Lady Feathers
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Khan wriggled away from Polo and summoned the Prior of the Eighth Pagoda to come into the Royal chambers. A tall, thin man, who looked very old walked into the royal court as if he were gliding. His tunic was long, almost hitting the floor. His beard was long, but well combed and cut to form a point at the end. His nails were long and pointed. His hair was Grey and braided into a tight pony tail with the end also cut to a point. He walked toward Khan and bowed deeply. "Khan.. How may I be of service to you?" whispered Yow Ju Ching in a soft voice. Khan smiled and asked that the two be left alone to talk.
The solders cleared the royal court and closed the doors behind them. Polo was escorted back to his quarters as well. Khan looked around to make sure there were no stragglers, then the two sat down to speak. Yow had been Khan's tickler while he was at the Eighth Pagoda and stilled enjoyed tickling Khan. Yow sat closer to Khan, who smiled and opened his tunic just enough for Yow to slip his hand inside. Once You slipped his hand inside Khan's tunic, he began tickling Khan's belly button with the tip of his nails. Khan giggled like a school boy and wriggled in his great over sized chair.
"Now .. How can I be of service to you Khan?" asked Yow again. "A man from the west has come to visit and possibly stay. He is not acquainted with tickling, but is very ticklish himself. He is eager to learn our ways." Yow smiled. It had been long time since he had someone so young is ticklishness and so inexperienced. "I will take him. Have him ready in one hour to travel to the Pagoda. I will unlock his ticklish nature.. just as unlocked yours Khan!"
Khan smiled as hr thought back to his days as a young student at the Pagoda and how Yow used to tickle him. Khan laughed out loud as if he could steel feel the touch of Yow's pony tale tip on his ticklish belly. He sent for a solder to get Polo ready to travel.
Yow and Polo got into the horse drawn carriage. Yow looked at the innocent Polo and smiled. He was experienced at tickling and sensed a deep ticklishness locked within Polo. As the two traveled to the Pagoda, Yow spoke with Polo.
"You know nothing of tickling or ticklishness?" asked Yow. Polo looked at Yow and answered, "No. Before today, I have never heard of tickling." Yow smiled and slipped his hand inside Polo's tunic. Polo, surprised at this, did nothing to stop Yow.Yow lightly stroked Polo's belly with his nails. Polo wriggled and bit his lip. Yow tickled a bit more firmly and Polo wriggled harder and began giggling. "Stop! That tickles!" cried Polo. Yow gave Polo some quick pokes around the ribs and then slid his fingertips inside his tunic again near his armpits. Polo thrashed about, giggling like a child. "Stop! Stop!" begged Polo. Yow stopped and smiled.
"You will do well at the Pagoda. I can feel how ticklish you are. It is just hidden deep within you." whispered Yow. Polo breathed deeply and fixed his tunic, disheveled from Yows teasing. The two arrived at the Eighth Pagoda and walked inside. Polo's eyes traveled around the closed in courtyard. There were posts and "X" frames and "T" frames planted in various spots in the courtyard. As they walked inside, Polo could hear giggling and laughter.
An student met yow and spoke with him. He escorted Polo to his quarters and told him to be ready when Yow summoned him. Polo tried to speak to the student, but the student would not answer. Polo looked around his room. It was sparse in furnishings, having only a bed and a chair in it. In the corner was a basket with feathers and brushes. Just as Polo was about to pick up one of the feathers, there was a knock at the door. Polo opened it and the same student told him to come with him. The two went down to Yow's meeting room. It was small and had a small wooden frame for kneeling.
The student bowed to yow as he and Polo entered the room. Polo followed suit. yow smiled at Polo. "You will learn your first lesson in tickling. Remove your top tunic and kneel on the wooden frame." Polo stripped off his top tunic and kneeled on the frame and put his upper body over the top of the frame.
Yow bent down and whispered in Polo's ear.. "It's time to see how ticklish you really are!" Polo swallowed hard and closed his eyes. Yow took a goose feather and began stroking down Polo's back. Polo wiggled and arched his back and stifled a giggle until he felt the feather tickling his lower back. He arched forward and began giggling. Yow tickled along the lower part of Polo's back then began tickling his lower sides. Polo began giggling loudly and wriggling everywhere, eager to get away from the feather's tickling touch.
