doctortickler
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Adam and Michelle had been maried for some years, to start everything was rosie, but Michelle had become bored, she had a breif affair that came to an abrupt end when Adam found out!
Now Adam loved his wife, so divorce was not an option, besides, Michelle was very sorry for what she had done. But Adam was still angree and hurt by what had happened, he wanted to punish Michelle, not in a hurtfull way but he wanted to find something that she really didn't like and began to think on things.
After a few days he thought to himself, Michelle hates being tickled, I wonder how I can get her to be tickled by someone while I watch her suffer? He began to search the net, looking up tickling, he found a site that was dedicated to tickling and began to search for a contact. He found that contact and began emailing, asking questions and genrally finding things out for himself. This contact was the Tickle Correctioner who had his own tickle dungeon and specialised in tickle torture.
After many weeks of discution a date was set for a tickle session, Adam broke the news to Michelle. "I have found something to punish you for having an affair!"
Michelle responded nervously;"Oh, what is that then, will I get hurt?"
Adam quickly answered;"No, I would never hurt you, however I have found something that you hate and for the sake of our marraige I want you to go through with what ever I have decided!"
Michelle pondered, she wanted her marraige to work, Adam was already successful in his career and looked to go further up the ladder, but he had become boaring, maybe this, what ever it was he had arranged would spice things up for them both, so she agreed.
A smile came on his face, he said; "Very good, well, you know that you hate being tickled, well, you are going to a tickle dungeon for some correction tickling and I wont take no for an answer!"
The thought of being tickled sent shivers down her spine but she agreed any way, for the marraige.
She snapped; "I'M NOT HAVING MY FEET TICKLED, NO WAY!"
Adam replied, I'll see what I can do!"
But he did nothing because he wanted her to suffer.
The day came and on arriving both Adam and Michelle where briefed on the events that would shortly take place from a female tickle supervisor who would be with Michelle through out her session of correction. Now the time had come, Adam was sent one way and Michelle was led to a changing room. The room was painted green and white, it only had a wooden bench and a place to hang your clothes. Michelle took a deep breath and waited to hear what her suppervisor told her.
The lady ordered; "Now Michelle, I want you to strip down to your bra and panties immediatly!" This Michelle done slowly as to put off for as long as possible what was about to take place.
When she had finished undressing she was led into a room, it was painted purple and appeared to be dark. In the middle of the room where some stocks, this is where Michelle was put, she felt each restraining belt tighten, she was laying face down so she would not be able to see where she would be tickled. Once the last belt had been put in place the suppervisor called; "The victim is ready for you Tickle Correctioner!"
Michelle could see a door in front of her, it flew open and a masked figure walked in, he stoped at her side, the suppervisor asked; "What tools would you like to use today?"
He answered; "All of them, she must be punnished!"
Michelle felt her muscles tighten up as he spoke, this could be hell she thaught?
Not so far away in a side room Adam could see all through a special one sided view window, he watched with antisipation. The Tickle Correctioner wasted no time and run his fingers down each side, Michelle wriggled agressively and screatched out loudly. Her suppervisor snapped at her; "Stop your screaming, he hasn't even started to tickle properly, the more you screatch, the more he will tickle!"
The Correctioner continued, this time down her legs, she wriggled and treid to remain calm. He ran his fingers across her back, using his fingernails on and off witch drove her wild, she was laughing loudly, this seemed to encourage the Tickler to do even more. Part of Michelles tummy was visable due to how the stocks had been designed, the Tickler reached down and scraped his fingers on her stomache, aslo alternaiting with digging her in her ribs and sides. Michelle was jumping and laughing so hard, then the suppervisor called out; "STOP, she needs to rest!"
An d the tickling stoped until she got her breath back.
Now some brushes got there turn in tickling, again this was intence and Michelle lay helpless against all the tickling, brush after brsh was used, each one tickling just a bit more than the last, she wriggled and giggled, then she gasped......she heard the words she was dreading! Her suppervisor requested; "Excuse me Tickle Correctioner, you haven't tickle Michelle's bare feet, I want to see them being tickled without mercy..........please?"
Tickle Correctioner answered; "Very well, I will give those feet a good tickling!"
Michelle pleaded; "Please, not my feet, they're very ticklish, I'll pay, I'll do any thing, just please, not my feet?"
