My name is Amy, I'm 19 years old and just got a new job. A few weeks ago, I found out what my mom used to do for work. She was a tickler for hire at a place called The Tickling Dungeon. Not only that, she was the legendary founder of the place. She told me about the money that could be made through this job, and since I've been struggling for cash, I thought it was a great opportunity. After my mom aggressively taught me the basics, I signed up. Now, I've finally gotten the job.
They called me in when they had my outfit ready. I put it on and it was more comfortable than it looked. I was embarrassed to step out of the changing room, but I did anyways.
"You look lovely dear," Jade said as I showed her my new outfit.
"It's a bit embarrassing," I admitted.
"You have nothing to be embarrassed about. Everyone dresses like that here," Jade put her hand on my back and lead me, "I have your first job lined up. After I feel like you're ready, you will be able to choose your clients. Until then, I will pick them for you."
We stopped when we got to the main hallway.
"Your first client is a regular named Brian. He's easy to work with and understands how things are done here. And to make things easier, I'll have Shelly assist you and teach you."
"You're just going to throw me in?" I asked. I didn't feel qualified yet.
"I feel that you learn best when you dive right in. That's how I was taught."
She tried reassuring me, but it wasn't working so far.
"Your client will be here in one hour. Shelly is waiting for you in room 3. Have fun!" Jade said and went back to her office.
I walked into room 3 where Shelly sat with her feet on top of the stocks. She was working on her nails. She stopped and got up to greet me.
"You must be Amy, I'm Shelly. It's nice to meet you," she said shaking my hand.
"It's nice to meet you too," Shelly looked younger than I expected her to be. Jade told me she was one of the more experienced ticklers here, "I like your nails, I saw you working on them when I came in."
"Thank you, I make sure to take good care of them. They are a very important tool."
She went right back to working on them.
"Is there anything I should know before beginning?" I asked.
"Do you see that sheet over there?" she pointed by the door where a shelf held a paper and a file. I went over and grabbed the paper, "Our clients fill out that sheet to tell us what they want to do. Look at the folder next to it too. That has all the information on the client, where they're ticklish, what tools work best, their preferences and more. Brian has been coming here a while, so there's plenty of info there."
After reading the sheet and folder, I knew what to do. Then I chatted with Shelly for a while until the client arrived. Brian wasn't the type of man I was expecting to see here. He was reasonably good looking and fit. His file said he was 28 years old and a huge tickle freak.
"Good evening mistresses," Brian said coming in.
"Good evening Brian," Shelly responded, "Before we start, this is Mistress Amy, she will be in charge today. She's new so she is still learning."
"I understand," he replied.
"Then let's get started," Shelly looked over at me.
"Yes, now strip," I tried imitating mom's commanding voice she used with me. It seemed to work since he began stripping with no hesitation. Once he was completely naked, I realized I wasn't used to seeing people naked, especially men. Luckily, the room was dimly lit, so he couldn't see my face turning red.
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My Mom the Tickling Dom
General FictionAmy, a 19 year old girl struggling to make money, finds out that her mom, Amanda, used to be a tickler for hire. After being showed the job, Amy becomes one as well. Amy learns how to become a skilled tickler and Amanda teaches her about her time as...