Last weekend as we typically do, Rachel and I were chilling out on my back patio enjoying some wine and sunshine. Usually when we hang out like this, I am always doing some form of massaging, caressing and tickling. However, today Rachel was in one of her “Tease & Denial” moods and wouldn’t let me touch her. She also would not touch me. She allowed us to kiss, but there was no other physical contact. She loves doing this to me and I honestly love the buildup.
So, as it went, Rachel spent the better part of an hour flaunting herself in front of me. She would fake yawn and stretch her arms above her head exposing her tummy and underarms. She would flex her legs making sure I saw her calves and adorable little bare feet. She even made comments like, “My skin is so soft and smooth. I put on so much lotion today.” She also rubbed her legs & feet while giggling and said, “I feel so tickly today.” She is such a brat, but I love how she teases me and she loves doing it!
As I said, she went on with this for about an hour. I started to go up to her and start tickling her, but before I could get to her, she said, “I sure hope I get tickled in a fun and creative way later. Like what I did to you the other day.” Now, I am not a lee or a switch. I am 100% ler and I honestly do not enjoy being tickled as a ler would typically tickle a lee. However, what Rachel did to me was mind blowing. I will explain later what she was referring to later in this story because I used it against her, lol.
With Rachel’s comments fresh in mind, I decided to come up with a Tickle Interrogation scenario and really get her. After all, she literally just asked for it! I didn’t comment on what she said. I just went into the house to gather items to “tickle her in a creative way” as she put it. I put together a tickle kit including a blind fold, two small artist style paint brushes, fur lined cuffs, some rope, some baby oil and my diabolical thoughts on how to tickle the shit out of her!
I placed all of the items in my bedroom except for the blind fold which I kept with me. I then slowly started to stalk and hunt my prey. I quietly walked out to the patio where Rachel was. She was laying on a lounger with her eyes closed. I carefully placed the blind fold over her eyes while saying, “Miss, you are being detained for sexually frustrating and intimidating your boyfriend. Do not struggle or resist and come with me please.” Rachel lifted her head and smiled as I tied the blind fold around her head. I then helped her up, held her hands behind her back and said, “Right this way please and you better damn well behave yourself and cooperate.” Rachel went immediately into character and replied, “Yes sir. I will cooperate.”
I led her inside and walked her to my Bedroom/Interrogation Room. I took her to the side of the bed and said, “You will not speak unless you are spoken to and you will do what you are told. Is that understood?!” “Yes sir, I will do as you say, please don’t hurt me, I didn’t do anything wrong.” “Quiet!” I yelled. “You will have your chance to speak when I allow it. Right now, you will remove all of your clothes and lay down on your back.” “Yes sir.” She replied.
Rachel stripped down and laid on her back in the middle of the bed with the blind fold still on. I secured her wrists and ankles in the cuffs and then tied each cuff individually to the four corners of the bed. She looked so amazing and so ready to be tickled! But I had to resist. I wanted to get her really good. Our first tickle torture session which we both agreed was great but was maybe a little too intense for a first time. However, we have enjoyed some intense and very pleasurable “harder tickles” since and we love teasing and role playing with each other. So, I knew I was safe to make this as ticklish as possible and was intent to do so while making our play acting as fun as I could. In addition, I decided before we began that I was also going to do my best to get her to use her safe word!
As I stood there looking at her, Rachel started to move around a bit to test her restraints and because I commented before how sexy she made it look. As she fidgeted around, I removed my clothes, picked up the two brushes, placed one in each hand and climbed on the bed and on top of her straddling her hips. I then repeated her charges by saying, “Miss, you are again being informed that you are charged with sexually frustrating and intimidating your boyfriend, causing him severe emotional and mental distress. How do you plea?” to which she replied, “Sir! I’m sorry sir. I didn’t intentionally do that. I love my boyfriend. It’s his problem, he thinks I am so sexy that he gets turned on just by looking at me doing nothing! You have to believe me sir!” I followed up with, “Miss, we have a sworn statement by your boyfriend stating in detail how several days ago, you tied him to his own bed and tickled his penis and balls with your fingers and a feather. He further stated that you subjected him to this torture for over 30 minuets denying him the opportunity for sexual release during that entire time. Do you deny this?” Rachel laughed at the question, no doubt reliving and enjoying the hell she put me through by doing that to me. She also changed her demeanor and became defiant and said, “Oh what a big baby! Did my little sissy boyfriend get all flustered with a little dick and ball tickling? Most guys would love that kind of attention from their girlfriends. He should consider himself lucky. Fuck him and fuck you!” She is so good at this, I thought!
