This is an F/M story, and it is true, if you don't like either of those, please don't bitch to me; you have been forewarned.
This is a story of my recent visit to a dungeon in Chicago. If THAT bothers you, read no further. Otherwise, please enjoy this story... I sure did.
I had the day off from work, and decided to visit a fetish dungeon that I had been to once or twice before a long time ago.
I was greeted at the door by the headmistress, Mistress Nina. She is a tall, stunning African-American woman with a shapely, model's body and eyes that looked right through me, and made me want to get on my knees right there. She was incredibly sweet and pleasant to me, but I have no trouble imagining her being a fearsome dominatrix. I was not, however, there to see her, I had made an appointment to see Mistress Jin-Li, a woman about whom very little is written on the dungeon's website, and about whom I knew nothing other than the fact that she is Asian. (I have a tickling fetish, and an Asian fetish.. this was premeditated masochism.)
Anyway, Mistress Nina allowed me to use the bathroom, and led me to the room where I'd spend the next two hours. She informed me that Mistress Jin- Li was running a little bit late, and that I should make myself comfortable. I did this by removing my shoes and socks and sitting on the bondage table.
After about ten minutes, Mistress Jin-Li arrived and entered "my" room. I was immediately taken aback by her cold demeanor. She offered her hand as I hopped off the bondage table (immediately feeling stupid, how does one gracefully remove one's self from a table?) and shook it. Her hand shake was firm and warm. Much more of a professional handshake than I've received from most "professional" men. She had my full respect.
Mistress Jin-Li's photographs on the dungeon's website do not do her credit. She is an exquisitely beautiful woman, standing about 5'5", only an inch or two shorter than me, with a shape that one would try not to call "an Asian woman's body", but one would have little other ways to describe it. Her body is amazing, and she was about to torture me with all of it.
Jin-Li began the afternoon by interviewing me, and asking what it was that I wanted to do today. I had discussed this with the headmistress, but either that information had not been passed along, or Jin-Li wanted to hear it from me personally. I sound like I am complaining about courteous and safe practices, but rather I am simply commenting on my surprise. I informed my Mistress that I would like to be tickled. She asked if I wanted to be bound. I replied that I am a thrasher, and that for her safety and for better access to me, it would be better if I was bound very tightly. She then asked me about many, many other facets of S&M, and would I be interested in them. Some of these I was familliar with, some of these I had to ask her what they were, most of them I declined. With just a small hint of disappointment in her voice, Jin-Li verified "So you are really not into the pain aspect of it all, you just want to be tickled..." I nodded my head, and then thought better of myself "Yes Mistress" I replied. She smiled at my predicament and went on. She informed me that she is a very stern mistress, so if I want a fun and playful erotic session, I should tell her now. I said yes, I was looking for a playful atmosphere. She then got up, and somehow I was on the other side of the room, her presence and aura had made me retreat without my knowing it.
"I will be playful, but I still demand discipline. I want your clothed piled neatly in that corner" she pointed, "and I want you kneeling in a submissive position with your forehead on the floor."
I agreed verbally.
"Oh", she seemed to remember.. "with tickling, a roleplay is fun, do you have any ideas?"
I shook my head, she raised an eyebrow "Uh... no Mistress, could you suggest something?"
She looked up at the ceiling in thought for a moment, and finally said "I am going to have caught you doing something, and I am going to make you confess to it.. like an interrogation, OK?"
"Yes Mistress, that sounds like fun." I was not lying.
"I want you on the floor when I come back, and that will be when the scene will begin. You will not know what you are accused of until I accuse you of it. do you understand?"
"MM-Hmm." I replied, nodding.
"MM-Hmm." She admonished, her gaze telling me that I'd better find my tongue. I finally did, and she let the room.
