Another long day in Equestria had finished. The moon glowed among the stars as the busy lives of all the ponies settled down. Ordinarily, Princess Celestia would be resting in her bed after a hard day’s work, while Princess Luna would take over, overseeing the realm of dreams, but there was something more important that Celestia and Luna needed to settle.

“Admit it, I’m right and you’re wrong!” Celestia smirked, crossing her arms while cocking her head to the side.

“You are not!” Luna huffed, “You would break first under tickling and you know it!”

“Oh please, last week you were practically in tears, begging me to stop brushing your soles.”

“That’s because you never gave me a break in hours! I needed a drink!”

“Or maybe it’s because I’m right?” Celestia grinned, leaning into Luna’s personal space.

“Oh yeah?” Luna raised an eyebrow, “And what about you, sister? You think you’re so tough?” she suddenly shot her arms forward, squeezing her sister’s sides.

“Eeeeheehee! C-Cut it out, Luna!” Celestia giggled, trying to push her away.

Luna looked up and smirked. “Make me,” she chuckled, her fingers sneaking their way into Celestia’s armpits.

“Ahahahack! W-Why you-!” Celestia retaliated by tackling Luna onto her bed, blowing a raspberry on her exposed midriff.

Luna let out a squeal, pushing against Celestia’s shoulders to try to get her off, but Celestia had pinned down her younger sister, her lips continuing to vibrate against Luna’s tummy. Desperate, she reached around Celestia to dig her fingers into her wing pits, finally getting the brief break she needed to strike back.

Each tickle attack prompted the other sister to escalate the situation by either tickling harder or switching to a different sensitive spot. Soon enough, their giddy laughter began echoing out into the halls. Their impromptu tickle fight came to a sudden stop when they heard a frantic knocking at the bedroom door.

“Um...your highnesses? Is everything alright? There seems to be a lot of commotion coming from inside there...”

Both princess’ cheeks turned red, realizing that they had gotten carried away with settling their disagreement, enough to rouse the curiosity of their staff. “Everything is fine! Please return to your post!” Luna quickly spat out.

“Y-Yes, right away, your highnesses!” The guard said, the sound of multiple guards’ footsteps starting to fade away.

“...Perhaps we have some professionals help with this, before it gets in the way of our royal duties,” Luna said sheepishly.

“Of course, I know the perfect place where we can prove that I’m right.”

With a cocky smirk from Celestia and an annoyed scoff from Luna, the two princesses set off outside the castle.

The two made their way to the outskirts of Canterlot. Their destination was a tavern, popular only by word of mouth. All sorts gathered there to drink, celebrate, or grieve. Whether you were a high-class elite, or a scheming con-artist, as long as you followed the rules, you were treated just like everyone else that came inside. Of course, what made the tavern an underground hit wasn’t the drinks, but the secret service that it provided.

Seated at a table near the back were two stallions: a golden earth pony named Flicker Feather, and a white pegasus named Dreamy Daze. The two stallions owned the two rooms in the back of the tavern, which they used as a secret business to carry out a client’s sexual fantasies. Whatever perversions someone had, they could accommodate for.

Once Celestia and Luna stepped inside, they were barely given a passing glance, despite their stature. It was relieving to not carry the burdens and reputation of the crowns they wore. The sisters approached the back table, making Flicker and Dreamy look up in surprise.

“Wow, both royal sisters are here at the same time? Must be asking for something big, huh?” Dreamy chuckled, leaning back in his seat.

“Yes, Luna and I are having a little disagreement, and we would appreciate it if you could help us settle it,” Celestia said as both of them took a seat on the opposite side of the table.

“...And you need one of us to be the test subject in your competition?” Dreamy asked, a hint of worry in his voice.

“No, actually,” Luna shook her head. “Dreamy, Flicker, we need both of you for this, if possible.”

“See, my sister has this ridiculous idea that she can take more tickling than I can,” Celestia scoffed. “We came here so that you could show her just how wrong she is.”

“We understand that you two are experts at this sort of thing, so we would like for you two to tickle us until one of us...” Luna tilted her head, pointing at Celestia with her horn. “...is unable to take any more.”

