A twist of fate...
Locking the door behind Trish and the Kat, Lita walked Terri upstairs to the Radicals' dressing room, intent on just dropping her off and heading back downstairs. As soon as Lita opened the door and walked Terri in, Eddie Guerrero sprang from his chair.
"Terri, where have you been? What happened?" Eddie turned his attention to Lita as Terri headed for the bathroom. "What did you do to Terri, essa?"
Lita just turned around and walked off.
"Oye, Lita, come back here... I'm talking to you, essa vato! What did you do to  Terri?"
Walking with a purpose, ignoring Eddie (not like everyone else didn't do the same) as the door latched behind her, Lita headed back downstairs to a storage room, hunting for something special in the dark, dank concrete recesses. Lita went over every inch of the storage room, hunting for an hour before turning up two feather dusters, some fishing line, a brass chain and an old pair of prop handcuffs and stocks from some long-ago-forgotten theatrical production. Before returning to the boiler room, she stopped off in a catering area for some bottled water and next door in the janitor's closet to pick up a mop and bucket. Lita set her things down for a moment to unlock the boiler room door and slip inside.
"Well, Trish, Kat, here you go." Lita tossed a couple of bottles of water to Trish and Kat, but those bottles just bounced off the mat and slid into the corner. Lita then looked up and noticed two very important things: Trish and the Kat were both missing from the room. With a thunderous sound, the door slammed shut. Stacy emerged from behind the door, where she had been hiding for quite some time. Stacy took one step to her right, revealing Tori standing behind her.
"Glad you could make it back down here, Lita. You sure took your time getting down here... and Tori, just look at all these treats she brought down here with her! You know what, if I didn't know Lita here any better, I could swear she was going to put these implements to use with Trish and Kat," Stacy said as she and Tori advanced toward Lita, who retreated a step backward for each step Tori and Stacy took forward. "Not long after you left, a few of the boys came down here to rescue them after you just locked them in this horrible, horrible room. Lita, do you remember walking Terri past Test? Well, she signaled to him that he should go downstairs. You probably had no idea that she was signaling to him; you probably thought she was just fussing with her dress or something. He gathered up a couple of other wrestlers, and they went down to the basement. They got down there, and they heard this furious pounding at the boiler room door. One of them found a janitor with a full set of keys to unlock the door. Trish is with Mr. McMahon right now, as she was supposed to be a hour ago, and Kat went back to the hotel. Stephanie and I were just going to leave it at that and get you back later, but Tori here happened along-"
"I took a little interest in the story they were telling," Tori admitted. "You in the boiler room, forcing Trish, Terri, Kat, Stephanie and Stacy to tickle the hell out of each other... and you didn't even think of including me? From what Stacy was telling me while we were waiting for you, you didn't even think of including yourself. I like a good tickling as much as the next girl, and you don't even want to know where my ticklish spots are? I'm sure you would like to work them over, but that's something for another night. You know, I'd like to find out where your ticklish spots are, and I see you're going to make it easy for us with all these toys you brought down here for us. So, I convinced Stacy that, maybe, we should spring a little surprise on you." Tori and Stacy kept backing Lita up until she tripped over the edge of the mat and fell flat on her back. "And you thought you were the dominant female here? You thought you were going to have all the fun, Lita? Stacy... cuff her."
Lita tried to scramble for her pile of goodies, but Tori cut her off and held her back as Stacy sauntered over and grabbed the handcuffs and fishing line. So enamoured with being in the woman in control and so unprepared to lose that control, Lita did her best to wrestle her way through Tori and Stacy and out the door. She took Tori down a few times, but Tori simply grabbed her by the legs and stopped her, pulling off her shoes and socks in the process. By the time Stacy turned around with the handcuffs and fishing line, Tori had a leglock on Lita. It didn't stop her from wriggling around and struggling to get out of it, but it was keeping her in place.
