medikation65
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So there I was; I had paid my fee, and I was waiting to be called in to "The Rooms". Then an attractive woman in a tight black long sleeve shirt, black skirt, and black tights, (the thicker kind), with heels on came in and called my name like they do at the dentist. I got up and was led through a few doors.
Then we stopped at one and she opened a file, and proceeded to question me for what I had ordered to make sure it was the same on her file.
"You wanted a sub?"
"Yes."
"Girl?"
"Yes."
"Sorry, 'very ticklish girl' (as she read the file), Tan nylons, black skirt, white blouse, and heels?"
"That's right."
"Ok. It says here you had requested her to be hogtied, but arms up and back instead of behind her back, is that right?"
"Yup."
Then she looked up at me with a bit of a grin and said; "You wanna tickle her under the arms?"
I smiled and sort of looked away; "You bet!"
"Well you'll be happy. We gave you Christina today. She's the most ticklish of all of us." she said as she looked over the file. "Ok, she's ready in there. I'll be in the window doing some work, and for security of course. You'll be able to see me and I'll be able to see you. If you require anyone else in the room, just get my attention, but you will be paying by ever five minutes for the extra help."
Help? I thought, I doubt I'll need any!
"Ok, I'm ready." I said.
"Alright, have fun." She said and walked off.
I entered the room and found a girl hogtied on the bed like I had asked. Arms up and back exposing her underarms under her silk blouse. When I came into the room, she looked at me and started giggling and panicking a little through a gag in her mouth. I thought she was smiling a little. I hadn't asked for a gag though. So I went over and sat on the bed beside her and read her "card" which was on the bed. It said: "Hello, I'm Christina. I can't stand being tickled. Underarms, ribs, stomach, anywhere. My most ticklish spots are my bare sides and the bottoms of my feet."
I read it and smiled, then removed her gag and simnply went to town on her. She was SOOOO squirmy and flexable. She fell into alughter of which I've never heard before. Simply insane full belly laughter, uncontrollable. I was tickling her underarms, and ribs through her blouse as she was squirming more then anyone I've ever seen, but her ropes held her together. I often would have to turn her over and I would see her giggly face and then scratch her under the arms and see her panicky squirm and her face scrunch up as she laughed so hard it was silent sometimes. This went on for about 25 minutes or so, then I realized the window to the left where the girl who had shown me in was doing her paperwork, pen in hand. Every now and then she would look up into the room to make sure nothing was awry. I made eye contact with her once and she smiled at me before returning to her toiling.
"Now, how about those sides? Sorry, BARE sides?" I said. Christina started to try to get away, to no avail. I started to pull her blouse up from her skirt (as it was tucked in) This seemed to tickle her quite a bit, but then when I got it up I climbed on top of her to hold her down and I ran both hands lightly and tickly under her blouse to her cute, small little sides. She went nuts, and I mean NUTS!!! Threw her head back and shrieked with laughter as I lightly ran then up and down, up and down. Then scribbled a little, and then running them again. I was having a blast!!!
I did this for another 15 mintues or so, then decided it was time for the feet!
I said; "Are your feet ticklish?" She replied with; "No-NO NO!!! PLEASE!!" But laughing the whole time. I grabbed an ankle, and she somehow pulled it away. I tried again, harder and she squirmed out of my grip again. I hadn't even gotten her SHOES off yet! I sat on her and managed to get one shoe off partly, then almost got kicked in the face and she manouvered it back on. I looked in the window and the woman was still there working, so I thought "I might as well make a request for some help!" I had the $ on me!
I went to the window and she saw me, removed her glasses and came through the door.
"Yes?"
"Can I get some help from someone? She's incredibly good at squirming."
"Sure," she replied, "I'll do it! What would you like?" she asked.
"Well I wanna get her shoes off, but I can't even do it without getting kicked."
She was looking at Christina on the bed and said; "Her feet? Sure." She started to walk over and said; "Hi Christina, how are you?"
Christina replied; "Hi Isabella, I'm fine, but I'm in some trouble now!" she said with a laugh.
Isabella climbed onto the bed beside Christina and took HER shoes off, revealing her feet in thick black stockings. "Ok, I'm going to undo her legs and I'll hold her down for you, Ok?" she asked.
"Sure!" I said. She had obviously done this before. She untied Christina's legs and grabbed them both in a hug, then sat on them and moved down so she was holding Christina'a ankles with her hands and sitting on her calves, as Christina was stomach down now. I removed Christina's heels and her size 11 stockinged soles were hanging over the edge of the bed for me and Isabella was holding them there!
I went CRAZY tickling the bottoms of her stockinged feet all over! Her toes, the balls, her arches (the best spot), her heels, EVERYWHERE!!! She was in more ticklish agony then I knew existed for a ticklee! Isabella was watchjing ever stroke as she grinned and hold firm Christina's ankles. I could see Christina trying ever so desperately to get lose, to NO avail, and her feet were squirming and wrinkling up ever so cutely!
