Erotic Tickling and London’s Vindictive Side
Erotic tickling and my vindictive side come out. This is more of a switch type fantasy. London doesn’t get even; I go above and beyond the call of duty when it comes to stuff like this.
My boyfriend and I went to the Renascence fair one weekend. As we walked around, me in my socks and tennis shoes, we stopped near a gathering crowd. The attraction didn’t look familiar to me so I let him guide me around. He smiled and told me to go with the two guys that looked like they were putting on the show.
Excited to be on stage I went up there. Next thing I knew they cuffed my hands above my head, did the same to my ankles and tied a string around my big toe. Next, my boyfriend handed them stiff goose feathers he’d apparently been carrying around.
As they used them on my feet I tried to squirm away, but there was nowhere for me to go. I felt completely helpless. Through my laughter, I begged them to stop and I pleaded with my boyfriend to help me. But no one helped me. They all just stood there watching: laughing.
When they finally let me loose I grabbed my boyfriend’s hand and drug him to the car. Once we got back to my place I pulled him to my apartment and tied him securely to the bed. I grabbed the goose feathers and went to work tickling every crevice of his bare feet. He twitched and tried to move, but that just made me tickle him more. I loved watching him writhe under me.
Finally, after I had my fun and more than got him back for what he did to me I let him up. I let him breathe…for the moment…..