I placed my hand over her mouth and said. “That’s enough out of you miss! Our sworn statement also described in detail how you flaunted your body around him today, making sexually sensitive comments while not allowing him to show you physical affection. Do you also deny this?!” Rachel smiled and muttered “ohhh” softy to herself but loud enough for me to hear before returning to character and said, “Pshhhhh, what a big baby! He has a sexy girlfriend, some crime!” I decided to stop with the verbal interrogation and begin with physical tactics. I placed both brushes on each of her wrists and while letting them sit there, I said, “Enough talk. You will confess your crimes and will be interrogated until you do!” Rachel lifted her head and replied, “Whatever asshole. You ain’t got nothing on me!”
I slowly started to glide the brushes from her wrists down to the crook of her elbow pits. Rachel flinched and started to giggle. I continued along this path up and down many times for a good 10-minutes. She giggled and flinched the entire time. I so much love watching the affect tickling has on her! “Are you ready to confess?” I asked. Rachel said nothing, but her breathing was heavier. “Ok then.” I said and placed a brush in the hollows of both of her armpits. Rachel flinched on contact and let out a giggle before I even started moving the brushes. When I started slowly (and I mean very slowly) tickling her pits with my brushes, Rachel finally let out her first series of hard laughs and her flinching turned into thrashing. I said nothing and tickled her like this for another 10-minutes before stopping. Rachel was now sweating a little and breathing very heavy. She was giggling non-stop even though I wasn’t tickling her at this point. God, she looked so incredibly sexy!
I repeated my question and asked if she wanted to confess. She again said nothing. So, I applied both brushes to the next area of tickle torment which was her neck and collarbones. Rachel giggled and flinched through another 10-minute tickle torment before I stopped and said, “Miss, you really seam to be in some distress. You can end this by just confessing to your crimes.” Again, she said nothing. “Have it your way Miss. The interrogation continues!” I moved the brushes to her breasts and tickled all over and around them avoiding contact with her nipples. This really got her going and she laughed very hard and tried desperately to move away from the brushes. But it was a wasted effort. I had her secured in her restraints and I was expertly applying the brushes to her ticklish breasts. I allowed her to “enjoy” about 15-minutes of this torture before moving the brushes to her nipples. Rachel gut laughed very hard and twisted around like crazy as I tickled her rock-hard nipples with those brushes. I really was being turned on by this and tickled her on her nipples for another 15-minutes trying to get her to safe word. But she toughed it out! I was extremely impressed, but didn’t break character and said, “You really need to end this. How much more can you take?” Rachel mustered up a big smile as she caught her breath but still did not say a word. “On we go then.” I said and moved on to the next target of tickle torment which was a larger spot from just under her breasts to just above her navel. This was a nice highly sensitive area and my brushes tickled her smooth skin all over this area. I made sure to include both of her sides as well. This took a while longer because I didn’t just want to give each segment a few strokes and move on, I had to make sure this entire area was properly tickled. Plus, her laughter and twisting around was music to my ears and a sexual joy to watch, so I tickled this area for just over 20-minutes!
I gave her another opportunity to confess, but she remained silent. I then applied the brushes to her “Lady Area” and tickled her as teasingly as I could all around her womanhood and inside her thighs. This brought not only the hardest laughter but the most thrashing along with a few moans as well. Rachel was enjoying her interrogation and I was in heaven tickling her! I made her endure 15-minutes of tickling in this area before stopping and asking her yet again if she wanted to confess. Rachel just shook her head and said nothing.
Next up was the area from her knees to her ankles. The brushes glided effortlessly over her smooth bare legs. She giggled and laughed while flinching her legs and trying to shake her adorable little feet. I was experiencing ticklers bliss and gave her another 15-minutes of tickle torment before moving on to my absolute favorite spot to tickle, which we both know is her awesome bare feet. I said, “One last chance Miss. Confess and end this now!” Rachel steadied her breathing, stopped moving around and stuck her tongue out at me. Again, not saying a word.
