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JADE
Memoirs of a Tickler for Hire
By Morandilas
Circa 1972 Sanfransico, California, U.S.A.
Journal Entry 6/07/72 - She had just arrived on the Greyhound. She wore a tight
pair of blue-jean hip-hugger, bell-bottoms. A tie-dyed sleeveless top which was
tied off just above her waist revealing her sensuous and golden tanned midriff.
Her waist was lean and was accentuated by a cute inie belly button and a
single, tiny, teardrop shaped mole. Her arms were bare except for a slim golden
bracelet on her right wrist. Long jet-black hair fell onto her shoulders and
stopped just below the middle of her back. A large suede shoulder bag hung
casually from her right shoulder, as she carried her pair of dark brown leather
clogs in her left hand. Her complexion was pure and her almond shaped green
eyes betrayed her oriental heritage.She was a stunning beauty.
I watched her walk along the lawn in front of the busy bus depot. She carefully
avoided walking across the blacktop of the parking area, or the sidewalks so
that her barefeet would not feel their burning heat. Reluctantly and with
grace, she finally conceded to the use of her clogs when the lawn had run out .
I followed her from the bus depot to a local bus stop. She traveled for the
next 45 mins, exchanging buses once. She stopped at a small outdoor cafe where
she had lunch and exchanged small talk with a young couple. I then followed her
to The Hotel Fremont where she checked in for the evening.
TARGET PROFILE:
NAME: Jade Komatsu
AGE: 21, Born January 1, 1951, Shimizu, Japan
DESCRIPTION: 5,4", 98lbs, long black hair, green ryes, rose tattoo on left
ankle.
TICKLISHNESS: Armpits #1, feet #2, ribs, #3, belly #4, knees, #5. Has no prior
history of being tickle tortured professionally.
CASE NOTES: Husband is Ito Komatsu, he is a wealthy business man from Japan. He
has hired me to teach his young wife respect and humility for him. She has
shown signs of being very susceptible to tickling, and her husband was referred
to me by a very important client.
Journal Entry 6/09/72 - After two days of surveillance of the subject I made my
move and abducted her in the guise of a cab driver. Once in my cab I
administered the knock out spray and she was mine. I then took her to one of my
specially designed holding cells that are scattered throughout the city.
Journal Entry 6/10/72 - Jade awoke at approximately 6:03 am. I had removed all
of her clothing except for her pink panties. She was secured upon my tickling
table. She was panic stricken at first to find her self in such a ticklish
position
But after I explained who I was working for she calmed down a bit.
That is until I explained what I intended to do to her. Her begging and
pleading was a good sign that the method of punishment would work exceedingly
well.
THE TICKLE TABLE:
Dimensions: 6x3
Restraints: A padded pillory secures the victims neck, this also has the added
effect of blocking the victims view of what the tickler is up to. The victim's
arms are above the head and bent at the elbows and are secured in padded holes
set into the pillory, Leaving the hollows of the victims armpits vulnerable and
exposed. Leather restraints hold down the victims waist, and thighs. The
victims ankles are place in a sturdy pair of padded stocks at the table's end.
In addition to this the victims toes are separately tied toindividual eyelet's
set into the top of the stocks. Leaving the victims soles taunt and vulnerable,
not to mention the easy access to between the toes.
RECORDING EXCERPT:
TICKLER: Do you know why you are here Jade?
JADE: My bastard Husband!! He has no right to have me abducted like this! Let
me go!
TICKLER: Your disrespect to your husband is what landed you here. I advise you
to mind your words young lady. This session is being recorded. The results of
these sessions will be sent to him and he will determine when and if you are
ready to be released back to him.
JADE: What do you plan to do to me?
TICKLER: Tickle you.
Two minutes of silence pass before anything is spoken again.
JADE: Tickle me! You got to be kidding!
TICKLER: Well lets see.
The next ten minutes are filled with the sounds of hysterical laughter.
JADE: Please oh god! Please no more! I can't stand it! Tell my husband I will
do anything he wants. But please no more tickling!!!
TICKLER: Sorry Jade, I need to make sure..
JADE: I beg of you!! Please not any more!! .......Heh...No not that!...Not my
feet...please. please!!!
Journal Entry 6/12/72 - After two days of tickle torture Jade was released to
her husband. Another job well done, another client satisfied. I love my work
-The End-
Memoirs of a Tickler for Hire
By Morandilas
Circa 1972 Sanfransico, California, U.S.A.
