Lover and Pet

Azami giggled along with Janet as she heard what the girl said. The rules were up to her to decide? She might as well think of something that's fun... and slightly beneficial to herself, perhaps. It's not that she wanted to win badly - being her lover's pet was really fun, after all. Azami just liked being a bit mischievous in her fights and such, be in on the ring or not.

"Hmm..." the blue haired girl hummed as she thought of the stipulations, before smiling at her lover. "I'm thinking of... a tickle submission match..." she would say. "I guess that's self explanatory..."

Janet wondered what sort of competition Azami was going to choose. Since the Native American girl had left the rules completely up to her, Azami could choose just about anything, from a simple game of Rock Paper Scissors to a marathon twenty-round sexfight. Presumably, the princessâ€s choice would be something that played to her strengths, but Janet was pretty sure that she shared many of those same strengths, so it was unlikely that either one would have too much of an advantage over the other.

When Azami announced her decision—a tickle submission match—Janet giggled and clapped her hands together. “Heh heh heh, tickling, huh? Sounds perfect. So first one to give up is the pet? Iâ€m game for it. You wanna start right now, or do you want to do some more fun pet stuff together beforehand?”

Azam tapped her chin with her index finger to consider Janet's offer. It's been pretty late and she's already spent from their activities. Might as well get this done and have some rest so she could have more fun with Janet tomorrow. However, Janet had now offered Azami a chance to be a little mischievous here as she would get up on her knees to try straddling her lover.

"Well, I guess we can have a little more fun before that..." she lied

When she had sit on top of Janet's belly, Azami would slowly run her hands on Janet's cheeks before trailing them downwards, until she reached the girl's arms.

"Or not!" she would declare with a wicked expression and assaulted Janet's armpits with her fingers! "Haha! Fooled you, didn't I?" she would laugh.

Janet did not resist as Azami swung one leg over her body to straddle her. She giggled as her Japanese lover agreed to have a little more fun before they had their contest. Janet had been hoping that she would say that. She had been having fun this way, and still had a few more things that she wanted to do before the two of them got down to business.

“Ooooh, excellent…” Janet moaned, as Azami began caressing her. The princessâ€s warm hands pressed first against her face, then traced a path down to her arms. Suddenly, however, Azamiâ€s face contorted into a malevolent grin, and Janet found her armpits assailed by probing fingers.

“W-w-w-ha!?! Haha, hey, no way, s-sweetie! No fair!” Janet would scream, grabbing at her loverâ€s wrists and trying to pull them away from her before she was put at too much of a disadvantage.

Azami was having fun with her early start until Janet managed to pull her hands away from her armpit. She giggled and lowered herself to lick her lover's neck in response, while slowly trying to free her hands.

"It's only fair that I get a head start~" she cooed. "You're fresher than me after all..." Azami giggled at her own self justification.

Azami would start biting Janet's neck lightly as further distraction, so she could pull her arms abruptly from the girl's grasps. When she managed to pull her arms free, Azami would try to grab Janet's arms so she could pin them under her knees.

“Thatâ€s not fair at all!” Janet whined, shaking Azamiâ€s hands in faux anger. When the Japanese princess started licking and biting her neck, the Native American girl would let out little gasps, shocked by the all-out assault her lover was launching so early in the contest. She would get her back sooner or later!

“Nnnngh…get off!” Janet cried, but she could do nothing as Azami pinned her arms beneath her knees, leaving her with very few options of how to fight back.

Azami laughed, ignoring Janet's protest as she managed to pin the girl's arms under her knees. She slided herself upwards a bit to expose her lover's belly, before one of her hands would reach back and draw circles teasingly on it. Azami's other hand would lightly scratch Janet's chin as she smiled mischievously at her.

"Don't worry... I'll get off..." she said. "If you can endure 30 seconds of this~" she added, giggling, before her hand on Janet's belly would start tickling the girl mercilessly.

As difficult as it would be to withstand such potent tickle torture, Janet was certain that she could last at least thirty seconds, and get her shot at getting back at Azami. She bit her lip as she was tickled, trying to withstand the tide of laughter that was threatening to wash over her at any moment.

“Heh heh heh…” she chuckled. “Eheheheh…n-no…Iâ€ll b-be able, haha, to last…”

She was thankful that Azami had not gone after her armpits or the soles of her feet with this attack. Getting tickled on the belly was bad, but not as bad as those. Janet thanked her lucky stars that she was of only average ticklishness. Slowly, the seconds ticked away, bringing her closer to freedom…

"You think so?" Azami taunted as she heard her lover's declaration.

Going for the soles were probably already too late for now, and besides Azami planned to attack those spot later on in their contest. The armpits, however, were within her range, and the blue haired girl grinned wickedly at her lover as they reached the last 10 seconds. Azami wasted no time and began to tickle Janet's armpits ferociously, her fingers prodding the girl's skin at will, wanting to made her lover cry from the sensation.

"How about this?!" Azami asked mockingly before laughing wickedly at Janet.

Tears were forming in the corners of Janetâ€s eyes as Azami continued to tickle her. It was only when there were five seconds left that she realized she didnâ€t need to lie there and take this. This thirty-second challenge wasnâ€t a part of their contest! Janet needed to start an offensive of her own, and quick, or else she risked losing the whole thing!

To that end, as the allotted thirty seconds were almost up, the Lakota girl would swing her legs up and try to lock them around her loverâ€s head, pulling Azami down to the bed in a headscissors that, Janet hoped, would leave her wide open for some good old-fashioned tickle torture!