

“Ah, uwa…”

She couldn’t even question how such a thing was possible. All that came to mind now was the pain these tools would inflict. Jinwoo held out a tool before her eyes and asked,

“Which one do you want me to use?”

“U… Aww…”

Whatever she chose would undoubtedly be hell. Her eyes darted nervously, but she couldn’t possibly choose anything easily.

“Anything is fine? Then I’ll use them all.”

“Hiek! N-now! Use the feather! Use the feather!” Han So-young shouted urgently. It looked like the thinnest one. Or rather, honestly, she was too panicked to even consider such details.

“N-now! Why are you covering my eyes?”

Jinwoo placed an eye patch over her face. Not being able to see doubled her anxiety.

“Hiek! N-no! Ahahaha! Ehehehehe!”

The feather began tickling her sensitive areas. The sensation was completely different from his hands, even with the soft feathers. It felt like every single nerve was being touched.

‘What is this! I don’t know about this!’

Moreover, Jinwoo didn’t just tickle one spot. Neck, ears, navel, the hollow of her knees, thighs, knees – he targeted places she wouldn’t even think could be tickled. Not being able to see made it even more agonizing, needless to say.

“Haak! Uhuhuhuhngh! S-stop there! Haaahngh!”

Han So-young didn’t know it, but Jinwoo was already seasoned from various play sessions with Hilde and Shin Seom-hwa. He could make a woman cry with just a feather.

“Ahahaha! Stop! Stooooop! Stop that! N-now, the blindfold! Uhuhuhuhngh!”

It didn’t take long for Han So-young’s pleas to escape her lips. The muscles all over her body trembled violently. Her sweat glands seemed to have malfunctioned, spewing out bodily fluids uncontrollably.

“Iihk… Hahak…!”

After tormenting her for a long time like that, the feather was finally brushed away. But as soon as that happened, Han So-young heard the sound of him picking up another object.

“N-now… You said just one!”

“I never said only one?”

“W-what do you mean! Let me go! Let me go! Kyahahaha!”

This time it was the scrubber. The rough scrubber rubbed vigorously against her sweaty soles. It was a harsh stimulation, the opposite of before. Overwhelmed by the continuous stimulation, Han So-young shrieked with laughter.

“Ahahaha! I’m dying…! Just kill me already…! Ahahaha!”

Han So-young wished she could just pass out. But Jinwoo’s exquisite touch didn’t even allow her that. The moment she felt like she was losing consciousness, he would uncannily stop his hands.

‘I-I really think my head is going to break…’

As her soles were rubbed, a hot heat rose. Of course, it didn’t end there. He tickled her soles again with the brush, and then used the toothbrush to focus on the narrow parts.

“Kyaahaha! Hic! Haak..! Hwak…!”

How long did she endure the tickling, unable to resist? Finally, Han So-young wet herself again. Her vagina, though not touched, kept twitching and leaking clear fluid. Well, there was no part of her body that wasn’t moist by now.

“What a piss-wetter? You were like this last time too.”

“Hee… Ihi….”

Han So-young didn’t offer much reply even to Jinwoo’s teasing words. Only then did Jinwoo remove the blindfold he had placed.

“Hmm, your eyes have rolled back.”

Her eyes showed mostly whites, her expression blank and unfocused. Her drooping head and protruding cherry-colored tongue… It resembled that of a woman who had experienced climax to her limit.

“Hey, wake up. I know you’re not completely unconscious.”

Jinwoo pulled her cheek sharply. The stimulation made Han So-young regain a sliver of consciousness.

“Nnngh… P-please… Let me rest… I’m gonna die…”

Her voice was barely audible, as if she had no strength left to speak.

“You want to rest?”

Nod, nod.

Han So-young nodded her head. Seeing this, Jinwoo took something out of his inventory. It was a white pill.

“If you want to rest, swallow this.”

“Hk! W-what is that…”

What was he planning now? Han So-young’s body trembled like a leaf in the wind.

“Shut up and open your mouth? Want me to taste every single tool again?”

Han So-young’s face crumpled as if she were about to cry. In the first place, she had no choice at all. Her mouth opened, and her red tongue stretched out.