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KENDRA'S Tickling Nightmare!

________ One of my girlfriends is absolutely DEMENTED! She actually loves to be mercilessly tickled, and the funny thing about it is, this girl is SUPER, SUPER TICKLISH, just the slightest touch on her soles, ribcage or her smooth hairless armpits sends her into orbit! Personally, I love to satisfy her tickling desire because, I too, have a tickling fetish, especially a woman’s feet. One afternoon Kendra was REALLY in a freaky mood. We were watching TV when out of left field she says, “I want you to tie me up and tickle me!” She didn’t have to ask me twice. We went down to the basement, were we keep our bondage equipment, and no one could hear her screams of laughter. Kendra got ready by removing all of her clothes. I tightly tied her hands over head to the high beam with a rope, her right foot was secured to the floor and her left foot was tied in a bent position so that her sole was pointing upwards. I was ready to deliver one hell of a tickling. I then blindfolded her to heighten the tickling anticipation.


Kendra started to freak out and told me that she had just changed her mind, that she was just too ticklish to continue. I told her that that was just too damn bad! I started lightly stroking her soft hairless armpits. She completely lost it, the room felled with deafening laughter. Savagely and fiercely I stroked, stopping just long enough for her to catch her breath then I’d resume my tickling strokes. I applied feathers, pencil tips, soft brushes and fingernails. Kendra was hysterical! I slowly raked down to her ribs and dug in, concentrating on her lower ribcage. Kendra squirmed and wiggled trying to escape my fingertips. NO WAY, JOSE! Kendra was completely bananas, insane with laughter. After I had spent about thirty minutes, torturing her ribs, I noticed that her foot was really getting jealous. So I held her foot steady with my left hand and really tore into it. My fingernails were moving at one thousand strokes per second. I looked down and saw piss running down her leg. She was hysterically laughing and pissing at the same time. Kendra’s little feet are even more ticklish than her ribs. I’m madly in love with Kendra’s feet! I continued my tickling until I felt that she REALLY couldn’t take it anymore, then I left to go watch TV. Kendra hung there for two more hours, standing on one foot, screaming and begging for me to release her. I am ONE CRUEL BASTARD! AAAHAHAHAHAHA!

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