Hello fellow ticklephiles! So, I have been waiting for this day for a very long time. This is the day I finally get to tell you all a true story about how I tied a girl up and gave her some much-needed tickles.
My girlfriend of five months (we’ll call her Ivy) took some convincing to compromise herself in this way. >:3 She doesn’t mind being tickled, even likes it to an extent, but it took some time to bring her around to bondage. It would have happened a little sooner, but it was a little difficult with our state mandating we stay in our own respective dwellings…
A few days ago, she came over for the first time in weeks. We had been discussing the prospect, I brought it up a few hours into our time together, and she agreed! Ivy is cautious around nudity, so she asked to borrow one of my T-shirts to wear. She would tie it in a knot to expose her belly, and that would be the extent of it. I came up with my Superman shirt, which is a little small on me. As it happens, I’ve always had kind of a thing for Supergirl, so while this was not planned, it was rather fortuitous! Merging her in my mind with Supergirl isn’t too difficult: she’s about my height (5’7”), blue eyes, long brown hair, skinny, olive skin, and a deep, wide belly button.
She lay down on the bed with a small smile, just waiting for me to get started, asking if I was going to do anything. For the “logistics,” I had a soft, plush bathrobe belt (man, do I love that robe). I wrapped it once around each of her wrists and once or twice around both of them. It was actually more secure than I was expecting; problem was, the other end didn’t reach the bed leg. So, I used the handle of the drawer to my nightstand.
She was on her stomach this whole time; when I nudged her to turn over, she let out a quiet “noooooo,” as if she dreaded this last step of exposing herself. For a last touch, since I live in an apartment building, I found a white noise video on YouTube and turned the volume up to max. It probably didn’t mask her completely, but I think it helped. She is most ticklish under her arms, so she only asked that I not start there. Folks, it was the easiest deal I ever made.
I straddled her and tried to start on her tummy―but that only resulted in her pulling her arms down and the nightstand, drawer and all, with them. The drawer came out most of the way, and the nightstand itself turned about 45 degrees. After thinking for a bit, my solution was to grab my roommate’s extension cable and use that to essentially extend the robe belt to the bed leg. Once I pulled her by her ankles to the opposite corner of the bed, that took care of any extra slack. I touched down on her tummy and sides again, and this time, nothing got in my way.
For those ‘lers that need a proper “laugh”, Ivy is not your cup of tea. She prefers long squeals of “EEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEE!” and, of course, plenty of “no”s. She responded best to random, quick tickles around her bare midriff, though I tried all manner of touches. I honestly haven’t found belly buttons to be all that ticklish in my experience, but hers is. I wiggled my finger in there happily, content to spend all the time in the world tormenting her. Silent laughter was common. It was such a rush!
I did work her armpits in eventually. They couldn’t move from under my fingers at all! She seemed almost paralyzed, her body not knowing what to do with the unbearable sensations. She actually laughed less, like she was in shock, and she growled in frustration as she’s wont to do. It was cutest when she tried to bite my hands away from her armpits. I ignored that and snuck under the t-shirt’s sleeves to get at her bare skin. That soon led to a pained look on her face, which could have been suffering or arousal. I didn’t want to take the chance and backed off, returning to her belly for a bit.
I don’t know how long it all lasted, but I untied her when it seemed like she wasn’t laughing as much. Once she had had a rest, I let her get me back with my arms up. It wasn’t hard because I’m not very ticklish, but I still enjoyed it. She's excellent at teasing, saying things like, "Was I wearing a shirt over my belly? Then you don't get one either!" and "Not laughing, huh, well I'll just have to keep trying!"
She later said she liked it, but would probably like it more if I varied it up with tickling versus other stuff (kissing, etc.). I look forward to the opportunity to adjust!
My girlfriend of five months (we’ll call her Ivy) took some convincing to compromise herself in this way. >:3 She doesn’t mind being tickled, even likes it to an extent, but it took some time to bring her around to bondage. It would have happened a little sooner, but it was a little difficult with our state mandating we stay in our own respective dwellings…
A few days ago, she came over for the first time in weeks. We had been discussing the prospect, I brought it up a few hours into our time together, and she agreed! Ivy is cautious around nudity, so she asked to borrow one of my T-shirts to wear. She would tie it in a knot to expose her belly, and that would be the extent of it. I came up with my Superman shirt, which is a little small on me. As it happens, I’ve always had kind of a thing for Supergirl, so while this was not planned, it was rather fortuitous! Merging her in my mind with Supergirl isn’t too difficult: she’s about my height (5’7”), blue eyes, long brown hair, skinny, olive skin, and a deep, wide belly button.
She lay down on the bed with a small smile, just waiting for me to get started, asking if I was going to do anything. For the “logistics,” I had a soft, plush bathrobe belt (man, do I love that robe). I wrapped it once around each of her wrists and once or twice around both of them. It was actually more secure than I was expecting; problem was, the other end didn’t reach the bed leg. So, I used the handle of the drawer to my nightstand.
She was on her stomach this whole time; when I nudged her to turn over, she let out a quiet “noooooo,” as if she dreaded this last step of exposing herself. For a last touch, since I live in an apartment building, I found a white noise video on YouTube and turned the volume up to max. It probably didn’t mask her completely, but I think it helped. She is most ticklish under her arms, so she only asked that I not start there. Folks, it was the easiest deal I ever made.
I straddled her and tried to start on her tummy―but that only resulted in her pulling her arms down and the nightstand, drawer and all, with them. The drawer came out most of the way, and the nightstand itself turned about 45 degrees. After thinking for a bit, my solution was to grab my roommate’s extension cable and use that to essentially extend the robe belt to the bed leg. Once I pulled her by her ankles to the opposite corner of the bed, that took care of any extra slack. I touched down on her tummy and sides again, and this time, nothing got in my way.
For those ‘lers that need a proper “laugh”, Ivy is not your cup of tea. She prefers long squeals of “EEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEE!” and, of course, plenty of “no”s. She responded best to random, quick tickles around her bare midriff, though I tried all manner of touches. I honestly haven’t found belly buttons to be all that ticklish in my experience, but hers is. I wiggled my finger in there happily, content to spend all the time in the world tormenting her. Silent laughter was common. It was such a rush!
I did work her armpits in eventually. They couldn’t move from under my fingers at all! She seemed almost paralyzed, her body not knowing what to do with the unbearable sensations. She actually laughed less, like she was in shock, and she growled in frustration as she’s wont to do. It was cutest when she tried to bite my hands away from her armpits. I ignored that and snuck under the t-shirt’s sleeves to get at her bare skin. That soon led to a pained look on her face, which could have been suffering or arousal. I didn’t want to take the chance and backed off, returning to her belly for a bit.
I don’t know how long it all lasted, but I untied her when it seemed like she wasn’t laughing as much. Once she had had a rest, I let her get me back with my arms up. It wasn’t hard because I’m not very ticklish, but I still enjoyed it. She's excellent at teasing, saying things like, "Was I wearing a shirt over my belly? Then you don't get one either!" and "Not laughing, huh, well I'll just have to keep trying!"
She later said she liked it, but would probably like it more if I varied it up with tickling versus other stuff (kissing, etc.). I look forward to the opportunity to adjust!
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Thanks for sharing your experience here. Hope it is the first of many. 
