Wow, let me just say I am thrilled to live in a big city. Toronto is great because there is something for everyone; even a BDSM starved asshole like me. One day, when I decided how much life was sucking at that particular moment, I decided to call in sick for work and take the day to myself to persue a much darker interest. I had already been looking into this day for a long while so I had nearly every pro dungeon in the GTA mapped out. I picked my favorite one with the hottest women I could see and I called in. A very soothing voice answered my call asking the usual questions. Is there anything you would like to see your mistress wear? Any roleplaying involved? I left it up to her. In any case I finally find this place and im an hour early. After throwing in and killing a few kamelot CDs it was finally time. I knocked on the door and a beautiful thing came to answer. I recognised her from the site. Come in sweety Lady Tragedy will be right with you. I couldn't wait. She escorted me to a room with a St. Andrew's Cross in one corner, all sorts of tools and cuffs in another, and a bondage swing in another. I was in my heaven. Suddenly; Tragedy walks in sporting a schoolgirl uniform and a heart pounding smile. "Hi there cutey im Tragedy, what do you want to do today?" It would be an understatement to say that I have been waiting for this day since my first fantasy of a tied up women in Senior Kindergarden.
"I want to be tickled and I want to tickle you" I told her to which she replied "thats it?" I liked the sound of it. I began to tell her I was dissappointed because there was no torture rack in the room and that was my ultimate fantasy. "Oh no worries" she replies." She reaches for a handle on the wall, pulls it, and a full size rack falls from the wall and smashed onto the ground. This is about the time where im thanking God. I wanted to be the bottom player first so I could look at her sexy body while she was tickling and teasing me and it would get me pumped for when I got to tickle her. She began teasing me about how she should tickle me; hard or soft. She started on my upperbody poking her sexy hands all over my stomach. I was thrashing and swearing like mad. She told me that she had never met a guy so ticklish in her life. She continued to blow raspberries in my belly and dig into my ribs while I was suffocating from laughter. Then she moved to my feet. (If I havent mentioned yet im only wearing in underwear and she stripped down to thong only after tying me up!) She held my feet with her arms and tickled me insane. Im not that ticklish on my feet but she was a great tickler. Then she came back up, strattled me, locked my legs with hers, and went insane on my upper body once again stopping once every few minutes to tickle my balls. Very ticklish area. Half hour flies by and its time for us to switch. Finally the tables are turned and her perfect body is lying stretched out on the rack. I begin with her underarms really softly. "You can do better that that" she taunts. 'Yes I can" I reply. I dug into her ribs hard and she started screaming and thrashing wildly. Thats what she gets for being a smart ass. I blew countless raspberries in her sexy unpierced belly button and underarms. Much like me, she had a super ticklish upper body but not ticklish feet. I didnt get much of a reponse from her legs and feet. I made her call the safeword three times. Suffice to say it was the cruelest tickle torture she had ever received and I went home a very happy man.
I have enclosed some pics of Lady Tragedy so you can put a picture to her face. Thanks for reading people.
"I want to be tickled and I want to tickle you" I told her to which she replied "thats it?" I liked the sound of it. I began to tell her I was dissappointed because there was no torture rack in the room and that was my ultimate fantasy. "Oh no worries" she replies." She reaches for a handle on the wall, pulls it, and a full size rack falls from the wall and smashed onto the ground. This is about the time where im thanking God. I wanted to be the bottom player first so I could look at her sexy body while she was tickling and teasing me and it would get me pumped for when I got to tickle her. She began teasing me about how she should tickle me; hard or soft. She started on my upperbody poking her sexy hands all over my stomach. I was thrashing and swearing like mad. She told me that she had never met a guy so ticklish in her life. She continued to blow raspberries in my belly and dig into my ribs while I was suffocating from laughter. Then she moved to my feet. (If I havent mentioned yet im only wearing in underwear and she stripped down to thong only after tying me up!) She held my feet with her arms and tickled me insane. Im not that ticklish on my feet but she was a great tickler. Then she came back up, strattled me, locked my legs with hers, and went insane on my upper body once again stopping once every few minutes to tickle my balls. Very ticklish area. Half hour flies by and its time for us to switch. Finally the tables are turned and her perfect body is lying stretched out on the rack. I begin with her underarms really softly. "You can do better that that" she taunts. 'Yes I can" I reply. I dug into her ribs hard and she started screaming and thrashing wildly. Thats what she gets for being a smart ass. I blew countless raspberries in her sexy unpierced belly button and underarms. Much like me, she had a super ticklish upper body but not ticklish feet. I didnt get much of a reponse from her legs and feet. I made her call the safeword three times. Suffice to say it was the cruelest tickle torture she had ever received and I went home a very happy man.
I have enclosed some pics of Lady Tragedy so you can put a picture to her face. Thanks for reading people.
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