My Mom the Tickling Dom

MMTTD Destress Tickling (f/f)

Alyssa was having the worst week ever. She threw herself on the living room couch and she laid there and pondered everything that was happening. She heard footsteps approaching from behind her and then a familiar voice.

"Long day at work?" Her mom asked.

"More like the worst week ever," Alyssa replied.

Her mom sat down at her feet, "You look like you need something to help you relax."

Alyssa sat up and faced her mom curious about what she had in mind.

"There's a place in town I used to go to when I needed to relax a little, and I think it's still there."

Alyssa raised an eyebrow, "What kind of place?"

Her mom had an awkward smile "Okay, it's a little weird, but it works."

"Mom what kind of place is this?"

"It's a place called The Tickling Dungeon. I know it sounds like a bad place, but trust me. They do normal tickling there too."

Alyssa was confused, "Tickling?" her view of her mom was suddenly changing. Why did she use to go there?

Her mom saw the look on her face and was trying to think of something to say in reply to save herself and not make her look weirder.

"Alyssa, I want you to just try it out. I'll pay for it and everything, then you will see that tickling is nice."

Alyssa thought it was a little weird, but she trusted her. So, she decided to take her mom's advice and go to this place.

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Alyssa got to The Tickling Dungeon and, hesitantly, went inside. The inside was not what she had expected.

"Hello, do you have an appointment?" The woman at the front asked. Her voice was warm and did not intimidate her.

"Yes, my name is Alyssa."

"The mistress will see you in a minute."

The whole place reminded Alyssa of a doctors office. And yet, it was very inviting. It was clean and organized without feeling cold and clinical. The middle aged lady typing away at her computer with soft piano music playing gave the place a very calm feeling. So far, she could see why her mom came here.

The woman at the front desk stopped what she was doing and looked towards Alyssa.

"Alyssa, the mistress is ready to see you in room 4."

The door was unlocked and Alyssa went inside. She was surprised by how quiet it was. There wasn't any laughter like she expected to hear. She found room 4 and went inside. She found the mistress sitting on the stocks. She looked like she was relaxing and only getting up because Alyssa came in.

"Alyssa? I'm Mistress Amy," she said getting to her feet and walking towards Alyssa.

"Nice to meet you Mistress Amy," Alyssa greeted in response.

Alyssa was surprised that Amy looked about her age.

"You didn't mention a lot of information when you filled out your form," Amy told her.

"Oh, sorry. I've never done this before," Alyssa admitted, "My mom suggested I come here to destress."

"So you want something relaxing then?" Amy had a pretty good idea about what to do, "Why don't we use the table," she brought Alyssa over to the table which intimidated her a little with it's cuffs.

"Are you going to cuff me to it?" Alyssa asked nervously.

"Don't worry, it's mostly so you don't fall off," Amy reassured Alyssa. Alyssa nervously chuckled in response, "Oh and before you get on, you'll need to strip down. Just to your underwear."