“I have to admit miss, I was soooo hoping you wouldn’t confess before I got to your beautiful little bare feet!” and with that, I put the brushes in motion and started tickling. Rachel immediately flinched and started giggling. The giggles turned into hard laughter after a few seconds of constant contact of the torturous brushes on her soles, arches and under her toes. She tried to shake her feet as best she could but I had the cuffs around her ankles tied pretty tight to the bed and it did not allow for too much movement that I couldn’t stay ahead of. I get so worked up by tickling her feet and I was tickle drunk at this point. She came very close to saying her safe word. At one point she started to say something but immediately yelled out, “I’m not confessing, fuck you!” and then proceeded to laugh her ass off again. After I stopped tickling her feet, I walked over closer to her and said, “You are a very tough little lady, but why subject yourself to this? You can’t possibly take anymore tickling!” Rachel yelled “Bite me!” and started to laugh at me. “Ok lady.” I replied. “Time to break you.”
I dropped the brushes on her tummy, picked up the baby oil and applied a big coating on her feet. I went into my nightstand and took out my electric bread trimmer with the head removed. She knew what I was doing, this tool destroys her every time I use it and she damn well knew it. I started to taunt her by saying, “I don’t want you to confess now. I just want to tickle torture your sexy little feet again!” I went down to her feet, turned on the trimmer and ran that spinning ball of tickle hell all over her soles, arches and under her toes. I moved the ball along her feet very, very slowly saying, “Tickle-Tickle-Tickle. I just love how ticklish your feet are! Please don’t confess. In fact, I am going to tickle your feet with this for an hour straight weather you confess or not. Hope you enjoy it as much as I do!”
That did it. Rachel finally yelled out, “Ok! Ok! I confess! I am a tease! I’m Sorry!” I immediately stopped tickling her. Removed her bind fold, kissed her and said, “You know you are; did we really have to go through all of this?” She smiled and I smiled, we kissed again and she said, “Right now mister!” I knew exactly what she meant and I untied her and started to climb up on the bed so we could make love. But Rachel stopped me by saying, “Wait.” As she turned over on her tummy and scooted down the bed until her feet were off the end and said, “I know you are very worked up, so am I. Do my feet first so you can be stronger for me.”
She was absolutely right, I thought. I was so ready to get off that intercourse would have been very brief and I wanted to give her my best. But wow still, she just gave me one of the greatest tickling experiences of my life and now is asking me to get off on her adorable feet which she knows I love very much. How awesome is that?! I applied some more baby oil on her feet, placed myself in between her arches and climaxed in less than ten strokes. I cleaned up, joined her on the bed and we made love. As we were laying there afterward, I told her that I wanted her to move in with me. Rachel turned on her side to face me, smiled, kissed me and said, “Let’s rent a truck this weekend!”
I love this woman so much!
So, as it went, Rachel spent the better part of an hour flaunting herself in front of me. She would fake yawn and stretch her arms above her head exposing her tummy and underarms. She would flex her legs making sure I saw her calves and adorable little bare feet. She even made comments like, “My skin is so soft and smooth. I put on so much lotion today.” She also rubbed her legs & feet while giggling and said, “I feel so tickly today.” She is such a brat, but I love how she teases me and she loves doing it!
As I said, she went on with this for about an hour. I started to go up to her and start tickling her, but before I could get to her, she said, “I sure hope I get tickled in a fun and creative way later. Like what I did to you the other day.” Now, I am not a lee or a switch. I am 100% ler and I honestly do not enjoy being tickled as a ler would typically tickle a lee. However, what Rachel did to me was mind blowing. I will explain later what she was referring to later in this story because I used it against her, lol.
With Rachel’s comments fresh in mind, I decided to come up with a Tickle Interrogation scenario and really get her. After all, she literally just asked for it! I didn’t comment on what she said. I just went into the house to gather items to “tickle her in a creative way” as she put it. I put together a tickle kit including a blind fold, two small artist style paint brushes, fur lined cuffs, some rope, some baby oil and my diabolical thoughts on how to tickle the shit out of her!
I placed all of the items in my bedroom except for the blind fold which I kept with me. I then slowly started to stalk and hunt my prey. I quietly walked out to the patio where Rachel was. She was laying on a lounger with her eyes closed. I carefully placed the blind fold over her eyes while saying, “Miss, you are being detained for sexually frustrating and intimidating your boyfriend. Do not struggle or resist and come with me please.” Rachel lifted her head and smiled as I tied the blind fold around her head. I then helped her up, held her hands behind her back and said, “Right this way please and you better damn well behave yourself and cooperate.” Rachel went immediately into character and replied, “Yes sir. I will cooperate.”