I noticed Isabella had long fingernails, so I said; "You wanna have a go at her?" Christina immediately began begging twice as much as if Isabella had tickled her before.
"Ok, you have to hold her heels though."
So I held her heels down and watched Isabella scramble her fingernails all over the bottoms of Christina's big pantyhosed feet!
"Hey Christina, still like my nails?" She said.
Then she stopped and said; "Here, let's do this..." and she stopped tickling and held one of her ankles down and I held the other. Then she said; "Now you with your other hand hold her toes in place." Chritina was alREADY laughing when I grabbed her toes of her left foot, then Isabella with her free hand tickled a completely immobilzed nyloned sole with her nails all over the MOST ticklish spot of Christina's foot, the arch.
"This is what we do to the guys who come iun to be tickle tortured!" She said with a grin.
She was contstantly moving her nails around. It was VICIOUS! Then she started tomove her nails down the heel of the foot she was holding down just a little, and made a claw with her hand while still holding her down. This girl know what she was doing. Christina of course was in ticklish agony!
"You REALLY wanna get her?" Isabella then asked me.
"Ok!" I said.
"Here," and she started to turn around while still holding Christina's legs down. "You tickle the bottoms of her feet, and I'm going to tickle the backs of her knees with my nails, cuz she LOVES my nails. Don'tcha Sweetie?" She asked our tickle victim.
Isabella turned around and sat on Christina's calves facing her butt. NOW I had Christina's soles hanging off, AND on either side of her feet I had ISABELLA'S feet hanging off the bed, in thicker black stockings. Heaven!
"I started tickling Christina's feet as soon as I heard Isabella begin. This was basically too much for the poor girl, it was nasty! I then couldn't resist, so I said are YOUR feet ticklish also?" and I scribbled just one finger around both of her tights-covered soles. She squirmed her feet around and gave a beautiful unexpected laugh for about 2 seconds, then looked behind a bit and said;
"Very!"
So I alternated tickling the bottoms of Christin'a tan covered soles, and Isabella's black stockinged soles. LOTS of girls' screaming and giggling! Then I got carried away and start REALLY tickling the bottoms of Isabella's feet, and she took it for as long as she could before shrieking and climbing off Christina who of course squirmed into the fetal position.
She looked at me lying on the bed smiling, then glanced at the clock and said; "Oh my! time was up 5 minutes ago. So Isabella put her shoes back on while smiling and making small talk, and led me out of the room. I paid the remainder of the bill and said; "Maybe next time I'll request YOU for a ticklee!" She replied with; "Hee hee, well just don't request any help then! I can't stand it! See you again!"
Then we stopped at one and she opened a file, and proceeded to question me for what I had ordered to make sure it was the same on her file.
"You wanted a sub?"
"Yes."
"Girl?"
"Yes."
"Sorry, 'very ticklish girl' (as she read the file), Tan nylons, black skirt, white blouse, and heels?"
"That's right."
"Ok. It says here you had requested her to be hogtied, but arms up and back instead of behind her back, is that right?"
"Yup."
Then she looked up at me with a bit of a grin and said; "You wanna tickle her under the arms?"
I smiled and sort of looked away; "You bet!"
"Well you'll be happy. We gave you Christina today. She's the most ticklish of all of us." she said as she looked over the file. "Ok, she's ready in there. I'll be in the window doing some work, and for security of course. You'll be able to see me and I'll be able to see you. If you require anyone else in the room, just get my attention, but you will be paying by ever five minutes for the extra help."
Help? I thought, I doubt I'll need any!
"Ok, I'm ready." I said.
"Alright, have fun." She said and walked off.
I entered the room and found a girl hogtied on the bed like I had asked. Arms up and back exposing her underarms under her silk blouse. When I came into the room, she looked at me and started giggling and panicking a little through a gag in her mouth. I thought she was smiling a little. I hadn't asked for a gag though. So I went over and sat on the bed beside her and read her "card" which was on the bed. It said: "Hello, I'm Christina. I can't stand being tickled. Underarms, ribs, stomach, anywhere. My most ticklish spots are my bare sides and the bottoms of my feet."
I read it and smiled, then removed her gag and simnply went to town on her. She was SOOOO squirmy and flexable. She fell into alughter of which I've never heard before. Simply insane full belly laughter, uncontrollable. I was tickling her underarms, and ribs through her blouse as she was squirming more then anyone I've ever seen, but her ropes held her together. I often would have to turn her over and I would see her giggly face and then scratch her under the arms and see her panicky squirm and her face scrunch up as she laughed so hard it was silent sometimes. This went on for about 25 minutes or so, then I realized the window to the left where the girl who had shown me in was doing her paperwork, pen in hand. Every now and then she would look up into the room to make sure nothing was awry. I made eye contact with her once and she smiled at me before returning to her toiling.