Mistress Jin-Li returned to find me in the exact position she'd requested. Using little hums and "yummy" sounds, I could tell she was pleased. She removed her shoes, and leaned against the bondage table behind me, and used her toes to tickle my ass, finding out almost immediately that my ass and the backs of my thighs are in my top five tickle spots. Realizing this, she leaned over to scrape her nails all over this region, sending me into hysterics, but unwilling to move much, for fear of reprisals. Drowned out by my laugher, I could hear Jin-Li giving me a command. Knowing that disobeying the command I could not understand would lead to more tickling, I pretended I didn't hear her. She repeated her command again, louder and crystal clear. I heard her perfectly this time, but could not obey her.
Dear God, she was speaking another language!
She repeated it again, giving my ass a little kick. I took a wild guess and lifted my head, kneeling upright. Jin-Li yelled something else and dug into my ribs until I put my forehead back on the rug. Again she spat her command at me, reaching under to tickle the backs of my thighs while she repeated the word over and over. Laughing hysterically and unable to understand, I screamed out between gales of laughter "I CAN'T UNDERSTAND YOU!!"
She stopped tickling for a moment. With my head on the carpet I could not see her, but I could imagine her puzzling over waht to do with me. And she did what I expected her to. Like she was talking to a six-year-old, she repeated the phrase slowly and deliberately, resting her nails on my sides as she did so. I did nothing, and she assaulted my sides for an eternity.
Walking around me, she made a disgusted sound, and grabbed my hands, lifting me up into a standing position. She made a gesture with her hands and repeated her phrase, as if to say "See? Stand UP!" She then gently ran her nails up and down my chect, lightly tickling, and making me giggle, but not laugh outright, and backed me against a post, above wich hung a spreader bar. She uttered another command, which I didn't need any help with, and I raised my arms, allowing her to cuff my wrists into place. She knelt down and cuffed my ankles into cuffs with chains attached, and hooked those chains into eye-hooks in the ground. She looked up at me, and smiled a huge smile.. and I melted. There was a beautiful Asian woman, who had just tickled the crap out of me, who had just tied me up for the purposes of further tickling, and who was now kneeling in an incredibly erotic position, smiling the cutest smile in history. Suffice to say, I was more than a little frustrated.
Well, Jin-Li stood up, and leaned in close to check the cuff on my left wrist, which was clearly too loose, and while she tightened it, she looked at me and stammered out the word "Engerish?"
I nodded and said "Yes Mistress"
"My Engerish no very good" She pointed to herself.. "Hangook".
Now I am cosmopolitan enough to know what Hangook means, and I said "Ah, Korea."
A small spark in her eye let me know that she was a little impressed, and as if to say she had talked to me enough, she reached down with lightening speed and went to work with her nails on my hips. The surprise and the ticklishness made me scream and then a stream of laughter erupted from both of us. Me laughing from the tickling, her laughing at me. She tickled my hips and legs for quite some time before allowing me a brief second to breathe. "Why?" I managed. She cocked her head "Whee?"
I tried again: "Why are you doing this?" She replied again "Whee?" and scrabbled her nails into my armpits. She tickled me there and then dragged her nails up and down my arms, settling again into my armpits. She repeated this about twenty times, all the time with me screaming and laughing. A coupple of times I managed to whimper "please stop!" (not my safeword, I'm sure if I had used my safeword she would have "understood" it) and she would continue tickling away, repeating my words "Peez tahp" "peez" Her eyes lit up and she started tickling my sides again. "WORLD PEACE!" she screamed! I was roaring at this point, as Jin-Li spidered my sides for eons.
Finally she started the accusations.. She called me a few names in Korean before translating "thief" and "liar". She indicated a long thin object, and repeatedly pointed to her crotch.
"A Dildo?" I asked.. She nodded, and began tickling my sides mercilously. "You stole Asian girl dildo! You replace!" Tears were rolling down my cheeks as I was laughing, and I realized that she was implying that I was going to be her sex slave.
