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We would play this game called “the mercy game” where I would have her hands bound, and would get a hold of her nipples and squeeze, pinch, twist, etc. them as much as she could possibly tolerate before she called “mercy”.

She was able to handle a lot, and sometimes would go a pretty extended period of time before breaking.

I also made sure, per her request, to occasionally go another 5-10 seconds after she called mercy to get a bit of extra panic and agony out of her (that was usually the best part).

Beauty is pain. Especially for your “not ticklish” client that inevitably cracks a smile every time before you even get anywhere near her armpit.

Nonetheless, I will now be going down a rabbit hole of everything I liked 10 years ago and back.

At a club with a table with some friends (so not my style these days but it was a special occasion)

Table next to us was a group of 9 girls, in which about 6 out of 9 early in the night took the liberty of removing their heels and sitting barefoot on the couch at the table, with confetti that fell on the couch sticking to their feet, and watching them periodically try to clean them off, only to have several more stick to the bottoms of their feet and between their toes a very short time after.

Like…. EXTREMELY ticklish?