Madam Tickles
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Madison Biggs was a devious business man who always looked for the odd business deal; one that he would benefit from. He was a self made business man who wheeled and dialed in all kinds of commodities, research projects and schemes that weren't quite illegal, but came very close. He was also a man with a secret passion.
He loved good food, pretty women, handsome men and a fetish that drove him wild when he couldn't find anyone suitable. He had gone through a whole host of men and women in his companies and was once again at a dry point in his fetish.
He paced in his office wondering what to do. He was fresh out of ideas so he began surfing the Internet for possibilities. He went straight to his favorite newspaper - The Venturer. It was a bit unconventional and had news about off the grid places and even more off the grid people. Madison loved it. He began reading it and stumbled on an essay on laughter. He read it slowly, hoping that something useful would jump out at him. He nearly gave up on the article when he came across a most interesting proposal that the author had made.
Madison read the proposal and smiled. "Of course!" he thought. "I know how I will get willing playmates." Madison set out to write an add for the Venturer newspaper.
"Wanted any adult men and women for an experiment
having to do with the affects of laughter and stress
relief. A Stipend of $1000 dollars to each participant.
Send reply to The Venturer newspaper code 811."
Madison e-mailed it to the personals section of the Venturer and then waited for a reply. Morgan left the room to get a bite to eat and when he came back, he saw a reply in the classified section of the Venturer. He quickly read it and smiled when he read the name of the person contacting him. Logan Tan. The author of the article he had just read. Madison laughed out loud. "So Logan Tan is ticklish! Who would have thought it!!"
Morgan sent an email with instructions for Logan to follow. Now all that was left was to set up a fake lab somewhere in his building. Some place that would be undetectable. Morgan found just such a place and set it up.
Logan Tan was a respected author of books and articles and also a man with a secret. A secret that would be satisfied when he had his meeting with Madison. Logan was tall and middle aged with a bookish look. His hair was jet black. His body was lean and muscular; mostly because he worked out almost daily. He was also harboring a secret. He was as ticklish as a school boy, but had to hide it. He did have someone who came and tickled him, but that person was transfered to another city after being given a handsome promotion.
He drove to the place that Madison gave him directions for. He drove up and then hesitated before getting out of the car and walking into the building.
Once he was in the lobby, he looked around nervously to find this Madison person. Madison came strolling into the lobby, sizing Logan up. He walked up to Logan and introduced himself. "Hi. I'm Madison. I will be running the experiment." He extended his hand. Logan shook Madison's hand and introduced himself, then followed Madison to the experiment room. Once in there, Madison locked the door and walked over to Logan, running his hand down Logan's back.
Startled, Logan jumped. Madison smiled. "Sorry. didn't mean to startle you." Logan smiled back. "You didn't. You hit a.. sensitive place... a very ticklish place!"
"Oh.. Sorry about that." Madison smiled back. "Maybe I ought to explore that more .. for the sake of the experiment." Logan smiled and removed his jacket. 'Be my guest. I think you'll be pleased." Madison was surprised. "Are you offering yourself up to be tickled?" Logan smiled. "Of course. Isn't that what this experiment is for? After all, what other means would you have of eliciting laughter to prove it relieves stress?"
Logan sat down on the couch waiting for Madison to join him. Madison rolled up his sleeves and sat down next to Logan and ran his fingertips along his lower ribcage. Logan giggled and wiggled away playfully. Madison laughed and pushed Logan down on the bed. He started unbuttoning Logan's shirt. Madison spread Logan's shirt open and was pleased to find a muscular body with well defined ribs and abs. Logan has a wisp of jet black hair that curled along his mid line and around his belly button.
"Like what you see?" teased Logan. Madison smiled and slid the tip of his tongue along Logan's line of hair. He felt Logan's belly muscles twitch as he tickled him. Logan giggled and arched his upper body up slightly so Madison could get more ,of him to tickle. Pleased, Madison stroked his fingertips over Logan's belly, then tickled around his navel with the tip of his forefinger. Logan arched his body higher and giggled louder. Then he took a small feather out. "Let's see if you are feather ticklish!" Madison teased.
"No!.. Not the feather.... Please!" teased Logan with mock fright. Truth was he loved a good feather tickling. Madison stripped off his shirt and then sat next to Logan on the bed and began working the feather over his belly and into his belly button. Logan's laughter became high pitched as the feather tickled inside his belly button then around the rim. He wiggled as he felt the tickling tip of the feather on his sensitive skin. Then Madison drew the feather down along his waistline. Logan nearly jumped off the bed, laughing harder than before. Pleased with Logan's reaction, Madison drew the feather across Logan's waistline. Logan's body seized as he sputtered his laughter.
