This is my style of footsie 😉
(There are two more in this “footsie” series. If I’m feeling generous I might post them.)
If you remember, beth foolis–er, generously gifted me with some beautiful foot stocks during her last visit in February.
And since then I have been eagerly awaiting her return so I could thoroughly torture her with them!
When she returned in March, for our longest session yet, I built the suspense until…
IT WAS TIME.
I tied her tightly to my bondage table with rope (she’s an escape artist, so she requires extra attention)…
Forced her poor bare feet into the stocks and secured them, along with her toes, so there would be no wiggling out of the way…
…and proceeded to relentlessly tickle her with all kinds of implements and in all kinds of ways.
(Of course, I didn’t remain solely on her feet.)
Then, once she was gasping for air, I introduced the other new toy she brought me: The Tickle Beavers.
Oh, they didn’t disappoint.
Her whoops, squeals of breathless laughter, a few nearly desperate chokes, and pleading “no no no no”s didn’t stop me from pushing until my sadistic enjoyment of watching her struggle helplessly was thoroughly satiated.
Afterward, she sent me a lovely message. An excerpt:
“…those implements of horror that were used against me were unbelievably torturous, i have never felt such intensive waves of tingly and ticklish sensations that were inescapable. The whole not being able to move made it that much more insane. i am laughing now, just thinking of it. i know i tend to talk about the personal space / physical intimacy stuff the most, but i also look at this as exciting, fun, and entertaining. Just when i am absolutely on the verge of panic and / or fear, You always end up making me laugh. i know i’m supposed to focus on the power, intimidation, sadistic Mistress, but You are also freakin’ hilarious. 🙂
Truly cannot thank You enough for such an incredible session that still has me feeling the effects days later. You are simply amazing and just when i think i couldn’t be in any more awe of You, BAM, You knock yet another one out of the park.”
Thank you, beth! I had a wonderful time with you!
She also brought me this fiber optic whip and a lovely card with a really thoughtful message inside and a generous tip.
AND then shortly thereafter I received these two beautiful crystals from my wishlist:
Beth has been coming to me for about 7 months now.
She’s a tie and tickle slut. However, she has told me she is open to trying new things and trusts me to make the decisions about what they are and when I do them. I absolutely love this type of freedom and introducing people to new ways to play.
During our last session, I moved her into different positions for my sadistic tickling pleasure. Here’s when I had her face down, with toes tied firmly to the cage:
(Did you notice her red bottom in the shadows? I had just finished paddling her.)
I pushed her into exhaustion this time. She was practically choking from laughing so much.
It’s difficult for me not to fully indulge in continuous torture because she is honestly SO FUN to tickle! Her squeals and gasps and torrents of laughter are hilarious and infectious.
During her visit, she presented me with this wonderful gift:
Foot stocks and a pair of tickling implements for Temenos!!
She truly must have read my mind because I had been searching for some good foot stocks for several months now. However, I haven’t been satisfied with what I’ve come across. They were either not made well enough, incorporated leather (which I don’t use), or I just didn’t like them aesthetically.
This one is perfect! Very well made, vinyl around the padding instead of leather, and has that medieval look I dig.
Of course, beth is clearly a gluttonous masochist. Why else would she gift me something which I will be locking her into, and from which she will not be able to escape, the next time I have her in my dungeon?
THANK YOU, beth!! Looking forward to our LONGER THAN USUAL session next time! *maniacal laugh*
Beth came back for round two. This time for two hours.
Knowing what I had come to learn about her, I thought she’d enjoy more spanking. Not only for potential eroticism but also as something that could be therapeutic for her. So, I decided to give her a more immersive experience with it. I instructed her to lay across my lap and I gave her a thorough bare-handed spanking.
Then, of course, there was more tickling. Which has both of us literally rolling on the floor. She kept trying to writhe away from me…and I kept dragging her back. The laughter was infectious.
I then introduced her to flogging. Varying and building sensations. She surprised me with how much she took for her first time.
And, like that, two hours was up.
Later that evening, she sent me this email:
“I got home a little while ago and although I spent the entire car ride back trying to figure out how to thank you properly, I am still at a loss for the right words.This has been a very rough month for me. My depression and anxiety have been unrelenting. I’ve had a constant tightness in my chest and all my nerve endings felt like they were on fire, everything hurt. But then I came to see you and for some reason by some miracle, you managed to quiet all the noise in my head and all I was thinking about or focused on was what was happening in that room today. I felt safe and protected and cared for and I don’t know how to thank you for that.I really appreciated everything you did today and I actually enjoyed it too. You make it easier to try to push my boundaries and try new things. I was so worried that last time was a fluke and I was afraid to believe in the positive things I felt afterward, because I didn’t want to be disappointed or let down. And then I came today and now I know it’s definitely not a fluke. I feel even more certain that you are going to be able to help me make the changes I need to make in my life, if you will allow me to keep coming back. I trust you and would really like you to continue to guide me through this journey, if you are willing.Thank you so much Mistress.”
“For the first time in a month, i slept soundly thru the night and didn’t feel exhausted when i woke up. And today, I’ve just been thinking of everything i felt and experienced yesterday. For two hours i didn’t feel broken or defective or afraid. I don’t know how you did that, but i am so, so grateful!”