Jin-Li moved in close and rubbed her body against my naked one, carefully avoiding my swollen cock, all the time tickling me senseless, and whispering Korean words into my ears. She kept repeating one phrase over and over again. I asked her what it meant, and she pondered it for a moment, and smiled triumphantly, shouting "Donkey Fucker!!" At this she slaughtered my upper body for a very long time, me not sure if I was laughing from the intense tickling or the hilarious way she called me a donkey fucker... After tickling me this way for a very long while, she got bored of this position. My Mistress unbound me and pointed to the bondage table, saying something else. I didn't need a translation. I got onto the table and was bound there, spread eagled and somewhat uncomfortable. Without warning she started tickling my feet. Now, as I said, I am a thrasher, and I am sorry to say that Jin-Li had to really work to tickle my feet. At one point she finally got a good grip on my right foot and tickled it's sole until It was almost desensitized (a very long time!) and then did the same to the other foot. In all, it was about 20 minutes of foot tickling, but it felt like twenty hours!
Jin-Li then sat on my face (she was not naked) and slapped at my cock for a few moments. She began speaking English again.
"So you stole my dildo, and all you've brought me is THIS? This is pathetic!" She must have noticed me tensing up, because she gave a little "oh-ho" sound, and lightly tickled my balls with her nails. The gentlest touch sent me screaming into her crotch, which I imagine she decided felt very good, because, still sitting on my face, she spider-tortured my balls for a good twenty five minutes. I don't know how she kept her composure, because all this while I was basically giving her oral sex through her nylons, and she was clearly enjoying it, because she would not get off my face, and she would not stop tickling my balls... I cannot speak for Jin-Li, but I orgasmed at this point, just from the ball-tickling and the face-sitting. She continued tickling me there, even after my orgasm, until finally she figured I'd had enough, and got off of me, tickled my feet for a few minutes more, and untied me. Climbing onto the table next to me, Jin-Li took my whimpering mass into a hug, and becan caressing my chest. she squeezed some lube into my right hand and told me I could release now. I started to do my thing, and she was kissing my forehead and caressing me, making me so hot, and wishing I could come, but the orgasm I'd just had had been far too intense for another one. I lay there and enjoyed her caresses for a few minutes and the scene was over.
I do look forward to my next visit with Mistreass Jin-Li
This is a story of my recent visit to a dungeon in Chicago. If THAT bothers you, read no further. Otherwise, please enjoy this story... I sure did.
I had the day off from work, and decided to visit a fetish dungeon that I had been to once or twice before a long time ago.
I was greeted at the door by the headmistress, Mistress Nina. She is a tall, stunning African-American woman with a shapely, model's body and eyes that looked right through me, and made me want to get on my knees right there. She was incredibly sweet and pleasant to me, but I have no trouble imagining her being a fearsome dominatrix. I was not, however, there to see her, I had made an appointment to see Mistress Jin-Li, a woman about whom very little is written on the dungeon's website, and about whom I knew nothing other than the fact that she is Asian. (I have a tickling fetish, and an Asian fetish.. this was premeditated masochism.)
Anyway, Mistress Nina allowed me to use the bathroom, and led me to the room where I'd spend the next two hours. She informed me that Mistress Jin- Li was running a little bit late, and that I should make myself comfortable. I did this by removing my shoes and socks and sitting on the bondage table.
After about ten minutes, Mistress Jin-Li arrived and entered "my" room. I was immediately taken aback by her cold demeanor. She offered her hand as I hopped off the bondage table (immediately feeling stupid, how does one gracefully remove one's self from a table?) and shook it. Her hand shake was firm and warm. Much more of a professional handshake than I've received from most "professional" men. She had my full respect.
Mistress Jin-Li's photographs on the dungeon's website do not do her credit. She is an exquisitely beautiful woman, standing about 5'5", only an inch or two shorter than me, with a shape that one would try not to call "an Asian woman's body", but one would have little other ways to describe it. Her body is amazing, and she was about to torture me with all of it.
