Mr. tickler is hungry and new device is ready! Poor Alex doesn’t know what she’s in for. He wastes no time… He strikes on her upper body first, his nimble fingers work quickly and efficiently and he shows no mercy on the hot brunette, soon her sweet laughter fills the room. He taunts and teases his ticklish victim and every touch sends a tickling sensation through her hot body. Then is time on her feet, so he removes her sexy high heels and starts to work over her soft soles.
The assistant loaded a girl into the car who had a really strange hobby. She enjoyed seducing married men. She did it repeatedly, as if it were a game. Finally, our time came. I decided to put a stop to her hobby. The assistant handed her over to my trusted tickler, Andy. She tied Cindy tightly to the rack—her arms together and her legs apart, stretched tight as a string. She was completely helpless, and then it began. Andy started slowly. She gently tickled her armpits with her fingers. Cindy immediately started laughing and squirming; she was incredibly ticklish. Andy didn't make it any easier for her – she ran her fingers over her sides, her ribs, her stomach. She tickled her intensely. Cindy writhed, squealed, and laughed so hard she almost lost her breath.
The owner of a nightclub approached me with a rather unusual request. He said he had a pole dancer named Vaneesa who didn't treat customers with respect and, what really bothered him, she was the only girl who refused to have her feet done. In his establishment, he insists that all dancers be perfectly groomed from head to toe and have pedicures. He asked me if I could give her a little "lesson." She was supposed to be alone for a few days in the villa for pole dancers, which seemed like the perfect opportunity to me. In the morning, I quietly sneaked in. The door was open, as he had promised. Vaneesa was standing in front of the mirror in her underwear, fixing herself up, wearing elegant high-heeled sandals on her feet. When she saw me in the reflection, she jumped and shouted. "What are you doing here?!"
Real estate agent Laura stood in front of the house and pressed the doorbell furiously. For the fifth time. “Hello?! I don't have all day to wait! Open up, or sell the house yourself!” she shouted. No answer. Only silence and the echo of her arrogant voice. “Is this guy kidding me?” She angrily pressed the doorbell and started tapping on the door with her shoe. After a while, Mr. Tickler opened the door. He couldn't come right away because he had just finished tickling a girl and had to untie her. "What a welcome! I'm here to sell your house, not to wait all day in the sun in front of your house.“ Suddenly, the door closed quietly behind her. Mr. Tickler silently watched the perfect lady with a slight smile. Mr. Tickler knew what he was going to do and what would follow. ”I'm not here to—" she didn't finish.
I had a young lady cleaning my house. Her name is Nela and she is 22 years old. She is a veterinary student from Slovakia, a tall brunette with striking eyes and... let's say, unforgettable legs. Really big feet. She seemed unassuming and was grateful for any work. She had been coming to my place for a few days. I started wondering if this beauty was ticklish. And I suspected she would be damn ticklish.
One morning, she was cleaning the bar. I watched her from behind the door. And suddenly... I don't know, I just decided. I stepped out from behind the corner, put a handkerchief over her mouth, and she...
When Foxy walked in, I knew that this afternoon would be unforgettable for both of us. Red wavy hair, sensual tattoos, sexy legs. She was wearing nylon stockings and colorful pumps, which gave her a 70s pin-up look. She had a red gag in her mouth. Foxy owed me money for rent. I have my ways of collecting it. I strapped her into the Devil restraint device. Her arms spread apart, her biceps, wrists, and ankles firmly secured. Her body unable to escape. The sight of her in this position is every Tickler's dream. I placed my fingers on her hips and pressed them lightly. She immediately flinched.
Under the soft, emerald green satin lies a surprise... and a very ticklish one at that! Who could it be? Poor Clair Brooks – completely defenseless, with a gag in her mouth and a blindfold over her eyes. Her body is firmly immobilized, every muscle tense with anticipation. She has no idea what's coming... And then Mr. Tickler appears. He is determined. He is in the mood. He wants to tickle, and he wants to tickle a lot. His nimble fingers immediately attack the upper part of her body, which is still covered by satin. The poor girl must have been in shock at what Tickler was doing to her. Her worst nightmare was being tickled. He removes the satin and the ride begins.
I was lying on my back, tied down. A black gag was firmly between my lips, my hands and feet were tightly bound. I was wearing nylon stockings and black pumps, until Mr. Tickler slowly took them off. The look on his face when he saw my nylon-covered feet... I knew exactly what was going through his mind. Then it came. His fingers. Fast, gentle, yet relentless. Every touch through the nylon was like an electric shock. I curled my toes, trying to move away, but I was trapped. I felt laughter rising through the gag, muffled but uncontrollable. I begged, but he didn't stop. His cock was definitely hard. I wanted to see it and put it in my mouth. Suddenly, I felt his fingers on my hips. He pressed down and I jerked my whole body. The quick transitions between my ribs, hips, and armpits were destroying me. When he got to my armpits, he had me completely in his grasp. My body was writhing, my head thrown back, my hair sticking to my face. I wanted to tell him that I would suck his cock if he stopped tickling me, but I was gagged.
I wrote to Lynna Nilsson asking if she would be interested in being tied to a table and thoroughly tickled. Lynna replied, "I adore tickling. I have a weakness for it; it excites me tremendously when I am helpless and someone is tickling me..." Honestly? At that moment, I was completely blown away. I didn't expect this beauty to tell me so openly that it was her own kink. She added that "a tickler who likes to see a woman get excited by tickling will really get his money's worth with me." A dream come true for some.
Lili Parker is pretty girl. She is 23 years. Andy has worked Lili up into a ticklish frenzy and her laugh is very sexy. Stretched tight, with a pair of socks and jeans Lili is extremely venerable and tickler Andy take great advantage of this! She take off the sneakers and start the tickling all over her nice feet, body, tickling her beautifully ticklish armpits, ribs and belly. Dont miss this shy girl in her first ticklish action!