"Now, how about those sides? Sorry, BARE sides?" I said. Christina started to try to get away, to no avail. I started to pull her blouse up from her skirt (as it was tucked in) This seemed to tickle her quite a bit, but then when I got it up I climbed on top of her to hold her down and I ran both hands lightly and tickly under her blouse to her cute, small little sides. She went nuts, and I mean NUTS!!! Threw her head back and shrieked with laughter as I lightly ran then up and down, up and down. Then scribbled a little, and then running them again. I was having a blast!!!
I did this for another 15 mintues or so, then decided it was time for the feet!
I said; "Are your feet ticklish?" She replied with; "No-NO NO!!! PLEASE!!" But laughing the whole time. I grabbed an ankle, and she somehow pulled it away. I tried again, harder and she squirmed out of my grip again. I hadn't even gotten her SHOES off yet! I sat on her and managed to get one shoe off partly, then almost got kicked in the face and she manouvered it back on. I looked in the window and the woman was still there working, so I thought "I might as well make a request for some help!" I had the $ on me!
I went to the window and she saw me, removed her glasses and came through the door.
"Yes?"
"Can I get some help from someone? She's incredibly good at squirming."
"Sure," she replied, "I'll do it! What would you like?" she asked.
"Well I wanna get her shoes off, but I can't even do it without getting kicked."
She was looking at Christina on the bed and said; "Her feet? Sure." She started to walk over and said; "Hi Christina, how are you?"
Christina replied; "Hi Isabella, I'm fine, but I'm in some trouble now!" she said with a laugh.
Isabella climbed onto the bed beside Christina and took HER shoes off, revealing her feet in thick black stockings. "Ok, I'm going to undo her legs and I'll hold her down for you, Ok?" she asked.
"Sure!" I said. She had obviously done this before. She untied Christina's legs and grabbed them both in a hug, then sat on them and moved down so she was holding Christina'a ankles with her hands and sitting on her calves, as Christina was stomach down now. I removed Christina's heels and her size 11 stockinged soles were hanging over the edge of the bed for me and Isabella was holding them there!
I went CRAZY tickling the bottoms of her stockinged feet all over! Her toes, the balls, her arches (the best spot), her heels, EVERYWHERE!!! She was in more ticklish agony then I knew existed for a ticklee! Isabella was watchjing ever stroke as she grinned and hold firm Christina's ankles. I could see Christina trying ever so desperately to get lose, to NO avail, and her feet were squirming and wrinkling up ever so cutely!
I noticed Isabella had long fingernails, so I said; "You wanna have a go at her?" Christina immediately began begging twice as much as if Isabella had tickled her before.
"Ok, you have to hold her heels though."
So I held her heels down and watched Isabella scramble her fingernails all over the bottoms of Christina's big pantyhosed feet!
"Hey Christina, still like my nails?" She said.
Then she stopped and said; "Here, let's do this..." and she stopped tickling and held one of her ankles down and I held the other. Then she said; "Now you with your other hand hold her toes in place." Chritina was alREADY laughing when I grabbed her toes of her left foot, then Isabella with her free hand tickled a completely immobilzed nyloned sole with her nails all over the MOST ticklish spot of Christina's foot, the arch.
"This is what we do to the guys who come iun to be tickle tortured!" She said with a grin.
She was contstantly moving her nails around. It was VICIOUS! Then she started tomove her nails down the heel of the foot she was holding down just a little, and made a claw with her hand while still holding her down. This girl know what she was doing. Christina of course was in ticklish agony!
"You REALLY wanna get her?" Isabella then asked me.
"Ok!" I said.
"Here," and she started to turn around while still holding Christina's legs down. "You tickle the bottoms of her feet, and I'm going to tickle the backs of her knees with my nails, cuz she LOVES my nails. Don'tcha Sweetie?" She asked our tickle victim.
Isabella turned around and sat on Christina's calves facing her butt. NOW I had Christina's soles hanging off, AND on either side of her feet I had ISABELLA'S feet hanging off the bed, in thicker black stockings. Heaven!
"I started tickling Christina's feet as soon as I heard Isabella begin. This was basically too much for the poor girl, it was nasty! I then couldn't resist, so I said are YOUR feet ticklish also?" and I scribbled just one finger around both of her tights-covered soles. She squirmed her feet around and gave a beautiful unexpected laugh for about 2 seconds, then looked behind a bit and said;
"Very!"
So I alternated tickling the bottoms of Christin'a tan covered soles, and Isabella's black stockinged soles. LOTS of girls' screaming and giggling! Then I got carried away and start REALLY tickling the bottoms of Isabella's feet, and she took it for as long as she could before shrieking and climbing off Christina who of course squirmed into the fetal position.
She looked at me lying on the bed smiling, then glanced at the clock and said; "Oh my! time was up 5 minutes ago. So Isabella put her shoes back on while smiling and making small talk, and led me out of the room. I paid the remainder of the bill and said; "Maybe next time I'll request YOU for a ticklee!" She replied with; "Hee hee, well just don't request any help then! I can't stand it! See you again!"