There was a brief moment of silence as Dreamy and Flicker exchanged glances. Dreamy leaned over to Flicker Feather. “Dibs on Celestia,” he whispered into Flicker’s ear.

Flicker pushed his friend back to his seat. “We would be more than happy to accommodate your request,” He said with a nod. “Give us a moment to prepare, we’ll be with you shortly.”

“Of course. Take all the time you need,” Celestia smiled, poking Luna’s side from underneath the table to make her jolt.

The two stallions kept a cool, levelheaded, professional attitude as they walked into the back. Once they went into one of the rooms, Dreamy let out a squeal of delight, his twitching wings popping open with a pomf.

“...Greatest job ever?” Dreamy asked with a wide grin.

“Greatest job ever,” Flicker nodded.

“Best day of our lives?”

“Best day of our lives.”

“...Bet you a hundred bits I can break Celestia before you break Luna.”

“How about a hundred and fifty?”

“You’re on.”

Once they shook on their deal, the two got to work preparing the room. They debated on what sort of furniture they were going to situate their clients in, and continually expressed their delight about their situation.

“Dreamy, when we started this business, did you ever think that at one point that Princess Luna and Princess Celestia both loved tickling and that eventually we’d be getting the honor of tickling them?”

“I mean, I’ve dreamt about it.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, hopefully Princess Luna wasn’t watching my dreams those nights…” Dreamy said with a shudder.

Flicker chuckled and shook his head. “Only you, dude…”

“Ooh, maybe if we do a good enough job, we’ll get to work over at the castle as royal ticklers!”

“That’s not a real job, Dreamy.”

“Yet. It’s not a real job yet.”

Meanwhile, Celestia and Luna were still sitting patiently at the table, waiting for Flicker and Dreamy to finish the room preparations. They looked around, admiring the friendly ambience of the tavern and its patrons.

“This place is quite relaxing in a way, you know?” Celestia asked, watching the ponies laugh and drink at the bar.

“Yes, it’s a nice change of pace from the hectic lives that we lead every day and night.”

“If only we could do this all the time…” Celestia said wistfully, “Spending some time outside the castle, just the two of us…”

“But I’m having fun spending time with you now,” Luna said, leaning her head against Celestia. “Even if we can’t do this all the time, it just makes me appreciate the times I get to spend with you even more.”

“Oh Lulu…” Celestia smiled, hugging her sister tight.

Luna chuckled, wrapping her arms around Celestia, her sister’s embrace warming her heart.

“...So, how long do you think it’ll take for them to discover your weaknesses?” Celestia asked, her snarky remark breaking the heartwarming mood.

“Oh, about twice as long as it’ll take for them to find all of yours,” Luna smirked.

Before either one could get another playful tease in, Flicker and Dreamy returned.

“Alright ladies, we’re ready for you, so just follow us in.”

Both sisters nodded, standing up from their seats. As the stallions turned around to return to the back, the princesses followed behind. With Celestia behind Flicker and Luna behind Dreamy, each princess leaned down to whisper something to the stallion in front of them when she thought her sister wasn’t looking.

“Go for her toes,” Celestia whispered to Flicker.

“Attack her wings,” Luna said to Dreamy.

Both stallions gave an amused smirk. It was always a bit surprising to not see Celestia and Luna act with the grace and dignity they were expected to show in public, but also comforting to see the playful and mischievous side they had.

The four entered the room that Dreamy and Flicker had prepared. They gave the princesses a quick tour of the room and what they had set up.

The left side of the room had two pink, cushioned bondage recliners. The seats were built so that victims would be able to lean back at a comfortable angle, with extra padding at the top to rest their heads against. There were also two extensions on the sides meant to secure the arms in an outstretched position. Several straps dangled down the sides to restrain the arms, legs, stomach, and chest if needed. At the end of the seats were stocks, the holes for their feet were cushioned so that thrashing about wouldn’t cause discomfort or pain. At the top of the stocks were little rings meant to tie string around to prevent wiggling toes.