Yow set the feather down and kneeled next to Polo and ran his nails up and down Polo's ribcage. Ticklish laughter bubbled up out of Polo as he kept arching his body up and down and wriggling to get away from Yow's tickles.
The solders cleared the royal court and closed the doors behind them. Polo was escorted back to his quarters as well. Khan looked around to make sure there were no stragglers, then the two sat down to speak. Yow had been Khan's tickler while he was at the Eighth Pagoda and stilled enjoyed tickling Khan. Yow sat closer to Khan, who smiled and opened his tunic just enough for Yow to slip his hand inside. Once You slipped his hand inside Khan's tunic, he began tickling Khan's belly button with the tip of his nails. Khan giggled like a school boy and wriggled in his great over sized chair.
"Now .. How can I be of service to you Khan?" asked Yow again. "A man from the west has come to visit and possibly stay. He is not acquainted with tickling, but is very ticklish himself. He is eager to learn our ways." Yow smiled. It had been long time since he had someone so young is ticklishness and so inexperienced. "I will take him. Have him ready in one hour to travel to the Pagoda. I will unlock his ticklish nature.. just as unlocked yours Khan!"
Khan smiled as hr thought back to his days as a young student at the Pagoda and how Yow used to tickle him. Khan laughed out loud as if he could steel feel the touch of Yow's pony tale tip on his ticklish belly. He sent for a solder to get Polo ready to travel.
Yow and Polo got into the horse drawn carriage. Yow looked at the innocent Polo and smiled. He was experienced at tickling and sensed a deep ticklishness locked within Polo. As the two traveled to the Pagoda, Yow spoke with Polo.
"You know nothing of tickling or ticklishness?" asked Yow. Polo looked at Yow and answered, "No. Before today, I have never heard of tickling." Yow smiled and slipped his hand inside Polo's tunic. Polo, surprised at this, did nothing to stop Yow.Yow lightly stroked Polo's belly with his nails. Polo wriggled and bit his lip. Yow tickled a bit more firmly and Polo wriggled harder and began giggling. "Stop! That tickles!" cried Polo. Yow gave Polo some quick pokes around the ribs and then slid his fingertips inside his tunic again near his armpits. Polo thrashed about, giggling like a child. "Stop! Stop!" begged Polo. Yow stopped and smiled.
"You will do well at the Pagoda. I can feel how ticklish you are. It is just hidden deep within you." whispered Yow. Polo breathed deeply and fixed his tunic, disheveled from Yows teasing. The two arrived at the Eighth Pagoda and walked inside. Polo's eyes traveled around the closed in courtyard. There were posts and "X" frames and "T" frames planted in various spots in the courtyard. As they walked inside, Polo could hear giggling and laughter.
An student met yow and spoke with him. He escorted Polo to his quarters and told him to be ready when Yow summoned him. Polo tried to speak to the student, but the student would not answer. Polo looked around his room. It was sparse in furnishings, having only a bed and a chair in it. In the corner was a basket with feathers and brushes. Just as Polo was about to pick up one of the feathers, there was a knock at the door. Polo opened it and the same student told him to come with him. The two went down to Yow's meeting room. It was small and had a small wooden frame for kneeling.
The student bowed to yow as he and Polo entered the room. Polo followed suit. yow smiled at Polo. "You will learn your first lesson in tickling. Remove your top tunic and kneel on the wooden frame." Polo stripped off his top tunic and kneeled on the frame and put his upper body over the top of the frame.
Yow bent down and whispered in Polo's ear.. "It's time to see how ticklish you really are!" Polo swallowed hard and closed his eyes. Yow took a goose feather and began stroking down Polo's back. Polo wiggled and arched his back and stifled a giggle until he felt the feather tickling his lower back. He arched forward and began giggling. Yow tickled along the lower part of Polo's back then began tickling his lower sides. Polo began giggling loudly and wriggling everywhere, eager to get away from the feather's tickling touch.
Yow set the feather down and kneeled next to Polo and ran his nails up and down Polo's ribcage. Ticklish laughter bubbled up out of Polo as he kept arching his body up and down and wriggling to get away from Yow's tickles.
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