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Finaly, I'm ready to put up an entire chapter! woot!
As always, feedback is appriciated, let me know if the length is good for a whole chapter, paragraph breaks, anything y'all think I need to change, let me know. Thanks as always to ticklefan03, my most awesome proof reader. So with out further rambling from me, here is chapter one of my new project. Everyone, meet Kelly and Jack..............
Sure, some people may call it a problem, an addiction even. Well, they probably would if I was brave enough to tell anyone.
It wasn’t bad as addictions go; not dangerous or unhealthy in any way. I mean look at all the
different drugs people can get addicted to.
My addiction didn’t go down my throat or up my nose, nor did it get injected into my arm. But it was a physical addiction.
I wanted to tell my friend, and be honest with him but how could I? How do you tell a person something like that?
How do you tell your best friend you've known since high school how much you want to be tickled?
I left high school back in 2002; that’s eight years this summer. I had liked to be tickled since childhood
but only when I saw a report on erotic tickling did I realise I had a fetish.
This addiction grew when I joined a tickling site at 18.
I met this guy on a tickling fetish website I had joined.
We got to know each other and after 4 weeks or so he made the drive to come see me.
When he arrived we talked for a bit and then I led him to my room.
My roommate was with her boyfriend so I knew we wouldn’t be disturbed.
I didn’t have to work as it was a Saturday, so we had plenty of time to play.
So we entered my room and he lifted the mattress to fasten his restraints underneath.
When everything was ready, he turned to me and asked, "Ready sweetie?"
I took a deep breath and nodded. He held out his hand and led me to the bed.
I laid on my back and rose my arms up over my head.
"If you want out, now is the time to tell me," he said.
"No," I replied, "go ahead- strap me down."
So he tied my wrists to the head of the bed and my ankles to the foot of the bed.
Then he straddled my waist and kneeled above me, one knee on each side.
"Hhhmm, where to start?" he teased, knowing my most ticklish spots were my sides and hips.
We had discussed this session to death and now it was finally happening;
I was so nervous, but excited at the same time.
"Michael don’t, you know where to go," I playfully whined at him, trying not to smile.
"Aww, but you have such a pretty smile," he said, "I think I can get you to smile bigger than that."
I squirmed as he wriggled his fingers above me, lowering them slowly down to my sides.
"Hehehe," I giggled as his fingers rested on my sides and started to very lightly scratch the flesh.
Then his fingers started to wriggle up and down my sides.
"Nohohohoho," I giggled as he picked up speed.
"Doing ok hun?" he asked.
I nodded and said, "Yeah, do me a favour. Dig in a lil deeper for me?"
"Sure thing, if you can take it?" He smiled, winking at me.
"Please, I can handle anything you got," I replied with false bravado.
"Ooh good," he said, "a challenge."
"Eeeeeek!" I squealed as he dug his fingers between my ribs, "nohohohohoho! eeeehehehehehehehep!"
“Oh good, ticklish ribs!" He yelled over my screaming, "How many do we have here?"
He started to massage my ribs as he counted. It tickled like crazy and I enjoyed every second,
no matter how much I told him to stop.
"Nohohoho, don’t count my rihihihihibs!" I laughed.
"Let's see," laughed Michael, pinching my ribs softly, "one, two, three.........
hold still Kelly, or I'll have to start over," he teased, "four, five, six, seven, eight........"
"Michael stohohohohop it tickles!" I laughed as he continued to count all the ribs in my ribcage.
"Nine, ten, eleven, twelve. Well, if you go by logic," he said, stopping so I could catch my breath,
"if there are 12 on this side, there should be 12 on the other side. But just to be sure, I think we ought to check,"
he grinned evilly as I screeched my protest.
"Michael nohohoho, you know I have 24 ribs."
"I have to be sure of these things Kelly, I am a professional.
Now let’s begin, keep still or I'll have to keep starting over."
When we had established that there were indeed 24 ribs in my ribcage,
after he had started over four times, Michael had moved down to my stomach.
He skittered and spidered his short fingernails all over my helpless belly, making me laugh and giggle uncontrollably.
Don’t get me wrong I was more than happy to get over that first session thing,
but as I lay there laughing for Michael, something just didn’t feel right
and I couldn’t put my finger on what it was.
We were done after an hour, I thanked him, gave him a hug and he drove home.
When my roommate came home we talked, like we always do.
She told me about her day and then she asked about mine.
I lied of course, telling her I had just watched a movie and had done stuff on the computer.
After we had eaten, I took a shower before we settled in front of the television for the night.
We flipped through the channels and settled on the discovery channel.
But as Sarah watched the show, I sat and thought about what was wrong with my session.
Maybe it was the fact that Michael’s tickling allowed me to think.
A few weeks went by and I was online, in the chat room,
one Sunday night and someone PM'd me, like they do.
I thought I would be polite so when he said hi I said hi back.
The conversation started out pretty much what you would expect from that kind of chat room.
edwardc- Hi.
tklmeplease- Hi.
edwardc- How are you?
tklmeplease- Good, you?
edwardc- I'm good too thanks. So, lee I assume?
(Well duh)
tklmeplease- Yeah. You?
edwardc- I'm a ler.
(Shocker)
tklmeplease- Cool.
edwardc- Though it's been a while since my last session.
(Poor baby)
tklmeplease- Right. Mine was about 4 weeks ago; my first one.
edwardc- Good for you. How did it go?
tklmeplease- It was ok, I was happy to get my first one out of the way.
edwardc- Just ok? It seems you weren’t happy with your session?
tklmeplease- It wasn’t bad, I think it was only my ler's second ever session.
edwardc- Ah I see. So I assume you would like another session?
(Here we go)
tklmeplease- Yeah, it's just hard to find someone who really understands how I want to be tickled
edwardc- I see. It's interesting to find a lee that doesn’t have a love hate relationship with being tickled.
tklmeplease- Oh no, I love nothing more than to be strapped half naked to a bed and tickle tortured.
edwardc- Finding someone with this attitude is very rare.
(Come on I said half naked, take the bait so this conversation can end)
tklmeplease- Funny, I thought all male lers wanted their lees to beg for mercy. No offence.
edwardc- None taken. Quite a few guys do have that attitude, but not all of us.
tklmeplease- Yeah I know, not everyone has the same opinion on this kinda stuff.
edwardc- Mmhm. Most of my lees have begged for me to stop around 10 minutes into a session.
tklmeplease- Ah, and you want a girl with more stamina huh?
edwardc- Oh yeah, much more.
(Wow, he hasn’t asked me yet. He's a male ler, it's coming)
tklmeplease- So what was the longest you tickled a girl without her begging for you to stop?
edwardc- About 30 minutes, which isn’t bad I guess.
tklmeplease- Yeah, not bad for someone building up endurance.
edwardc- And you want to build up endurance?
tklmeplease- Yeah, I want tons more sessions.
edwardc- It would be nice to flex my fingers again
tklmeplease- I'm sure.
edwardc- So tell me, how do you want to be tickled?
(Ok, he's gotta be gay)
tklmeplease- Well, I guess my ideal session would have to be with someone
I had gotten to know over a few weeks at least.
edwardc- Of course.
tklmeplease- And I want a guy who tickles me so much that it consumes me;
so much that it takes over my mind and my entire body.
edwardc- Mmhm.
tklmeplease- See, my first session was good, but I think the problem
was that he gave me space to think.
edwardc- Interesting, how do you mean?
(Wow, an actual conversation with a male ler)
tklmeplease- Well, I could feel what he was doing but when I'm tickled I want to be fully consumed;
I want to be sent to another dimension. Sounds corny I know.
edwardc- Not at all, your thoughts on this are very interesting.
(He’s polite too? Yeah, he's gay)
tklmeplease- Does that make sense?
Most lers I try to explain this to would have glazed over and closed their PM box by now.
edwardc- I think so. What about being broken, do you think a ler could break you?
tklmeplease- I like to think I could find a guy with the staying power to be able to break me eventually.
edwardc- And how long a session would you want. If time was no issue?
tklmeplease- I guess maybe around two hours.
edwardc- Mmhm, so he could really work on all the different areas. I like to explore during my sessions.
tklmeplease- I want a guy who can get me to beg for mercy, then ignore me when I do.
edwardc- So, when you’re tickled, would your voice echo your thoughts?
tklmeplease- You mean would I ask for more? Yeah I ask for more way before mercy.
edwardc- So you want to be broken?
tklmeplease- Yeah. I want a ler who's not gonna give up on me.
edwardc- No matter how long or how many sessions that takes?
tklmeplease- Yeah, my ler would need a whole bunch of patience.
edwardc- So it would seem. I have to go, sorry.
(Hey who cares if he's gay? I was enjoying the conversation too much)
tklmeplease- That's too bad, it was nice to meet you
edwardc- You too, I hope we get to talk again.
tklmeplease- [email protected] e-mail me sometime.
edwardc- I'd like that. By the way, I'm Jack.
edwardc disconnects
For the entire week that followed, I couldn’t get Jack out of my head. It was dumb;
I had only had one conversation with the guy. I even found myself disappointed when he hadn't e-mailed me by
Tuesday and I had no idea why. I checked again after work on Wednesday, and there it was.
To me from [email protected]. Ignoring all the other junk usually sent to my e-mail address,
I clicked on the message to open it.
Hi Kelly,
Sorry it has taken a few days to get in touch;
I have to work, as I'm sure you do. I really enjoyed our conversation on Sunday night.
You have such a rare attitude toward being tickled; it's wonderful to find someone so passionate about it, as am I.
But I did want to ask, if I may? Do any of your friends or family know you like to be tickled?
Because if I was your friend and I knew you wanted and I mean really wanted to be
tied down and tickled, you would have had a lot of sessions by now. Look forward to your reply.
I'm glad I have someone I can talk to about one of my passions. *Tickles your sides*
😉
Jack
Smiling like a teenager with a crush, I hit reply.
Hi Jack, Thanks for e-mailing.
I enjoyed our conversation too. As for questions, they’re fine, ask me anything.
If it's too personal I just won’t answer lol.
And as for your question, no, no one knows about my desire to be tickled.
I've known my best friend since high school and not even he knows.
I want to be honest with him but how do you bring something like that up?
‘Hey Ryan you wanna come to the mall? oh by the way I have a tickle fetish.’ Lol.
Thanks for what you said, that's very sweet. It is nice to have someone to talk to about tickling.
*Wiggles around* Hehehehey! No wait, do that again 😉
Kelly
I read it over again, ran a spell check and hit send.
Jack seemed really sweet but when I talked to people online I always kept in mind I had to take care.
I know not everyone I give my email address to is gonna be an insane killer
whose favourite tool is a shovel but I am always careful in these situations.
Just then, my roommate got home and I clicked to sign out of my e-mails. She never read them,
but I thought it was better to sign out, just in case. "Kelly, home!" She yelled from the door.
"Hey Sarah!" I yelled back as she took off her coat and walked in, "how was your day?"
"Oh ya know, same old stuff," she said, "yours?"
"Yeah it was ok," I said, "we were busy today. So, I'm on duty tonight, what do you want for dinner?"
Sarah and I had a schedule; we took it in turns every night to cook.
"I don’t mind," said Sarah, kicking off her shoes and sitting down, "whatever works. Is there anything on tonight?"
After dinner, we watched TV, Sarah was on the phone to her boyfriend for an hour or so,
whilst I made sure everything was ready for work the next day. My job was ok, but not the most exciting in the world.
I worked in a doctor's surgery, just answering phones, taking appointments, that kinda stuff.
Sarah was a sales assistant in a grocery store. She was on her feet a lot so her shoes came off as soon as she got home.
I checked my e-mails again before I went to sleep. Nothing was there but that was ok. After all, everybody has to work.
****
"Yes Doctor Kimble I'll do that for you when I've written down Mr Tyler's appointment."
"Thank you Kelly."
Today was a quiet day at work, so like other quiet days,
I snuck a look at my e-mails and tickling site to see if
anyone was around and what was going on in fetish world.
I checked the chat room list and saw Jack was online.