The wall on the right was mostly shelves and labeled drawers to store various equipment and toys. On the shelves were lotions, oils, and potions, meant to relax and soothe or increase sensitivity to varying intensities. Back scratchers, hairbrushes, and wartenberg wheels stood upright between some of the bottles for quicker access.

Although some tools were on display on the shelves, the majority of tickle instruments were kept in the drawers. One cabinet was dedicated to brushes of all sorts: toothbrushes, hair brushes, paint brushes, scrubbing brushes, even makeup brushes. All of them organized by both type and size. The other cabinets housed the other tools, like a variety of feathers. While a few were from various birds, a majority of them were pegasi feathers, donated by very satisfied clients. The other drawers held vibrators, both wands and pills; rope and string, if extra restraint was needed; and blindfolds, gags, and ear muffs of multiple sizes, for sensory deprivation.

In each corner in the back of the room was a king-sized bed, used for either another location to tie someone to, or for resting if a client was too tired to make it all the way back home.

Once the princesses got a good look at everything the room had to offer, Dreamy started to dim the lights, giving the bright room a more sinister atmosphere.

“This is impressive work!” Luna smiled approvingly. “You two really went all out for this…”

“You guys really know how to decorate a room,” Celestia said with a wink. “Just looking at some of this stuff is giving me chills.”

“Aheheh...I’m glad you appreciate the effort we put into all this,” Dreamy laughed sheepishly, starting to blush.

“Alright, this competition should be fairly simple, first one to beg for mercy loses and gets punished accordingly. The safe word is going to be ‘peaches’, understood?” Flicker explained.

“Did you get that, Lulu?” Celestia smirked, “I think it's an easy enough word for you to say when you give up.”

“Of course, Tia. I’ll make sure to remind you of what to say when you’re too much of a giggling mess to get it out.”

“Now, before we get started, did you want to do this with clothes on or off?” Flicker asked, keeping a straight face.

“We wouldn’t mind stripping down for this. We think it’ll be a lot more fun if we were naked,” Luna nodded.

“Of course, it might take a while if we took off our clothes all by ourselves, would you mind helping us out?” Celestia teased, shaking her hips side to side.

Pomf!

“...Shoot.”

With the help of Flicker and a very embarassed Dreamy, Luna and Celestia were stripped naked, their long flowing dresses were neatly folded and placed on the beds along with their lace bras and panties. Their crowns and royal regalia were delicately put on the pillows.

The princesses were then put onto the recliners, staying in position as the stallions strapped down their wrists, elbows, and knees. The stocks closed around their ankles, locking them tight with a key. Just so the sisters couldn’t interfere with each other, a magic-nullifying ring was placed on their horns.

Luna turned her head to face Celestia. “Ready to lose, sis?”

“I don’t know, are you?” Celestia snarked back.

With all the preparations made, all four ponies were ready to begin. Flicker stood in front of Luna’s soles, while Dreamy took his place in front of Celestia’s. Dreamy and Flicker looked at each other and nodded. With a wager made by all four involved, the competition had begun.

The two decided to start with some light tickling, testing all the sensitive spots to see the variety of reactions that their curious fingers would elicit. Dreamy and Flicker started out with the feet. They couldn’t help but admire the massive size of their soles, easily eclipsing the size of their own feet. Using only their fingers, they began lightly skittering up and down their soles, watching their feet curl and their facial expressions change and paying attention to both the volume and intensity of their laughter.

Luna steeled herself, her feet curling up as Flicker’s wiggling fingers moved up and down. Her breath started to get heavier, trying to keep her focus on not laughing. Her hands balled up into fists, her wrists rotating as her feet curled up.

Celestia, however, immediately burst out into a fit of giggling. The competition was to not beg for mercy and say the safe word, not try to go as long as you can without laughing. Why not enjoy it? Her toes wiggled happily, as Dreamy’s fingers started to poke the balls of her feet and heels.

“Tch! R-Really sis? H-how do you expect to win if you’re l-laughing already?”

“Ohohoho, lighten up, Luna! I’m just enjoying the warm-up! Heeheehee!”

