Hi miss amy just a question if U had a ticklee all tied but all you had was feathers and feather dusters how would you tickle them
Oh my sweetheart. You do not want to go down that road~ I think of myself as a loving loving tickler ~ but something about feathers just brings out my most wicked ways ~<33 I suppose it's their elegant shape and deadly potential, along with most ticklees thinking there's nothing to be afraid of other than the bigger tickles that follow this fluffy harmless thing. But all that ticklee bravado gives way to desperation when I'm seeking out the hyper tickle spots with these precision feather strokes. Nothing probes those delightfully oversensitive little strips of skin between and under the toes like a stiff feather quill. Naturally, I'll have you bound overly snug with your toes pulled back and arms taut, I want you to feel every movement of that soft invasive sensation. I'm going to take my friend, let's call her Rachelle, and slip her soft white elegance between each toe ~ back and forth, back and forth. Amazing isn't it? How your attention can be sooo focused on such a slight touch, just grazing a little area of skin normally protected from touch. Incredible how hyper attuned a teeny tiny area of your body can become to my attention because it's always so hidden.
And we're going to compare every reaction between these toes. With fluttering detours to the valley below them, oh my yes. Your toes aren't going anywhere. You can struggle all you like but me and Rachelle are exploring every crevice. Every one. Her long body can elegantly stimulate your skin, and her tip is such an amazing prober. You can't hide those reactions, and there's no escape from the giggles, your spots will be found and tickled. They'll get all my attention. And when you're so good and helplessly giggly melty just from my feather friend, you'll find your arms pulling fruitlessly. Oooh, you know you can't escape, your strength waned long ago, but you just can't help it can ya? You want to break free and I bet you could, just keep trying my sweet pea ~ Pull those arms while I tickle and tease the outline of your underarm. Why, I could tickle your armpit rim alll night and watch you flop and writhe like that. It must be so tickly to watch me lay like this, relaxed and drawing my feather carelessly in a loop~ I know it tickles, I knowwwww ~ because if you could only turn the tables I'd probably be a mess too yes I would ~ ahhh, but here you are, tied and helplessly spread for my whim ~
Coochie coochie coooo ~ yes, that's right, me and Rachelle are going on a deep dive now. Aww, does that itch? The little royal itchy itchy? Your cute regal button can't stand that feather can it? Look at you go~! Buck real good now, you're sooo close to escaping! All you have to do is break free and you can stop this feather, it weighs nothing you could just push it away ooooooh man, sooo close~! I really thought you had it~ ahh wellsies, I suppose I'll just have to tickle your royal zone like this all night now, up and down and up and you guessed it dear, down again ~ keep up those gigglemoans now, I want to get them all out ~ all of them ~ I knoww I know you want more touch huh? I bet you'd like me to take these wiggly fingers and give your royal area so much love huh? Guess what? Not gonna happen ~ no deal banana peel ~ you're in for a loooong evening of feather tickles. Soo gaspy now, so wiggly. Look at thattt so dramatic all from my little feathery friend? Yeah? Aww cutie pie. We're not going anywhere. Because I think this just became a party ~ I have Rachelle's friend Labelle right hereee and she's a saucy little one who's going to make sure your royal chest buttons get their due toooo~<3