I smiled to myself and clicked the window open. I had Doctor Kimble's letter in another window
so I could half talk to people and half work. I tried to focus on the
letter but Jack PM'd me right after I said ‘hi’
to everyone.
edwaedc- Hi Kelly
tklmeplease- Hey Jack. One sec, I'm at work.
edwardc- Ok
I minimised Jack's window and went back to focus on the letter I had to type out for my boss.
When I typed a half of it, I came back to Jack's box and smiled at what he had typed.
edwardc- Hmm should I let you work, or disgracefully try everything in my power to distract you?
tklmeplease- Lol, I just have to type a letter for my boss.
edwardc- Then you won’t mind if I distract you a little.....?
I went back to Doctor Kimble's letter, minimizing his window.
When I had typed some more, I went back to Jack.
tklmeplease- One sec, this just needs my boss' signature.
edwardc- Ok, I'll be here.
I got up and walked round to the doctor's office. He called come in when I knocked.
"Done," I told him, placing the letter on his desk.
"Thank you Kelly," he said, "be a dear and run me off a dozen copies?"
"No problem Doctor K," I replied. He smiled his thanks and I went back to my office.
I ran the letter through the photocopier and punched in the number 12.
I smiled to myself again and went back to the doctor's office. He said come in and I placed the copies on his desk.
"Sir these just need your signature," I said.
"Thanks Kelly, I'll do after I see Mr Tyler," he replied, and I smiled at him and walked in to the waiting room.
"Mister Tyler, doctor Kimble will see you now."
Mister Tyler smiled at me and walked through to the doctor's office as I went back to
my computer where Jack was still waiting.
edwardc- *Spiders my fingernails over your belly* Are you back yet?
tklmeplease- Hehehehe! Yeah sorry, I'm here.
edwardc- If this is a bad time, I can just e-mail you later. I'm not really that evil 😉
tklmeplease- Lol, I do still have a few hours
edwardc- No problem, I'll e-mail you after work.
tklmeplease- Thanks Jack. I'm glad I made a new friend.
edwardc- Me too Kelly.
tklmeplease- I'll be online later. Come talk to me, if you’re around?
edwardc- Will do, see ya soon.
tklmeplease- Bye Jack
edwardc- *Hugs and tickles* 🙂
tklmeplease- 😉
edwardc disconnects.
After work, Sarah talked to her boyfriend while I watched the news.
The latest good news was that rescue workers had just pulled a family out of the rubble from a devastating earthquake.
The bad news was the body count was still rising.
When the news finished I grabbed my laptop, turned it on and waited for it to start up.
I heard Sarah laughing from her room, meaning her and her boyfriend were planning what they were going do this weekend.
Eathan lived in Indiana so with Sarah and I in Ohio he was able to come down most every weekend
unless he had other commitments. Eathan was a second grade teacher so he had most weekends free.
Just as long as he was home while it was still daylight it wasn’t a problem i.e. if he came on a Sunday,
because he had to wake up early on the Monday to get to work, he wanted to be home at a reasonable hour.
I connected to the internet when my laptop was ready and signed into my emails.
I deleted most of the usual junk that came through and then clicked to open an email from my mom.
Hi Kellycub, How are you?
Daddy and I are fine. How's work? How's Doctor Kimble?
Guess what, Daddy's up for partner!
We’re both so excited- we’re going out to dinner on Friday to celebrate.
We wish you could come with us sweetie, we miss you.
I know you couldn’t have stayed at home forever,
you’re a big girl now but daddy and I feel we don’t see you enough.
Have you met anyone special yet? How are Sarah and Ethan? Daddy says hi. E-mail me back soon.
We love you baby girl,
Mom and Dad xx
Hey mom, I'm fine.
That’s great news about Dad- congratulate him for me.
I'll call you guys again soon. Work is fine, same old stuff going on.
Sarah and Ethan are good; Ethan is coming over at the weekend.
No Mother, I don’t have a boyfriend yet, I'm too busy right now.
Tell dad I say hi back. I miss you guys too, I'll call you next week and maybe we
can talk about me coming home for a weekend or something. I love you both tons, always will,
love your Kellycub xx
I hit send when I had run the spell check and went back to my inbox.
Jack had emailed about 10 minutes ago just to say ‘come talk to me, I'm online’.
So I signed into my tickling site and into the chat room as Sarah walked into the room.
I quickly logged out of the chat room, looked up and smiled at her.
She smiled back and once she had walked through to the kitchen to
start dinner I logged back on to the chat room and
said ‘hi’ to everyone. Some said hi back, the people who knew me anyway.
Jack PM'd me and told me he would be right there, he was just PM'ing with his friend.
I said ‘ok’ and asked how everyone was in the main room. I was just getting my answers when the phone rang.
I typed ‘phone BRB’ and went to pick up the phone.
"Hello? Yes she does, who's calling please? Ok, one sec." I covered the phone and yelled,
"Sarah phone call! I think it's about your audition!"
Sarah came back into the room.
"Thanks," she told me and took her call, "hello? Yes this is Sarah Coleman. Really?
That’s wonderful! Sunday? Yes I can come on Sunday. Two o clock? That's fine. Thank you so much. Bye."
"Good news huh?" I asked as Sarah hung up.
"Great news, I got a call back this Sunday!"
"Honey that's wonderful! Congratulations!"
I hugged Sarah happily as she jumped up and down on the spot.
"I have a really good feeling about this one Kelly," she said after calming down a little,
"this time it could actually lead somewhere."
"I really hope it does honey, you’re such a great singer. I know your gonna be a star some day."
She hugged me again and practically skipped back to the kitchen.
I smiled as I went back to the laptop. Ever since she was a little girl, Sarah had wanted to be a singer.
As she grew up and developed more and more talent through singing lessons,
she realised she didn’t want to be one of those singers who mimes everything nor have her
performances tweaked with computers.
She really wanted to sing live and have it be her that the audience was listening to.
She loved the applause but she loved to earn it even more.
By the time the initial buzz had settled, Jack was done talking to his friend and was ready to chat again,
so I told him about Sarah's audition.
edwardc- That's great 🙂
tklmeplease- Yeah she's really excited. I hope she gets this one, she's had so many knock backs lately.
edwardc- Yeah that can really get someone down.
tklmeplease- Yeah. So how was your day?
edwardc- Oh you know, as exciting as being an accountant can be.
tklmeplease- Wow you are? I never asked what you did.
edwardc- Yeah, I'm a professional geek 😉
tklmeplease- Lol, your words not mine!
edwardc- Lol don’t worry, I only talk work when I'm actually there.
tklmeplease- Thank God, even if you tried to explain I wouldn’t understand lol.
edwardc- Lol so let's change the topic. What are you doing at the weekend?
tklmeplease- I dunno yet. My roommate’s boyfriend is coming over Saturday so I'll have to disappear for a bit.
edwardc- I have to go see my sister in New York, meet my new nephew 🙂
tklmeplease- Aww congratulations 🙂
edwardc- Thanks, he's 5 weeks on Friday.
tklmeplease- He must be adorable, what did they call him?
edwardc- Matthew 🙂
When the weekend was over, I was happy to get back to work on Monday, just to have something to do.
I ended up calling my parents on Saturday and Mom told me all about dinner on Friday.
Then when Ethan arrived we were polite, we said hi, and I made us all a drink.
The two of them then went to the movies. So I did some chores that needed doing and went grocery shopping.
Sarah was back later on Saturday night and said she was tired so she went to bed.
I thought about Jack that night, and again on Sunday night.
Sunday was spent going to lunch with my best friend Ryan and his sister Emily.
I like Emily, she's sweet. So now, on Monday morning, here I am back at work,
were nothing exciting ever seemed to happen. The phone was ringing a lot that day
so I couldn’t even sneak a look at my website or messages.
I know at work I should work but I hate that. When lunch time finally came around I checked my stuff
on the computer but there was only junk in my e-mail and no one in the chat room.
I clicked my windows off and cleared the history and search history;
I wasn’t meant to check personal e-mails at work, let alone visit a fetish website.
As I ate, found myself fantasising about Jack,
tying me half naked to a bed and tickling me all over as punishment for being unprofessional at work.
Naturally it didn’t feel like a punishment at all. I liked Jack; I liked talking with him as well as the odd occasions
when he would cyber tickle me. Maybe one day I'll be brave enough to ask the guy for a real cyber session.
Or maybe I can goad him into one, tell him I've been bad and should be punished.
Half of my brain was saying "Kelly, you don’t even know this guy, stop thinking about him so much."
But the other, louder half, was saying, "what the hell, it's just a fantasy, no one can see inside your head.”
So over the next few weeks as I e-mailed and talked with Jack, I found myself fantasising about him more.
In one fantasy, I would be telling him I had been bad and he would tie me up and punish me for whatever reason,
like the first fantasy, and in another, I was refusing to give him a safe code or pin number;
depending on what I was in the mood for. I liked that one, I loved that inside my head;
Jack would tickle me relentlessly and of course I never wanted him to stop, so I never told him what he wanted to know.
I eventually told him I had been fantasising about him and he was flattered.
In fact, after that, our talks steered more towards the fantasy world with
what he could do to me and how he could tickle me.
By the end of the month he had given me his MSN address and we were talking on messenger.
We mostly just emailed through the week but it was the weekends
I looked forward to as that’s when Jack and I could have real conversations.
After about 6 weeks following our first conversation, I was online and Jack
started the conversation in his usual fashion.
Jack- Poke*
Kelly- Lol. Hey Jack.
Jack- Hey sweetie, how are you?
Kelly- Not bad, you?
Jack- Yeah I'm ok. Something on my mind though.
Kelly- Wanna talk about it?
Jack- Yeah, cuz it's you.
Kelly- Me?
Jack- Yeah.
Kelly- What about me?
Jack- We've been talking for a while now right?
Kelly- About 6 weeks I guess.
Jack- Right, and when we had our first conversation, you said you would wanna get to know a ler before you had a session.
Kelly- Yeah I remember. Are you saying you want a session?
(WOO! Finally!)
Jack- Yeah. Of course if you feel it's too soon I completely understand.
Kelly- I would like that.
Jack- Really? That's great 🙂
Kelly- Yeah, I mean I feel like I know you well enough to trust you.
Jack- Of course you can, you can even have a safe word.
(Safe word? Pffft, please)
Kelly- What makes you think I would need one? 😛
Jack- Ooh you think you’re that good at holding out huh? 😉
Kelly- If tickling was an endurance sport you know who would win 😉
Jack- I bet I have you hollering within half an hour.
Kelly- Pfffft, please.
Jack- So have you been working on your endurance?
(I wish)
Kelly- How could I? No one knows besides you.
Jack- It's just you seem very confident you won’t need a safe word.
Kelly- Maybe I will, all depends how good you are 😛
Jack- How good I am?? Oh you’re in trouble now young lady.
Kelly- Oohh I'm scared 😉
Jack- Good 😛 Ya know I think we should have coffee or something first, just so it's not tense or anything.
(Thank God he said it)
Kelly- Yeah we could do that- sounds good.
In that case, I know where we can go grab a drink. I'll send you a link to their website.
Jack- Great 🙂
Kelly- I'm gonna wear my nylons. It really heightens the sensation of a foot tickle 😉
Jack- Nice, I like my lees in nylons 🙂
Kelly- Ah, here's the link.
Jack- Great, thanks
Kelly- So, which weekend are we gonna do this?
Jack- Now? 😉
Kelly- Lol, it's a little short notice hun.
Jack- I know lol. Can ya do next weekend?
Kelly- Yeah sounds good.
Jack- Great. This is gonna be awesome 🙂
Kelly- Oh yes 🙂
Over the next week, which really seemed to drag, I went around clothes stores
on my lunch breaks to find an outfit for Saturday.
I decided I would wear my black 5 inch heels and my nylons,
and was wondering whether or not to wear my new blue dress.
Although as March turned into April, I figured it would be warm enough.
After a torturously slow week, Friday finally came and that night after work, Jack and I talked.
We had exchanged phone numbers last week, when we decided we would get together.
Sarah and Ethan would be doing their own thing as usual on Saturday so I fortunately didn’t need to explain
where I would be, nor having to worry about her asking if she could tag along.
She had had to ask for the coming Monday off work as she had another audition call back.
When she told me, I found some wine we had in the fridge and we ordered pizza and celebrated.
Ryan came over too; it was a nice Wednesday night.