The two stallions continued to tease their feet. Dreamy’s fingers skittered up and down the white soles, trying to see which spots were the most ticklish. His wings fluttered as Celestia’s delightful laughter filled his ears. Whenever he found a spot that made Celestia squeal, he knew that was a sweet spot, and would stay on it just a little while longer before he tried to find another one.

Flicker, however, was more focused on getting Luna to crack. He couldn’t win the wager if Luna wasn’t laughing. Flicker’s testing got more intense, his fingers focusing on what spots made Luna grin wide, her pupils shrink, or her feet wiggle. Once he found those spots, he increased the intensity.

Despite all the focused tickling, Princess Luna refused to laugh. Not that she didn’t want to, far from it, but she refused to let the light teasing be the thing to break her.

Of course, this gave plenty of opportunities for Celestia to taunt in between her giggling fits.

“Eeheeheehaha! Stihihill putting up the tough girl act, Luna? You knohohohow thahahat won’t lahahast long!”

“S-shut...up! Agh!”

Dreamy and Flicker continued their work, focusing their fingers more on their suspected spots, just to confirm their suspicions. Eventually, Dreamy discovered that Celestia’s arches and soles got her giggling the loudest, while Flicker found Luna had the biggest reactions when he scratched in the center of her sole and at the ball of her foot. Soon, they had tested the ticklishness all over their respective princess’s feet, all except their toes.

Dreamy walked his fingers up Celestia’s soles, before moving up to her curled toes. Using his index fingers, he began to make little circles on Celestia’s toes, listening for reactions, before moving down the stem of one toe and up to the next one.

A steady stream of giggles left Celestia’s lips, her cheeks turning red as her twitching toes were teased.

Flicker, determined not to lose, increased his tickling intensity. With one hand, he held Luna’s toes back on the right foot. With the other, he started raking his fingers down the stems of her toes, feeling the force of Luna’s toes trying to push back on his hand.

Luna started to sweat. She knew that once she started laughing, she wouldn’t be able to stop, but the way Flicker’s fingers continued to hit the same sweet spots over and over was just enough to crack her. “Ahahahaha! M-Mohohohore!”

“I knew it!” Celestia laughed, pointing to Luna with her bound hand. “I knew you wouldn’t lahahahast!”

“Sohohoho what?” Luna said through her giggles. “I-I’m stihihihihill gonna win!”

Now that Luna was finally laughing, Flicker wasn’t about to let up. Now that he knew the stems of Luna’s toes were a hot spot, he never strayed away from that area, keeping Luna’s toes wiggling and curling.

Dreamy was perfectly content playing with Celestia’s big feet, his fingers skittering up and down Celestia’s arches. As tempting as it was to just bury his muzzle into her soles and just stay like that for the rest of the night, there was a competition he had to win.

“Hahaha! I-Is that all, Dreamy? Y-You can do b-behehetter than thahahat, can’t you?”

“Eeheehee! M-Maybe Tia couldn’t take much more of t-this...buhuhut I cahahan, Flicker!”

Dreamy and Flicker exchanged a glance and a smirk. With all the goading they were getting, who were they to say no? They started whispering to each other, trying to agree on the best way to up the intensity. Their quiet conversation was short, as they quickly decided what to do next. They began walking past the stocks, moving up their respective princess’s body.

There were plenty of spots past the ankles that needed to be tested. It’d be foolish if they only focused on the feet.

Dreamy’s wings popped open intentionally, the feathers at the end of his wing tracing up Celestia’s leg to her butt. It took some concentration, but he began tracing the feathers around her cutie mark.

Celestia grinned when he saw Dreamy’s wing unfurl, starting to giggle in delight as the soft primary wings began making circles on her flank. “Ohohoho, you teeheeheeheeaase!”

Flicker used his fingers to go up Luna’s legs, before giving her hips a squeeze. He didn’t have the advantage of built-in tickle tools like pegasus wings, but he made up for it with his intensity.

Luna jumped in her seat, the sudden transition from light teasing to sudden squeeze catching her off guard. What started out as a long squeal quickly turned into hysterics as Flicker dug his fingers into her thighs. “Eeeeee! Nooohohoho! Yehehehes!”