"Don't just stand there, Stacy... cuff her!" 
Stacy grabbed Lita's arms, pulled them behind her back and snapped the handcuffs onto her wrists.
"Ouch! You put them on too tight, Stacy! Can you loosen them?"
"No, Lita, I'm just going to have to do something to make you lose sight of it." With that, Tori started grazing her fingernails across Lita's bare soles, trying to find the ticklish spots. She hit most of them, but only got a little chuckle out of her, even as she went into the super-sensitive spots deep into her arches. Tori released the leglock to grab the fishing line from Stacy. When she did, though, Lita shot to her feet and scrambled towards the door. Tori dashed towards her, caught her in a bear hug and wrestled her back down to the mat.
"Good thing I got this fishing line... looks like I'm going to have to stop you from moving around so much!" Tori wrapped some of the line around Lita's ankles, then took some more and tied her handcuffs to a pipe running along the wall. Lita wriggled around, but not ferociously; she knew she wasn't going anywhere and was vulnerable to whatever Tori and Stacy wanted to do to her. Now that Lita was securely held into place, Tori and Stacy both grabbed feather dusters and slowly approached the bound diva. Tori took her place next to Lita's right foot, while Stacy stationed herself by her left foot.
"Stacy, why don't you go for it first?"
"No, Tori, I think you should."
"Well, it would actually be more fun if we both did it at the same time... what do you think, Stacy?"
"Sounds like a plan, Tori. On the count of three... one... two..."
"THREE!" Tori was just eager to get to it, twirling that feather duster deep into Lita's bare right arch, causing her to erupt in laughter. A moment later, Stacy went into Lita's left arch with her feather duster, causing Lita to laugh that much harder. She wriggled around, stuck in her bindings, her chest heaving and her ample breasts bouncing up and down as her body was fully engulfed in the torturous laughter that this tickling assault brought with it. She was laughing too hard to plead with Tori and Stacy to stop, not that they were really planning to anyway. The feather dusters kept moving around Lita's bare feet, and she kept right on laughing, gasping for breath as she did. Finally, after a fifteen-minute sensory assault, Tori stopped working her feather duster around and proceeded to snatch the duster from Stacy.
"Let's give her a little break," Tori said. "I don't think she can take this for much longer."
"But Tori-"
"We just want to have a little fun with her, don't we? I say we should let her catch her breath for a minute. Couldn't you use a breather too, Stacy?"
Stacy looked disappointed, but she feigned agreement and sighed as she stood up. "Okay, Tori... I guess you're right. I'm going up to catering to grab something to drink... want anything?"
Tori jumped to her feet and ran to whisper something in Stacy's ear. Lita had no idea what they were saying, but whatever it was made them both giggle like schoolgirls talking about the members of the latest flash-in-the-pan boy band.
"Hey! What in the hell are you two talking about over there?" Lita angrily inquired as she struggled to break the fishing line that tied her handcuffs to the pipe on the wall.
"Oh, it's nothing... don't worry about it. Lita, would you like Stacy to bring anything back for you?"
"Yeah... a damn handcuff key! Or how about a pair of scissors?"
"Oh, now, Lita..." Tori cooed with a softness backed by a great degree of confidence, "what will you do with that? You're still all tied up, and you will be until we say it's time to let you go. Anything else?"
"Okay, how about a Mountain Dew?"
"You got it," Stacy said as she hustled out the door. Tori pulled the door shut and threw the deadbolt behind her, then slowly approached Lita. As Tori reached the edge of the mat, she slipped off her sneakers, getting down to her lovely bare feet and then getting down on the mat, lying on her stomach and kicking her legs up to position her feet in the pose as she positioned herself just in front of Lita's bare feet, letting her captive audience admire her slightly wrinkly soles. Tori gently ran her fingertips down Lita's soles, but Lita jabbed her legs forward in defiance. It didn't make much of a difference, since Lita couldn't really move her legs too far forward. Tori didn't flinch or move, never stopping or even slowing the soft stroke of her fingertips up and down her soles.
