Ashley was the love of my life. She dressed me everyday that I see her. To me, it was a rush of humiliation and embarrassment because she always put me into girls clothing. However, our relationship continued because we have many experiences of either her or me being tied up and tortured. This was a pleasure rush for us, and I knew that it was a bond that only we could share together. One day, it came down in a heart breaking experience. She invited me over to her apartment in Los Angeles. Being from San Francisco, this was a long drive for me, but I left early in the morning and arrived there late in the evening. I knocked on her door and she welcomed me in. She asked me to turn around. I did what I was told, and she handcuffed my wrists. She then led me into her living room, which is very risky since there was no curtains and people who past by her place could see her considering she lived in the 1st floor of the Flats. She told me that she was moving to England for school, and this would be our last experience before she would leave for 4 years. I felt sad, and tears rolled down my checks before I wanted more of this everyday of my life, but it was not meant to be, but in another way, I was happy for her because she got to have an experience of a life time. Ashley tickled me the same way that she always done before, with slow and light movements on the bare soles of my feet. I laughed in medium to high pitch and this excited her. She sucked my toes, and it was pleasant and comfortable though I giggled through it. Ashley tickled my sides and ribs with quicker and circular motions, and I was sure that it was beginning to feel better for me as I lay there in constant laughter in a higher volume. Ashley kissed my tummy, and this was amazing but it was just as ticklish as her tickling on my feet.
The fun would escalate because she would from time to time take out a permanent marker and write love notes to me about how much she would miss me as she studied abroad. This would be on the palms of my hand, my arms, my legs, my forehead, my entire face, and etc... Then, Ashley continued to tickle me, giving me hugs and kisses, giving me massages, and more. The night could have ended like that, but it was not to be. All of a sudden, I heard glass breaking and Ashley was startled by this. I saw 2 guys walk in and grab Ashley. She attempted to fight them off, but they overpowered her and took her away as they bound her wrists and ankles with duct tape, gagged her with rope, and forcibly put her in the back of their van.
To be Continued