Flicker smirked, feeling like he was making good progress in breaking in his princess. He debated on going to the other side of the room to grab a brush or two, but decided to continue testing with his fingers, then once he knew where to strike, he’d bring in the tools. He squeezed Luna’s sides, moved his hands up a few centimeters, then gave her another squeeze.

Luna kept on jolting in the recliner, each squeeze making her laugh in short bursts. “AHAHA! YEHEHES! THAHAHAT’S IT!” She looked down, waiting in anticipation for Flicker’s next attack, squealing in delight when it happened.

Dreamy moved onto Celestia’s midriff, his fingers idly moving around the bare skin. One hand was drumming on her sides, the other hand’s index finger was busy circling around Celestia’s belly button.

“Heeheeheehee! Dreeaamy…This is fun and all, but I cahahan take a lot moOOOORE! AAAHAHAHAHA!” Celestia’s playful whining was quickly interrupted when Dreamy suddenly sucked in air, blowing a raspberry right on her navel.

Dreamy lifted up his head, giving Celestia a cocky smirk. “Oh, I know,” he said, giving her sides a squeeze to make her jump like her sister. “I’m just figuring out how to play with you to make you really squeal.”

Both stallions were starting to get a good idea of what methods were effective, but it would take a lot more testing to find the best ones. Which techniques made their princess laugh the loudest, thrash the hardest, and blush the heaviest? How much would it take to get their tickle-loving victim to break? Could they even be broken?

Well, if they couldn’t, then they’d just be tickling the princesses until the sun had to be raised, which is still a pretty good deal. But the testing wasn’t over quite yet, there were still a few more spots that they had yet to test.

Flicker moved from Luna’s sides to her chest. He started off walking his fingers up her ribs, poking and prodding at the open gaps, stopping just below her armpits. He walked his fingers back down to the bottom of her ribs. Instead of going back up, his fingers wandered underneath Luna’s bare breasts.

Luna was handling the teasing rib treatment well enough, Flicker’s techniques earning him a steady stream of laughs and a few tears. It’s when he aims for her breasts that Luna gasps in surprise, her blush getting stronger. “AHAHA! W-Wait! Waaaiiit! Oohoohoo!”

Flicker chuckled, shaking his head. “Hmm...No, there’ll be no waiting. I’m going to see just how ticklish your titties are…” His fingers started moving around her breasts in a symmetrical fashion, testing the overall sensitivity. The giddy squeal that Luna made once he got to the nipples satisfied his curiosity.

Dreamy remembered Luna’s advice to him before they walked into the room. It was pretty difficult not to notice that both princesses had their wings unfurled. There was a good reason why they had decided not to tie their wings together. Dreamy ran his hand through the white feathers, feeling the soft primaries brush against his fingertips, until he reached the base of her wings.

Celestia’s body stiffened up for a brief moment. “Ohohohoho Nooohohohoho! Nahahahat the wiiiiings!” she yelped, her body shaking as she tried to flap her wings away from Dreamy’s fingers.

“Aw, don’t be like that, Celestia. They were stretched out for so long, you were waiting for me to tickle them for a long time, weren’t you?” Dreamy grinned, his fingers tapping at the top of her wings like he was hitting piano keys.

Flicker moved up to Luna’s armpits, alternating between slow teasings and harsher scribbles in the center of her pits to see what was more effective. “Oh, Luna...Don’t think that I didn’t notice how wet you’ve gotten. I’m quite surprised, we haven’t even gotten to the good stuff yet…I wonder how long you’ll last...”

Luna felt a shiver go down her spine with Flicker’s remark. She wasn’t going to deny her arousal from the tickling, the promise of even more to come gave her chills. She looked over to Celestia to see how well she was doing. Part of her was hoping that she’d give up so that she could win, but part of her also knew she would hold out, giving Flicker the opportunity to give her even more ticklish bliss.

“Ooh, Celestia, I can’t believe how soft and fluffy and ticklish your wings are!” Dreamy cooed, his fingers going from her wingpits to the wingtips, his fingers wiggling the entire time. “I bet you looove it when I tickle your wings like this, don’t you?” he teased, going back to Celestia’s wingpits, his fingers scratching at the hollows near her back.