Jin-Li began the afternoon by interviewing me, and asking what it was that I wanted to do today. I had discussed this with the headmistress, but either that information had not been passed along, or Jin-Li wanted to hear it from me personally. I sound like I am complaining about courteous and safe practices, but rather I am simply commenting on my surprise. I informed my Mistress that I would like to be tickled. She asked if I wanted to be bound. I replied that I am a thrasher, and that for her safety and for better access to me, it would be better if I was bound very tightly. She then asked me about many, many other facets of S&M, and would I be interested in them. Some of these I was familliar with, some of these I had to ask her what they were, most of them I declined. With just a small hint of disappointment in her voice, Jin-Li verified "So you are really not into the pain aspect of it all, you just want to be tickled..." I nodded my head, and then thought better of myself "Yes Mistress" I replied. She smiled at my predicament and went on. She informed me that she is a very stern mistress, so if I want a fun and playful erotic session, I should tell her now. I said yes, I was looking for a playful atmosphere. She then got up, and somehow I was on the other side of the room, her presence and aura had made me retreat without my knowing it.
"I will be playful, but I still demand discipline. I want your clothed piled neatly in that corner" she pointed, "and I want you kneeling in a submissive position with your forehead on the floor."
I agreed verbally.
"Oh", she seemed to remember.. "with tickling, a roleplay is fun, do you have any ideas?"
I shook my head, she raised an eyebrow "Uh... no Mistress, could you suggest something?"
She looked up at the ceiling in thought for a moment, and finally said "I am going to have caught you doing something, and I am going to make you confess to it.. like an interrogation, OK?"
"Yes Mistress, that sounds like fun." I was not lying.
"I want you on the floor when I come back, and that will be when the scene will begin. You will not know what you are accused of until I accuse you of it. do you understand?"
"MM-Hmm." I replied, nodding.
"MM-Hmm." She admonished, her gaze telling me that I'd better find my tongue. I finally did, and she let the room.
Mistress Jin-Li returned to find me in the exact position she'd requested. Using little hums and "yummy" sounds, I could tell she was pleased. She removed her shoes, and leaned against the bondage table behind me, and used her toes to tickle my ass, finding out almost immediately that my ass and the backs of my thighs are in my top five tickle spots. Realizing this, she leaned over to scrape her nails all over this region, sending me into hysterics, but unwilling to move much, for fear of reprisals. Drowned out by my laugher, I could hear Jin-Li giving me a command. Knowing that disobeying the command I could not understand would lead to more tickling, I pretended I didn't hear her. She repeated her command again, louder and crystal clear. I heard her perfectly this time, but could not obey her.
Dear God, she was speaking another language!
She repeated it again, giving my ass a little kick. I took a wild guess and lifted my head, kneeling upright. Jin-Li yelled something else and dug into my ribs until I put my forehead back on the rug. Again she spat her command at me, reaching under to tickle the backs of my thighs while she repeated the word over and over. Laughing hysterically and unable to understand, I screamed out between gales of laughter "I CAN'T UNDERSTAND YOU!!"
She stopped tickling for a moment. With my head on the carpet I could not see her, but I could imagine her puzzling over waht to do with me. And she did what I expected her to. Like she was talking to a six-year-old, she repeated the phrase slowly and deliberately, resting her nails on my sides as she did so. I did nothing, and she assaulted my sides for an eternity.
Walking around me, she made a disgusted sound, and grabbed my hands, lifting me up into a standing position. She made a gesture with her hands and repeated her phrase, as if to say "See? Stand UP!" She then gently ran her nails up and down my chect, lightly tickling, and making me giggle, but not laugh outright, and backed me against a post, above wich hung a spreader bar. She uttered another command, which I didn't need any help with, and I raised my arms, allowing her to cuff my wrists into place. She knelt down and cuffed my ankles into cuffs with chains attached, and hooked those chains into eye-hooks in the ground. She looked up at me, and smiled a huge smile.. and I melted. There was a beautiful Asian woman, who had just tickled the crap out of me, who had just tied me up for the purposes of further tickling, and who was now kneeling in an incredibly erotic position, smiling the cutest smile in history. Suffice to say, I was more than a little frustrated.
Well, Jin-Li stood up, and leaned in close to check the cuff on my left wrist, which was clearly too loose, and while she tightened it, she looked at me and stammered out the word "Engerish?"
