I've been on the prowl, looking for a new tickle victim. I met this young fellow last night at a bar and I had a feeling he would be the perfect ticklee. One laced drink later, I've got him taped up on My floor. He acts like he doesn't want to be tickled and he begs Me to stop, but if he didn't like it, he wouldn't laugh, right? Right. Besides, I love it when My tickle hostages beg Me to stop. I only start tickling harder and faster, digging My purple nails into the flesh of his armpits, sides, and soles of his feet. I like this boy.....his laughs sound a little bit like sobs (music to My e... Show more