“Eeeeheeheehee! Yehehehes! It tihihihickles sooohoho much!” Celestia squealed, nodding. The way Dreamy so cheerfully and enthusiastically teased her body with both his fingers and his words made her squirm in her seat. She hoped that Luna wasn’t about to give up, because she certainly didn’t mind this treatment lasting all night long...

“Oh, and before I forget…” Dreamy said, his fingers skittering into the hollows of Celestia’s armpits, lightly scratching the exposed skin. His pinkie fingers started tracing down her arms to her ribs, the other fingers trailing behind.

“HAHAHAHAAAH! YAAHAHAH!” Celestia’s hands curled up into fists, her body lifting off from the seat and rattling the chair as she tried to lower her arms, her laughter briefly hitting a new high as a few tears run down her cheek.

“Gotta make sure your pits are ticklish! Looks like they are, so that’s good! Now...I wonder...what about here?” Dreamy said in a lower voice, his fingers wiggling underneath her bouncing breasts.

There was a sudden, shaky gasp from Celestia, the tips of her wings twitched. Soon, she slipped back into her giddy giggling, a mix of laughter and moans coming out of her lips. “Oooohoohoohoo! Ah...Eeheehahahaha!”

Meanwhile, Flicker goes to Luna’s exposed wings. “Ah, silly me. How could I have forgotten your wings?” He said, digging into the wingpits. “You know, I’ve found that for Dreamy and our other pegasus clients their wings are one of their most ticklish spots. It seems to be true for Celestia, but what about you?”

“BWAHAHAHAHA!” Luna’s wings start to twitch, giving deep belly-laughs as her body starts to shake, rattling the stocks.

“Heh, seems so!” Flicker chuckled, ruffling Luna’s feathers with his fingers. “I can’t imagine what it would feel like to have a brush or two run through these things, but I bet you can, right? You’d love to have that happen right now, hm?”

“YAHAHAHA! PLEEHEEHEEHEEHEASE!” Luna gasped, her stiff wings trying to flap. Through her clouded thoughts, she tried to imagine what kind of brush Flicker was talking about.

It took a bit of testing, but Flicker and Dreamy finally had a good idea what worked the best. Now that they knew what tickles made their respective princesses tick, it was time to have some real fun.

Flicker went to the other side of the room, opening up the various drawers. Armed with the knowledge of Luna’s most ticklish spots, he had to pick the right tools for the job. A couple wartenberg wheels, a few paint brushes, toothbrushes, and hairbrushes, a ball of string, a handful of pill vibrators, a roll of tape, and a bottle of sensitivity oil would do nicely for a start. If he couldn’t break her with all of this, he could always go back and get some extra help.

Dreamy, however, stayed near Celestia, returning back to her feet. He was unable to help himself, pressing his cheek against her large feet, rubbing his face up and down her warm soles. “Aaah...so big, so soft, so warm...so ticklish…” he sighed happily, his hand idly skittering down Celestia’s other foot.

With Flicker busy preparing, Luna took the time to catch her breath, trying to rub her tingling soles with the tops of her feet. “You know, it’s still not too late to back out, Tia. It’s only going to get worse from here.”

“For you, maybe,” Celestia giggled, “I’m certain that I can take whatever comes my way.” She looked over, seeing Flicker starting to return with all the tools he grabbed. “Ooh, you might wanna say the word now while you still have your breath.”

“Hm...what to do with you first...” Flicker said to himself, placing all that he gathered on the floor. “Ah, of course,” he smiled, picking up the string. “Can’t have you wiggling around with what I have planned.” He took the string and got to work, each cut wrapped around the ring on top of the stocks and around one of Luna’s toes. Her big toes were not only tied back, but tied together. Once he was done, he offered the ball to his friend. “You need string, Dreamy?”

“Nah, I’m good,” Dreamy sighed, barely paying attention. Celestia’s soles just had a comforting warmth to them that Dreamy found absolutely irresistible. He only took his cheeks off just to give her soles a kiss.