Madison set the feather down and drew his fingertips under Logan's last rib, sending Logan into hysterical laughter. Logan thrashed back and forth, his body glistening with sweat. His skin was pink and his chest heaved up and down as he struggled and laughed. Madison moved his face close to Logan's ribs as Logan watched with mock horror. Madison began nibbling on Logan's ribs, slowly nibbling up toward his armpit. Logan shrieked, his laughter frenzied as Madison tickled him with his teeth.
Madison got a devious look in his eyes as he stopped tickling Logan. Madison gazed toward Logan's manhood. He took the feather and drew is slowly down over Logan's belly button and then down around his manhood. Logan laughed hard s he felt the feather gently tickling his manhood. Madison teased and tickled Logan's most private of places making him wriggle and move his hips up and down rhythmical. His laughter turned to moans as he got more and more aroused. Madison laughed as he continued moving the feather back and forth over Logan's swollen and purplish manhood. Logan's moans gave way to giggling as Madison stopped abruptly. Logan's chest heaved up and down as he hungered for air between giggles and moans. He did not see Madison moving to the foot of the bed with two silk ropes in his hands. Quietly and gently, Madison tied Logan's legs apart at the ankles.Then he tied both of Logan's big toes apart with soft string to the posts at each end of the bed. Then he waited until Logan quieted down.
Logan lifted his head and smiled at Madison. "Come on! Finish me!" Madison laughed. "Is that what you want? Is that why you let me tickle the hell out of you?" Logan threw his head back and laughed. "I love to be tickled! It excites me!" Logan still had not noticed that his feet were tied down. "Tell me, LOgan... Is there any part of your body off limits for tickling?" Madison asked casually. Logan looked a bit puzzled. "Why do you ask?" replied a now nervous Logan. Madison smiled and replied, "I have heard that your feet are especially ticklish; that you are so ticklish there that it sends you nearly insane. Are you that ticklish on your bare feet... Logan?"
Logan tried to slide up on the bed and noticed that his feet couldn't move. He tugged to try to break free, but Madison had him securely tied down. "Please... You wouldn't... You have no idea how ticklish my feet are!!!! PLEASE!!!!"Madison walked to the foot of the bed and stood close to Logan's feet. "Nervous.. Logan?" Madison teased. Then he ran the tip of his finger along the tops of Logan's toes. Logan giggled and began pleading for Madison to leave his feet alone. Madison cracked his knuckles and stood there. "Well now.. This is an experiment. I am gathering ... information... and I would be remiss if I didn't get all .. the .. ticklish . facts!!!!"
Logan shook his head back and forth, pleading for Madison to let him go. Madison laughed devilishly. Then he took a small chop stick and ran it along the edges of both bare feet and down each arch, tickling Logan playfully.
He loved good food, pretty women, handsome men and a fetish that drove him wild when he couldn't find anyone suitable. He had gone through a whole host of men and women in his companies and was once again at a dry point in his fetish.
He paced in his office wondering what to do. He was fresh out of ideas so he began surfing the Internet for possibilities. He went straight to his favorite newspaper - The Venturer. It was a bit unconventional and had news about off the grid places and even more off the grid people. Madison loved it. He began reading it and stumbled on an essay on laughter. He read it slowly, hoping that something useful would jump out at him. He nearly gave up on the article when he came across a most interesting proposal that the author had made.
Madison read the proposal and smiled. "Of course!" he thought. "I know how I will get willing playmates." Madison set out to write an add for the Venturer newspaper.
"Wanted any adult men and women for an experiment
having to do with the affects of laughter and stress
relief. A Stipend of $1000 dollars to each participant.
Send reply to The Venturer newspaper code 811."
Madison e-mailed it to the personals section of the Venturer and then waited for a reply. Morgan left the room to get a bite to eat and when he came back, he saw a reply in the classified section of the Venturer. He quickly read it and smiled when he read the name of the person contacting him. Logan Tan. The author of the article he had just read. Madison laughed out loud. "So Logan Tan is ticklish! Who would have thought it!!"
Morgan sent an email with instructions for Logan to follow. Now all that was left was to set up a fake lab somewhere in his building. Some place that would be undetectable. Morgan found just such a place and set it up.
Logan Tan was a respected author of books and articles and also a man with a secret. A secret that would be satisfied when he had his meeting with Madison. Logan was tall and middle aged with a bookish look. His hair was jet black. His body was lean and muscular; mostly because he worked out almost daily. He was also harboring a secret. He was as ticklish as a school boy, but had to hide it. He did have someone who came and tickled him, but that person was transfered to another city after being given a handsome promotion.
He drove to the place that Madison gave him directions for. He drove up and then hesitated before getting out of the car and walking into the building.
Once he was in the lobby, he looked around nervously to find this Madison person. Madison came strolling into the lobby, sizing Logan up. He walked up to Logan and introduced himself. "Hi. I'm Madison. I will be running the experiment." He extended his hand. Logan shook Madison's hand and introduced himself, then followed Madison to the experiment room. Once in there, Madison locked the door and walked over to Logan, running his hand down Logan's back.