I led her inside and walked her to my Bedroom/Interrogation Room. I took her to the side of the bed and said, “You will not speak unless you are spoken to and you will do what you are told. Is that understood?!” “Yes sir, I will do as you say, please don’t hurt me, I didn’t do anything wrong.” “Quiet!” I yelled. “You will have your chance to speak when I allow it. Right now, you will remove all of your clothes and lay down on your back.” “Yes sir.” She replied.
Rachel stripped down and laid on her back in the middle of the bed with the blind fold still on. I secured her wrists and ankles in the cuffs and then tied each cuff individually to the four corners of the bed. She looked so amazing and so ready to be tickled! But I had to resist. I wanted to get her really good. Our first tickle torture session which we both agreed was great but was maybe a little too intense for a first time. However, we have enjoyed some intense and very pleasurable “harder tickles” since and we love teasing and role playing with each other. So, I knew I was safe to make this as ticklish as possible and was intent to do so while making our play acting as fun as I could. In addition, I decided before we began that I was also going to do my best to get her to use her safe word!
As I stood there looking at her, Rachel started to move around a bit to test her restraints and because I commented before how sexy she made it look. As she fidgeted around, I removed my clothes, picked up the two brushes, placed one in each hand and climbed on the bed and on top of her straddling her hips. I then repeated her charges by saying, “Miss, you are again being informed that you are charged with sexually frustrating and intimidating your boyfriend, causing him severe emotional and mental distress. How do you plea?” to which she replied, “Sir! I’m sorry sir. I didn’t intentionally do that. I love my boyfriend. It’s his problem, he thinks I am so sexy that he gets turned on just by looking at me doing nothing! You have to believe me sir!” I followed up with, “Miss, we have a sworn statement by your boyfriend stating in detail how several days ago, you tied him to his own bed and tickled his penis and balls with your fingers and a feather. He further stated that you subjected him to this torture for over 30 minuets denying him the opportunity for sexual release during that entire time. Do you deny this?” Rachel laughed at the question, no doubt reliving and enjoying the hell she put me through by doing that to me. She also changed her demeanor and became defiant and said, “Oh what a big baby! Did my little sissy boyfriend get all flustered with a little dick and ball tickling? Most guys would love that kind of attention from their girlfriends. He should consider himself lucky. Fuck him and fuck you!” She is so good at this, I thought!
I placed my hand over her mouth and said. “That’s enough out of you miss! Our sworn statement also described in detail how you flaunted your body around him today, making sexually sensitive comments while not allowing him to show you physical affection. Do you also deny this?!” Rachel smiled and muttered “ohhh” softy to herself but loud enough for me to hear before returning to character and said, “Pshhhhh, what a big baby! He has a sexy girlfriend, some crime!” I decided to stop with the verbal interrogation and begin with physical tactics. I placed both brushes on each of her wrists and while letting them sit there, I said, “Enough talk. You will confess your crimes and will be interrogated until you do!” Rachel lifted her head and replied, “Whatever asshole. You ain’t got nothing on me!”
I slowly started to glide the brushes from her wrists down to the crook of her elbow pits. Rachel flinched and started to giggle. I continued along this path up and down many times for a good 10-minutes. She giggled and flinched the entire time. I so much love watching the affect tickling has on her! “Are you ready to confess?” I asked. Rachel said nothing, but her breathing was heavier. “Ok then.” I said and placed a brush in the hollows of both of her armpits. Rachel flinched on contact and let out a giggle before I even started moving the brushes. When I started slowly (and I mean very slowly) tickling her pits with my brushes, Rachel finally let out her first series of hard laughs and her flinching turned into thrashing. I said nothing and tickled her like this for another 10-minutes before stopping. Rachel was now sweating a little and breathing very heavy. She was giggling non-stop even though I wasn’t tickling her at this point. God, she looked so incredibly sexy!
I repeated my question and asked if she wanted to confess. She again said nothing. So, I applied both brushes to the next area of tickle torment which was her neck and collarbones. Rachel giggled and flinched through another 10-minute tickle torment before I stopped and said, “Miss, you really seam to be in some distress. You can end this by just confessing to your crimes.” Again, she said nothing. “Have it your way Miss. The interrogation continues!” I moved the brushes to her breasts and tickled all over and around them avoiding contact with her nipples. This really got her going and she laughed very hard and tried desperately to move away from the brushes. But it was a wasted effort. I had her secured in her restraints and I was expertly applying the brushes to her ticklish breasts. I allowed her to “enjoy” about 15-minutes of this torture before moving the brushes to her nipples. Rachel gut laughed very hard and twisted around like crazy as I tickled her rock-hard nipples with those brushes. I really was being turned on by this and tickled her on her nipples for another 15-minutes trying to get her to safe word. But she toughed it out! I was extremely impressed, but didn’t break character and said, “You really need to end this. How much more can you take?” Rachel mustered up a big smile as she caught her breath but still did not say a word. “On we go then.” I said and moved on to the next target of tickle torment which was a larger spot from just under her breasts to just above her navel. This was a nice highly sensitive area and my brushes tickled her smooth skin all over this area. I made sure to include both of her sides as well. This took a while longer because I didn’t just want to give each segment a few strokes and move on, I had to make sure this entire area was properly tickled. Plus, her laughter and twisting around was music to my ears and a sexual joy to watch, so I tickled this area for just over 20-minutes!
