Kelly was a young woman in college trying to learn about herself. She knew she loved tickling, but she wanted to know what a woman tickling her was like. She learned about a place that sounded really good. It was called The Tickling Dungeon. The only problem was it wasn't close by. But from what she heard, it was worth the travel.
Amanda wasn't much older than Kelly, but she was a very skilled tickler. She wasn't cheap, but Kelly was willing to spend a bit on this. Kelly booked the session and flew over. In no time, she found herself at The Tickling Dungeon. She was let right in.
"Mistress Amanda?" Kelly asked.
"Yes, and you are Kelly?"
"Yes." they shook hands.
Amanda grabbed a notebook, "Over the phone you said you were normally a tickler but wanted to experience being tickled by a woman," Kelly nodded, "You also said you have a big foot fetish."
"I have a thing for feet yes, it's all true," Kelly confirmed.
"You have your options, you can be tied on the pole, locked in the stocks, or tied to the table."
Kelly looked at each one and decided on the stocks. She removed her shoes and clothes and sat down. Amanda locked her feet in and tied her arms above her. She sat in the stocks in just her underwear. Amanda grabbed a chair and put it in front of Kelly's feet.
"Let's see here~" Amanda lightly traced her nails down Kelly's feet.
"EEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEEE!!"
Amanda was more than satisfied wit how ticklish Kelly's feet were. Kelly was very surprised by how ticklish she was. She had never really been tickled before. This was all really a new experience for her.
Amanda lightly tickled every wrinkle on Kelly's feet while she giggled and giggled.
"Someone is very ticklish I see~"
Amanda removed her nails from her feet. She got up and got beside Kelly. Then, she began lightly tickling her sides and belly.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!"
As Amanda moved on and began lightly ticklish her armpits, which didn't maker her laugh any less, she wondered how Kelly was going to handle the real tickling. Once she finished with her armpits, she was done testing her sensitivity. She went over to the wall and picked up a small fluffy feather to tickle and tease her navel.
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! THATTICKLESSOMUCH!!!"
Although Amanda tried to be gentle with the feather, she underestimated how sensitive Kelly was. So, she stopped holding back and began showing her navel no mercy.
"WAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! NOTMYBELLYBUTTON!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!!"
Amanda feathered her navel for about five minutes before quitting.
Kelly was catching her breath and began thinking she may not have been ready for this. But, she wasn't giving up She traveled all the way here, and she wanted this experience, she was determined to make it through her entire session.
Amanda decided to grab some oil and returned to Kelly, who recovered a little. She opened the bottle and began applying the oil to Kelly's armpits.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"I'm not even tickling you~"
Once Amanda had covered her underarms in oil, she took her hands away. She was standing behind Kelly, who couldn't see Amanda's wiggling fingers approach her underarms. Kelly couldn't see anything but she knew Amanda was planning something.
"Coochie coochie coo~"
Amanda's fingers finally made contact with Kelly's armpits.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! OHOHOHOHOMYGAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"
Amanda slowed down, dragging her nails along her armpits much slower.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!!"
After a few more minutes, Amanda stopped tickling. She returned to the wall and decided on what to do next. She realized there was one spot she had forgotten, Kelly's feet. She just needed to figure out what to do with them. Finally, she decided. She put on a fuzzy mitten and went to the chair at Kelly's feet. This time Amanda put her bare feet up so that Kelly could see them. They were beautiful and well taken care of.
Kelly stared at her feet, but she didn't get much time to just sit and admire them. Amanda began running the fuzzy mitten up and down one of Kelly's feet.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"
"Tickle tickle~ Your feet are so ticklish~ Mine are too~ I bet you want to tickle mine too~"
Kelly kept laughing with all her might as Amanda tickled away at her feet. She began using her other hand without a mitten to tickle her other foot.
"OHOHOHOHONOOOOOOOO!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!"
Amanda played with her feet and wiggled her own at Kelly for quite a while before stopping.
Amanda finally removed Kelly's panties and then grabbed a feather duster. It was time for the big finish. Amanda began using the feather duster on Kelly's pussy, going back and forth, teasing and tickling it. Kelly could feel it building. She was already turned on from the tickling and Amanda's beautiful soles. Amanda then decided to use her other hand to tickler her belly.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAAAA!!!!!"
It was too much for sensitive Kelly. Just as she came, she passed out.
When she woke up, she was out of the restraints and in a chair with her clothes on her lap.
"I'm sorry about that," Amanda apologized, "I got a little carried away."
"No, that was intense, I liked it," Kelly got up, "Thank you for this experience."
Kelly put her clothes back on and then said good bye and left. She learned what she had wanted to learn. That she liked having a woman tickle her. She continued to look back on this experience fondly.
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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...