Startled, Logan jumped. Madison smiled. "Sorry. didn't mean to startle you." Logan smiled back. "You didn't. You hit a.. sensitive place... a very ticklish place!"
"Oh.. Sorry about that." Madison smiled back. "Maybe I ought to explore that more .. for the sake of the experiment." Logan smiled and removed his jacket. 'Be my guest. I think you'll be pleased." Madison was surprised. "Are you offering yourself up to be tickled?" Logan smiled. "Of course. Isn't that what this experiment is for? After all, what other means would you have of eliciting laughter to prove it relieves stress?"
Logan sat down on the couch waiting for Madison to join him. Madison rolled up his sleeves and sat down next to Logan and ran his fingertips along his lower ribcage. Logan giggled and wiggled away playfully. Madison laughed and pushed Logan down on the bed. He started unbuttoning Logan's shirt. Madison spread Logan's shirt open and was pleased to find a muscular body with well defined ribs and abs. Logan has a wisp of jet black hair that curled along his mid line and around his belly button.
"Like what you see?" teased Logan. Madison smiled and slid the tip of his tongue along Logan's line of hair. He felt Logan's belly muscles twitch as he tickled him. Logan giggled and arched his upper body up slightly so Madison could get more ,of him to tickle. Pleased, Madison stroked his fingertips over Logan's belly, then tickled around his navel with the tip of his forefinger. Logan arched his body higher and giggled louder. Then he took a small feather out. "Let's see if you are feather ticklish!" Madison teased.
"No!.. Not the feather.... Please!" teased Logan with mock fright. Truth was he loved a good feather tickling. Madison stripped off his shirt and then sat next to Logan on the bed and began working the feather over his belly and into his belly button. Logan's laughter became high pitched as the feather tickled inside his belly button then around the rim. He wiggled as he felt the tickling tip of the feather on his sensitive skin. Then Madison drew the feather down along his waistline. Logan nearly jumped off the bed, laughing harder than before. Pleased with Logan's reaction, Madison drew the feather across Logan's waistline. Logan's body seized as he sputtered his laughter.
Madison set the feather down and drew his fingertips under Logan's last rib, sending Logan into hysterical laughter. Logan thrashed back and forth, his body glistening with sweat. His skin was pink and his chest heaved up and down as he struggled and laughed. Madison moved his face close to Logan's ribs as Logan watched with mock horror. Madison began nibbling on Logan's ribs, slowly nibbling up toward his armpit. Logan shrieked, his laughter frenzied as Madison tickled him with his teeth.
Madison got a devious look in his eyes as he stopped tickling Logan. Madison gazed toward Logan's manhood. He took the feather and drew is slowly down over Logan's belly button and then down around his manhood. Logan laughed hard s he felt the feather gently tickling his manhood. Madison teased and tickled Logan's most private of places making him wriggle and move his hips up and down rhythmical. His laughter turned to moans as he got more and more aroused. Madison laughed as he continued moving the feather back and forth over Logan's swollen and purplish manhood. Logan's moans gave way to giggling as Madison stopped abruptly. Logan's chest heaved up and down as he hungered for air between giggles and moans. He did not see Madison moving to the foot of the bed with two silk ropes in his hands. Quietly and gently, Madison tied Logan's legs apart at the ankles.Then he tied both of Logan's big toes apart with soft string to the posts at each end of the bed. Then he waited until Logan quieted down.
Logan lifted his head and smiled at Madison. "Come on! Finish me!" Madison laughed. "Is that what you want? Is that why you let me tickle the hell out of you?" Logan threw his head back and laughed. "I love to be tickled! It excites me!" Logan still had not noticed that his feet were tied down. "Tell me, LOgan... Is there any part of your body off limits for tickling?" Madison asked casually. Logan looked a bit puzzled. "Why do you ask?" replied a now nervous Logan. Madison smiled and replied, "I have heard that your feet are especially ticklish; that you are so ticklish there that it sends you nearly insane. Are you that ticklish on your bare feet... Logan?"
Logan tried to slide up on the bed and noticed that his feet couldn't move. He tugged to try to break free, but Madison had him securely tied down. "Please... You wouldn't... You have no idea how ticklish my feet are!!!! PLEASE!!!!"Madison walked to the foot of the bed and stood close to Logan's feet. "Nervous.. Logan?" Madison teased. Then he ran the tip of his finger along the tops of Logan's toes. Logan giggled and began pleading for Madison to leave his feet alone. Madison cracked his knuckles and stood there. "Well now.. This is an experiment. I am gathering ... information... and I would be remiss if I didn't get all .. the .. ticklish . facts!!!!"
Logan shook his head back and forth, pleading for Madison to let him go. Madison laughed devilishly. Then he took a small chop stick and ran it along the edges of both bare feet and down each arch, tickling Logan playfully.
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