It’s Friday again, I can not wait to get home but tonight I have a feeling of dread. I love my wife and my only desire is to please her. I will endure anything to see her smile.

That said all week she has looked me in the eye and asked me the same question, “You will endure anything to please me?” Each time I answer her “yes”.

Pain play, extreme bondage, pegging, stress position or isolation are easy compared to one thing, tickling. Tickling has been my hard limit for me until recently. My wife has asked me to give her everything and I have all but that one thing.

I hated needles but I finally gave her that, I hated wearing lace panties to work but I gave her that, I hated trying on high heels in a shoe store but I have done that and I hated the embarrassment of kissing her feet on a busy street but I now enjoy that. The last thing she has asked for is to allow her to tickle me.

She has threatened to tickle me while I was in bondage, when I had no choice but she chose not to. What she is asking for is for me to surrender myself to be freely tickled without restraints. My body has had a lifetime of conditioning to withstand and fear tickling to the point of pure panic. I will gladly take two hours of a beating then 30 seconds of tickling. I have more then a phobia or dislike I am terrorized by even the wondered of being tickled. I can not state this fear strong enough.

She will not take it from me but she has asked me to freely give it. She set no deadline, made no threats or demands, she simply asked me to give it freely. To a true devoted submissive I’m between a rock and hard place. This week the battle within me has grown each day. If it was as simple as tie me down and take what you want I would have already given it. The wondered of stretching my body open to willingly welcome her invading fingers terrifies me, but everything about my submission is meaningless if I hold this one thing back.

My commute was uneventful, I have fresh cut flowers and take out from he favorite Chinese restaurant. I pull into the garage at the stroke of 6 then enter the kitchen. I prepare the flowers then set the table. She walked into the dining room, I kiss her hello then pull out her chair. We sit talking about our days and enjoying the food, but over her shoulder the giant elephant in the room was staring at me right in the eyes.

Finally I say what I knew I would say from the first moment she asked the question. I felt shame because I had hesitated but we both knew what a big deal this was. I put down my chop sticks and looked her in the eyes. With a sturdy voice I said “I want you to tickle me”. She smiled and stated, “You do understand I won’t go easy”. Before I let second thoughts set in I nodded and said “I understand”.

While I had my resolve I was hoping we would get up and go straight upstairs and get this over with. I know she sensed this so she said she wanted to take a massage, sauna and a swim. I cleared the table then prepared the massage table. This gorgeous woman is diabolical. By having me locked in chastity for months with only a few ruined orgasms and desperately horny she knew touching her body would mix nicely with my tickle anxiety.

The sun was setting as her body melted under my skillful hands. My cage bulged and drooled pre-cum. We then moved to the sauna so we could both feel the heat drain the toxins from our bodies. Finally a shower and a soak in the pool. I turned out the pool and patio lights so we could see the stars. Wine, music and a sky filled with stars took the night away along with romantic kissing and holding each other tightly.

We finally headed up to the bedroom. I assumed we would sleep together naked but she gestured for me to prepare my sleep sack for the evening. The feel of her skin and her kisses had distracted me from my offer to submit to her tickling but she wanted me to have time alone with my thoughts. Unknown to me she also wanted to use my cock.

After earplugs and eye tape she pushed a blue pill into my mouth and gave me a drink. Then she completed my bondage, hood, zipper and straps. Before my head was immobilized a dildo was strapped around my forehead. My exposed cock cage was removed and my hard cock was slathered with numbing cream. She then covered it with two condoms. She was desperate for cock tonight but didn’t want me to feel enough to have an orgasm.

For the next hour or so I was only an object. She was completely alone to mount my cock with her vagina and mount her anus on the dildo on my forehead. Her drooling cunt filled and covered the nose holes of my hood. I could feel the gush of liquid on my balls and I gasped for air inside my hood. I had nothing to do but try to keep from drowning. This went on until she collapsed beside me. She slept for the longest time.

Morning finally came, I was relocked in chastity and released from my bondage enough to get free myself. She had showered and was waiting by the pool with her morning coffee. I cleaned the many toys strewn around the bedroom and stored my sleep sack under the bed. I also changed the sheets.