Flicker playfully rolled his eyes. If he was going to spend his time pampering Celestia’s peds instead of torturing them, that was fine. He’d have no one to blame but himself for losing out on a hundred and fifty bits. He had to keep working on breaking Luna. Flicker started rummaging through the pile, trying to decide what to use next.

Dreamy wasn’t planning on spending the whole time resting his face against Celestia’s feet, though he wished that he could. It didn’t mean he was going to stop giving them attention, however. He managed to pry his cheek off her sole, getting a little more focused on his mission. Similar to before, his fingers started skittering up and down Celestia’s arches. “Ooh, I can’t help myself! Your big feet are just irresistible, Celestia!”

“Ohohohoho, y-you teeheeheeheease!” Celestia giggled, her feet trying to bat Dreamy’s hands away. Her laughter had a lot more squealing to it than before. She was barely able to keep her eyes open, tears started to drip down her blushing cheeks.

“Oh? But you looove the teases, don’t you, Celestia? We already know you both love being tickled,” Dreamy grinned, his fingers wiggling against Celestia’s wiggling toes. “But the little teases are what really drive you wild, aren’t they?”

Celestia’s ears suddenly folded to the sides of her head as Dreamy spoke. She may have been stripped, tied up, and tickled silly, but those words were what made her feel exposed and vulnerable.

Flicker picked up the oil and a paintbrush. He already tied Luna’s toes back, it’d be foolish to not exploit that. He started to pour the contents out onto Luna’s toes, letting it drizzle down. Then, in order to not get his hands affected, started to spread it out with the paintbrush.

With her toes tied back, Luna was helpless as Flicker dragged the bristles down her feet. The oil worked quick, the light brush strokes that only made her giggle now elicited giddy laughter when the brush went over her now oily soles.

Once Flicker had covered Luna’s feet with the sensitivity oil, he picked up the spiked wartenberg wheel. With the brush idly stroking between the toes on Luna’s left foot, Flicker took the wheel to Luna’s right heel, rolling it up to the ball of the foot, then back down to the heel.He didn’t test the tool out on Luna’s feet before the oil was applied, but he had a feeling that her reaction wouldn’t disappoint.

Luna let out a high-pitched squeal as the little spikes dug into her sole. The conflicting sensations on each foot, made her shake her head around as her toes tied desperately to curl up in defense. “GAHAHAHAHA! YEHEHEHES! MOOOHOHOHORE!”

“A-kitchy kitchy koo…” Dreamy teased, rubbing his muzzle against her arches as his fingers focused on the balls of her feet. “Your laugh is just so adorable...I could listen to your laughter all night long!” he said, snagging a paintbrush from Flicker’s pile.

“Hey! No stealing!” Flicker protested.

“You have two hands, and you brought four paintbrushes,” Dreamy countered, before turning back to Celestia’s feet. He twirled the paintbrush between his fingers, before sweeping it underneath her toes.

Celestia gasped, the sensation of the soft bristles was a much-needed change from Dreamy’s fingers. “Wahahahahaha! O-Oohoohoohoo that really tihihihihckles!” Her toes started to wiggle and curl, trying to trap the brush, to varying levels of success. Whenever she did manage to interrupt Dreamy’s strokes, he’s just use his other hand to scratch at her arch, making her toes spread out and twitch just long enough for the brush to escape.

“Ooh, and your toes...it’s sooo sexy the way you wiggle them. Especially since you know they can’t escape the tickles!” Dreamy chuckled, going a little faster with each horizontal swipe. He’d occasionally pinch one toe to make sure it wouldn’t wiggle as the brush focused on tickling the space underneath and between.

As the brush explored between her toes, Celestia let out more moans of pleasure mixed in with her hysterics. Her wings slowly flapped, her toes began wiggling faster, as if to entice Dreamy to give her more tickles.

“You want more, hm?” Flicker gave Luna a cocky smirk. It was difficult thinking of a way to get the masochistic Luna to concede, but he had an idea that might work. “Alright, you naughty princess, I’ll give you more, but only when you tell me to, and you have to address me as ‘Master Flicker’, understood?”

