It was a normal valentine's day, David was tied to the bed and naked. Amanda meanwhile, was wearing her sexy lingerie and ready to have some fun.
"Ready honey?" Amanda asked getting on top of David.
"As much as I'll ever be," David said with some worry.
This was always how Valentine's day ended with Amanda. He remembered when this all began...
Our first Valentine's day huh? David thought to himself. I ought to get something special for Amanda.
David decided to get some nice chocolates and wine and then get home.
"Happy Valentine's day Amanda!" David said walking in the door.
"Is this all for me or did you mean to give this to your mistress?" Amanda jokingly said grabbing the chocolates and wine.
"Aren't you both?" David pointed out.
"You could say that," Amanda said reaching around to him and tickling his belly.
"Hehehey! I just got in. Let me rest for a bit," David protested the tickling.
"I don't know that I can wait, all of this romance in the air has got me feeling ready for you," Amanda said hugging David from behind.
David blushed, "I know what that means for you, I need to get myself prepared," David told her.
"What? After all these months, you still aren't prepared for me? Maybe I'm better than I thought?" Amanda joked.
David sat down and had dinner with Amanda. He couldn't remember what they had. But the rest of the night was unforgettable. He cautiously lied down with his back on the bed as Amanda went around him and tied his arms and legs to the bed frame.
"Comfy?" Amanda asked.
"I guess so," David responded.
"Where to begin?" Amanda asked, her finger tapping her cheek as she looked up and down her husband's body, "Maybe... here!" She suddenly dug her fingers into his belly making him flinch and laugh.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"Oh good, still as ticklish as ever~" Amanda teased. Her hands moved up to his pits and then back down to his ribs. He was a big tickly canvas for her. He was ticklish everywhere and she knew how to use that to her advantage. She could use whatever technique she wanted and knew it would get him howling.
As for David, he wasn't having as much fun. It was nearly torture for him. He was too ticklish for all of this. He knew one day she would kill him from tickling him too hard. And getting tied up, he had nowhere to go. He was forced to go through this all the time. But it wasn't all bad. He could see how much his wife enjoyed this. The smile on her face he could see through the tears streaming from his eyes in laughter was beautiful. She was a handful, but he loved her, he was willing to bear this for her. Even if this time was different, he would endure 2 hours of her tickling before she stopped tonight.
"What did you think?" Amanda asked him.
"I could use a good night's sleep," David answered, exhausted.
"We aren't done just yet, right?" Amanda said slipped what little remained of her clothes off.
David chuckled, "You're right," he kissed her, "Happy Valentines day."
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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...