But the suppervisor just snapped back; "Michelle, your bare little feet will now be tickled, it's got to be done, any more whimpering and I'll have you tickled for the rest of the day with plenty of feet tickling!"
Michelle felt a brush stroke over each foot, she screamed out, knowing that she would be punished further but could not help her self. Some of the brushes tickled more than the last, she tried to move each foot away, but it was no use, she couldn't move! Now her feet got the finger treatment and laughed and screamed and wriggled around as never before, to make things worse her suppervisor started to say in an excited voice; "Tickle, tickle, tickle, let's see those toes wriggle, come on, tickle, tickle, tickle!"
The tickling stoped and Michelle got her breath back, surely that was it, no more tickling???? The Tickle Correctioner asked; "Would my favourite suppervisor like to tickle?"
She answerd; "I would, I would, see how my nails have grown, ideal for giving the perfect tickle!"
The suppervisor began at Michelle's feet, she sreamed at the first of many very intence tickles, it seemed that fingernails gave a tickle like no other. Up her legs, over her back, her sides and her tummy. The suppervisor was relentless in her approach and Michelle just laughed and wriggled through out her ordeal!
The Tickle Correctioner asked; "When you are all done with your tickling, could you aply the wrm oil ready for the electric toothbrush?"
Suppervisor replied; "Yes, of couse I will, right after I've had another go at these feet!"
In which she continued to tickle Michelles feet before applying the warm oil.
Michelle felt the oil all over her body, then she haerd a small motor wizzing, she knew this was going to tickle! No part of Michelle's glistening body was left un-tickled, last but not least her feet recieved the toothbrush treatment. The laughing and screaming continued until the punishment had been givern!
After beeing freed from the stockls Michelle got dressed and met up with Adam; "That was a nightmare Adam, how could you?"
He answered; "I saw it all, I enjoyed seeing you squirm, sorry darling but thats what you deserve!"
Michelle then asks; "That's it then, know more tickle torture?"
A sly smile came to Adams face and he replied; "No more torture, how ever, I have been speaking to The Tickle Correctioner who has recomended some one to me, he is Dr Tickle, I have made an appointment for him to come to our house and give you a thurough tickling and sexual response examination, apparently he's very good!"
Michelle's face droped; "How could you, more tickling, when, when will this be happernig?"
All Adam said to that is; "Soon, very very soon!"
Now Adam loved his wife, so divorce was not an option, besides, Michelle was very sorry for what she had done. But Adam was still angree and hurt by what had happened, he wanted to punish Michelle, not in a hurtfull way but he wanted to find something that she really didn't like and began to think on things.
After a few days he thought to himself, Michelle hates being tickled, I wonder how I can get her to be tickled by someone while I watch her suffer? He began to search the net, looking up tickling, he found a site that was dedicated to tickling and began to search for a contact. He found that contact and began emailing, asking questions and genrally finding things out for himself. This contact was the Tickle Correctioner who had his own tickle dungeon and specialised in tickle torture.
After many weeks of discution a date was set for a tickle session, Adam broke the news to Michelle. "I have found something to punish you for having an affair!"
Michelle responded nervously;"Oh, what is that then, will I get hurt?"
Adam quickly answered;"No, I would never hurt you, however I have found something that you hate and for the sake of our marraige I want you to go through with what ever I have decided!"
Michelle pondered, she wanted her marraige to work, Adam was already successful in his career and looked to go further up the ladder, but he had become boaring, maybe this, what ever it was he had arranged would spice things up for them both, so she agreed.
A smile came on his face, he said; "Very good, well, you know that you hate being tickled, well, you are going to a tickle dungeon for some correction tickling and I wont take no for an answer!"
The thought of being tickled sent shivers down her spine but she agreed any way, for the marraige.
She snapped; "I'M NOT HAVING MY FEET TICKLED, NO WAY!"
Adam replied, I'll see what I can do!"
But he did nothing because he wanted her to suffer.
The day came and on arriving both Adam and Michelle where briefed on the events that would shortly take place from a female tickle supervisor who would be with Michelle through out her session of correction. Now the time had come, Adam was sent one way and Michelle was led to a changing room. The room was painted green and white, it only had a wooden bench and a place to hang your clothes. Michelle took a deep breath and waited to hear what her suppervisor told her.
The lady ordered; "Now Michelle, I want you to strip down to your bra and panties immediatly!" This Michelle done slowly as to put off for as long as possible what was about to take place.
