I just had my first experience at Pandora's Box. As someone who doesn't live in New York, it was an interesting experience. I had heard different things about this place (some turned out to be true and others turned out to be false). For example, it is true you have to pay a membership fee of $30. This is supposedly only done once, however, you don't get a card to prove you're a member, as I have read. I emailed months ago to show interest and was told that they book sessions in the same week and to call a few days before to book. I emailed about a week before. They were accommodating, as I asked for a switch session with Mistress Kat. She wasn't on the schedule the day I wanted to visit, but I was told she was willing to see me. I was told the price of a two hour switch session and that there was no nudity on the part of Mistress Kat. However, when I arrived (and after the session), I believe I was told Mistress Kat could do nudity. Oh, well.
Unlike another place I've been, I was able to pick the room. I suggested either the Sanctum or the Chinese Torture Chamber. It was recommended that I use the Chinese Torture Chamber. I thought that room would be cool since Mistress Kat is Chinese. It was interesting that I wasn't asked what kind of activity I wanted to do. I was told that I had to call the day before and I would be able to go over details of the session then. When I called, I was told that I would be able to talk to Mistress Kat in person about the details. I was also told a specific price. Unfortunately, this caused some issues.
When I arrived there was an older lady sitting at the front desk. I explained who I was and I paid up front. She seemed very rushed and particular about tipping. (Now I believe you should tip, but I was told it needed to be a specific amount). She also had me down not for a switch session, even though that's what I had requested in the email. However, when I was on the phone and wanted to go over details, I was kind of turned away. Thankfully, the experience with Mistress Kat was great though.
I was told by the lady to go to the Classroom and wait for Mistress Kat. I was in there for awhile. It was nice to see the room, but it's not really great for tickling. I wondered how we were going to do a session in there. Mistress Kat finally walked in wearing a short, tight, black dress and heals. We introduced ourselves and I explained that I wanted a switch tickling session and it would be best if she reveled for skin. She left and came back in wearing a black bra and short skirt. One thing I found interesting was her belly button. From a distance it looked like an innie, but when looking at it up close, it didn't stick out like an outie, but it was flush and even with her stomach (more so than when I think of small outie belly buttons). She had a tool box with her. She suggested I tie her to the chair and tickle her. She sat in the chair and I attached cuffs to her wrists and ankles, but I found that it was a boring position and would love to have her spread out or standing up. She found out the Chinese Torture room was open, so we moved in there.
I first had her stand in the cage. There is a bar that hangs from the ceiling with cuffs. I lowered it, strapped her in and then turned the crank, so that her arms were above her head and she was standing facing the open cage. I told her she needed to be punished for punishing all of the men she sees at this place. I decided to play the alphabet game, where she would say a letter and I would tickle an area based on that letter. For example, when she said the letter A, I tickled her armpits. When she said F, I tickled her feet. I used my hands, electric toothbrush and pinwheel. I tickled her bellybutton when we got to "B" and again on "I" (calling it an innie), but when I tickled it, I couldn't stick my finger inside like you would an innie. She yelled that it felt so weird when I tickled her bellybutton. I would say she's ticklish just about everywhere. I was hoping to do some hardcore tickling on her, but she jumped and laughed hard at the lightest touch. We also played a card game, where I had a deck of cards. I would flip one card over and she had to guess what color it was going to be. If it was a red card and she got it wrong, I tickled her upper body until she said the safeword "red." If I flipped a black card over that she guessed wrong, I tickled her lower body until she said, "Red." I would usually start of gentle, wiggling my fingers lightly near her arms and then dig into her armpits or count her ribs with my hands, but I loved surprising her with raspberries/zerberts on/in her bellybutton and on her stomach. She jumped the most with that. After the game was done, I strapped her to the table and sat on her and tickled her until it was time to switch. Her reactions to tickling were mixed in this way (and this is part of the revelation I had): She's extremely ticklish and the lightest touch sends her into hysterics. However, she couldn't handle it when I started to get intense about the tickling. This was almost the opposite for me.
For my turn, Mistress Kat had me sit in the chair. There are straps on the legs, arms and across the stomach. I was facing a mirror, so I could see my reactions to the tickling, which was cool. She used the pinwheel and electric toothbrush, as well as her hands to tickle me everywhere. I was wearing spandex and the pinwheel kept getting caught on the material. She got my greatest reaction when she put the pinwheel inside my clothes and onto my testicles. The chair was okay, but she wanted to use a different device. We went over to to a piece of wood, almost like a sawhorse and I laid across it so that I was bent over. I found it hard to breath when she tickled me because my lungs were constricted from laying down, so she decided to have my lie down on the table.
She started out doing light tickling and I told her she could pick it up and go at me harder, which she did. I was laughing, but I told her she could pick it up even more. She started to really dig into me and I started thrashing about. (I even slammed my body into the brick wall while trying to get away). She was surprised as I was turning myself over and trying every way to get away from her. Finally, the session was done. I told her that the intensity that she tickled me at the end was the best part.
This makes me wonder. I find that I'm really turned on by tickling. I find that if I watch tickling videos, I like the videos that have the person being tickled giving the loudest laughs (not necessarily screaming) and the tickling to be intense. I tend to like Tickle Intensive videos the best. Unlike Tickle Abuse, there are not cuts in the action, which means less breaks for the one being tickled, which I think makes it more intense. I think maybe watching more tickling makes one want to see more intense tickling, but I wonder if the more one is tickled (if they like it), the more intense the tickling needs to be for them? Looking at other things, it appears tickling could have the same stimuli to someone that drugs do to another. Finally, I would be interested in being tickled intensely like Tickle Intensive, but the way they do no breaks, I wonder if I could handle it or is that going too far? I feel it's something that I need in my life, but would it be a deal breaker for me in a relationship?
