My Mom the Tickling Dom

Danielle's Fetish Part 2 (f/f)

One year Later, Danielle met Jade and Amanda. And together with them, she explored tickling more. Danielle had lots of fun being tickled by them as they tested out new techniques and tools. Or sometimes they would just tickle her for fun. She loved being turned into a giggling mess. She loved finally finding people who shared a love of tickling. And through her job, she helped others to experience tickling. But at some point, she stopped getting tickled. And one day, Amanda left. Before she knew it, she was no longer living her dream. Even though she worked with tickling, she never experienced it anymore, and it was like she had a normal office job.

One day while she was working away at her computer, Jade came up to her to discuss something with her.

"I've been told some bad news. Our earnings are down this month by nearly 15%," Jade told her.

"That's a shame. I thought we were having a strong month," Danielle said in a monotone voice. She didn't even look up to talk to Jade; she just stared at her screen and continued to do her work.

"Is everything alright Danielle?" Jade asked.

"Oh everything is just fine," Danielle responded in a not at all convincing way.

"If something's bothering you, you can tell me. We're friends," Jade assured her.

Danielle sighed, "I just feel burned out. What am I doing anymore? I never wanted to have a job like this. A boring job where I don't do anything but work at a computer. I was supposed to have a job where there was tickling."

Jade sat down next to Danielle, "I see. I understand how you feel. Things just are the way they used to be. Especially without Amanda."

Danielle noticed a look of sorrow on Jade's face as she said those words, but she quickly shook it off.

"Why don't you come to my place after work," Jade invited Danielle, "We can relive the old days together."

Daniella smiled, "Okay, sounds like fun."

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Later that night, Danielle went over to Jade's house. She began to think how long it had been since she had last been here. She excitedly went up to and knocked on the door.

"Come on in," Jade had quickly gotten the door as if she had been anxiously waiting for Danielle.

Danielle came in and collapsed on Jade's couch.

"Make yourself at home," Jade said in a playful sarcastic tone.

"I'm so tired," Danielle said, "I've been putting in so many hours at work."

"You'll have to talk about it with your boss," Jade told her.

"But, I didn't come here to complain about work," Danielle said sitting back up, "Do you remember when Amanda tickled that woman who was so sensitive she orgasmed 7 times while Amanda tickled her in just a 30 minutes session?"

"That woman could barely walk out of the place she was so exhausted."

They sat and chatted about the old days. They told old stories and laughed. After a while, when the conversation was starting to die down, Jade finally revealed the reason she had Danielle over.

"I didn't just have you over to tell old stories," Jade said standing up. This got Danielle's attention, "Follow me downstairs."

Danielle followed Jade down into the basement of the house where Jade revealed an interesting item she had. It was a tickling chair with built in stocks and ropes for tying a person's arms.

"You keep one here?" Danielle said, getting excited.

"Oh yeah, I keep one for just in case," Jade winked at Danielle.

"Does this mean you're going to-?"

"Yes, get in."

Danielle stripped off her outer clothes and then sat in the chair eagerly anticipating what was going to happen. Jade locked Danielle's feet in the stocks and tied her arms above her.

"Comfy?" Jade asked.

"Yes, it's kind of nostalgic really," Danielle responded.

"Why don't we get a little more nostalgic then?" Jade went behind Danielle and began to tickle her underarms, "So how does that feel?"

"Sohohohogood!" Danielle rescinded through laughter.

"I did really miss how ticklish you were. You did always laugh no matter how I tickled you."

"WhahahatcahahahnIsayIhihimreallytihihihicklish!"

"Yes you are~"

Jade moved down to tickle Danielle's sides, squeezing them and then raking her fingers in and out. She gave her back a little spider tickle down before moving to her front.

"Is this belly just as ticklish as I remember it being?~"

Jade wildly moved her fingers all around Danielle's belly feeling it going up and down as she laughed.

"IHIHIHIMSTILLTICKLISH!"

"Good~ Then I can still have just as much fun~"

Jade spent a considerable amount of time on Danielle's belly, playing it like it were an instrument. While meanwhile, Danielle laughed and gasped for air. Jade could tell that behind the tears and tortured laughter, Danielle was still having fun. It took a lot to take Danielle to her limit, and Jade was certainly nowhere near it. Jade then dragged a hand down one of Danielle's legs as she traveled down to her final targets, her feet.

"Let's check these now now~"

Jade spidered her fingers up and down Danielle's feet getting plenty of wonderful laughter.

""HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! MYFEETAHAHAHARVERYTICKLISH!"

"I'm not convinced~"

Jade dug her fingers in and began tickling the balls of Danielle's feet and just under her toes.

"Feeling tickled now?~"

"OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOYEHEHEHEHS!"

After a few minutes of really going hard on her feet, Jade slowed things down by just dragging her index fingers down her feet.

"So how was that?" Jade asked.

"Oh, that was sohoho good," Danielle said, still giggling a little from the light foot tickling.

"Just let me know if you ever need to be tickled again. I would be happy to take you back down here and tickle you crazy," Jade offered, stopping her tickling.

"I might just have to come here every night," Danielle joked.

"How about we do this again in a few days?"

"That would be wonderful."

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Danielle said goodbye to Jade and left for her house. She felt very happy, like she was in a wonderful dream. That tickling was just what she needed. It was the perfect therapy. She went to sleep that night feeling satisfied. And with the hope that she might be able to get tickled again.