Madam_Tickles
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Throughtout history, many have wondered about teh connection between tickling and the Chinese. Some thought there was no connection and some had heard of accounts of devious tickle torures done to the pesents in many Chinese villages as punihsment.
In the time of the Quing Dyansty, there was one such secret society of ticklers, Masters of their skill, hidden in a remote mountain village called Minchou. In Minchou was a school to teach the finer points of tickling for punihsment, torutre, playfulness and for erotic tickles.
To enter the school, one had to pass an entrance test... where the candedate was stripped and put thorugh several tickle tests. One such candidate was MIng Chow. He came from a village near the Hidden City. He was very bright and also extremely ticklish... a quality necessary for all attending the school. It was thought that if the tikcler expereinced what their ticklee was feeling, it would make them a better tickler.
Ming entered the school and was greeted by Henry Yang. Henry was the Tickle Master who conducted the testing. He led MIng down a long hallway to a large room. As they walked the corridor, laughter could be heard form every room. Ming and Henry entered the room and sat down. Immediately the two were joined my a third man, who would also be tickling MIng. He , of course was very ticklish but very mischevious as well and couldn't resit poking MIng's ribs playfully as he sat next to him. MIng let out a giggle as he jumped from the pokes. Henry smiles. "I see you have ticklish ribs. Where else are you ticklish?" Ming looked a little nervous, but told Henry where all his ticklish spots were.
Henry whispered in the ear of the third man, Linn Quang. Linn walked over to MIng and began stripping him. MIng jumped back at first, but then realized this was the beginning of his test. As Linn stripped Ming, he let his fngertips slide along bare skin, making Ming giggle as he was stripped. Ming was led to two poles set in the ground. He was tied between these poles, arms outstretched. HIs ankles were tied so he could kick ouot at the ticklers.This first test was to see where all his ticklish spots were andhow ticklsih he was.
Linn stood behind Ming and ran his fingertips along MIng's ribs. Ming began giggling loudly as Linn's fingertips tickled each rib and the spaces between.
Then Linn slid his nails into Ming's underarms. MIng squealed and laughed heartily as Linn kept ticklng his tender armpits. All the while, Henry was making notes and also giggling softly to himself. Henry was so ticklsih that watching another being tickled always made him giggly, as if he was being tickled. Henry knew his ticklish tension would be relieved when the test was over and he was with his personal tickler later in the evening.
Linn begn tickling MIng's hips and belly with a feather duster, Ming's laughter bounced off the walls as the feathers found thier ticklish mark. Then Henry stopped Linn and told Ming that the next part of the test was to see how long he could endure being tickled. Ming's chest heaved up and down as he tried to catch his breath. this part of the test Henry would do himself. He walked behind Ming and began ticklnig up and down hiw ribs with long pointed fingernails. Ming howled and thrashed as Henry's fingrnails left now spot on his ribs untickled. He saw how Ming struggled against being tickled. Henry began to giggle himself and soon stopped the test. Ming was taken to his quarters and given a shower. Henry went to his own room and summoned his tickler.
Henry stripped and laid down on the couch.. his arm sslipped intl soft restaints and his ankles tied. HIs tikcler smiled as he took a soft feather brush and swilred is over his chest and belly. Henry laughed at the touch of the feathers on his bare tickliosh skin. Then the feathers came to a stop. The tickler ran his nails along Henry's soft underbelly. Henry pulled at his restraints while laughing. Whle Henry was being tickled... MIng was in his quarters when he heard someone knowing at his door. "Come!" MIng shouted. The door openned and in walked a small oriental man with a long , tickly beard and even longer nails.
In the time of the Quing Dyansty, there was one such secret society of ticklers, Masters of their skill, hidden in a remote mountain village called Minchou. In Minchou was a school to teach the finer points of tickling for punihsment, torutre, playfulness and for erotic tickles.
To enter the school, one had to pass an entrance test... where the candedate was stripped and put thorugh several tickle tests. One such candidate was MIng Chow. He came from a village near the Hidden City. He was very bright and also extremely ticklish... a quality necessary for all attending the school. It was thought that if the tikcler expereinced what their ticklee was feeling, it would make them a better tickler.
Ming entered the school and was greeted by Henry Yang. Henry was the Tickle Master who conducted the testing. He led MIng down a long hallway to a large room. As they walked the corridor, laughter could be heard form every room. Ming and Henry entered the room and sat down. Immediately the two were joined my a third man, who would also be tickling MIng. He , of course was very ticklish but very mischevious as well and couldn't resit poking MIng's ribs playfully as he sat next to him. MIng let out a giggle as he jumped from the pokes. Henry smiles. "I see you have ticklish ribs. Where else are you ticklish?" Ming looked a little nervous, but told Henry where all his ticklish spots were.
Henry whispered in the ear of the third man, Linn Quang. Linn walked over to MIng and began stripping him. MIng jumped back at first, but then realized this was the beginning of his test. As Linn stripped Ming, he let his fngertips slide along bare skin, making Ming giggle as he was stripped. Ming was led to two poles set in the ground. He was tied between these poles, arms outstretched. HIs ankles were tied so he could kick ouot at the ticklers.This first test was to see where all his ticklish spots were andhow ticklsih he was.
Linn stood behind Ming and ran his fingertips along MIng's ribs. Ming began giggling loudly as Linn's fingertips tickled each rib and the spaces between.
Then Linn slid his nails into Ming's underarms. MIng squealed and laughed heartily as Linn kept ticklng his tender armpits. All the while, Henry was making notes and also giggling softly to himself. Henry was so ticklsih that watching another being tickled always made him giggly, as if he was being tickled. Henry knew his ticklish tension would be relieved when the test was over and he was with his personal tickler later in the evening.
Linn begn tickling MIng's hips and belly with a feather duster, Ming's laughter bounced off the walls as the feathers found thier ticklish mark. Then Henry stopped Linn and told Ming that the next part of the test was to see how long he could endure being tickled. Ming's chest heaved up and down as he tried to catch his breath. this part of the test Henry would do himself. He walked behind Ming and began ticklnig up and down hiw ribs with long pointed fingernails. Ming howled and thrashed as Henry's fingrnails left now spot on his ribs untickled. He saw how Ming struggled against being tickled. Henry began to giggle himself and soon stopped the test. Ming was taken to his quarters and given a shower. Henry went to his own room and summoned his tickler.
Henry stripped and laid down on the couch.. his arm sslipped intl soft restaints and his ankles tied. HIs tikcler smiled as he took a soft feather brush and swilred is over his chest and belly. Henry laughed at the touch of the feathers on his bare tickliosh skin. Then the feathers came to a stop. The tickler ran his nails along Henry's soft underbelly. Henry pulled at his restraints while laughing. Whle Henry was being tickled... MIng was in his quarters when he heard someone knowing at his door. "Come!" MIng shouted. The door openned and in walked a small oriental man with a long , tickly beard and even longer nails.
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