Tickle therapy
Mark was 64 and always had a fascination with tickling women and the strong reactions it caused to them.
He also realized laughing uncontrollably would release endorphins and therefore would be a great stress reliever. So he decided to place an ad on a few alternative sites offering tickle therapy to women in need to release the stress they were suffering for different reasons. The ad specifically mentioned that the potential patients needed to be extremely ticklish for the therapy to work effectively and that restraints may be required.
Now after 4 years he did that, he had quite a few regular patients, and getting new ones once in a while. They were women of different ages and looks. His very favorite one was Ann. She was 48, a dominant woman having a FLR marriage with her submissive husband. She was 5’7, brunette with short hair, pale skin with a hourglass figure and a very large chest. She got stress in her life for different reasons, work and especially her husband who was often misbehaving. No matter how hard she would punish him by flogging, even whipping him, keeping him locked up in chastity, he would always find a way to misbehave.
Ann’s therapy sessions were about once a month and as she most ticklish under her arms, she was restrained with her arms securely tied over her head both on the therapy bed and standing with her wrists locked into leather cuffs hanging from the ceiling.
Mark would gently scratch her underarms with his fingers, starting with just the index fingers which sent her already in a state of constant loud laughter as she was really insanely ticklish under her arms. Tickling there with all fingers and digging while wiggling them in the very centers would make her burst with continuous fits of loud, wild laughter. The sessions lasted about an hour and afterwards she needed about half hour to recover and recompose herself from the wild, constant laughing but at the same time she felt the stress had all gone away and for a few weeks at least she would feel really much better.
After just three weeks Mark got a message from Ann wanting to book a session.
She arrived the following day wearing a tank top as usual with a very large bra underneath holding her massive chest. They talked for a while and Ann told him she was extremely ticklish all over on her upper body and that there was a spot where she was even more ticklish than under the arms. Mark asked what spot was that. Ann blushed and said: “I’m not sure if this is appropriate but I have thought about it for quite a long time and decided to tell you as therapy would work even better….well, it is so that that spot is…. my nipples and breasts!!”
Mark said: “I realize this is embarrassing for you, but I’m glad you took the courage of telling me as I definitely want that your therapy works the best!!”
So he asked her to stand up and take off her tank top and bra. She took off her tank top revealing a XXL size white bra with eight hooks in the back! She slowly undid the hooks and her cleavage grew larger and larger after each hook was undone, finally, nervously, she undid the last hook and an amazing sight was in front of Mark’s eyes. Her boobs fell down having the shape of large oval watermelons, jiggling and swaying from side to side for many seconds before hanging down still. Her areoles were the size of saucers with small nipples topping them. Mark was trying to act professionally but couldn’t help noticing the exceptional size of Ann’s boobs and areoles. Ann was blushing but Mark reassured her and led her under the leather cuffs hanging from the ceiling. Her boobs jiggled and bounced heavily while walking. He carefully lifted her arms and locked her wrists into the leather cuffs.
He then took a small, soft feathers to test of ticklish Ann’s boobs really wear. He stroke one of her very wide areoles with the feather which made Ann let a high pitched laugh. He couldn’t believe how ticklish her areoles were!! He took two small artist brushes and used them on her areoles with a circling motion. That made Ann explode with loud uncontrollable laughter at once. But the wildest reactions he got from wiggling his fingers all over her areoles, her boobs and especially the undersides. He tickled her enormous boobs for 20 minutes nonstop making Ann laugh wildly and desperately nonstop. By the end of it Ann was hanging limp from her wrists, tears of laughter streaming down her cheeks. He tickled her underarms for 20 more minutes and then again her boobs for the remaining 20 minutes of her therapy session.
It took quite a long time to Ann to recover from the very intense therapy session. As she left she said to Mark: “this was amazing!! We definitely need to do it again!”.
Mark was 64 and always had a fascination with tickling women and the strong reactions it caused to them.
He also realized laughing uncontrollably would release endorphins and therefore would be a great stress reliever. So he decided to place an ad on a few alternative sites offering tickle therapy to women in need to release the stress they were suffering for different reasons. The ad specifically mentioned that the potential patients needed to be extremely ticklish for the therapy to work effectively and that restraints may be required.
Now after 4 years he did that, he had quite a few regular patients, and getting new ones once in a while. They were women of different ages and looks. His very favorite one was Ann. She was 48, a dominant woman having a FLR marriage with her submissive husband. She was 5’7, brunette with short hair, pale skin with a hourglass figure and a very large chest. She got stress in her life for different reasons, work and especially her husband who was often misbehaving. No matter how hard she would punish him by flogging, even whipping him, keeping him locked up in chastity, he would always find a way to misbehave.
Ann’s therapy sessions were about once a month and as she most ticklish under her arms, she was restrained with her arms securely tied over her head both on the therapy bed and standing with her wrists locked into leather cuffs hanging from the ceiling.
Mark would gently scratch her underarms with his fingers, starting with just the index fingers which sent her already in a state of constant loud laughter as she was really insanely ticklish under her arms. Tickling there with all fingers and digging while wiggling them in the very centers would make her burst with continuous fits of loud, wild laughter. The sessions lasted about an hour and afterwards she needed about half hour to recover and recompose herself from the wild, constant laughing but at the same time she felt the stress had all gone away and for a few weeks at least she would feel really much better.
After just three weeks Mark got a message from Ann wanting to book a session.
She arrived the following day wearing a tank top as usual with a very large bra underneath holding her massive chest. They talked for a while and Ann told him she was extremely ticklish all over on her upper body and that there was a spot where she was even more ticklish than under the arms. Mark asked what spot was that. Ann blushed and said: “I’m not sure if this is appropriate but I have thought about it for quite a long time and decided to tell you as therapy would work even better….well, it is so that that spot is…. my nipples and breasts!!”
Mark said: “I realize this is embarrassing for you, but I’m glad you took the courage of telling me as I definitely want that your therapy works the best!!”
So he asked her to stand up and take off her tank top and bra. She took off her tank top revealing a XXL size white bra with eight hooks in the back! She slowly undid the hooks and her cleavage grew larger and larger after each hook was undone, finally, nervously, she undid the last hook and an amazing sight was in front of Mark’s eyes. Her boobs fell down having the shape of large oval watermelons, jiggling and swaying from side to side for many seconds before hanging down still. Her areoles were the size of saucers with small nipples topping them. Mark was trying to act professionally but couldn’t help noticing the exceptional size of Ann’s boobs and areoles. Ann was blushing but Mark reassured her and led her under the leather cuffs hanging from the ceiling. Her boobs jiggled and bounced heavily while walking. He carefully lifted her arms and locked her wrists into the leather cuffs.
He then took a small, soft feathers to test of ticklish Ann’s boobs really wear. He stroke one of her very wide areoles with the feather which made Ann let a high pitched laugh. He couldn’t believe how ticklish her areoles were!! He took two small artist brushes and used them on her areoles with a circling motion. That made Ann explode with loud uncontrollable laughter at once. But the wildest reactions he got from wiggling his fingers all over her areoles, her boobs and especially the undersides. He tickled her enormous boobs for 20 minutes nonstop making Ann laugh wildly and desperately nonstop. By the end of it Ann was hanging limp from her wrists, tears of laughter streaming down her cheeks. He tickled her underarms for 20 more minutes and then again her boobs for the remaining 20 minutes of her therapy session.
It took quite a long time to Ann to recover from the very intense therapy session. As she left she said to Mark: “this was amazing!! We definitely need to do it again!”.
