My Mom the Tickling Dom

My Mom the Tickling Dom 5 (f/f)

Amanda: I sat down on a chair across from Amy. I've been telling her my story, but I wanted someone else to tell it from another perspective. That's why I brought in Lisa. So, I continued.

Danielle and I now had the upstairs room in Lisa's bookstore to work in now. Business was going well, we always had at least one person come in a day. We had our regulars that made up most of our sessions. In our 6 months of doing this, we had made a good amount of money even though we paid Lisa 10 percent.

One day around that time, Lisa surprised us by visiting our upstairs room.

"Inspection?" I asked a little confused.

"Not really an inspection," Lisa responded, "I want to see your skills. I want you to demonstrate your abilities on Danielle, if she doesn't mind."

Danielle agreed and I tied her wrists and ankles to the table. Once she was tied up, I got right to work by digging my fingers into her belly.

Lisa shook her head, "No no, you've got it wrong."

I instantly stopped and looked at her confused. She scooted me out of the way and began tickling Danielle herself. She giggled as Lisa gently wiggled her fingers in Danielle's sides. Then Lisa suddenly moved her left hand to Danielle's belly and tickled her hard.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

I was amazed at her technique, and the amount of laughter she was able to get out of Danielle with just her fingers. Lisa stopped.

"If you refine your skills a little, you can tickle like that," she told me.

I was shocked and confused. I wasn't expecting her to be so good at tickling.

"I can help you if you want," Lisa offered.

"How are you so good at tickling?" I asked.

"Just an interest of mine," she responded.

I thought about her offer and decided to decline. Not because I couldn't use any help, but because I didn't think I had time to learn.

Lisa: Even though Amanda declined my offer, I still wanted to help her. She showed so much potential, but she refused to refine her skills. So, I came up with a plan.

When I got home that evening, I picked up the phone and made a call.

"Hello Mary, it's Lisa. Remember that favor you owe me?"

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Amanda: When I arrived at the bookstore the next morning, something seemed odd. Lisa waved me over to tell me something.

"A woman came in and said she had something for you, she left it upstairs."

I went upstairs to check it out and I found a letter lying by the door. I opened the letter anxious to find out what it was for.

"We have Danielle. If you want to get her back, call" and then it had the number to call them.

I felt my heart race and my body tense up as I became overwhelmed by anxiety and fear. I ran back down to Lisa to tell her what I found.

"Lisa I think Danielle has been kidnapped," I handed her the letter.

She read the letter and shook her head, "I've seen this before. I think I know who did it."

"Who?"

"They're criminals from downtown. They have a hideout on 9th street. I can take you there," Lisa offered as she got up and started walking.

"Wait!" I shouted stopping her, "Shouldn't we get the police?"

"You've been learning about tickling, right?" Lisa asked, "You can use that as your weapon."