Unlike another place I've been, I was able to pick the room. I suggested either the Sanctum or the Chinese Torture Chamber. It was recommended that I use the Chinese Torture Chamber. I thought that room would be cool since Mistress Kat is Chinese. It was interesting that I wasn't asked what kind of activity I wanted to do. I was told that I had to call the day before and I would be able to go over details of the session then. When I called, I was told that I would be able to talk to Mistress Kat in person about the details. I was also told a specific price. Unfortunately, this caused some issues.
When I arrived there was an older lady sitting at the front desk. I explained who I was and I paid up front. She seemed very rushed and particular about tipping. (Now I believe you should tip, but I was told it needed to be a specific amount). She also had me down not for a switch session, even though that's what I had requested in the email. However, when I was on the phone and wanted to go over details, I was kind of turned away. Thankfully, the experience with Mistress Kat was great though.
I was told by the lady to go to the Classroom and wait for Mistress Kat. I was in there for awhile. It was nice to see the room, but it's not really great for tickling. I wondered how we were going to do a session in there. Mistress Kat finally walked in wearing a short, tight, black dress and heals. We introduced ourselves and I explained that I wanted a switch tickling session and it would be best if she reveled for skin. She left and came back in wearing a black bra and short skirt. One thing I found interesting was her belly button. From a distance it looked like an innie, but when looking at it up close, it didn't stick out like an outie, but it was flush and even with her stomach (more so than when I think of small outie belly buttons). She had a tool box with her. She suggested I tie her to the chair and tickle her. She sat in the chair and I attached cuffs to her wrists and ankles, but I found that it was a boring position and would love to have her spread out or standing up. She found out the Chinese Torture room was open, so we moved in there.
I first had her stand in the cage. There is a bar that hangs from the ceiling with cuffs. I lowered it, strapped her in and then turned the crank, so that her arms were above her head and she was standing facing the open cage. I told her she needed to be punished for punishing all of the men she sees at this place. I decided to play the alphabet game, where she would say a letter and I would tickle an area based on that letter. For example, when she said the letter A, I tickled her armpits. When she said F, I tickled her feet. I used my hands, electric toothbrush and pinwheel. I tickled her bellybutton when we got to "B" and again on "I" (calling it an innie), but when I tickled it, I couldn't stick my finger inside like you would an innie. She yelled that it felt so weird when I tickled her bellybutton. I would say she's ticklish just about everywhere. I was hoping to do some hardcore tickling on her, but she jumped and laughed hard at the lightest touch. We also played a card game, where I had a deck of cards. I would flip one card over and she had to guess what color it was going to be. If it was a red card and she got it wrong, I tickled her upper body until she said the safeword "red." If I flipped a black card over that she guessed wrong, I tickled her lower body until she said, "Red." I would usually start of gentle, wiggling my fingers lightly near her arms and then dig into her armpits or count her ribs with my hands, but I loved surprising her with raspberries/zerberts on/in her bellybutton and on her stomach. She jumped the most with that. After the game was done, I strapped her to the table and sat on her and tickled her until it was time to switch. Her reactions to tickling were mixed in this way (and this is part of the revelation I had): She's extremely ticklish and the lightest touch sends her into hysterics. However, she couldn't handle it when I started to get intense about the tickling. This was almost the opposite for me.
For my turn, Mistress Kat had me sit in the chair. There are straps on the legs, arms and across the stomach. I was facing a mirror, so I could see my reactions to the tickling, which was cool. She used the pinwheel and electric toothbrush, as well as her hands to tickle me everywhere. I was wearing spandex and the pinwheel kept getting caught on the material. She got my greatest reaction when she put the pinwheel inside my clothes and onto my testicles. The chair was okay, but she wanted to use a different device. We went over to to a piece of wood, almost like a sawhorse and I laid across it so that I was bent over. I found it hard to breath when she tickled me because my lungs were constricted from laying down, so she decided to have my lie down on the table.
She started out doing light tickling and I told her she could pick it up and go at me harder, which she did. I was laughing, but I told her she could pick it up even more. She started to really dig into me and I started thrashing about. (I even slammed my body into the brick wall while trying to get away). She was surprised as I was turning myself over and trying every way to get away from her. Finally, the session was done. I told her that the intensity that she tickled me at the end was the best part.
This makes me wonder. I find that I'm really turned on by tickling. I find that if I watch tickling videos, I like the videos that have the person being tickled giving the loudest laughs (not necessarily screaming) and the tickling to be intense. I tend to like Tickle Intensive videos the best. Unlike Tickle Abuse, there are not cuts in the action, which means less breaks for the one being tickled, which I think makes it more intense. I think maybe watching more tickling makes one want to see more intense tickling, but I wonder if the more one is tickled (if they like it), the more intense the tickling needs to be for them? Looking at other things, it appears tickling could have the same stimuli to someone that drugs do to another. Finally, I would be interested in being tickled intensely like Tickle Intensive, but the way they do no breaks, I wonder if I could handle it or is that going too far? I feel it's something that I need in my life, but would it be a deal breaker for me in a relationship?