I gave her another opportunity to confess, but she remained silent. I then applied the brushes to her “Lady Area” and tickled her as teasingly as I could all around her womanhood and inside her thighs. This brought not only the hardest laughter but the most thrashing along with a few moans as well. Rachel was enjoying her interrogation and I was in heaven tickling her! I made her endure 15-minutes of tickling in this area before stopping and asking her yet again if she wanted to confess. Rachel just shook her head and said nothing.
Next up was the area from her knees to her ankles. The brushes glided effortlessly over her smooth bare legs. She giggled and laughed while flinching her legs and trying to shake her adorable little feet. I was experiencing ticklers bliss and gave her another 15-minutes of tickle torment before moving on to my absolute favorite spot to tickle, which we both know is her awesome bare feet. I said, “One last chance Miss. Confess and end this now!” Rachel steadied her breathing, stopped moving around and stuck her tongue out at me. Again, not saying a word.
“I have to admit miss, I was soooo hoping you wouldn’t confess before I got to your beautiful little bare feet!” and with that, I put the brushes in motion and started tickling. Rachel immediately flinched and started giggling. The giggles turned into hard laughter after a few seconds of constant contact of the torturous brushes on her soles, arches and under her toes. She tried to shake her feet as best she could but I had the cuffs around her ankles tied pretty tight to the bed and it did not allow for too much movement that I couldn’t stay ahead of. I get so worked up by tickling her feet and I was tickle drunk at this point. She came very close to saying her safe word. At one point she started to say something but immediately yelled out, “I’m not confessing, fuck you!” and then proceeded to laugh her ass off again. After I stopped tickling her feet, I walked over closer to her and said, “You are a very tough little lady, but why subject yourself to this? You can’t possibly take anymore tickling!” Rachel yelled “Bite me!” and started to laugh at me. “Ok lady.” I replied. “Time to break you.”
I dropped the brushes on her tummy, picked up the baby oil and applied a big coating on her feet. I went into my nightstand and took out my electric bread trimmer with the head removed. She knew what I was doing, this tool destroys her every time I use it and she damn well knew it. I started to taunt her by saying, “I don’t want you to confess now. I just want to tickle torture your sexy little feet again!” I went down to her feet, turned on the trimmer and ran that spinning ball of tickle hell all over her soles, arches and under her toes. I moved the ball along her feet very, very slowly saying, “Tickle-Tickle-Tickle. I just love how ticklish your feet are! Please don’t confess. In fact, I am going to tickle your feet with this for an hour straight weather you confess or not. Hope you enjoy it as much as I do!”
That did it. Rachel finally yelled out, “Ok! Ok! I confess! I am a tease! I’m Sorry!” I immediately stopped tickling her. Removed her bind fold, kissed her and said, “You know you are; did we really have to go through all of this?” She smiled and I smiled, we kissed again and she said, “Right now mister!” I knew exactly what she meant and I untied her and started to climb up on the bed so we could make love. But Rachel stopped me by saying, “Wait.” As she turned over on her tummy and scooted down the bed until her feet were off the end and said, “I know you are very worked up, so am I. Do my feet first so you can be stronger for me.”
She was absolutely right, I thought. I was so ready to get off that intercourse would have been very brief and I wanted to give her my best. But wow still, she just gave me one of the greatest tickling experiences of my life and now is asking me to get off on her adorable feet which she knows I love very much. How awesome is that?! I applied some more baby oil on her feet, placed myself in between her arches and climaxed in less than ten strokes. I cleaned up, joined her on the bed and we made love. As we were laying there afterward, I told her that I wanted her to move in with me. Rachel turned on her side to face me, smiled, kissed me and said, “Let’s rent a truck this weekend!”
I love this woman so much!
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Thanks for sharing your experience here. 
