Recent content by Paul Jones1

(Previously published elsewhere) Paul was sprawled out on a padded table. A woman, apparently a teacher of some sort, had applied restraints to his wrists and ankles. Except for his shorts, the young man was naked. Then some girls entered. Paul squirmed in deep embarrassment. It was so...

(Previously published elsewhere) {Although there’s comparatively liitle actual tickling in this story, I hope that you’ll find the interrogation technique interesting. —P. J.} Mark was naked and sprawled out on the Director’s interrogation table. She had just finished securing his wrists...

(Previously published elsewhere) Doctor Petrie was naked and sprawled out on Fah-Lo-Suee’s torture table. Restraints held his wrists and ankles in place. Her almond eyes narrowed as she surveyed the man before her. As the daughter of the infamous criminal, Doctor Fu Manchu, she was...

In 18th-century Britain and Ireland, there existed the Hellfire Clubs, whose members were high-society “gentlemen” wishing to indulge in various forms of debauchery. Their motto was, “Do what thou wilt.” In modern America, Brian had resurrected the idea, and founded a new Hellfire Club...

Dear old college days! Male ticklephiles may find that this story touches upon some youthful apprehensions. Paul, a graduate student at the University, was strapped to the examination table in the infirmary. He was undergoing a physical examination by the campus nurse, Mrs. Flynn. It was...

Assisted by several other boys, Paul had succeeded in removing Miss Harris‘s shoes and stockings, while tying her to a padded table. Then he locked her feet in an unusual set of stocks. She couldn’t move or turn her feet so much as a centimeter in any direction. Even her toes were...

The Lady is with God now. So we mourn for ourselves. Bye, Maggie. PAUL JONES :Angel_anim: Attached are some pictures.

(Previously published elsewhere) Miss Harris awoke on a padded table. Except for her panties, she was naked. Paul had applied restraints to her wrists and ankles. “Oh, please, this is so embarrassing,” she said. “It’s supposed to be, you old shrew!” he replied. The old maid squirmed in...

Dear laughaholic89, Here are two of my stories. I hope you like them. I've published both here and on TMF. (But my stories aren't always playful.) PAUL JONES:hurray:

F/M Story: Tickle-Teasing 101 (Previously published elsewhere) Madame Zoe had invited Paul to visit her school, Madame Zoe’s Feminist Academy. Though he hardly knew the lady, he accepted. Upon his arrival, she greeted him warmly, and served coffee. Soon, he felt himself growing drowsy...

(Recently published elsewhere) Jack Klugman, television’s Dr. Quincy, passed away on Christmas Eve. In memoriam, I’m posting the attached clip. It’s from an episode called “Matters of Life and Death” (season 3, episode 14, originally presented on January 20, 1978). The episode is available on...

Houdini - M/F Mainstream Clip Here's a clip (all too short, I fear) from the 1953 Movie, Houdini. The Players are Tony Curtis and Janet Lee. (This is a better copy than what I've been able to find on line.) Enjoy. PAUL JONES :poke2:

(Previously published elsewhere) This is a story about a tickle-torture class conducted by the female “M” (played by Judi Dench) in recent James Bond films. It’s all about a (make-believe) drug that greatly enhances ticklishness. (Don’t you wish?) I hope you enjoy it. If you do, you might...

(Previously published elsewhere) Patrick was naked and sprawled out on the grass. Charlene was there, too. She was the charming lady who so fascinated him. Her beguiling Irish eyes and her lilting brogue simply melted his “Hibernian heart.” In fact, he had come to think that she might...

Me, too! Me too! But the A.M.A. isn't returning my phone calls. Happy tickling, PAUL JONES