When I hung up with jack I went from my bedroom to the bathroom.
I got undressed and put on my robe and put my clothes in the laundry hamper.
Then I came back to the bathroom and turned on the shower. I took off my robe and got in and as I stood under the water,
I naturally thought about what would happen tomorrow.
I soaped up and rinsed off, then when my hair was clean I shaved my legs,
rinsed them off and shut off the water. I got out and put my robe back on and dried my hair.
Then I went back to my room to brush it out. Once I was nice and clean and dry with my robe wrapped around me,
I lay down and dreamed, all about Jack.
Saturday dawned sunny and warm out. I woke up and felt the biggest smile spreading across my face.
Sarah was in the shower, I could hear the water, so I went to fix some food.
I spent some time waiting for the toast to cook and for the coffee to be ready.
Then I poured it out and lay everything on the table so by the time Sarah was done,
breakfast was ready. Around eleven, Sarah had to go wait for Ethan downstairs,
he had texted and said he was almost here. I said good bye and waited until she was out of the house to text Jack.
I wrote ‘R we still on? Kelly x’
He came back like 2 minutes later and said ‘U bet hunny x
I smiled, grabbed my stuff and left the house. Jack and I had exchanged photos so we both knew who to look for.
When I got to the cafe he hadn’t arrived yet so I ordered some juice and sat down.
I got my cell phone out and played games, passing the time as I waited. It wasn’t long before my juice was brought over.
Before I could thank the server a voice interrupted me,
"Excuse me, Miss Sullivan? Your car is about to be towed."
"What?" I replied, looking up, "that's impossible I don’t even drive....... Jack!"
He grinned at me as I stood up and he gave me a massive hug, his fingers brushing up and down my sides as he did so.
"Hey beautiful," he told me, "it's so great to see you."
"You tohohoho," I giggled as he tickled my sides, already sending chills down my back,
"it's so great this day is finally here."
We sat down and talked for a while, and when we had finished our drinks we left.
When we got back to the house, I showed Jack to my room so he could set up,
and told me he would holler when he was ready. I put on a CD as he set up, thinking it was a little weird that
I wasn’t as nervous as I thought I would be. By the time The Wizard and I finished, I heard my name.
"Kelly! I'm done!"
"Coming!" I yelled back, switching off the CD.
As I walked back into the room, I saw Jack had fastened his restraints to the bed
and set his bag on the floor beside the bed.
"Ready?" he asked, putting out his hand.
I smiled and nodded, taking his hand and allowed myself to be lead over to my bed.
I lay on my back and stretched my arms over my head.
"Now remember," said Jack as he strapped my wrists in place,
"if there are any problems or you want me to stop just say red."
"Yeah, I remember my safe word," I told him.
"Ok," he said, repositioning to strap my ankles down and climbing back up the bed to straddle my waist,
"after all the time we've spent discussing where I would start, and all the times
you have teased me about how ticklish they are, I think I have to start with these sides!"
On the word sides, I screeched as his fingers spidered up and down my ribcage.
"Eeeeehehehehehehehehep! No fair I wasn’t ready! Jahahahahahahahack!"
"You think I was gonna just sit and stare at you?!" he hollered over my laughter,
"we scheduled a tickle session and hunny, tickle you is what I'm gonna do!"
"I hoped you would but a warning would have been nihihihihihice!" I squeeked.
As he yelled over my laugher, his fingers had started to spider all over my belly.
Jack was really thorough, really letting his fingers explore every inch of me.
Michael (my first ler) made my back tingle at best but when Jack tickled me,
I had chills all over for the whole time his hands were on me and all I could focus on was him.
I laughed harder than ever, even when I was with Michael and if a little clumsy, he was still pretty good.
When he let up to give me a break, I still felt like thousands of tiny fingers were still all over me,
tormenting my now highly sensitised skin. "Oh wow, you are good," I cooed as he unfastened my restraints and pulled me up.
"I'm impressed," he told me, "over half an hour and you haven’t asked me to stop once."
"Why would I do that?" I asked, "Your fingers feel amazing!"
"Thanks," he replied, smiling, "I do what I can. You’re really fun to play with Kelly."
"You too Jack," I told him, smiling.
When my breathing had slowed down again he asked, "So, are you rested up enough?"
I nodded and lay back down, raising my arms instantly over my head.
Jack laughed as he leaned back down. "Hold still," he said, "I wanna try something before I strap you back up."
He then took his hand and rested his fingers on my right armpit.
He tucked away three fingers and his thumb, and traced his index finger round the hollow of my underarm.
I giggled but I didn’t want to bring my arm down, like I usually would when I was unrestrained.
Then he moved his hand over to the other side and traced his finger round the left hollow.
"You know, out of all the sessions I've had, you’re the first girl to lay there and take that.
Usually when my lees aren’t tied up and I tickle under their arms, they instantly pull their arms down."
I smiled up at him as he told me this. He smiled back and asked, "Ready to really get them tickled?"
"You bet," I told him, and he strapped my wrists and then my ankles back into place.
That's the only time in the session I was disappointed, and it wasn’t because he tied me back up.
I tried to reason with myself, but I couldn’t; I was disappointed because he had got up from beside me.
I didn’t show it in my face, I just kept smiling and teased him, "oh wait, you’re actually gonna tickle me now?
Well it's about time, we’ve been here over half an hour. Eeeek!" That's when the laughter started again.
Another half an hour later, Jack stopped again. "Oh wow, my ears need a break," he said, "woman you sure can scream!"
"Sorry," I laughed, "it's just your teasing mixed with your technique, drives me crazy...in a good way."
"You like me to tease?" he asked as he unstrapped me and pulled me up, "ok, I can do that some more."
"Great," I smiled, "I love how you tell me I'm not going anywhere. But for right now I just gotta use the bathroom."
"Ok," he said, and I left the room.
When I was done washing up, I came back in the room to find Jack on his phone.
He held up a finger to tell me he would just be a minute so I sat on the bed and waited for him.
I stared out of my window as he talked.
"I'll be there, you know I will. Yes I'll bring the video camera. Yes I have tape.
Relax Sally I will not let you down. It's ok sweetheart, I understand.
Ok, you take care. I love you too. Bye sweetie."
When he hung up the phone, Jack turned back to where I was sitting on the bed.
"Ok, ready to get those feet worked over lady?" he asked.
I felt something at that point which I couldn’t explain. So I didn’t try to.
Jack tickling my bound feet without mercy was just the distraction I needed.
What I needed a distraction from I wasn’t entirely sure. Instead I smiled up at him and teased,
"Bring it on; I can take anything you got."
So he did. He tied me back up again and let his nails glide up and down each individual toe stem;
the sensation of his fingers through the nylon made me howl.
He teased me all the while, saying things like, "awww who has ticklish toes?"
and, "what's wrong hunny can’t you get away?" I enjoyed every second.
On the way back up to the tips of my toes he found a spot that made me squeal; the base of my toes.
As soon as this spot was discovered, he dug into the bases of my toes and tickled there for 15 minutes without mercy.
After 5 minutes I was yelling, "Mohohohohore! Don’t stohohohohop!" though my laughter.
He looked at me as if I had misplaced my mind but he kept right on tickling without question or complaint.
That was what I needed in a tickler.
Overall, our session lasted 3 hours before Sarah texted to say she was coming home.
There was a look of not just disappointment but sadness in Jack's eyes as he untied and pulled me up for the last time.
"Wow," I said, trying to mask my own sadness, "that was so awesome. Thanks Jack."
"That really was, wow you're an amazing lee Kelly," said Jack as he put away his restraints.
When he was done, he came over and wrapped me in a hug. As I folded my arms around his back,
I really wished that he didnt have to go.
"Oh no, you did all the work," I replied as we seperated, "those are some very talented fingers there Mister."
"Like I said, I do what I can," he grinned.
"Well, I should vanish before Sarah gets home, thanks for today."
"Thankyou too," I told him, genuinley greatful.
Then he gathered up his things, winked at me wordlessly and left. He also left
his new found lee very happy.
For the rest of Saturday I was grinning from ear to ear, grateful I didn’t have to explain the goofy smile
to Sarah, who was of course with Eathan.
I wandered around the apartment doing any chores that needed to be done,
then went to the grocery store to buy the stuff we needed at home.
I fantasised about Jack all day, no matter what I did. When I got home with the groceries,
I went through to the kitchen to put them away. Then I came back to the living room and kicked off my shoes
just as my cell phone buzzed. It was a text from Jack. I pressed view to read:
Hey hunny, my sister is driving me crazy,
I could really use another session.
How's next weekend for you?
Please say yes, Jack x
Jumping up and down on the spot, grinning like an idiot, I replied:
Next week should be fine,
I'll have to talk to Sarah just to be sure the house will be empty x
As the next week went by, I found myself fantasising more about Jack interrogating me without mercy.
It was obvious that our session had made the images more vivid, which was ok with me.
But every time I thought about telling Jack that I fantasised about him, something stopped me.
I couldn’t figure out why, but whenever I didn’t tell him about the fantasies
my mind flashed back to the phone call he had on Saturday.
My mind kept telling me ‘well, maybe it wasn’t his girlfriend.’
Then the logical side of my brain would go, ‘what does it matter if it was his girlfriend? It's not like she's jealous.’
I hated when the emotional and logical sides of my brain would argue,
because half the time I didn’t know which side to listen to.
This was one of those times. I knew it was nuts because as the logical side of my brain kept telling me,
I don’t even know Jack that well so where does the logic behind being jealous even come from?
Or maybe jealousy didn’t always have logic behind it, not all emotions have reason.
But life went on as the two halves of my brain argued with each other and life of course included work;
which was as boring as ever. The only time I ever got excited at work was when it was when I able to talk to Jack on MSN.
Of course I could only do this when it was slow at work and there wasn’t too much to do.
That only happened on Wednesday; the rest of the week, sick people kept calling in to attend or request an appointment;
as they tended to do when you were a secretary at a doctor's surgery.
When Saturday finally came round again I checked the laptop in the morning and spotted an e-mail from Jack:
Hey beautiful,
This is just to let you know I'm gonna be out of town for a while.
I have to go to Matthew's christening. Man, my sister was freaking out on Saturday. You probably heard I was like
‘Sally, relax, I'll be there’ lol.
So it's Friday, I'm about to leave, and hopefully you'll get this on Saturday.
I'll be home sometime Monday but I'll call you on Tuesday after work.
E-mail if Tuesday's not good and I'll just text. I dunno why but since our session,
I really don’t like it when I'm not in contact with you in one way or another.
I think Saturday brought us closer together. Ok, I'm gonna stop talking like a girl now
and I'll talk to ya soon lol. *Tickles your toes* Hugs and many tickles,
Jack x
I smiled big and hit reply.
Hey sweetie,
I hope you have fun at your nephew's service. I know what you mean about freaking out;
my mom would do the same lol. Tuesday is fine to call after work.
I feel the same way about Saturday btw. But it's good, I like feeling closer to you,
even if I can’t explain the logic behind it. Maybe there isn’t any, but that's ok,
cuz whether it is logical or not, I like this feeling. Drive safe over the weekend and I'll talk to you soon.
*Hugs and much wiggling of my toes*
Kelly x.
As I hit send I actually did wiggle my toes inside my socks.
When Sarah got home that night, I asked how her day was. She said it was good and I casually asked,
"so, same again for you two next Saturday?"
"Ya know," she replied, "I was thinking when I was coming home,
do I leave you alone too much? I mean of course I respect your privacy
but I feel me being with Eathan so much gets in the way of us doing stuff together."
Panicking on the inside, I replied, "no honey it's fine. I understand you wanna spend time with Eathan,
he's your boyfriend. Who am I to stand in the way of true love's dream huh?" I teased.
She giggled at that. "Ok," she said, "if you’re sure."
"Very sure," I told her, and she smiled and went to start dinner as I breathed a sigh of relief.
When dinner was finished and we had cleaned up, we watched TV for a bit. I called Ryan,
and he told me he was going on vacation next week and wanted to see me before he left.
Before he could even get the thought of Saturday into his head, I suggested Friday. So Friday after work,
Ryan, me, Sarah and Ryan's sister Emily went out to dinner. We sat at the table and talked as we ordered
and waited for drinks. "So Sarah how goes the auditions?" asked Emily.