I nodded and said "Yes Mistress"
"My Engerish no very good" She pointed to herself.. "Hangook".
Now I am cosmopolitan enough to know what Hangook means, and I said "Ah, Korea."
A small spark in her eye let me know that she was a little impressed, and as if to say she had talked to me enough, she reached down with lightening speed and went to work with her nails on my hips. The surprise and the ticklishness made me scream and then a stream of laughter erupted from both of us. Me laughing from the tickling, her laughing at me. She tickled my hips and legs for quite some time before allowing me a brief second to breathe. "Why?" I managed. She cocked her head "Whee?"
I tried again: "Why are you doing this?" She replied again "Whee?" and scrabbled her nails into my armpits. She tickled me there and then dragged her nails up and down my arms, settling again into my armpits. She repeated this about twenty times, all the time with me screaming and laughing. A coupple of times I managed to whimper "please stop!" (not my safeword, I'm sure if I had used my safeword she would have "understood" it) and she would continue tickling away, repeating my words "Peez tahp" "peez" Her eyes lit up and she started tickling my sides again. "WORLD PEACE!" she screamed! I was roaring at this point, as Jin-Li spidered my sides for eons.
Finally she started the accusations.. She called me a few names in Korean before translating "thief" and "liar". She indicated a long thin object, and repeatedly pointed to her crotch.
"A Dildo?" I asked.. She nodded, and began tickling my sides mercilously. "You stole Asian girl dildo! You replace!" Tears were rolling down my cheeks as I was laughing, and I realized that she was implying that I was going to be her sex slave.
Jin-Li moved in close and rubbed her body against my naked one, carefully avoiding my swollen cock, all the time tickling me senseless, and whispering Korean words into my ears. She kept repeating one phrase over and over again. I asked her what it meant, and she pondered it for a moment, and smiled triumphantly, shouting "Donkey Fucker!!" At this she slaughtered my upper body for a very long time, me not sure if I was laughing from the intense tickling or the hilarious way she called me a donkey fucker... After tickling me this way for a very long while, she got bored of this position. My Mistress unbound me and pointed to the bondage table, saying something else. I didn't need a translation. I got onto the table and was bound there, spread eagled and somewhat uncomfortable. Without warning she started tickling my feet. Now, as I said, I am a thrasher, and I am sorry to say that Jin-Li had to really work to tickle my feet. At one point she finally got a good grip on my right foot and tickled it's sole until It was almost desensitized (a very long time!) and then did the same to the other foot. In all, it was about 20 minutes of foot tickling, but it felt like twenty hours!
Jin-Li then sat on my face (she was not naked) and slapped at my cock for a few moments. She began speaking English again.
"So you stole my dildo, and all you've brought me is THIS? This is pathetic!" She must have noticed me tensing up, because she gave a little "oh-ho" sound, and lightly tickled my balls with her nails. The gentlest touch sent me screaming into her crotch, which I imagine she decided felt very good, because, still sitting on my face, she spider-tortured my balls for a good twenty five minutes. I don't know how she kept her composure, because all this while I was basically giving her oral sex through her nylons, and she was clearly enjoying it, because she would not get off my face, and she would not stop tickling my balls... I cannot speak for Jin-Li, but I orgasmed at this point, just from the ball-tickling and the face-sitting. She continued tickling me there, even after my orgasm, until finally she figured I'd had enough, and got off of me, tickled my feet for a few minutes more, and untied me. Climbing onto the table next to me, Jin-Li took my whimpering mass into a hug, and becan caressing my chest. she squeezed some lube into my right hand and told me I could release now. I started to do my thing, and she was kissing my forehead and caressing me, making me so hot, and wishing I could come, but the orgasm I'd just had had been far too intense for another one. I lay there and enjoyed her caresses for a few minutes and the scene was over.
I do look forward to my next visit with Mistreass Jin-Li
Mistress Jin-Li is beautiful! Thanks for sharing your adventure with us! 