"Oh, come now Lita... there's no need to be so hostile. Just because I have you tied up doesn't mean we both can't have fun down here. Stacy was telling me that every now and then, Trish will give you a foot rub and you'll just melt in her hands. I know Trish is busy, but I'm here, and I'd really like to give it a go."
"I don't know where Stacy is getting the information she's passing to you, but I simply appreciate the work Trish puts into a massage, and she is very good at it, but Trish does NOT make me melt in her hands, Tori. I don't see you making me melt with a massage either, and I'd rather you stay the hell away from me right now! Don't you think tying me up was enough?"
"Lita... did it ever occur to you why I would be so eager to get you down here? Sure, tying you up was a bit extreme, but-"
"If you're getting at what I think you're getting at, you sure as hell could have found a better way to make my acquaintance. Stephanie and Trish are a couple of very good friends of mine, but we're not a clique, and you could have just dropped by and hung out with us. Handcuffing me and tying me to a wall wasn't really necessary."
"I just- I just feel like an outsider here," Tori bemoaned as she took Lita's right foot into her hands and started to lightly massage it, gently rolling her thumbs into her arch and around the ball of her foot. Contrary to what she had said before, Lita was just beginning to melt in her captor's hands.
"Maybe because you feel like you have to dominate another person in order to get to know them? I don't know what possessed you to do this, but you can let me go, and we can forget this happened and get to know one another."
"How's this for a start?" While she kept both her hands wrapped around Lita's right foot and maintained the massage, Tori slid her body closer to Lita's and snapped the fishing line that bound her legs with a few determined bites.
"Wow... can I get in on your dental plan?" Lita asked Tori in amazement.
As she slid back toward her previous position, Tori unexpectedly swung her head over and enveloped the "bump" on the inside of Lita's right ankle with her ample lips.
"Uh, Tori... what was that for?"
"Well... just for fun, I suppose." Tori then swung over and gave the "bump" on the inside of her left ankle the exact same treatment. "And that was because I liked it so much the first time. Just relax, lean your head back, take a few deep breaths and enjoy. I'm going to prove you wrong, Lita... you're going to melt by the time I'm done with you."
As Tori slipped back into position, she intensified her massaging action, making smaller and more intense circles on Lita's arches; as she did that, she pressed the heels of her hands in circles around her heels and ankles. After a liberal dose of that, Tori moved on to Lita's toes, grabbing one of them between her thumb and her first two fingers and rolling it around a bit before moving on to the next toe. That was it, Lita thought to herself as she felt the tension and stress throughout her entire body simply melt away... Trish's trick to those awesome foot massages that made her melt as advertised, and not only did Tori stumble onto it, but she was doing it better than Trish, applying just enough pressure to revive her toes all the way down to the bone, but without it really hurting too much.
"Well, Tori, you did it... you really did it. I'm melting like ice cream in the Florida sun."
"That's nice, Lita... but I'm not done. Funny you should mention ice cream... well, I don't want to spoil the surprise. I can wait until Stacy gets back for that part of it, but there's a little something more that I can do right now."
Tori slid closer to Lita's feet, until her face was mere inches from them.
"I've done everything to your right foot so far... so let me give your left foot this little treatment."
All of the sudden, Tori's ample lips were pressed into Lita's left arch, and she was pressing her tongue deep into the arch, licking it all over. Tori really got into what she was doing and let her tongue go crazy, doing its little dance all over that arch. Lita just lay there, surprised and even a little bewildered, but what Tori was doing felt very good and she had no plans to get Tori to stop what she was doing, so she just kicked back, relaxed and let Tori do her thing. Neither of them heard the key turn in the door. The door swung open, and Stacy entered pushing a catering cart.
"Just look at all these goodies, guys... TORI! What in the hell do you think you're doing
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