tickleteasing
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Question to lees who hide there tickle fetish
Here is the situation your in the hospital getting an operation that requires you to recover by being unable to talk for about two weeks. Maybe you have your tonsils taken out or something like that, nothing really extreme or horrible. Then there are two nurses that come in and one says the following thing to the other.
"Last night my husband gave it to me again, I mean as soon as I came home he told me to strip naked and he chased me all over the house. Then whe he finally caught me he threw me naked on the bed, tied me spread eagle, and tickled me sensless with everything possible. Feathers, Q Tips, shaving brushes, pipe cleaner brushes, forks on the soles of the feet, giving me hickeys ALL OVER MY NECK, breathing in my ear, basicly tickling me nonstop for five hours straight. It really did turn me on I was drenched by the time he got done. He even took out a peacock feather and tickled my clitoris under the hood until I passed out" What if every day for two weeks you had to overhear this conversation but could say absolutely nothing. What would you do when you could finally talk? Oh and to make it worse you have to overhear this conversation when the doctor is in the room examining you so you can't get up and leave, apparantly these nurses love to talk about this coincidently at a time where you can't leave and HAVE to hear them?
Here is the situation your in the hospital getting an operation that requires you to recover by being unable to talk for about two weeks. Maybe you have your tonsils taken out or something like that, nothing really extreme or horrible. Then there are two nurses that come in and one says the following thing to the other.
"Last night my husband gave it to me again, I mean as soon as I came home he told me to strip naked and he chased me all over the house. Then whe he finally caught me he threw me naked on the bed, tied me spread eagle, and tickled me sensless with everything possible. Feathers, Q Tips, shaving brushes, pipe cleaner brushes, forks on the soles of the feet, giving me hickeys ALL OVER MY NECK, breathing in my ear, basicly tickling me nonstop for five hours straight. It really did turn me on I was drenched by the time he got done. He even took out a peacock feather and tickled my clitoris under the hood until I passed out" What if every day for two weeks you had to overhear this conversation but could say absolutely nothing. What would you do when you could finally talk? Oh and to make it worse you have to overhear this conversation when the doctor is in the room examining you so you can't get up and leave, apparantly these nurses love to talk about this coincidently at a time where you can't leave and HAVE to hear them?
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