My Mom the Tickling Dom

MMTTD Amanda Visits Tickling Paradise

Amanda was sitting down with her phone and checking her emails. One email in particular caught her eye. It was an email from a place known as Tickling Paradise. The email contained a short message and an invitation to see the place at it's grand opening. Amanda stared at the letter and thought for a minute. It sounded like it could be interesting, but she wasn't sure about doing more tickling things. She had been doing a lot more recently, especially with her daughter becoming a tickler now. Amanda let the idea sit in her mind for a while until she decided to accept the invitation. After all, why not. It sounded like fun, and it's not like she would be doing tickling jobs again or anything like that.

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The night came for the opening of Tickling Paradise. In the email, Amanda was told to come early before most would get there. She wasn't sure why, other than the email telling her they wanted to "show her around and see what she thought". So, Amanda got out of her car and walked on in. She was greeted by a woman with a big smile on her face. The woman was much younger than Amanda had expected, probably in her late 20s.

"Amanda?" The woman asked her.

"Yes, and you are?"

"I'm Nadine. Thank you so much for coming!" she excitedly told Amanda.

"You're welcome, what is it you wanted to show me?" Amanda asked, curious what this girl had here.

"Let me show you around," Nadine quickly rushed off and looked back and then realized Amanda was not keeping up with her and immediately slowed down, "Sorry I'm just really excited to show you what we have."

"What kind of place is this anyways?" Amanda asked, "In your email, you only told me it's a place with tickling, nothing else."

"Yes, what we've created is a massage and therapy center where we use tickling," Nadine began to explain.

"You do know I'm a very harsh tickler, right? I'm not someone who uses lighter tickling," Amanda explained to the girl.

"I know about your work, and I loved what I saw! You're an incredible tickler and I was just hoping to get a professional's opinion on this place."

Amanda looked at the place as she walked through it. It looked less like a doctors office than the Tickling Dungeon and more like a relaxing spa. It had some nice decorations that Amanda liked. They really helped the place feel warm and inviting. But still, the place felt very professional. And now, Nadine had taken her to one of the rooms where a couple of woman were doing some last minute set up before its opening. Unlike the rooms at the Tickling Dungeon, these were well lit and very inviting. The bondage also looked much more inviting, there was no stocks or pillars, only a couple of very comfy looking chairs and a couple of massage tables.

"Amanda, these are a couple of my 'therapists'. I want you to tell me what you think of their tickling," Nadine told Amanda.

"I don't get tickled, sorry," Amanda said getting defensive.

"Oh don't worry," Nadine quickly responded nervously, "I'll be getting tickled by them."

The two woman looked at each other nervously as Nadine stripped down to her underwear and got up onto the massage table, laying on her back. They hesitantly began to restrain her wrists and ankles as they wondered what Nadine was doing. It was clear to Amanda the two woman hadn't been told this was going to happen.

"We keep these restraints here so that our clients don't fall off during the tickling," Nadine explained.

"What would you like us to do?" one of the therapist asked Nadine.

"Let's just do a standard relaxing tickle," Nadine told them.

The two woman seemed to understand this as they went over to the back of the room and into the drawers where they found their tools. One of the women had a large fluffy feather and the other had two smaller stiffer feathers. The woman with the fluffy feather went over to Nadine's side while the woman with the two smaller feathers went to her feet. The woman with the fluffy feather then began to slowly wave the feather back and forth over Nadine's belly while the woman with the stiff feathers began to slowly and carefully swipe them up and down Nadine's feet, taking them down to her heals and up to her toes. Amanda noticed Nadine's face light up and a smile form on her lips the instant the feathers made contact with her skin. After only a few swipes from each of the feathers she began to giggle. Amanda admired their skills with the feathers. Each wave of the feather pulled out more giggles from Nadine which didn't stop. Amanda tried to observe which part of Nadine was more ticklish. With multiple parts being tickled at a time, it was hard to tell. Amanda guessed it was her feet because each feather stroke from the stiff feathers almost seemed to make Nadine shiver.

The therapist with the fluffy feather stopped and put her feather down. Nadine's laughter barely lessened which seemed to confirm Amanda's suspicion about Nadine being more ticklish on her feet. The therapist didn't grab another tool, but instead went to Nadine's underarms and carefully wiggled two of her fingers in each of them. This elicited more giggles from Nadine, especially when mixed with the continuing feather tickles on her feet. Amanda wasn't used to this lighter tickling only and was even finding herself getting frustrated with it. She was very tempted to go over to Nadine and begin tickling her as intense as possible, digging her fingers into all her ticklish spots and hearing her laugh as hard as she can.

"Amanda, what do you think so far?" Nadine said trying to get her attention.

"Oh sorry, I was just thinking of something," Amanda answered coming out of her fantasy and recomposing herself, "Your therapists are very talented. They have incredible control and know their tools well."

"That's great, I picked them out myself. And what do you think of the tickling?" Nadine asked.

"The tickling? What do you mean?" Amanda asked confused by her question.

"I created this place because I believe that tickling has healing power, well kind of. Some tickling makes me feel better and I believe I can use it to help people."

Amanda found her motivation adorable. But she felt like the wrong person to be here.

"Yeah, tickling is a powerful tool," Amanda responded, "I don't really like being tickled but maybe I'll come here sometime to check things out again.

"Really?" Nadine said, her eyes lighting up.

"It might be fun."

"Oh wait, this isn't all I wanted to show you. I've got more services I want to show you."

"Do you think you can handle being tickled by all of them?" Amanda asked her as she followed.

"Do you think you might want to try one?"

"Not a chance this time."

"Well, that's what I've got employees for."