Lilith

A good 200 years ago, she was prideful, and full of evil and malice. But now? She's just tired. She wants out. She wants to be spared, forgiven, if it would mean that this infernal punishment would end. Over the decades, her mind, and spirit, has broken, reformed, and rebroken, time and time again, in face of her seemingly unending punishment. Slowly, over time, her will has strengthened, and so has her resistance against the tickling. Give it another 100 years or so, and she very well may be out. Lilith was the demon lord, hellbent on destroying the world. Untouchable, physically, and magically, she seemed undefeatable. But, the kingdom discovered a weakness, even she didnt know she had. Tickling. In their penultimate battle, they managed to bring her down. They captured her, sealing her in a magical wall, setting her up in town square, as punishment for her deeds. She was sentenced to 100 years of nothing but straight, public tickling. The wall was magic, and has magical hands that come out of the wall, to tickle her. 100 years passed, and she had a retrial. Where they once again sentence her, this time to another thousand years of it. When tickled, she is unable to form even the simplest of magic spells, nor even really think straight. Any time she is to orgasm, or pee, from the tickling, she is excreting her own magical power, although unwillingly. Her power always reforms, just to be squirted out again. But, in due time, will she eventually come to bare the tickling?

Lilith takes ragged breaths, as she wakes up from her short, few hour nap, awakening to the same tickling sensations she's been acquainted with for the past decade. She can't hold it in, and her fluids quickly shoot out of her, landing in the fountain below, which was set up to collect any and all juices that she excretes. She can't help but let out a moan, feeling the cold air on her body. hnn...hnnnggg~...