"They’re going great, in fact, they want me to go to a workshop next month."
"What kind of a workshop?" asked Ryan, "like a singing workshop?"
"Yeah," replied Sarah, "it's like a performing arts course type of thing."
"Cool," said Emily, "good luck. I know you'll do good, wont she Ryan?"
"Of course," replied her brother, "we always knew our Sarah was gonna be the broadway star right Kelly?"
"Yeah," I said, "she sure has the best voice out of all of us right?"
Sarah blushed and smiled at the compliments, saved by the waiter as he came over with our drinks.
By the time we had finished dinner and were waiting for dessert, my phone had buzzed at least three times.
So I finally excused myself, saying I had to make a call. I looked and sure enough, I had three missed calls from Jack.
I texted and said: I'm out to dinner, what's up? x
He got back like a minute later and said: Sorry. I just wanted to say I cant wait for tomorrow.
Really itching to get my hands on you again 😉 xx
I giggled to myself and leaned against the window. When I had texted back to say I couldn’t wait either,
I went back inside with my friends and we drank and ate cheesecake. The waiter came over during dessert
to ask if everything was ok with the meals.
"Yes thank you," said Ryan as he ate his cheesecake, "this is yummy."
"Well, enjoy," said the waiter, and walked away.
When he was out of sight I told Ryan "go ahead, he's gone."
He flopped his head onto his folded arms and said in muffled tones, "this is yummy?
Dear God did I actually just say that?"
"Like a five year old says to ice cream sweetie," I laughed, rubbing his back in sympathy.
"Yeah, when what you actually wanted to say is he is yummy," laughed Emily.
"Oh God," he said, bringing his head up, "was I that obvious?"
"Ryan honey I say this with love," Sarah chimed in, "but blind and deaf people know you’re gay."
As we laughed at him, with love of course, Ryan groaned as he flopped his head on my shoulder,
mumbling something about having to leave the country- now.
Emily drove us home, and Ryan got out to give me and Sarah both a hug.
"Have a wonderful time sweetie," I told him, "and bring someone yummy home," I teased.
"Shut up," he told me playfully, and kissed the top of my head. Then he climbed back in the car.
"Thanks Emily," Sarah said through her window.
"No problem, see you guys soon," she replied."
Then they drove off, Ryan waving out of the window until the car vanished from view.
We went back inside the house, still smiling about Ryan's mishap at dinner.
We kicked off our shoes and left them by the front door before walking through to the living room.
Sarah flopped down on the couch and flipped on the TV. I excused myself to the bathroom
and grabbed a towel so I could shower. I came back to the living room briefly to grab my phone.
As I let my dinner sink down, I texted back and forth with Jack. Half an hour later,
I told him I was going to shower and I would see him tomorrow. He texted me goodnight and I put my phone down
and undressed.
After my shower, I watched the news and went to bed.
When I set my head down, I felt like I was going to Disney land the next day.
Or at least like a five year old who had been promised a ton of ice cream.
****
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOOOOOOHOHOHO! Jack STOP!"
"Aww what's wrong sweetie? Can’t your helpless belly take it?"
Late Saturday morning, our 5th session, another 5 weeks later,
and Jack had found a rare way in a tickle session to drive me crazy.
"Jahahahahahahack! Don’t tease like thahahahahat!"
"Awwww poor Kellycub, does it tickle? Can’t my helpless Kellycub get away from the big mean tickler?"
"Jackie stohohohohop it! This is not fair!"
"Well too bad baby cuz here comes another one!"
"Noooooo! Jack dont!"
Ignoring my protests completely, Jack sat up, took a deep breath, and came closer to my belly.
"Here comes Mister motor boat! PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTT!"
"IIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEEEEE! STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP!"
"Stop?! Are you kidding me? I have been waiting for so long to find your weakness!
This is like finally getting to the top of Everest for me!"
As Jack hollered over my screaming laughter that rang around the apartment,
I could hear him but I wasn’t really listening. He had found my weak spot and was going to exploit it to the extreme.
The raspberries on my belly, combined with the finger tickling, constantly up and down my sides,
not to mention all the verbal taunting and teasing, I didn’t know what to do. I could barley breathe, let alone think.
His tickling had taken over me, body and mind from the time we had our first session.
Finally I had found a tickler to take me to Heaven, and I didn’t want to come down any time soon.
When Jack finally untied my restraints for a break, I lay there panting for about ten minutes before I could sit up.
Jack grabbed my hand and tugged, helping my body to get back into a sitting position.
"Can you speak yet?" he teased as he checked his phone for messages.
"Shut up," I told him, "I can’t believe we have had a session every week since the first one,
and you have only just found out what drives me nuts."
"Not every week," he corrected, "what about when I had to go see Matthew?"
"Oh yeah, besides seeing your nephew christened," I said, "but every Saturday besides that."
"Yup," said Jack, swinging his legs up to sit in the middle of my bed, "it's great how Sarah goes out every week,
gives us a clear flight path to play."
"Clear flight path?" I giggled, "Who says that?"
"Shut up or I'll do it again," he teased.
"Clear flight path? What kinda geek says that?"
"OK you asked for it!"
"JACK! NOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHE!"
He had rolled over on his side, grabbed me round the waist and pinned me under him.
Now he was spider tickling up and down my ribcage, a spot he knew was an eleven on my ticklish scale.
Then he lay me down and got my feet in a lock under his arm. I was held tight.
I was screwed, and wouldn’t have it any other way. When he was done assaulting my feet,
he strapped me back down to the bed and lay beside me. He took his index finger and drew circles
round the outside of the hollow of my underarm, easy to do when I was wearing a dress and I had no sleeves in the way.
Even if I could bring my arm down I wouldn’t have wanted to. As he slowly drew circles round
my underarm he looked into my eyes. I looked up at him and smiled. He smiled back and I sighed.
He chuckled and said, "You sound happy. I like when you’re happy."
"I am," I told him, "I feel like I can be myself around you. I'm always happy around you Jack.
And believe it or not, it's not just because you tickle the life outta me whenever we meet up.
Not that I would ever not want you to, your very talented with your fingers."
"I try," he said, winking down at me as I smiled at him. "You know," he said, "I've been told I'm good
with the rest of my hands too."
Then he got up and walked to the other end of the bed. I sat up to see what he was doing.
He sat by my feet and picked up my right foot. Then he placed his thumbs
in my arch and began to softly knead into them.
I slowly leaned back into the pillows as my toes individually got rolled between his fingers.
He loved me in nylons so I wore them for him every week. Putting them on when I woke up
on a Saturday had become routine for me now. I sighed again, I was very happy.
I snuggled into the pillows as I was sent back to Heaven.
As the months came and went and spring turned into summer,
Jack and I continued to meet every Saturday for tickle sessions as Sarah and Ethan went off and did their own thing.
Ah the joys of being a grown up. It was a hot Wednesday afternoon, I still worked for Doctor Kimble,
and I still spoke to Jack on MSN when we had a slow work day. He had just popped up and said *poke* like he often did.
Jack: *Poke*
Kelly- Hey you.
Jack- Hey sweetie. You working?
Kelly- Uh huh, kinda slow today.
Jack- Yay! That means you can talk to me 😀
Kelly- Yay! lol. How's your day honey?
Jack- It's good, been doing a lot of professional stuff.
Kelly- Lol, you’re such a geek.
Jack- *Squeezes your hips* Be nice 😛
Kelly- Hehe do that again 😉
Jack- *Squeezes your hips again* Ok 😉
Kelly- Eeeks! hehehe 😉
Jack- Lay down so I can strap you down 😉
Kelly- Jack!
Jack- What? You know you love it when I tell you what to do 😉
Kelly- Shush 😛
Jack- I'm not hearing any denial 😉
Kelly- I am not your submissive 😛
Jack- You’re my lee, it's the same thing 😉
Kelly- I am no one's sub 😛
Jack- Yeah, besides mine 😉 I gotta go babydoll, talk later x
He logged off before I could say goodbye but I didn’t mind. He had to work.
We all had to be grownups most of the time, but I looked forward to Saturday when all things grownup
got left at the door, and didn’t get picked up until Jack went home.
But as the weeks turned into months and he came to see me every Saturday, inside my head
I was finding it harder and harder to see him drive away when Sarah texted to say she was coming home.
I didn’t know whether or not to tell him or if I even should. We had known each other since March and now it was June.
Granted it had been the best three months of my life but I didn’t know how to tell Jack because
I was scared he didn’t feel the same. So as the logical and emotional sides of my brain argued again,
Wednesday morning turned into Wednesday afternoon and I went to tell my boss I was gonna go eat.
It was a nice day, so I decided to take a walk. I walked out of the surgery and up the street until I found a bench.
I took out my sandwich and ate in the sunshine. I loved spring and summer, I hated to go to work and come home in the dark.
As I munched my food I leaned back on the bench and day dreamed about Jack again.
It always started out the same way. I was in a dark room, my ankles tied to the chair I was on.
I was wearing my work clothes this time. What clothes I had on could change depending on my mood or
situation at the time the fantasy took place in my head. Then Jack walks into the room all dressed in black.
He walks up to me and says, "Kelly, we need the password to your patient file at your office.
Doctor Kimble has been reported to be giving out class A drugs on perscription."
Then I look at him as if he was nuts and reply, "Jack, Doctor Kimble would never do something like that.
I cant give you my password."
"Kelly, you dont have a choice sweetie," he replies, "you have to give me your password so we can
check up on the patients he's perscribed drugs to. You have to give me that password.
I dont want to take it by force but the boss has instructed me to do so if you wont co operate."
At this point, I start to realize that I cant give him my password or Doctor Kimble is gonna fire me,
so Jack is gonna have to force it out of me.
"I need that password Kelly," says Jack, "dont make me use force."
"Jack, if I give you my password, I could loose my job. I'm not gonna take that risk."
"I'm sorry honey, I really hoped it wouldnt have to come to this."
Then he kneals beside my feet. He takes off my shoes and supports both my heels with his hand and tells me,
"last chance Kelly, dont make me interrigate you."
"I cant. Please dont do this Jack," I beg, "you know I cant tell you."
"I'm sorry honey, you leave me no choice. My instructions were to use the whip the boss
gave me but you know I would never hurt you. But I've done this before and I warn you I'm a mean interigator."
"Jack please, you cant........ hehehehehehey!" I giggle as his nails start to crawl up and down my soles,
"sthohohohohop that!"
"I warned you babydoll," he grinned up at me, "oh and I ment to thank you for all those sessions,
they really helped me out with knowing your weak spots and just where to tickle," he told me over my laughter
as it increased in volume, "like right here!" On the word here, I scream as he digs into the bases of my toes.
But sadly, time still goes by in the real world when you day dream and before I knew it, my lunch hour was up.
Although I couldnt stop a smile spreading across my face as I walked back to work
I logged on to MSN when I got home. Jack popped up as usual and asked about the weekend.
Jack- Hey sweetie, we still good for Saturday?
Kelly- yeah honey it's all good
Jack- awesome. Sorry about earlier, I had to go be a grown up
Kelly- no worries hun. Jackie I wanna tell you something
Jack- sure hon what's up?
Kelly- well, scince our first session, I've been fantasizing about role playing with you
Jack- ooh yeah? Cool 🙂
Kelly- yeah. Well I say role play but it's one sene that kinda dominates my brain
Jack- what is it?
Kelly- Interrogation
Jack- cool, what do I wanna know?
Kelly- my computer password at work
Jack- I always liked interigation scenes. Wanna try Saturday?
Kelly- OMG really?! can we?!
Jack- lol sure why not? sounds fun 🙂
Kelly- *hugs!* thanks Jack 😀
Jack- *tickles your sides as he hugs back* why didnt you tell me about this sooner?
Kelly- hehe *wiggles* I didnt know how you would react
Jack- mmm I love it when I make you wiggle 😉 It's ok honey, I'm kinda flattered you fantasize about me
Kelly- *blush* yeah scince our 1st playdate
Jack- cool. So I'm gonna interrogate you huh?
