Zacky's Torment

Zachary Baker, who also went by the stage name of Zacky Vengeance, felt as if he was trapped in a nightmare that he could not wake up from. While his laughter sounded merry and captivating - in actually, he was suffering from unbelievable torment. For what seemed like ages, the five girls who had captured him were very relentless with tickling the soles of his feet - which were very ticklish. In spite of the passage of time, the tickling sensation was just as unbearable as it was when the girls started tickling his feet.

Finally, just as he felt as if he would lose consciousness, his torment finally came to an end. Zacky took in a deep breath, as he felt very light-headed and dizzy - and there was still tingling in the soles of his feet.

“Well, Zacky, how are you feeling?” Girl Three asked, gently.

“Wow, you girls really did a number on me,” Zacky replied, as he chuckled a little. In spite of the torture that the girl had subjected him to, he felt no grudge towards them. Inwardly, he knew that they did not have any malicious intent towards him - even if they did take sadistic pleasure in tickling his feet. “I suppose you want me to tell you about the upcoming Avenged Sevenfold album, now - right?”

“Yes, if you don’t mind,” Girl One replied, in a friendly voice.

“Well, I’m afraid if I decide not to tell you, then…” Zacky started to say. He smiled gently, and replied, “Okay, here goes. This is what our next album will be like.”

The girls listened with rapt attention, as Zacky explained to the girls of what they could expect. When he was done, he asked, “So, how’s that?”

“Oh, Zacky, thank you so much,” Girl One commented. “We promise to keep it to ourselves. We won’t go posting what you told us online.”

“That’s correct,” Girl Five added. “You do have our word, Zacky.”

“Well, I really do appreciate that,” Zacky replied, softly. “Now, would you be so kind as to untie me from this board?”

“Certainly, Zacky,” Girl Three replied, as she reached for a pocket knife. She cut the rope open, as she added, “So, you aren’t mad at us?”

“In all honesty, no,” Zacky replied, smiling warmly. “I mean, you did put me through a lot of torture - but not of the… Well, I understand that you did not mean to cause me any real harm. You maybe just, uh, had a little too much fun with my feet.”

“You need help getting up, Zacky?” Girl Four asked, as she extended a hand.

“Uh, yes, thank you,” Zacky replied, as he reach out to grab Girl Four’s hand. “Also, do you… Uh, do you mind putting my socks and shoes on for me?”

“Sure,” Girl One replied, as she reached for Zacky’s shoes and socks.

“And, please, don’t tickle my feet no more,” Zacky added, softly.

“I won’t,” Girl One replied, with sincerity. “Promise.”

“I really should be heading home, soon.” Zacky explained, gently. “I don’t know exactly how long you spent torturing me, but… Well, I really need to get my beauty sleep.”

“So, Zacky, do you absolutely hate being tickled on your feet?” Girl Four asked, in a near whisper.

“Well, I didn’t entirely hate it,” Zacky admitted, softly, “because… because… Well, endorphins.”

“I see,” Girl Three replied, softly. “I suppose we, uh, better get going.”

“Oh, no, you don’t!” Zacky protested, in a mock angry voice. “You girls are not leaving me until after… after you all give me a hug.” With that, Zacky smiled.

Within about ten minutes, Zacky had given each of the girls a hug and said their last good byes. He watched on, as the girls stepped out of the abandoned warehouse.

“Fan girls!” Zacky muttered, as soon as the girls had all left. He then smiled slightly, as he thought of what an interesting night he had.

As he stepped out of the warehouse, he hoped that the girls would all keep their word to not spread the information around. After all, he still had several million other fans to torture for just a little longer.