The Tickle Table – Santina

Santina Tickle Table

Written in Santina’s first person POV

The first thing you see are my socked feet, posed and nervous in front of the camera before anything even starts (or so you might’ve thought. Bean jumped at tickling beforehand because of course she did.)

When I tell you this was the most intense tickling I’ve ever received there is no exaggeration I managed to get loose once and suffered greatly for it I promise.

I’m a very vocal Switch, and my Lee giggles were on full blast when Derek started experimenting with his tools of ticklish horror :/ I’m just laughing my ass off like an anonymous sock puppet, zipped up in that fucking bag screaming like anyone gives a rats ass.

Bean and I have a very close, intimate tickling relationship and she’s MEAN. When we met I thought she was a Lee leaning switch but that? That’s bullshit I was more afraid of her than Derek – UNTIL they broke out *certain items. All resolve out the window, unlike my tiny ticklish feet that were begging to wrench free but couldn’t.