Kelly- without mercy please 😉
Jack- lol think you can handle that? 😉
Kelly- please, you know I can handle anything you got 😛
Ok so there it is, let me know whatcha think 🙂
As always, feedback is appriciated, let me know if the length is good for a whole chapter, paragraph breaks, anything y'all think I need to change, let me know. Thanks as always to ticklefan03, my most awesome proof reader. So with out further rambling from me, here is chapter one of my new project. Everyone, meet Kelly and Jack..............
Sure, some people may call it a problem, an addiction even. Well, they probably would if I was brave enough to tell anyone.
It wasn’t bad as addictions go; not dangerous or unhealthy in any way. I mean look at all the
different drugs people can get addicted to.
My addiction didn’t go down my throat or up my nose, nor did it get injected into my arm. But it was a physical addiction.
I wanted to tell my friend, and be honest with him but how could I? How do you tell a person something like that?
How do you tell your best friend you've known since high school how much you want to be tickled?
I left high school back in 2002; that’s eight years this summer. I had liked to be tickled since childhood
but only when I saw a report on erotic tickling did I realise I had a fetish.
This addiction grew when I joined a tickling site at 18.
I met this guy on a tickling fetish website I had joined.
We got to know each other and after 4 weeks or so he made the drive to come see me.
When he arrived we talked for a bit and then I led him to my room.
My roommate was with her boyfriend so I knew we wouldn’t be disturbed.
I didn’t have to work as it was a Saturday, so we had plenty of time to play.
So we entered my room and he lifted the mattress to fasten his restraints underneath.
When everything was ready, he turned to me and asked, "Ready sweetie?"
I took a deep breath and nodded. He held out his hand and led me to the bed.
I laid on my back and rose my arms up over my head.
"If you want out, now is the time to tell me," he said.
"No," I replied, "go ahead- strap me down."
So he tied my wrists to the head of the bed and my ankles to the foot of the bed.
Then he straddled my waist and kneeled above me, one knee on each side.
"Hhhmm, where to start?" he teased, knowing my most ticklish spots were my sides and hips.
We had discussed this session to death and now it was finally happening;
I was so nervous, but excited at the same time.
"Michael don’t, you know where to go," I playfully whined at him, trying not to smile.
"Aww, but you have such a pretty smile," he said, "I think I can get you to smile bigger than that."
I squirmed as he wriggled his fingers above me, lowering them slowly down to my sides.
"Hehehe," I giggled as his fingers rested on my sides and started to very lightly scratch the flesh.
Then his fingers started to wriggle up and down my sides.
"Nohohohoho," I giggled as he picked up speed.
"Doing ok hun?" he asked.
I nodded and said, "Yeah, do me a favour. Dig in a lil deeper for me?"
"Sure thing, if you can take it?" He smiled, winking at me.
"Please, I can handle anything you got," I replied with false bravado.
"Ooh good," he said, "a challenge."
"Eeeeeek!" I squealed as he dug his fingers between my ribs, "nohohohohoho! eeeehehehehehehehep!"
“Oh good, ticklish ribs!" He yelled over my screaming, "How many do we have here?"
He started to massage my ribs as he counted. It tickled like crazy and I enjoyed every second,
no matter how much I told him to stop.
"Nohohoho, don’t count my rihihihihibs!" I laughed.
"Let's see," laughed Michael, pinching my ribs softly, "one, two, three.........
hold still Kelly, or I'll have to start over," he teased, "four, five, six, seven, eight........"
"Michael stohohohohop it tickles!" I laughed as he continued to count all the ribs in my ribcage.
"Nine, ten, eleven, twelve. Well, if you go by logic," he said, stopping so I could catch my breath,
"if there are 12 on this side, there should be 12 on the other side. But just to be sure, I think we ought to check,"
he grinned evilly as I screeched my protest.
"Michael nohohoho, you know I have 24 ribs."
"I have to be sure of these things Kelly, I am a professional.
Now let’s begin, keep still or I'll have to keep starting over."
When we had established that there were indeed 24 ribs in my ribcage,
after he had started over four times, Michael had moved down to my stomach.
He skittered and spidered his short fingernails all over my helpless belly, making me laugh and giggle uncontrollably.
Don’t get me wrong I was more than happy to get over that first session thing,
but as I lay there laughing for Michael, something just didn’t feel right
and I couldn’t put my finger on what it was.
We were done after an hour, I thanked him, gave him a hug and he drove home.
When my roommate came home we talked, like we always do.
She told me about her day and then she asked about mine.
I lied of course, telling her I had just watched a movie and had done stuff on the computer.
After we had eaten, I took a shower before we settled in front of the television for the night.
We flipped through the channels and settled on the discovery channel.
But as Sarah watched the show, I sat and thought about what was wrong with my session.
Maybe it was the fact that Michael’s tickling allowed me to think.
A few weeks went by and I was online, in the chat room,
one Sunday night and someone PM'd me, like they do.
I thought I would be polite so when he said hi I said hi back.
The conversation started out pretty much what you would expect from that kind of chat room.
edwardc- Hi.
tklmeplease- Hi.
edwardc- How are you?
tklmeplease- Good, you?
edwardc- I'm good too thanks. So, lee I assume?
(Well duh)
tklmeplease- Yeah. You?
edwardc- I'm a ler.
(Shocker)
tklmeplease- Cool.
edwardc- Though it's been a while since my last session.
(Poor baby)
tklmeplease- Right. Mine was about 4 weeks ago; my first one.
edwardc- Good for you. How did it go?
tklmeplease- It was ok, I was happy to get my first one out of the way.
edwardc- Just ok? It seems you weren’t happy with your session?
tklmeplease- It wasn’t bad, I think it was only my ler's second ever session.
edwardc- Ah I see. So I assume you would like another session?
(Here we go)
tklmeplease- Yeah, it's just hard to find someone who really understands how I want to be tickled
edwardc- I see. It's interesting to find a lee that doesn’t have a love hate relationship with being tickled.
tklmeplease- Oh no, I love nothing more than to be strapped half naked to a bed and tickle tortured.
edwardc- Finding someone with this attitude is very rare.
(Come on I said half naked, take the bait so this conversation can end)
tklmeplease- Funny, I thought all male lers wanted their lees to beg for mercy. No offence.
edwardc- None taken. Quite a few guys do have that attitude, but not all of us.
tklmeplease- Yeah I know, not everyone has the same opinion on this kinda stuff.
edwardc- Mmhm. Most of my lees have begged for me to stop around 10 minutes into a session.
tklmeplease- Ah, and you want a girl with more stamina huh?
edwardc- Oh yeah, much more.
(Wow, he hasn’t asked me yet. He's a male ler, it's coming)
tklmeplease- So what was the longest you tickled a girl without her begging for you to stop?
edwardc- About 30 minutes, which isn’t bad I guess.
tklmeplease- Yeah, not bad for someone building up endurance.
edwardc- And you want to build up endurance?
tklmeplease- Yeah, I want tons more sessions.
edwardc- It would be nice to flex my fingers again
tklmeplease- I'm sure.
edwardc- So tell me, how do you want to be tickled?
(Ok, he's gotta be gay)
tklmeplease- Well, I guess my ideal session would have to be with someone
I had gotten to know over a few weeks at least.
edwardc- Of course.
tklmeplease- And I want a guy who tickles me so much that it consumes me;
so much that it takes over my mind and my entire body.
edwardc- Mmhm.
tklmeplease- See, my first session was good, but I think the problem
was that he gave me space to think.
edwardc- Interesting, how do you mean?
(Wow, an actual conversation with a male ler)
tklmeplease- Well, I could feel what he was doing but when I'm tickled I want to be fully consumed;
I want to be sent to another dimension. Sounds corny I know.
edwardc- Not at all, your thoughts on this are very interesting.
(He’s polite too? Yeah, he's gay)
tklmeplease- Does that make sense?
Most lers I try to explain this to would have glazed over and closed their PM box by now.
edwardc- I think so. What about being broken, do you think a ler could break you?
tklmeplease- I like to think I could find a guy with the staying power to be able to break me eventually.
edwardc- And how long a session would you want. If time was no issue?
tklmeplease- I guess maybe around two hours.
edwardc- Mmhm, so he could really work on all the different areas. I like to explore during my sessions.
tklmeplease- I want a guy who can get me to beg for mercy, then ignore me when I do.
edwardc- So, when you’re tickled, would your voice echo your thoughts?
tklmeplease- You mean would I ask for more? Yeah I ask for more way before mercy.
edwardc- So you want to be broken?
tklmeplease- Yeah. I want a ler who's not gonna give up on me.
edwardc- No matter how long or how many sessions that takes?
tklmeplease- Yeah, my ler would need a whole bunch of patience.
edwardc- So it would seem. I have to go, sorry.
(Hey who cares if he's gay? I was enjoying the conversation too much)
tklmeplease- That's too bad, it was nice to meet you
edwardc- You too, I hope we get to talk again.
tklmeplease- [email protected] e-mail me sometime.
edwardc- I'd like that. By the way, I'm Jack.
edwardc disconnects
For the entire week that followed, I couldn’t get Jack out of my head. It was dumb;
I had only had one conversation with the guy. I even found myself disappointed when he hadn't e-mailed me by
Tuesday and I had no idea why. I checked again after work on Wednesday, and there it was.
To me from [email protected]. Ignoring all the other junk usually sent to my e-mail address,
I clicked on the message to open it.
Hi Kelly,
Sorry it has taken a few days to get in touch;
I have to work, as I'm sure you do. I really enjoyed our conversation on Sunday night.
You have such a rare attitude toward being tickled; it's wonderful to find someone so passionate about it, as am I.
But I did want to ask, if I may? Do any of your friends or family know you like to be tickled?
Because if I was your friend and I knew you wanted and I mean really wanted to be
tied down and tickled, you would have had a lot of sessions by now. Look forward to your reply.
I'm glad I have someone I can talk to about one of my passions. *Tickles your sides*
😉
Jack
Smiling like a teenager with a crush, I hit reply.
Hi Jack, Thanks for e-mailing.
I enjoyed our conversation too. As for questions, they’re fine, ask me anything.
If it's too personal I just won’t answer lol.
And as for your question, no, no one knows about my desire to be tickled.
I've known my best friend since high school and not even he knows.
I want to be honest with him but how do you bring something like that up?
‘Hey Ryan you wanna come to the mall? oh by the way I have a tickle fetish.’ Lol.
Thanks for what you said, that's very sweet. It is nice to have someone to talk to about tickling.
*Wiggles around* Hehehehey! No wait, do that again 😉
Kelly
I read it over again, ran a spell check and hit send.
Jack seemed really sweet but when I talked to people online I always kept in mind I had to take care.
I know not everyone I give my email address to is gonna be an insane killer
whose favourite tool is a shovel but I am always careful in these situations.
Just then, my roommate got home and I clicked to sign out of my e-mails. She never read them,
but I thought it was better to sign out, just in case. "Kelly, home!" She yelled from the door.
"Hey Sarah!" I yelled back as she took off her coat and walked in, "how was your day?"
"Oh ya know, same old stuff," she said, "yours?"
"Yeah it was ok," I said, "we were busy today. So, I'm on duty tonight, what do you want for dinner?"
Sarah and I had a schedule; we took it in turns every night to cook.
"I don’t mind," said Sarah, kicking off her shoes and sitting down, "whatever works. Is there anything on tonight?"
After dinner, we watched TV, Sarah was on the phone to her boyfriend for an hour or so,
whilst I made sure everything was ready for work the next day. My job was ok, but not the most exciting in the world.
I worked in a doctor's surgery, just answering phones, taking appointments, that kinda stuff.
Sarah was a sales assistant in a grocery store. She was on her feet a lot so her shoes came off as soon as she got home.
I checked my e-mails again before I went to sleep. Nothing was there but that was ok. After all, everybody has to work.
****
"Yes Doctor Kimble I'll do that for you when I've written down Mr Tyler's appointment."
"Thank you Kelly."
Today was a quiet day at work, so like other quiet days,
I snuck a look at my e-mails and tickling site to see if
anyone was around and what was going on in fetish world.
I checked the chat room list and saw Jack was online.
I smiled to myself and clicked the window open. I had Doctor Kimble's letter in another window
so I could half talk to people and half work. I tried to focus on the
letter but Jack PM'd me right after I said ‘hi’
to everyone.
edwaedc- Hi Kelly
tklmeplease- Hey Jack. One sec, I'm at work.
edwardc- Ok
I minimised Jack's window and went back to focus on the letter I had to type out for my boss.
