Michael514
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I completed my home-made stocks yesterday. The idea was always there, I don't know how I missed it. I have a solid old weightlifting bench I use when I powerlift. Up by the head area is the benh press rack which also turns into an adjustable squat rack. At the foot end is where the preacher arm rest goes for arm curls. It can be removed. Well I removed it and it is a 1&1/2" square metal tube. I simply took a 1&1/2" square piece of wood, cut a 3/4" piece out of the square wood about halfway down Inserted two 3/4" wooden boards, with half circles cut in both pieces. I put foam around it for comfort and it fit perfectly in the weighbench. When it is inserted, it is solid, looks and works authentic, and is perfect for tickling.
With that said now the good stuff. My wife came home from shopping today and I kept hinting to her about my "invention". She agreed FINALLY to come down and check it out. I showed her and she was confused and shocked at first. I told her to just try it and see what it felt like. She agreed and went in. She laid on the weightlift bench and the way it is set her head would hang off the bench, not to worry, I simply put a cushion chair for her to rest her head on. I then took my old shoe laces and quickly tied her hands above her head to the chair. I inserted her ankles in the stocks, closed them and locked them. She was wearing thick, red and white, Cleveland Indaians booties. I removed only one and took a feather and tickled her bare toes. Now my wife, as I said numerous times, is not ticklish on her feet. But for some reason she squealed, laughed and begged for me to stop. I think the idea of her being in stocks added to the mood and her ticklishness. I played "this little piggy" on her toes and I used the stiff end of the feather on her heel and sole. She was giigling loudly and wiggling her beautiful bare foot and trying, with no luck, to use the other foot to defend the tickled one. But when I licked on and in between her toes she went crazy. She laughed and pleaded for me to stop. My wife, who isn't ticklish, WAS TICKLISH ON HER FEET! I removed the other sock and went to town on both bare feet. I licked and used the feather. Licking her toes and nibbling her arches sent her into orbit with laughter and begging. After 20 minutes I untied her and she was actually red in the face from laughter. She got up and poked me in the side, laughed and told me that she never knew this side of me and what possesed me to make such a device.. I told her and about a half hour later I asked her if she liked it. She said jokingly"no". But she said, WHICH SHOCKED ME, that she would do it again when we were alone. She admitted that it tickled and that she was TICKLISH on her feet for some reason. The next time, I told her, I would be more thorough. I didn't tell her it would be, felt tip markers, washing brushes, electric toothbrushes, in other words the works. I'll post all future stock and feet ticklings.
With that said now the good stuff. My wife came home from shopping today and I kept hinting to her about my "invention". She agreed FINALLY to come down and check it out. I showed her and she was confused and shocked at first. I told her to just try it and see what it felt like. She agreed and went in. She laid on the weightlift bench and the way it is set her head would hang off the bench, not to worry, I simply put a cushion chair for her to rest her head on. I then took my old shoe laces and quickly tied her hands above her head to the chair. I inserted her ankles in the stocks, closed them and locked them. She was wearing thick, red and white, Cleveland Indaians booties. I removed only one and took a feather and tickled her bare toes. Now my wife, as I said numerous times, is not ticklish on her feet. But for some reason she squealed, laughed and begged for me to stop. I think the idea of her being in stocks added to the mood and her ticklishness. I played "this little piggy" on her toes and I used the stiff end of the feather on her heel and sole. She was giigling loudly and wiggling her beautiful bare foot and trying, with no luck, to use the other foot to defend the tickled one. But when I licked on and in between her toes she went crazy. She laughed and pleaded for me to stop. My wife, who isn't ticklish, WAS TICKLISH ON HER FEET! I removed the other sock and went to town on both bare feet. I licked and used the feather. Licking her toes and nibbling her arches sent her into orbit with laughter and begging. After 20 minutes I untied her and she was actually red in the face from laughter. She got up and poked me in the side, laughed and told me that she never knew this side of me and what possesed me to make such a device.. I told her and about a half hour later I asked her if she liked it. She said jokingly"no". But she said, WHICH SHOCKED ME, that she would do it again when we were alone. She admitted that it tickled and that she was TICKLISH on her feet for some reason. The next time, I told her, I would be more thorough. I didn't tell her it would be, felt tip markers, washing brushes, electric toothbrushes, in other words the works. I'll post all future stock and feet ticklings.