Journal Entry 6/07/72 - She had just arrived on the Greyhound. She wore a tight
pair of blue-jean hip-hugger, bell-bottoms. A tie-dyed sleeveless top which was
tied off just above her waist revealing her sensuous and golden tanned midriff.
Her waist was lean and was accentuated by a cute inie belly button and a
single, tiny, teardrop shaped mole. Her arms were bare except for a slim golden
bracelet on her right wrist. Long jet-black hair fell onto her shoulders and
stopped just below the middle of her back. A large suede shoulder bag hung
casually from her right shoulder, as she carried her pair of dark brown leather
clogs in her left hand. Her complexion was pure and her almond shaped green
eyes betrayed her oriental heritage.She was a stunning beauty.
I watched her walk along the lawn in front of the busy bus depot. She carefully
avoided walking across the blacktop of the parking area, or the sidewalks so
that her barefeet would not feel their burning heat. Reluctantly and with
grace, she finally conceded to the use of her clogs when the lawn had run out .
I followed her from the bus depot to a local bus stop. She traveled for the
next 45 mins, exchanging buses once. She stopped at a small outdoor cafe where
she had lunch and exchanged small talk with a young couple. I then followed her
to The Hotel Fremont where she checked in for the evening.
TARGET PROFILE:
NAME: Jade Komatsu
AGE: 21, Born January 1, 1951, Shimizu, Japan
DESCRIPTION: 5,4", 98lbs, long black hair, green ryes, rose tattoo on left
ankle.
TICKLISHNESS: Armpits #1, feet #2, ribs, #3, belly #4, knees, #5. Has no prior
history of being tickle tortured professionally.
CASE NOTES: Husband is Ito Komatsu, he is a wealthy business man from Japan. He
has hired me to teach his young wife respect and humility for him. She has
shown signs of being very susceptible to tickling, and her husband was referred
to me by a very important client.
Journal Entry 6/09/72 - After two days of surveillance of the subject I made my
move and abducted her in the guise of a cab driver. Once in my cab I
administered the knock out spray and she was mine. I then took her to one of my
specially designed holding cells that are scattered throughout the city.
Journal Entry 6/10/72 - Jade awoke at approximately 6:03 am. I had removed all
of her clothing except for her pink panties. She was secured upon my tickling
table. She was panic stricken at first to find her self in such a ticklish
position
But after I explained who I was working for she calmed down a bit.That is until I explained what I intended to do to her. Her begging and
pleading was a good sign that the method of punishment would work exceedingly
well.
THE TICKLE TABLE:
Dimensions: 6x3
Restraints: A padded pillory secures the victims neck, this also has the added
effect of blocking the victims view of what the tickler is up to. The victim's
arms are above the head and bent at the elbows and are secured in padded holes
set into the pillory, Leaving the hollows of the victims armpits vulnerable and
exposed. Leather restraints hold down the victims waist, and thighs. The
victims ankles are place in a sturdy pair of padded stocks at the table's end.
In addition to this the victims toes are separately tied toindividual eyelet's
set into the top of the stocks. Leaving the victims soles taunt and vulnerable,
not to mention the easy access to between the toes.
RECORDING EXCERPT:
TICKLER: Do you know why you are here Jade?
JADE: My bastard Husband!! He has no right to have me abducted like this! Let
me go!
TICKLER: Your disrespect to your husband is what landed you here. I advise you
to mind your words young lady. This session is being recorded. The results of
these sessions will be sent to him and he will determine when and if you are
ready to be released back to him.
JADE: What do you plan to do to me?
TICKLER: Tickle you.
Two minutes of silence pass before anything is spoken again.
JADE: Tickle me! You got to be kidding!
TICKLER: Well lets see.
The next ten minutes are filled with the sounds of hysterical laughter.
JADE: Please oh god! Please no more! I can't stand it! Tell my husband I will
do anything he wants. But please no more tickling!!!
TICKLER: Sorry Jade, I need to make sure..
JADE: I beg of you!! Please not any more!! .......Heh...No not that!...Not my
feet...please. please!!!
Journal Entry 6/12/72 - After two days of tickle torture Jade was released to
her husband. Another job well done, another client satisfied. I love my work
-The End-
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