When I typed a half of it, I came back to Jack's box and smiled at what he had typed.
edwardc- Hmm should I let you work, or disgracefully try everything in my power to distract you?
tklmeplease- Lol, I just have to type a letter for my boss.
edwardc- Then you won’t mind if I distract you a little.....?
I went back to Doctor Kimble's letter, minimizing his window.
When I had typed some more, I went back to Jack.
tklmeplease- One sec, this just needs my boss' signature.
edwardc- Ok, I'll be here.
I got up and walked round to the doctor's office. He called come in when I knocked.
"Done," I told him, placing the letter on his desk.
"Thank you Kelly," he said, "be a dear and run me off a dozen copies?"
"No problem Doctor K," I replied. He smiled his thanks and I went back to my office.
I ran the letter through the photocopier and punched in the number 12.
I smiled to myself again and went back to the doctor's office. He said come in and I placed the copies on his desk.
"Sir these just need your signature," I said.
"Thanks Kelly, I'll do after I see Mr Tyler," he replied, and I smiled at him and walked in to the waiting room.
"Mister Tyler, doctor Kimble will see you now."
Mister Tyler smiled at me and walked through to the doctor's office as I went back to
my computer where Jack was still waiting.
edwardc- *Spiders my fingernails over your belly* Are you back yet?
tklmeplease- Hehehehe! Yeah sorry, I'm here.
edwardc- If this is a bad time, I can just e-mail you later. I'm not really that evil 😉
tklmeplease- Lol, I do still have a few hours
edwardc- No problem, I'll e-mail you after work.
tklmeplease- Thanks Jack. I'm glad I made a new friend.
edwardc- Me too Kelly.
tklmeplease- I'll be online later. Come talk to me, if you’re around?
edwardc- Will do, see ya soon.
tklmeplease- Bye Jack
edwardc- *Hugs and tickles* 🙂
tklmeplease- 😉
edwardc disconnects.
After work, Sarah talked to her boyfriend while I watched the news.
The latest good news was that rescue workers had just pulled a family out of the rubble from a devastating earthquake.
The bad news was the body count was still rising.
When the news finished I grabbed my laptop, turned it on and waited for it to start up.
I heard Sarah laughing from her room, meaning her and her boyfriend were planning what they were going do this weekend.
Eathan lived in Indiana so with Sarah and I in Ohio he was able to come down most every weekend
unless he had other commitments. Eathan was a second grade teacher so he had most weekends free.
Just as long as he was home while it was still daylight it wasn’t a problem i.e. if he came on a Sunday,
because he had to wake up early on the Monday to get to work, he wanted to be home at a reasonable hour.
I connected to the internet when my laptop was ready and signed into my emails.
I deleted most of the usual junk that came through and then clicked to open an email from my mom.
Hi Kellycub, How are you?
Daddy and I are fine. How's work? How's Doctor Kimble?
Guess what, Daddy's up for partner!
We’re both so excited- we’re going out to dinner on Friday to celebrate.
We wish you could come with us sweetie, we miss you.
I know you couldn’t have stayed at home forever,
you’re a big girl now but daddy and I feel we don’t see you enough.
Have you met anyone special yet? How are Sarah and Ethan? Daddy says hi. E-mail me back soon.
We love you baby girl,
Mom and Dad xx
Hey mom, I'm fine.
That’s great news about Dad- congratulate him for me.
I'll call you guys again soon. Work is fine, same old stuff going on.
Sarah and Ethan are good; Ethan is coming over at the weekend.
No Mother, I don’t have a boyfriend yet, I'm too busy right now.
Tell dad I say hi back. I miss you guys too, I'll call you next week and maybe we
can talk about me coming home for a weekend or something. I love you both tons, always will,
love your Kellycub xx
I hit send when I had run the spell check and went back to my inbox.
Jack had emailed about 10 minutes ago just to say ‘come talk to me, I'm online’.
So I signed into my tickling site and into the chat room as Sarah walked into the room.
I quickly logged out of the chat room, looked up and smiled at her.
She smiled back and once she had walked through to the kitchen to
start dinner I logged back on to the chat room and
said ‘hi’ to everyone. Some said hi back, the people who knew me anyway.
Jack PM'd me and told me he would be right there, he was just PM'ing with his friend.
I said ‘ok’ and asked how everyone was in the main room. I was just getting my answers when the phone rang.
I typed ‘phone BRB’ and went to pick up the phone.
"Hello? Yes she does, who's calling please? Ok, one sec." I covered the phone and yelled,
"Sarah phone call! I think it's about your audition!"
Sarah came back into the room.
"Thanks," she told me and took her call, "hello? Yes this is Sarah Coleman. Really?
That’s wonderful! Sunday? Yes I can come on Sunday. Two o clock? That's fine. Thank you so much. Bye."
"Good news huh?" I asked as Sarah hung up.
"Great news, I got a call back this Sunday!"
"Honey that's wonderful! Congratulations!"
I hugged Sarah happily as she jumped up and down on the spot.
"I have a really good feeling about this one Kelly," she said after calming down a little,
"this time it could actually lead somewhere."
"I really hope it does honey, you’re such a great singer. I know your gonna be a star some day."
She hugged me again and practically skipped back to the kitchen.
I smiled as I went back to the laptop. Ever since she was a little girl, Sarah had wanted to be a singer.
As she grew up and developed more and more talent through singing lessons,
she realised she didn’t want to be one of those singers who mimes everything nor have her
performances tweaked with computers.
She really wanted to sing live and have it be her that the audience was listening to.
She loved the applause but she loved to earn it even more.
By the time the initial buzz had settled, Jack was done talking to his friend and was ready to chat again,
so I told him about Sarah's audition.
edwardc- That's great 🙂
tklmeplease- Yeah she's really excited. I hope she gets this one, she's had so many knock backs lately.
edwardc- Yeah that can really get someone down.
tklmeplease- Yeah. So how was your day?
edwardc- Oh you know, as exciting as being an accountant can be.
tklmeplease- Wow you are? I never asked what you did.
edwardc- Yeah, I'm a professional geek 😉
tklmeplease- Lol, your words not mine!
edwardc- Lol don’t worry, I only talk work when I'm actually there.
tklmeplease- Thank God, even if you tried to explain I wouldn’t understand lol.
edwardc- Lol so let's change the topic. What are you doing at the weekend?
tklmeplease- I dunno yet. My roommate’s boyfriend is coming over Saturday so I'll have to disappear for a bit.
edwardc- I have to go see my sister in New York, meet my new nephew 🙂
tklmeplease- Aww congratulations 🙂
edwardc- Thanks, he's 5 weeks on Friday.
tklmeplease- He must be adorable, what did they call him?
edwardc- Matthew 🙂
When the weekend was over, I was happy to get back to work on Monday, just to have something to do.
I ended up calling my parents on Saturday and Mom told me all about dinner on Friday.
Then when Ethan arrived we were polite, we said hi, and I made us all a drink.
The two of them then went to the movies. So I did some chores that needed doing and went grocery shopping.
Sarah was back later on Saturday night and said she was tired so she went to bed.
I thought about Jack that night, and again on Sunday night.
Sunday was spent going to lunch with my best friend Ryan and his sister Emily.
I like Emily, she's sweet. So now, on Monday morning, here I am back at work,
were nothing exciting ever seemed to happen. The phone was ringing a lot that day
so I couldn’t even sneak a look at my website or messages.
I know at work I should work but I hate that. When lunch time finally came around I checked my stuff
on the computer but there was only junk in my e-mail and no one in the chat room.
I clicked my windows off and cleared the history and search history;
I wasn’t meant to check personal e-mails at work, let alone visit a fetish website.
As I ate, found myself fantasising about Jack,
tying me half naked to a bed and tickling me all over as punishment for being unprofessional at work.
Naturally it didn’t feel like a punishment at all. I liked Jack; I liked talking with him as well as the odd occasions
when he would cyber tickle me. Maybe one day I'll be brave enough to ask the guy for a real cyber session.
Or maybe I can goad him into one, tell him I've been bad and should be punished.
Half of my brain was saying "Kelly, you don’t even know this guy, stop thinking about him so much."
But the other, louder half, was saying, "what the hell, it's just a fantasy, no one can see inside your head.”
So over the next few weeks as I e-mailed and talked with Jack, I found myself fantasising about him more.
In one fantasy, I would be telling him I had been bad and he would tie me up and punish me for whatever reason,
like the first fantasy, and in another, I was refusing to give him a safe code or pin number;
depending on what I was in the mood for. I liked that one, I loved that inside my head;
Jack would tickle me relentlessly and of course I never wanted him to stop, so I never told him what he wanted to know.
I eventually told him I had been fantasising about him and he was flattered.
In fact, after that, our talks steered more towards the fantasy world with
what he could do to me and how he could tickle me.
By the end of the month he had given me his MSN address and we were talking on messenger.
We mostly just emailed through the week but it was the weekends
I looked forward to as that’s when Jack and I could have real conversations.
After about 6 weeks following our first conversation, I was online and Jack
started the conversation in his usual fashion.
Jack- Poke*
Kelly- Lol. Hey Jack.
Jack- Hey sweetie, how are you?
Kelly- Not bad, you?
Jack- Yeah I'm ok. Something on my mind though.
Kelly- Wanna talk about it?
Jack- Yeah, cuz it's you.
Kelly- Me?
Jack- Yeah.
Kelly- What about me?
Jack- We've been talking for a while now right?
Kelly- About 6 weeks I guess.
Jack- Right, and when we had our first conversation, you said you would wanna get to know a ler before you had a session.
Kelly- Yeah I remember. Are you saying you want a session?
(WOO! Finally!)
Jack- Yeah. Of course if you feel it's too soon I completely understand.
Kelly- I would like that.
Jack- Really? That's great 🙂
Kelly- Yeah, I mean I feel like I know you well enough to trust you.
Jack- Of course you can, you can even have a safe word.
(Safe word? Pffft, please)
Kelly- What makes you think I would need one? 😛
Jack- Ooh you think you’re that good at holding out huh? 😉
Kelly- If tickling was an endurance sport you know who would win 😉
Jack- I bet I have you hollering within half an hour.
Kelly- Pfffft, please.
Jack- So have you been working on your endurance?
(I wish)
Kelly- How could I? No one knows besides you.
Jack- It's just you seem very confident you won’t need a safe word.
Kelly- Maybe I will, all depends how good you are 😛
Jack- How good I am?? Oh you’re in trouble now young lady.
Kelly- Oohh I'm scared 😉
Jack- Good 😛 Ya know I think we should have coffee or something first, just so it's not tense or anything.
(Thank God he said it)
Kelly- Yeah we could do that- sounds good.
In that case, I know where we can go grab a drink. I'll send you a link to their website.
Jack- Great 🙂
Kelly- I'm gonna wear my nylons. It really heightens the sensation of a foot tickle 😉
Jack- Nice, I like my lees in nylons 🙂
Kelly- Ah, here's the link.
Jack- Great, thanks
Kelly- So, which weekend are we gonna do this?
Jack- Now? 😉
Kelly- Lol, it's a little short notice hun.
Jack- I know lol. Can ya do next weekend?
Kelly- Yeah sounds good.
Jack- Great. This is gonna be awesome 🙂
Kelly- Oh yes 🙂
Over the next week, which really seemed to drag, I went around clothes stores
on my lunch breaks to find an outfit for Saturday.
I decided I would wear my black 5 inch heels and my nylons,
and was wondering whether or not to wear my new blue dress.
Although as March turned into April, I figured it would be warm enough.
After a torturously slow week, Friday finally came and that night after work, Jack and I talked.
We had exchanged phone numbers last week, when we decided we would get together.
Sarah and Ethan would be doing their own thing as usual on Saturday so I fortunately didn’t need to explain
where I would be, nor having to worry about her asking if she could tag along.
She had had to ask for the coming Monday off work as she had another audition call back.
When she told me, I found some wine we had in the fridge and we ordered pizza and celebrated.
Ryan came over too; it was a nice Wednesday night.
When I hung up with jack I went from my bedroom to the bathroom.
