Lets get the rest of this unloaded and into the corner where I can build it tomorrow. I started to make one but it's not turning out like I wanted." Y...u mean we. I don't have to be back for a few days." Good. Let's get to it."We had only a few pieces left when I heard Del call his greeting from the air and felt his love caress my mind. I threw back my head and called my greeting back. When I looked back at Pat, his chin had hit the wagon bed. "Oh no, I did it again. Pat I'm sorry I was going to. In time, my interests turned to S&M, but I never outgrew my love for tickling. Occasionally, I would find a partner who was open to using bondage and tickling in our sex play, but there was still something missing that left me feeling unfulfilled. It was too easy. What I really wanted, was an unwilling participant, one that I would have to kidnap and restrain, then force her to endure long, painful hours of the most intense tickling I could dish out. I wanted to hear the genuine fear in her. Her soul mate written by the goddess in the stars from the beginning of time. Her Master. Another stinging blow found the other cheek, ‘I said. Move. Woman. Daddy’s playroom. Now.’ She could not stop the broad grin that split her dark face. She loved the playroom, which doubled as his wood working shop. Until the soft lamb’s wool wrapped about the work bench, transforming it into a make shift spanking one. And the heavy metal chains replaced the tools that usually hung from the thick metal. The room wasn't that wide. The seat was on the left, the screen on the right, and the door was right in the middle. And the room was dimly lit from the light above the door. It wasn't long till I heard the clicking of a door being opened. Sure enough, a second later there was the figure of someone standing in our doorway. I could care less. This was so fucking exciting. They came to watch porn, well here you go. I started bouncing extra hard on his cock. Making noises and that guttural sound.