I used the shower in the spa and cleaned my body inside and out and quickly shaved my head, face and entire body. I made her morning smoothy then topped off her coffee. She said kneel in front of her then she places a leather locking collar around my neck. She pointed to the leather cuffs on the table and told me to lock them on my wrists and ankles. I did and resumed my position. She completely ignored me while she finished her smoothy and the news paper.

She went into the gym room to do her workout leaving me on my knees by the pool. She knows the wondered of cuffs collar and chastity locked securely puts me in a deep submissive space. After her workout she allowed me to press my face in her sweaty vagina. She knows how her strong scent leaves me speechless.

Before she headed for a shower she directed me to position the massage table in the shade on the outside deck and kneel beside it. I knew what was coming so a chill of panic ran over my body. She returned with a blindfold and my chastity key. It was odd not to be restrained on the table. I was blindfolded and put in position. My arms were at my side away from my body and my legs were position legs aside. I was instructed “Do not move”.

My cock cage was removed so I felt even more exposed. She returned to the lounge chair to have more coffee but mostly to make me simmer. My cock was confused, the nervousness limited it to half hard. The breeze rushed over my body as I waited for any sense that she was near. The idea of shaving my body had two reasons. One was that she liked it and the other it is a blindfold for my body. By sensing air movement body hair is a type of early warning system. Without it touch is all I have left.

She finally pulled the stool close so she could talk into my ear. She asked me if I trust her and I answered “yes”. She then told me she was gonna touch me. She also said she was gonna tickle me and I must remained completely still and accept her touch. I must control my breathing when I start to laugh. I will offer myself completely and not pull away. She said the first session will last one full hour we will start in ten minutes prepare yourself, then she placed noise canceling headphones over my ears. I wanted to run for my life but I tried to relax my body and calm my breathing.

My body was alive searching for any sign of invasion. Something strange started to happen my cock was becoming amazingly erect. For some reason my body was enjoying the terror in my mind, the cock never lies. The alarm system of my body switched as I felt the first touch of her fingers. She traces a fingernail up my left arm across my chest down my right arm, then up my left leg up my stomach and then back down my left leg. I took a slow deep breath. She then ran all of her fingers down both sides of my neck across my nipples then down the inside of my thighs, I took another deep breath. This went on for about twenty minutes and I was handling it well.

She moved my arms over my head to expose my armpits and ribs. Suddenly she took my hard drooling cock into her warm mouth and began to run her nails down my arms into my armpits and over my ribs. She pushed my cock down her throat all of the way to its base and began tickling my sides. I shuddered and began to squirm when she started firmly licking the underside of my cock. I settled myself and began dancing between the two opposing sensations. She then removed the headphones and began to tell me to trust her and give her my body. She started to tickle me harder pushing me to lose control. She kept saying to relax and breathe saying “give yourself to me”.

I began to laugh loudly as she again sucked my raging cock. She laughed and said “The cock does not lie” and continued to tickle and suck. This went on and on as I danced on the edge of orgasm and the edge of hysterical out of control laughter. Each time I began to pull away she would say “give yourself to me”, “present your body for me” and “control your breathing”. As my body began to lose control and my cock would grow limp she would suck it hard again.

Each hour long session would leave me exhausted and covered in sweat. I was so sensitized to her more vigorous assaults but her words had gained control over me. Each session I gained more control and discipline. This went on and on until she whispered in my ear that she was pleased with me and then said “You have permission to cum”. After her longest and most vigorous attack she drew my cock into her mouth. Within seconds my balls tightened and my cock pumped a giant load of sperm as her waiting mouth drank down every drop. My body sank into the table.

After a long rest my cuffs and collar were removed and I was led to the pool. We soaked in each others arms for the longest time. I gained my strength and prepared a simple meal, we listened to music and watched the stars then went to bed. I began to reach for my sleep sack but she shook her head no then we slept the night in each others arms. As we kissed and went to sleep she whispered you will need your strength for tomorrow…..

From that day forward I became obedient to her tickling. I never enjoyed the tickling itself but I had been conditioned to give myself over to her completely. I offered my body, held my position, controlled my breathing to allow her to continue and even presented the soles of my feet. There was occasional sex included but mostly it was an act of obedience with only tickling. She continues to build new diabolical ways of tickling torture but whatever it take to hear her laugh and see her smile. Now it is really true I will endure anything to see her smile, even my largest fear, tickling.