Tickle Talk Show (Patreon)

Kimberly was going to kill her producer. A segment on tickling? Really? If she had to do something about bedroom games did it HAVE to be on something so.... urgh vanilla? Ratings were already down, and this just sounded like a joke. She had a mantra when it came to her sexual adventures. If it doesn't leave the boy panting and hard, the torture isn't worth doing. The one time they can show a naked man on TV and she had to watch him giggle like a little girl from something so stupid like a poke in the sides.

Kimberly Ann may have been the young leading face of female talk show hosts for two years now, but for her whole life in the bedroom she was an absolute force to be reckoned with. Her audience never knew, hardly anyone did. They would swoon and applaud when her husband would come by, him bring a suburban married woman's dream, but they had no idea that most day's he'd be tied to  Kimberly's bed at home, vibrator left lightly stimulating is denied cock. He's wait for her to get back, only for her to tease his cock some more while she re-watched that mornings episode of herself. She'd make his dick her plaything and she LOVED to play.

As the day progressed and the tickling people arrived Kimberly was shocked at what she saw. When she thought tickling, she thought of baby stuff. Like feathers and pokes. The host was stunned at the beautiful site of the bondage the subject would be put in.  He would be in that?Naked on TV?? This might not be too bad. It Might actually work!

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Oh yea, no, Kim could totally get into this shit. 

the male assistant was laughing so loud that the tech guys actually complained. But screw them! She was too busy watching this poor helpless stud jump back and forth, as where the two "lers" would take there spots on both his sides and tickle him based on who he was closest to. Like a humiliating game of table tennis. The male sub would jolt from one agonizing tickle to the next and so on.

Meanwhile her audience was eating it up. Sex sells, and so does tickling it looks like. The sexually frustrated older women would almost double over in their seats as the poor boy howled and begged for anyone to help the stimulation stop. Sadly though for him the only thing they wanted was more.

It was hard to take his pleas seriously though with his erection flopping everywhere. It was clear for everyone to see. He loved the tickling. He was as horny as he was embarrassed. Doubly so, since he acutely was himself a huge fan of Kimberly Ann. Now for him to be tickled to bits right in front of her, all while she glared at him with smug superiority... He would never be able to watch this show the same way again.

And she could feel his humiliation. Feeding off it in a way. Kim had to squeeze her thighs together thinking what watching this was doing this to her poor, denied, bound hubby at home. One thing was for certain. Next sex segment they'd have, Kimberly was going to make damn sure her husband was the one in bondage. Being hopelessly teased and played with in front of her adoring fans. She hoped he also knew that when she got home she would be well in the mood. Which always spelled doom for his poor blue balls.

The laughing never stopped, specially when Kimberly was asked to join in the fun for herself. To which she gladly accepted. She got up and wiggled her fingers in the male subs blushing face as she got right to work. There were no words to express how happy Kim was, especially once the demonstrator taught her just how ticklish a cock could be...

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