My first memory in life at age three was of my mother using pink satin ribbons to tickle my face and neck at bedtime. She made pom poms of satin ribbons and bows she called tickle toys. She would wear satin lingerie and gloves and smoke cigarettes as she tickled me. She would talk about how nice the satin felt and how pretty it was.
As I got older she got more creative and put bridal satin sheets on my bed and began using the ribbon pom poms on my chest, tummy, underams,legs and feet. This was in the 1960's and soon she had me in silk stockings and garter belt for her tickle games. She began using satin sashes to tie me so I wouldn't be able to escape the sensations. She sewed her own satin gloves from bridal satin with slits in the finger tips for her nails. She would cover me with the shiny side of the satin sheet and use her nails on the dull side to tickle me for hours on end.
She had desperatly wanted a girl and was stuck with me as an only male child. Once I was addicted to the touch of satin she began dressing me up with full make up, wigs and pink satin dresses. By this time she was wearing satin evening gowns and gloves when she did her tickle sessions with me. She would always start on my face and neck with the ribbons. It felt wonderful but I would be deperate to scratch away the sensations. Then she would move on to the rest of my body and tickle me until I would be so broken I could no longer even struggle.
The older I got the more I knew what was gong on at home was far from normal. I had pretty much no social life and would run home to my mother after school each day in the hope of a satin tickle session.
It went on until I was sixteen. She had a hysterectomy and it all stopped. There was a lot more to it than just tickle torture. She used satin and leather gloves over the years to masturbate me.
I am wondering if anyone here has an experience like mine? Or if anyone likes to use bridal satin, ribbons and bows for tickling?
As I got older she got more creative and put bridal satin sheets on my bed and began using the ribbon pom poms on my chest, tummy, underams,legs and feet. This was in the 1960's and soon she had me in silk stockings and garter belt for her tickle games. She began using satin sashes to tie me so I wouldn't be able to escape the sensations. She sewed her own satin gloves from bridal satin with slits in the finger tips for her nails. She would cover me with the shiny side of the satin sheet and use her nails on the dull side to tickle me for hours on end.
She had desperatly wanted a girl and was stuck with me as an only male child. Once I was addicted to the touch of satin she began dressing me up with full make up, wigs and pink satin dresses. By this time she was wearing satin evening gowns and gloves when she did her tickle sessions with me. She would always start on my face and neck with the ribbons. It felt wonderful but I would be deperate to scratch away the sensations. Then she would move on to the rest of my body and tickle me until I would be so broken I could no longer even struggle.
The older I got the more I knew what was gong on at home was far from normal. I had pretty much no social life and would run home to my mother after school each day in the hope of a satin tickle session.
It went on until I was sixteen. She had a hysterectomy and it all stopped. There was a lot more to it than just tickle torture. She used satin and leather gloves over the years to masturbate me.
I am wondering if anyone here has an experience like mine? Or if anyone likes to use bridal satin, ribbons and bows for tickling?
