allbutnone86
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Though I had been waiting for this day for quite some time, I was now having some doubts as I went up to the door. A few months back, I revealed to my friend my love for being tickled. She told me that she had overheard something about a woman that could fulfill my ticklish desires. I looked into this woman, though that was hard to do, and from what I found, it was true. You payed by the hour and you would be tickled in pretty much whatever way you wanted. I scraped up a bit of money and booked a time. That day came slowly as I anxiously waited for it, but now it seemed more intimidating. A lady opened the door and I went inside regardless of my feelings.
Once inside the lady took me to a desk where she asked me a few questions and gave me a paper to fill out. It was strange, the entrance looked like a typical front office, I expected something different I guess. After I handed back the paper, I was lead back to a room where I saw who I assumed was the woman who would do the tickling.
"Ah yes, my next client," she greeted me with a handshake, "Let me show you around."
She showed me various tools for tickling, some I hadn't even seen before. Finally, she asked me what I wanted to do for my hour. I was intimidated by the amount of choices I had here. So, I said that I wanted to be tied down, and then to keep the rest a surprise. She agreed to that then had me strip, then lie on the table, and then she tied my arms and legs down. After that she brought a blindfold to me.
"If you really want a surprise, I'll put this on. Then you won't know what's coming."
After that I was ready for my hour to begin.
She began by digging her fingers into my pits. I hadn't expected it, so I immediately burst out laughing. It seemed like she didn't want to start with anything too intense. She moved her fingers over to my neck, down to my belly, to my ribs, sides and so on. I realized that she was exploring my body, trying to find where I was ticklish and how ticklish I was. After she seemed to have figured out my body, she stopped.
I heard her go over somewhere, probably to grab some tool. She came back over to me, but didn't immediately begin tickling. She was either figuring out where to tickle next, or trying to surprise me. Either way, I patiently waited there for a couple of seconds till I felt something tickle my thigh. It was soft feeling, and lightly tickled it, it must have been a feather.She waved that feather over my thighs and belly while I giggled away. Then the feather somehow found its way to my foot. The feather may not have tickled as much as her fingers, but it was an interesting sensation, kind of relaxing. Then, she got a bigger more tickly feather that was used to tickle her sides and belly.
I wondered if she was working me up to something more, and if so what that could be. I was excited but also a little scared. She moved on to a new tool that she used on my belly again. This one scratched but also tickled like crazy, I didn't recognize the tool this time. Then, she used it on my feet, which tickled even more. Then she grabbed a second tool and used it on my other foot. While the one tool scratched, the other one was much softer and had a lot more give to it, I'm pretty sure it was a feather duster.
She stopped again and went to grab new tools. I heard a bottle open, I was curious as to what it was but soon found out. It was baby oil, and she used a brush to apply it! Oh man did that tickle! And that was only the beginning. She grabbed a tool that was kind of rubbery feeling and teased my skin more than it tickled. But, being as hyper sensitive as I was at that moment, I still giggled. Then, she grabbed the brush again and went back to my feet. She brushed up and down and all around my feet for a while. Then she dropped the tools she was using and went back to her fingers. I certainly wasn't prepared for that! With the oil now on me, it tickled like crazy. I laughed and laughed away.
Finally, to my disappointment, my hour was up. She untied me and then handed me my clothes. I couldn't believe how wonderful it was. I walked out thinking about the next opportunity I might have to come back.
The End
Once inside the lady took me to a desk where she asked me a few questions and gave me a paper to fill out. It was strange, the entrance looked like a typical front office, I expected something different I guess. After I handed back the paper, I was lead back to a room where I saw who I assumed was the woman who would do the tickling.
"Ah yes, my next client," she greeted me with a handshake, "Let me show you around."
She showed me various tools for tickling, some I hadn't even seen before. Finally, she asked me what I wanted to do for my hour. I was intimidated by the amount of choices I had here. So, I said that I wanted to be tied down, and then to keep the rest a surprise. She agreed to that then had me strip, then lie on the table, and then she tied my arms and legs down. After that she brought a blindfold to me.
"If you really want a surprise, I'll put this on. Then you won't know what's coming."
After that I was ready for my hour to begin.
She began by digging her fingers into my pits. I hadn't expected it, so I immediately burst out laughing. It seemed like she didn't want to start with anything too intense. She moved her fingers over to my neck, down to my belly, to my ribs, sides and so on. I realized that she was exploring my body, trying to find where I was ticklish and how ticklish I was. After she seemed to have figured out my body, she stopped.
I heard her go over somewhere, probably to grab some tool. She came back over to me, but didn't immediately begin tickling. She was either figuring out where to tickle next, or trying to surprise me. Either way, I patiently waited there for a couple of seconds till I felt something tickle my thigh. It was soft feeling, and lightly tickled it, it must have been a feather.She waved that feather over my thighs and belly while I giggled away. Then the feather somehow found its way to my foot. The feather may not have tickled as much as her fingers, but it was an interesting sensation, kind of relaxing. Then, she got a bigger more tickly feather that was used to tickle her sides and belly.
I wondered if she was working me up to something more, and if so what that could be. I was excited but also a little scared. She moved on to a new tool that she used on my belly again. This one scratched but also tickled like crazy, I didn't recognize the tool this time. Then, she used it on my feet, which tickled even more. Then she grabbed a second tool and used it on my other foot. While the one tool scratched, the other one was much softer and had a lot more give to it, I'm pretty sure it was a feather duster.
She stopped again and went to grab new tools. I heard a bottle open, I was curious as to what it was but soon found out. It was baby oil, and she used a brush to apply it! Oh man did that tickle! And that was only the beginning. She grabbed a tool that was kind of rubbery feeling and teased my skin more than it tickled. But, being as hyper sensitive as I was at that moment, I still giggled. Then, she grabbed the brush again and went back to my feet. She brushed up and down and all around my feet for a while. Then she dropped the tools she was using and went back to her fingers. I certainly wasn't prepared for that! With the oil now on me, it tickled like crazy. I laughed and laughed away.
Finally, to my disappointment, my hour was up. She untied me and then handed me my clothes. I couldn't believe how wonderful it was. I walked out thinking about the next opportunity I might have to come back.
The End
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