Jessica was my former girlfriend who dumped me because of my habit of spending money on things excessively, but at the time of our relationship from 2008-2012, it was an interesting one because she would tie me up and torture me until she found out about my bad habit. One experience in particular stood out to me because of the nature of what happened and how unique it was to me. One day after I left school to return home, I received a phone call from Jessica who asked me if I wanted to hang out at her apartment. Although I had a test in the morning of the next day, I accepted her offer. I left my house around 11 am and got to my girlfriend's house at 12 pm and I was feeling excited and happy when I exited my car and rang her doorbell. She greeted me with a bright smile as she put a blindfold over my cute eyes as it always started before whenever she wanted to tie me up and put me through her tortures, but today was different. She led me and helped me sit down on a chair and then she tied my wrists behind the chair and my feet was tied flat on the floor to the legs of the chair. She did not speak as I heard a bottle opening. She unbuttoned my t-shirt exposing my bare skin. I felt something light moving across my skin in a slow motion and it was tickling me so I laughed, but she did not respond to me. The strokes my girlfriend made with her pen was straight lines, curvy lines, diagonal lines, circles, squares, triangles, and etc. I lost track of time because it was a wonderful feeling to experience after a stressing day of having 2 midterms on the same day back-to-back. Then, she discontinued her drawings on me, and then proceeded to paint my fingernails and toenails with nail polish which I did not mind since by this moment, I had embraced my bisexuality and crossdressing lifestyle. I was unaware what color it was, but it was all part of the fun. She removed my blindfold and she put a mirror in front of me. What I saw surprised me. She had drawn butterflies, flowers, and etc on my bare stomach using henna which she never done before in my past since I met her. My toenails and fingernails was beautiful. But, she was not done with me as she untied me from the chair and took me to her bedroom where more fun is about to happen.
She restrained my wrists and ankles to the 4 corners of the bed after stripping me naked from head to toe. I was now at her mercy as things was about to be taken to a new level. Jessica started by tickling my feet, belly, and underarms using spider motions which she knew I liked because I had told her of all the tickling I endured at the hands of my parents, friends, cousins, relatives, and siblings, and she was intrigued by it at the same day I revealed my secret fascination with it. As her fingers caressed my skin, I was laughing without being able to stop even after no hands or fingers was tickling me because that is the extent of my ticklishness. My favorite part was her using her fingers to swarm on my toes which had an immediate reaction by me giggling out of control like a manic. She used her fingers to dance on my arms and legs, which to my surprise, caused me to giggle like a little girl which exposed the child within me. Jessica commented on how she had wanted someone to practice her tickling skills on, but she could never find someone until she met me in her Biology class in high school. For some reason, she wanted to go to the same college as me despite her unwillingness to give up her dream of going to Sam Houston University to study criminology. At the same time, she did not wanted to let our relationship spiral out of control, so she joined me and changed her major to Biology.
I sensed that she did not wanted to overly torture me because she gave me ample breaks so I can breathe a little bit before she returned to tickling me. She pinched my sides and it hurt a little, but it was not bothering me. All of a sudden, she scribbled onto my side in a quick motion that led to me bursting with more laughter than I ever had before which greatly pleased her to a point where she said to me, "Oh Jay, you are too cute for me not to tickle you". I replied with, "Thank You". She centered her attention on the soles of my feet next with two electrical toothbrushes which is the 1st time she did not use her fingers to tickle me. The initial reaction from me was soft, so Jessica used her bottle of massage lotion to rub it all over my feet making sure to get every square inch. When she turned on the toothbrushes and ran it over my feet again, I had a better reaction of laughing in terms of a little boy. Then, she played, "This little piggy" with my toes and ended with an eight finger tickling all over my sensitive feet and I was left to be reduced to me nothing more than a child. My college student laughter no longer existed because her techniques of tickling me has improved in extraordinary ways since we met. She had studied me well and used her instinct to draw her close to me.
After 30 minutes of nonstop tickling in which I wet myself twice, she ended with a relaxing foot massage and if anyone could give a great massage with no cost, she is the person to speak to. She used her knuckles in a circular motion on the bottoms of my soles and it felt so comfortable like I was in paradise. Then, Jessica pulled my toes back and let it go creating a rippling effect. Next, she pressed down my soles and untied my ankles when she reached the ropes that kept my feet still. She lifted up my feet and rotated it to my left and right before gently setting it down. She used her fingers to dance all over my soles to finish off the massage. As she undid my hands, she used the same techniques as she did on the soles of my feet. I left the house happy not knowing that it would be the last time I would feel this way with a girl.
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