I got undressed and put on my robe and put my clothes in the laundry hamper.
Then I came back to the bathroom and turned on the shower. I took off my robe and got in and as I stood under the water,
I naturally thought about what would happen tomorrow.
I soaped up and rinsed off, then when my hair was clean I shaved my legs,
rinsed them off and shut off the water. I got out and put my robe back on and dried my hair.
Then I went back to my room to brush it out. Once I was nice and clean and dry with my robe wrapped around me,
I lay down and dreamed, all about Jack.
Saturday dawned sunny and warm out. I woke up and felt the biggest smile spreading across my face.
Sarah was in the shower, I could hear the water, so I went to fix some food.
I spent some time waiting for the toast to cook and for the coffee to be ready.
Then I poured it out and lay everything on the table so by the time Sarah was done,
breakfast was ready. Around eleven, Sarah had to go wait for Ethan downstairs,
he had texted and said he was almost here. I said good bye and waited until she was out of the house to text Jack.
I wrote ‘R we still on? Kelly x’
He came back like 2 minutes later and said ‘U bet hunny x
I smiled, grabbed my stuff and left the house. Jack and I had exchanged photos so we both knew who to look for.
When I got to the cafe he hadn’t arrived yet so I ordered some juice and sat down.
I got my cell phone out and played games, passing the time as I waited. It wasn’t long before my juice was brought over.
Before I could thank the server a voice interrupted me,
"Excuse me, Miss Sullivan? Your car is about to be towed."
"What?" I replied, looking up, "that's impossible I don’t even drive....... Jack!"
He grinned at me as I stood up and he gave me a massive hug, his fingers brushing up and down my sides as he did so.
"Hey beautiful," he told me, "it's so great to see you."
"You tohohoho," I giggled as he tickled my sides, already sending chills down my back,
"it's so great this day is finally here."
We sat down and talked for a while, and when we had finished our drinks we left.
When we got back to the house, I showed Jack to my room so he could set up,
and told me he would holler when he was ready. I put on a CD as he set up, thinking it was a little weird that
I wasn’t as nervous as I thought I would be. By the time The Wizard and I finished, I heard my name.
"Kelly! I'm done!"
"Coming!" I yelled back, switching off the CD.
As I walked back into the room, I saw Jack had fastened his restraints to the bed
and set his bag on the floor beside the bed.
"Ready?" he asked, putting out his hand.
I smiled and nodded, taking his hand and allowed myself to be lead over to my bed.
I lay on my back and stretched my arms over my head.
"Now remember," said Jack as he strapped my wrists in place,
"if there are any problems or you want me to stop just say red."
"Yeah, I remember my safe word," I told him.
"Ok," he said, repositioning to strap my ankles down and climbing back up the bed to straddle my waist,
"after all the time we've spent discussing where I would start, and all the times
you have teased me about how ticklish they are, I think I have to start with these sides!"
On the word sides, I screeched as his fingers spidered up and down my ribcage.
"Eeeeehehehehehehehehep! No fair I wasn’t ready! Jahahahahahahahack!"
"You think I was gonna just sit and stare at you?!" he hollered over my laughter,
"we scheduled a tickle session and hunny, tickle you is what I'm gonna do!"
"I hoped you would but a warning would have been nihihihihihice!" I squeeked.
As he yelled over my laugher, his fingers had started to spider all over my belly.
Jack was really thorough, really letting his fingers explore every inch of me.
Michael (my first ler) made my back tingle at best but when Jack tickled me,
I had chills all over for the whole time his hands were on me and all I could focus on was him.
I laughed harder than ever, even when I was with Michael and if a little clumsy, he was still pretty good.
When he let up to give me a break, I still felt like thousands of tiny fingers were still all over me,
tormenting my now highly sensitised skin. "Oh wow, you are good," I cooed as he unfastened my restraints and pulled me up.
"I'm impressed," he told me, "over half an hour and you haven’t asked me to stop once."
"Why would I do that?" I asked, "Your fingers feel amazing!"
"Thanks," he replied, smiling, "I do what I can. You’re really fun to play with Kelly."
"You too Jack," I told him, smiling.
When my breathing had slowed down again he asked, "So, are you rested up enough?"
I nodded and lay back down, raising my arms instantly over my head.
Jack laughed as he leaned back down. "Hold still," he said, "I wanna try something before I strap you back up."
He then took his hand and rested his fingers on my right armpit.
He tucked away three fingers and his thumb, and traced his index finger round the hollow of my underarm.
I giggled but I didn’t want to bring my arm down, like I usually would when I was unrestrained.
Then he moved his hand over to the other side and traced his finger round the left hollow.
"You know, out of all the sessions I've had, you’re the first girl to lay there and take that.
Usually when my lees aren’t tied up and I tickle under their arms, they instantly pull their arms down."
I smiled up at him as he told me this. He smiled back and asked, "Ready to really get them tickled?"
"You bet," I told him, and he strapped my wrists and then my ankles back into place.
That's the only time in the session I was disappointed, and it wasn’t because he tied me back up.
I tried to reason with myself, but I couldn’t; I was disappointed because he had got up from beside me.
I didn’t show it in my face, I just kept smiling and teased him, "oh wait, you’re actually gonna tickle me now?
Well it's about time, we’ve been here over half an hour. Eeeek!" That's when the laughter started again.
Another half an hour later, Jack stopped again. "Oh wow, my ears need a break," he said, "woman you sure can scream!"
"Sorry," I laughed, "it's just your teasing mixed with your technique, drives me crazy...in a good way."
"You like me to tease?" he asked as he unstrapped me and pulled me up, "ok, I can do that some more."
"Great," I smiled, "I love how you tell me I'm not going anywhere. But for right now I just gotta use the bathroom."
"Ok," he said, and I left the room.
When I was done washing up, I came back in the room to find Jack on his phone.
He held up a finger to tell me he would just be a minute so I sat on the bed and waited for him.
I stared out of my window as he talked.
"I'll be there, you know I will. Yes I'll bring the video camera. Yes I have tape.
Relax Sally I will not let you down. It's ok sweetheart, I understand.
Ok, you take care. I love you too. Bye sweetie."
When he hung up the phone, Jack turned back to where I was sitting on the bed.
"Ok, ready to get those feet worked over lady?" he asked.
I felt something at that point which I couldn’t explain. So I didn’t try to.
Jack tickling my bound feet without mercy was just the distraction I needed.
What I needed a distraction from I wasn’t entirely sure. Instead I smiled up at him and teased,
"Bring it on; I can take anything you got."
So he did. He tied me back up again and let his nails glide up and down each individual toe stem;
the sensation of his fingers through the nylon made me howl.
He teased me all the while, saying things like, "awww who has ticklish toes?"
and, "what's wrong hunny can’t you get away?" I enjoyed every second.
On the way back up to the tips of my toes he found a spot that made me squeal; the base of my toes.
As soon as this spot was discovered, he dug into the bases of my toes and tickled there for 15 minutes without mercy.
After 5 minutes I was yelling, "Mohohohohore! Don’t stohohohohop!" though my laughter.
He looked at me as if I had misplaced my mind but he kept right on tickling without question or complaint.
That was what I needed in a tickler.
Overall, our session lasted 3 hours before Sarah texted to say she was coming home.
There was a look of not just disappointment but sadness in Jack's eyes as he untied and pulled me up for the last time.
"Wow," I said, trying to mask my own sadness, "that was so awesome. Thanks Jack."
"That really was, wow you're an amazing lee Kelly," said Jack as he put away his restraints.
When he was done, he came over and wrapped me in a hug. As I folded my arms around his back,
I really wished that he didnt have to go.
"Oh no, you did all the work," I replied as we seperated, "those are some very talented fingers there Mister."
"Like I said, I do what I can," he grinned.
"Well, I should vanish before Sarah gets home, thanks for today."
"Thankyou too," I told him, genuinley greatful.
Then he gathered up his things, winked at me wordlessly and left. He also left
his new found lee very happy.
For the rest of Saturday I was grinning from ear to ear, grateful I didn’t have to explain the goofy smile
to Sarah, who was of course with Eathan.
I wandered around the apartment doing any chores that needed to be done,
then went to the grocery store to buy the stuff we needed at home.
I fantasised about Jack all day, no matter what I did. When I got home with the groceries,
I went through to the kitchen to put them away. Then I came back to the living room and kicked off my shoes
just as my cell phone buzzed. It was a text from Jack. I pressed view to read:
Hey hunny, my sister is driving me crazy,
I could really use another session.
How's next weekend for you?
Please say yes, Jack x
Jumping up and down on the spot, grinning like an idiot, I replied:
Next week should be fine,
I'll have to talk to Sarah just to be sure the house will be empty x
As the next week went by, I found myself fantasising more about Jack interrogating me without mercy.
It was obvious that our session had made the images more vivid, which was ok with me.
But every time I thought about telling Jack that I fantasised about him, something stopped me.
I couldn’t figure out why, but whenever I didn’t tell him about the fantasies
my mind flashed back to the phone call he had on Saturday.
My mind kept telling me ‘well, maybe it wasn’t his girlfriend.’
Then the logical side of my brain would go, ‘what does it matter if it was his girlfriend? It's not like she's jealous.’
I hated when the emotional and logical sides of my brain would argue,
because half the time I didn’t know which side to listen to.
This was one of those times. I knew it was nuts because as the logical side of my brain kept telling me,
I don’t even know Jack that well so where does the logic behind being jealous even come from?
Or maybe jealousy didn’t always have logic behind it, not all emotions have reason.
But life went on as the two halves of my brain argued with each other and life of course included work;
which was as boring as ever. The only time I ever got excited at work was when it was when I able to talk to Jack on MSN.
Of course I could only do this when it was slow at work and there wasn’t too much to do.
That only happened on Wednesday; the rest of the week, sick people kept calling in to attend or request an appointment;
as they tended to do when you were a secretary at a doctor's surgery.
When Saturday finally came round again I checked the laptop in the morning and spotted an e-mail from Jack:
Hey beautiful,
This is just to let you know I'm gonna be out of town for a while.
I have to go to Matthew's christening. Man, my sister was freaking out on Saturday. You probably heard I was like
‘Sally, relax, I'll be there’ lol.
So it's Friday, I'm about to leave, and hopefully you'll get this on Saturday.
I'll be home sometime Monday but I'll call you on Tuesday after work.
E-mail if Tuesday's not good and I'll just text. I dunno why but since our session,
I really don’t like it when I'm not in contact with you in one way or another.
I think Saturday brought us closer together. Ok, I'm gonna stop talking like a girl now
and I'll talk to ya soon lol. *Tickles your toes* Hugs and many tickles,
Jack x
I smiled big and hit reply.
Hey sweetie,
I hope you have fun at your nephew's service. I know what you mean about freaking out;
my mom would do the same lol. Tuesday is fine to call after work.
I feel the same way about Saturday btw. But it's good, I like feeling closer to you,
even if I can’t explain the logic behind it. Maybe there isn’t any, but that's ok,
cuz whether it is logical or not, I like this feeling. Drive safe over the weekend and I'll talk to you soon.
*Hugs and much wiggling of my toes*
Kelly x.
As I hit send I actually did wiggle my toes inside my socks.
When Sarah got home that night, I asked how her day was. She said it was good and I casually asked,
"so, same again for you two next Saturday?"
"Ya know," she replied, "I was thinking when I was coming home,
do I leave you alone too much? I mean of course I respect your privacy
but I feel me being with Eathan so much gets in the way of us doing stuff together."
Panicking on the inside, I replied, "no honey it's fine. I understand you wanna spend time with Eathan,
he's your boyfriend. Who am I to stand in the way of true love's dream huh?" I teased.
She giggled at that. "Ok," she said, "if you’re sure."
"Very sure," I told her, and she smiled and went to start dinner as I breathed a sigh of relief.
When dinner was finished and we had cleaned up, we watched TV for a bit. I called Ryan,
and he told me he was going on vacation next week and wanted to see me before he left.
Before he could even get the thought of Saturday into his head, I suggested Friday. So Friday after work,
Ryan, me, Sarah and Ryan's sister Emily went out to dinner. We sat at the table and talked as we ordered
and waited for drinks. "So Sarah how goes the auditions?" asked Emily.