When she had finished undressing she was led into a room, it was painted purple and appeared to be dark. In the middle of the room where some stocks, this is where Michelle was put, she felt each restraining belt tighten, she was laying face down so she would not be able to see where she would be tickled. Once the last belt had been put in place the suppervisor called; "The victim is ready for you Tickle Correctioner!"
Michelle could see a door in front of her, it flew open and a masked figure walked in, he stoped at her side, the suppervisor asked; "What tools would you like to use today?"
He answered; "All of them, she must be punnished!"
Michelle felt her muscles tighten up as he spoke, this could be hell she thaught?
Not so far away in a side room Adam could see all through a special one sided view window, he watched with antisipation. The Tickle Correctioner wasted no time and run his fingers down each side, Michelle wriggled agressively and screatched out loudly. Her suppervisor snapped at her; "Stop your screaming, he hasn't even started to tickle properly, the more you screatch, the more he will tickle!"
The Correctioner continued, this time down her legs, she wriggled and treid to remain calm. He ran his fingers across her back, using his fingernails on and off witch drove her wild, she was laughing loudly, this seemed to encourage the Tickler to do even more. Part of Michelles tummy was visable due to how the stocks had been designed, the Tickler reached down and scraped his fingers on her stomache, aslo alternaiting with digging her in her ribs and sides. Michelle was jumping and laughing so hard, then the suppervisor called out; "STOP, she needs to rest!"
An d the tickling stoped until she got her breath back.
Now some brushes got there turn in tickling, again this was intence and Michelle lay helpless against all the tickling, brush after brsh was used, each one tickling just a bit more than the last, she wriggled and giggled, then she gasped......she heard the words she was dreading! Her suppervisor requested; "Excuse me Tickle Correctioner, you haven't tickle Michelle's bare feet, I want to see them being tickled without mercy..........please?"
Tickle Correctioner answered; "Very well, I will give those feet a good tickling!"
Michelle pleaded; "Please, not my feet, they're very ticklish, I'll pay, I'll do any thing, just please, not my feet?"
But the suppervisor just snapped back; "Michelle, your bare little feet will now be tickled, it's got to be done, any more whimpering and I'll have you tickled for the rest of the day with plenty of feet tickling!"
Michelle felt a brush stroke over each foot, she screamed out, knowing that she would be punished further but could not help her self. Some of the brushes tickled more than the last, she tried to move each foot away, but it was no use, she couldn't move! Now her feet got the finger treatment and laughed and screamed and wriggled around as never before, to make things worse her suppervisor started to say in an excited voice; "Tickle, tickle, tickle, let's see those toes wriggle, come on, tickle, tickle, tickle!"
The tickling stoped and Michelle got her breath back, surely that was it, no more tickling???? The Tickle Correctioner asked; "Would my favourite suppervisor like to tickle?"
She answerd; "I would, I would, see how my nails have grown, ideal for giving the perfect tickle!"
The suppervisor began at Michelle's feet, she sreamed at the first of many very intence tickles, it seemed that fingernails gave a tickle like no other. Up her legs, over her back, her sides and her tummy. The suppervisor was relentless in her approach and Michelle just laughed and wriggled through out her ordeal!
The Tickle Correctioner asked; "When you are all done with your tickling, could you aply the wrm oil ready for the electric toothbrush?"
Suppervisor replied; "Yes, of couse I will, right after I've had another go at these feet!"
In which she continued to tickle Michelles feet before applying the warm oil.
Michelle felt the oil all over her body, then she haerd a small motor wizzing, she knew this was going to tickle! No part of Michelle's glistening body was left un-tickled, last but not least her feet recieved the toothbrush treatment. The laughing and screaming continued until the punishment had been givern!
After beeing freed from the stockls Michelle got dressed and met up with Adam; "That was a nightmare Adam, how could you?"
He answered; "I saw it all, I enjoyed seeing you squirm, sorry darling but thats what you deserve!"
Michelle then asks; "That's it then, know more tickle torture?"
A sly smile came to Adams face and he replied; "No more torture, how ever, I have been speaking to The Tickle Correctioner who has recomended some one to me, he is Dr Tickle, I have made an appointment for him to come to our house and give you a thurough tickling and sexual response examination, apparently he's very good!"
Michelle's face droped; "How could you, more tickling, when, when will this be happernig?"
All Adam said to that is; "Soon, very very soon!"
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