“YEHEHEHES!”

“Yes, what?”

“YEHEHEHEHEHES, M-MAHAHASTER FLICKER!”

“That’s more like it…” Flicker chuckled, switching out the paintbrush for the electric toothbrush. With a press of a button, the toothbrush whirred to life. Flicker grinned as he brought the vibrating bristles right underneath Luna’s helpless toes, letting it slowly run across.

Luna would’ve leapt out of her seat if she could. Despite the rattling of the stocks and her own laughter, she could still distinctly hear the buzzing of the toothbrush against her defenseless toes. “YAHAHAHAHAHA! T-TIHIHIHICKLE ME MOHOHOHORE, MASTER FLICKER!”

Dreamy tucked the paintbrush behind his ear, his wings starting to flap in excitement. “You must love getting pedicures, don’t you Celestia? Your big feet are just so soft and smooth, perfect for tickling,” Dreamy grinned, planting a kiss on each toe, sucking and nibbling the big toe when he got to it.

Celestia could only respond with a steady stream of giggles, her wiggling big toe rubbing against Dreamy’s tongue on occasion. It may not have tickled as much as before, but it still hit the right buttons.

After Flicker had slowly run the brush underneath all of Luna’s toes, he decided to comply with Luna’s request. He turned off the electric toothbrush for now, and walked past the stocks. But instead of taking action, he merely stood there, staring at Luna’s naked body.

Luna quickly caught her breath, but soon found herself staring at Flicker in silence while Dreamy toyed with Celestia’s toes. “...Mast-” The moment Luna started to speak, Flicker lunged forward, squeezing her thighs. “HEEEE! EEEHEEHAHAHAHA!” She yelps, trying to leap out of her seat.

“Oh, but I can’t forget the rest of your sexy body!” Dreamy moved past the stocks, his fingers dancing on Celestia’s belly. “Whooo’s a ticklish princess that loves the tickles on her tummy?” he teases, taking the brush and circling it around her navel.

“EEEHEEHEEHEEHEE! M-MEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!” Celestia squeals in delight, unable to stay still in the recliner. Her laughter is constantly interrupted by gasps for air, moans of pleasure, and little whines from Dreamy’s teasing.

“Heehee, you’re blushing so hard! The color of your cheeks reminds me of a fruit...what was it? Blackberries? Strawberries? Oh! Raspberries!” Dreamy suddenly dips his head down, pressing his lips against Celestia’s navel and buzzing.

Celestia throws her head back in hysterics the moment Dreamy’s buzzing lips sends a ticklish wave across her stomach. “BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA! N-NOHOHOHOHO!” Celestia was having the ticklish time of her life, but the constant verbal teases and playful pampering got her flustered. She hoped that she could last longer than Luna, at the very least.

Flicker picks up the remaining two dry paintbrushes, wielding them in both hands. He uses one of the brushes to trace up Luna’s inner thigh, right up to her wet pussy, where he gently grazes her clit with the soft bristles.

Luna gasped, her body tingling all over. “O-Ohohoho...M-Mahahahahaster Flickerrr! Aaaahaahahaaaahngh!” Whatever concentration Luna had before was shattered, her moans getting louder the more Flicker stimulated her.

“Ticklish down there, too? Perfect...I bet it feels good, doesn’t it?” Flicker said, slowing down his pace to a complete stop. “Too bad I won’t let you cum...yet.”

“W-W-What?!”

“You heard me. I know you want to cum so badly, you naughty tickleslut. But I’m not going to give you that satisfaction, not unless you say ‘peaches’ and surrender,” Flicker chuckled, using both brushes to circle her nipples.

Luna let out a whimper, before going back to her giggles. She wanted to cum so bad, and yet she knew if she did, Celestia would win, and she would hold that victory over her for who knows how long. She couldn’t bring herself to surrender to her lust. Not yet.

Author's Note

Aaaand now you get to decide who loses!

Oh, not by voting, the story's already done.

Just go click on which princess gets punished.

If it's not obvious, Here Comes the Sun is Celestia's punishment, Fly Me to the Moon is Luna's punishment.