"They’re going great, in fact, they want me to go to a workshop next month."
"What kind of a workshop?" asked Ryan, "like a singing workshop?"
"Yeah," replied Sarah, "it's like a performing arts course type of thing."
"Cool," said Emily, "good luck. I know you'll do good, wont she Ryan?"
"Of course," replied her brother, "we always knew our Sarah was gonna be the broadway star right Kelly?"
"Yeah," I said, "she sure has the best voice out of all of us right?"
Sarah blushed and smiled at the compliments, saved by the waiter as he came over with our drinks.
By the time we had finished dinner and were waiting for dessert, my phone had buzzed at least three times.
So I finally excused myself, saying I had to make a call. I looked and sure enough, I had three missed calls from Jack.
I texted and said: I'm out to dinner, what's up? x
He got back like a minute later and said: Sorry. I just wanted to say I cant wait for tomorrow.
Really itching to get my hands on you again 😉 xx
I giggled to myself and leaned against the window. When I had texted back to say I couldn’t wait either,
I went back inside with my friends and we drank and ate cheesecake. The waiter came over during dessert
to ask if everything was ok with the meals.
"Yes thank you," said Ryan as he ate his cheesecake, "this is yummy."
"Well, enjoy," said the waiter, and walked away.
When he was out of sight I told Ryan "go ahead, he's gone."
He flopped his head onto his folded arms and said in muffled tones, "this is yummy?
Dear God did I actually just say that?"
"Like a five year old says to ice cream sweetie," I laughed, rubbing his back in sympathy.
"Yeah, when what you actually wanted to say is he is yummy," laughed Emily.
"Oh God," he said, bringing his head up, "was I that obvious?"
"Ryan honey I say this with love," Sarah chimed in, "but blind and deaf people know you’re gay."
As we laughed at him, with love of course, Ryan groaned as he flopped his head on my shoulder,
mumbling something about having to leave the country- now.
Emily drove us home, and Ryan got out to give me and Sarah both a hug.
"Have a wonderful time sweetie," I told him, "and bring someone yummy home," I teased.
"Shut up," he told me playfully, and kissed the top of my head. Then he climbed back in the car.
"Thanks Emily," Sarah said through her window.
"No problem, see you guys soon," she replied."
Then they drove off, Ryan waving out of the window until the car vanished from view.
We went back inside the house, still smiling about Ryan's mishap at dinner.
We kicked off our shoes and left them by the front door before walking through to the living room.
Sarah flopped down on the couch and flipped on the TV. I excused myself to the bathroom
and grabbed a towel so I could shower. I came back to the living room briefly to grab my phone.
As I let my dinner sink down, I texted back and forth with Jack. Half an hour later,
I told him I was going to shower and I would see him tomorrow. He texted me goodnight and I put my phone down
and undressed.
After my shower, I watched the news and went to bed.
When I set my head down, I felt like I was going to Disney land the next day.
Or at least like a five year old who had been promised a ton of ice cream.
****
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOOOOOOHOHOHO! Jack STOP!"
"Aww what's wrong sweetie? Can’t your helpless belly take it?"
Late Saturday morning, our 5th session, another 5 weeks later,
and Jack had found a rare way in a tickle session to drive me crazy.
"Jahahahahahahack! Don’t tease like thahahahahat!"
"Awwww poor Kellycub, does it tickle? Can’t my helpless Kellycub get away from the big mean tickler?"
"Jackie stohohohohop it! This is not fair!"
"Well too bad baby cuz here comes another one!"
"Noooooo! Jack dont!"
Ignoring my protests completely, Jack sat up, took a deep breath, and came closer to my belly.
"Here comes Mister motor boat! PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTT!"
"IIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEEEEE! STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP!"
"Stop?! Are you kidding me? I have been waiting for so long to find your weakness!
This is like finally getting to the top of Everest for me!"
As Jack hollered over my screaming laughter that rang around the apartment,
I could hear him but I wasn’t really listening. He had found my weak spot and was going to exploit it to the extreme.
The raspberries on my belly, combined with the finger tickling, constantly up and down my sides,
not to mention all the verbal taunting and teasing, I didn’t know what to do. I could barley breathe, let alone think.
His tickling had taken over me, body and mind from the time we had our first session.
Finally I had found a tickler to take me to Heaven, and I didn’t want to come down any time soon.
When Jack finally untied my restraints for a break, I lay there panting for about ten minutes before I could sit up.
Jack grabbed my hand and tugged, helping my body to get back into a sitting position.
"Can you speak yet?" he teased as he checked his phone for messages.
"Shut up," I told him, "I can’t believe we have had a session every week since the first one,
and you have only just found out what drives me nuts."
"Not every week," he corrected, "what about when I had to go see Matthew?"
"Oh yeah, besides seeing your nephew christened," I said, "but every Saturday besides that."
"Yup," said Jack, swinging his legs up to sit in the middle of my bed, "it's great how Sarah goes out every week,
gives us a clear flight path to play."
"Clear flight path?" I giggled, "Who says that?"
"Shut up or I'll do it again," he teased.
"Clear flight path? What kinda geek says that?"
"OK you asked for it!"
"JACK! NOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHE!"
He had rolled over on his side, grabbed me round the waist and pinned me under him.
Now he was spider tickling up and down my ribcage, a spot he knew was an eleven on my ticklish scale.
Then he lay me down and got my feet in a lock under his arm. I was held tight.
I was screwed, and wouldn’t have it any other way. When he was done assaulting my feet,
he strapped me back down to the bed and lay beside me. He took his index finger and drew circles
round the outside of the hollow of my underarm, easy to do when I was wearing a dress and I had no sleeves in the way.
Even if I could bring my arm down I wouldn’t have wanted to. As he slowly drew circles round
my underarm he looked into my eyes. I looked up at him and smiled. He smiled back and I sighed.
He chuckled and said, "You sound happy. I like when you’re happy."
"I am," I told him, "I feel like I can be myself around you. I'm always happy around you Jack.
And believe it or not, it's not just because you tickle the life outta me whenever we meet up.
Not that I would ever not want you to, your very talented with your fingers."
"I try," he said, winking down at me as I smiled at him. "You know," he said, "I've been told I'm good
with the rest of my hands too."
Then he got up and walked to the other end of the bed. I sat up to see what he was doing.
He sat by my feet and picked up my right foot. Then he placed his thumbs
in my arch and began to softly knead into them.
I slowly leaned back into the pillows as my toes individually got rolled between his fingers.
He loved me in nylons so I wore them for him every week. Putting them on when I woke up
on a Saturday had become routine for me now. I sighed again, I was very happy.
I snuggled into the pillows as I was sent back to Heaven.
As the months came and went and spring turned into summer,
Jack and I continued to meet every Saturday for tickle sessions as Sarah and Ethan went off and did their own thing.
Ah the joys of being a grown up. It was a hot Wednesday afternoon, I still worked for Doctor Kimble,
and I still spoke to Jack on MSN when we had a slow work day. He had just popped up and said *poke* like he often did.
Jack: *Poke*
Kelly- Hey you.
Jack- Hey sweetie. You working?
Kelly- Uh huh, kinda slow today.
Jack- Yay! That means you can talk to me 😀
Kelly- Yay! lol. How's your day honey?
Jack- It's good, been doing a lot of professional stuff.
Kelly- Lol, you’re such a geek.
Jack- *Squeezes your hips* Be nice 😛
Kelly- Hehe do that again 😉
Jack- *Squeezes your hips again* Ok 😉
Kelly- Eeeks! hehehe 😉
Jack- Lay down so I can strap you down 😉
Kelly- Jack!
Jack- What? You know you love it when I tell you what to do 😉
Kelly- Shush 😛
Jack- I'm not hearing any denial 😉
Kelly- I am not your submissive 😛
Jack- You’re my lee, it's the same thing 😉
Kelly- I am no one's sub 😛
Jack- Yeah, besides mine 😉 I gotta go babydoll, talk later x
He logged off before I could say goodbye but I didn’t mind. He had to work.
We all had to be grownups most of the time, but I looked forward to Saturday when all things grownup
got left at the door, and didn’t get picked up until Jack went home.
But as the weeks turned into months and he came to see me every Saturday, inside my head
I was finding it harder and harder to see him drive away when Sarah texted to say she was coming home.
I didn’t know whether or not to tell him or if I even should. We had known each other since March and now it was June.
Granted it had been the best three months of my life but I didn’t know how to tell Jack because
I was scared he didn’t feel the same. So as the logical and emotional sides of my brain argued again,
Wednesday morning turned into Wednesday afternoon and I went to tell my boss I was gonna go eat.
It was a nice day, so I decided to take a walk. I walked out of the surgery and up the street until I found a bench.
I took out my sandwich and ate in the sunshine. I loved spring and summer, I hated to go to work and come home in the dark.
As I munched my food I leaned back on the bench and day dreamed about Jack again.
It always started out the same way. I was in a dark room, my ankles tied to the chair I was on.
I was wearing my work clothes this time. What clothes I had on could change depending on my mood or
situation at the time the fantasy took place in my head. Then Jack walks into the room all dressed in black.
He walks up to me and says, "Kelly, we need the password to your patient file at your office.
Doctor Kimble has been reported to be giving out class A drugs on perscription."
Then I look at him as if he was nuts and reply, "Jack, Doctor Kimble would never do something like that.
I cant give you my password."
"Kelly, you dont have a choice sweetie," he replies, "you have to give me your password so we can
check up on the patients he's perscribed drugs to. You have to give me that password.
I dont want to take it by force but the boss has instructed me to do so if you wont co operate."
At this point, I start to realize that I cant give him my password or Doctor Kimble is gonna fire me,
so Jack is gonna have to force it out of me.
"I need that password Kelly," says Jack, "dont make me use force."
"Jack, if I give you my password, I could loose my job. I'm not gonna take that risk."
"I'm sorry honey, I really hoped it wouldnt have to come to this."
Then he kneals beside my feet. He takes off my shoes and supports both my heels with his hand and tells me,
"last chance Kelly, dont make me interrigate you."
"I cant. Please dont do this Jack," I beg, "you know I cant tell you."
"I'm sorry honey, you leave me no choice. My instructions were to use the whip the boss
gave me but you know I would never hurt you. But I've done this before and I warn you I'm a mean interigator."
"Jack please, you cant........ hehehehehehey!" I giggle as his nails start to crawl up and down my soles,
"sthohohohohop that!"
"I warned you babydoll," he grinned up at me, "oh and I ment to thank you for all those sessions,
they really helped me out with knowing your weak spots and just where to tickle," he told me over my laughter
as it increased in volume, "like right here!" On the word here, I scream as he digs into the bases of my toes.
But sadly, time still goes by in the real world when you day dream and before I knew it, my lunch hour was up.
Although I couldnt stop a smile spreading across my face as I walked back to work
I logged on to MSN when I got home. Jack popped up as usual and asked about the weekend.
Jack- Hey sweetie, we still good for Saturday?
Kelly- yeah honey it's all good
Jack- awesome. Sorry about earlier, I had to go be a grown up
Kelly- no worries hun. Jackie I wanna tell you something
Jack- sure hon what's up?
Kelly- well, scince our first session, I've been fantasizing about role playing with you
Jack- ooh yeah? Cool 🙂
Kelly- yeah. Well I say role play but it's one sene that kinda dominates my brain
Jack- what is it?
Kelly- Interrogation
Jack- cool, what do I wanna know?
Kelly- my computer password at work
Jack- I always liked interigation scenes. Wanna try Saturday?
Kelly- OMG really?! can we?!
Jack- lol sure why not? sounds fun 🙂
Kelly- *hugs!* thanks Jack 😀
Jack- *tickles your sides as he hugs back* why didnt you tell me about this sooner?
Kelly- hehe *wiggles* I didnt know how you would react
Jack- mmm I love it when I make you wiggle 😉 It's ok honey, I'm kinda flattered you fantasize about me
Kelly- *blush* yeah scince our 1st playdate
Jack- cool. So I'm gonna interrogate you huh?
Kelly- without mercy please 😉
Jack- lol think you can handle that? 😉
Kelly- please, you know I can handle anything you got 😛
Ok so there it is, let me know whatcha think 🙂
