I just had a second session with Mistress Mia in a rare encore visit to Boston. If you’ve read my earlier post you know that she is amazing on both ends of the feather. I would never have imagined that anything could be as good as that first session, but unbelievably so, this was even better. We met in the same hotel outside Boston.
As with the first session, I was the tickler first. I told her that if I was comparing our last time to a Hollywood movie, it would have been a blockbuster hit that everyone wanted to see. Explosions in the opening credits, car chase in the first scene, hero wins in the end. This time, however I wanted something that would please the academy.
I recalled a story Mia told me about how a hypnotist was able to make her feet incredibly ticklish. I thought I would take this theme into our session. Now, I’ve been an amateur musician, and an amateur golfer, but have never been an amateur hypnotist. My only trepidation was that I would start to feel silly and self conscious pretending to be a hypnotist, but this is truly the magic of Mia, she has a gift of making the moment so comfortable. She totally bought into the scene. The scenario being that I would gather up all her ticklish energy and transfer it down to her feet. I wanted to prepare her feet for this journey and I did so by asking her to put on her soft fluffy socks. I then warmed up her feet with a hair dryer, which was very relaxing for her. She was lying face down on the bed unrestrained. I then began “extracting” the tickle energy from her. I started at her fingertips and using a combination of fingers and feather, I tickled down her arms and to her armpits. Every stroke was rewarded with the most delightful giggles. I tickled her all over her back and legs, purposely avoiding her feet. I then asked her to turn over to continue this hypnotic adventure.
The strategy here was to create a vision of her ticklish energy, as if it were a big pile of confetti, referring to it as “tickle dust”. And to create this pile I used two giant ostrich feathers which I swept all over her. The destination was her ticklish tummy. I drew all my strokes from her wrists to ankles towards her tummy. I kept the sweeping motion up as if I was creating this giant mound of “tickle dust”. All the while I was treated to the intoxicating sound of her laugh. The stage was then set. Next step was to hypnotically suggest that I was moving all this ticklish energy down each of her legs. Slowly I went, down each leg. Two giant ostrich feathers sweeping this energy toward her socked feet. Then began tapping and tapping her feet with the feathers and telling how ticklish her feet were becoming. Her giggles and groans made me believe this was actually working! We’ve been building to a crescendo and it was time to remove one of her socks. I carefully removed her left sock, being careful not to tickle her. I wanted to demonstrate how ticklish she was now by using the most delicate of tickling tools, my eye lashes. I place my eye next to the pads of her toes and started to blink as quickly as I could. It was working, she was laughing out loud. I told her it wouldn’t be fair to leave her with such ticklish feet as she would find it unbearable to even walk barefoot. To do this I needed to take it from her...by mouth of course. What followed was a beautiful tongue to toe battle that I hope was as heavenly for her as it was for me.
After giving her a brief back rub to cleanse the palate, it was her turn to tickle. Now, I was not directly tickled with a kitchen sink, but nearly everything in it. Mia, the tickling savant that she is, treated me to a wonderful mix of playful, sensual, and torturous tickling. The employment of the dental equipment on my feet was insane! Between the flosser and the electric toothbrush, I swear the bed was shaking like a scene from The Exorcist. I may have been speaking in tongues but I was legit begging her to stop at one point, and when she stopped, I wanted more. The three hours I spent with her was so intense and amazing and still it was like eating one potato chip. If Mistress Mia ever makes it back to Boston, I am definitely going to need another chip.
JINX
As with the first session, I was the tickler first. I told her that if I was comparing our last time to a Hollywood movie, it would have been a blockbuster hit that everyone wanted to see. Explosions in the opening credits, car chase in the first scene, hero wins in the end. This time, however I wanted something that would please the academy.
I recalled a story Mia told me about how a hypnotist was able to make her feet incredibly ticklish. I thought I would take this theme into our session. Now, I’ve been an amateur musician, and an amateur golfer, but have never been an amateur hypnotist. My only trepidation was that I would start to feel silly and self conscious pretending to be a hypnotist, but this is truly the magic of Mia, she has a gift of making the moment so comfortable. She totally bought into the scene. The scenario being that I would gather up all her ticklish energy and transfer it down to her feet. I wanted to prepare her feet for this journey and I did so by asking her to put on her soft fluffy socks. I then warmed up her feet with a hair dryer, which was very relaxing for her. She was lying face down on the bed unrestrained. I then began “extracting” the tickle energy from her. I started at her fingertips and using a combination of fingers and feather, I tickled down her arms and to her armpits. Every stroke was rewarded with the most delightful giggles. I tickled her all over her back and legs, purposely avoiding her feet. I then asked her to turn over to continue this hypnotic adventure.
The strategy here was to create a vision of her ticklish energy, as if it were a big pile of confetti, referring to it as “tickle dust”. And to create this pile I used two giant ostrich feathers which I swept all over her. The destination was her ticklish tummy. I drew all my strokes from her wrists to ankles towards her tummy. I kept the sweeping motion up as if I was creating this giant mound of “tickle dust”. All the while I was treated to the intoxicating sound of her laugh. The stage was then set. Next step was to hypnotically suggest that I was moving all this ticklish energy down each of her legs. Slowly I went, down each leg. Two giant ostrich feathers sweeping this energy toward her socked feet. Then began tapping and tapping her feet with the feathers and telling how ticklish her feet were becoming. Her giggles and groans made me believe this was actually working! We’ve been building to a crescendo and it was time to remove one of her socks. I carefully removed her left sock, being careful not to tickle her. I wanted to demonstrate how ticklish she was now by using the most delicate of tickling tools, my eye lashes. I place my eye next to the pads of her toes and started to blink as quickly as I could. It was working, she was laughing out loud. I told her it wouldn’t be fair to leave her with such ticklish feet as she would find it unbearable to even walk barefoot. To do this I needed to take it from her...by mouth of course. What followed was a beautiful tongue to toe battle that I hope was as heavenly for her as it was for me.
After giving her a brief back rub to cleanse the palate, it was her turn to tickle. Now, I was not directly tickled with a kitchen sink, but nearly everything in it. Mia, the tickling savant that she is, treated me to a wonderful mix of playful, sensual, and torturous tickling. The employment of the dental equipment on my feet was insane! Between the flosser and the electric toothbrush, I swear the bed was shaking like a scene from The Exorcist. I may have been speaking in tongues but I was legit begging her to stop at one point, and when she stopped, I wanted more. The three hours I spent with her was so intense and amazing and still it was like eating one potato chip. If Mistress Mia ever makes it back to Boston, I am definitely going to need another chip.
JINX
