My hip/waist tickle Fantasy #1: The girl would be a lengthy 5 foot 10-ish inches. She is a blonde, Caucasian girl. Something like Stacy Keibler from WWE. Toned with very lean feminine muscle. My fantasy position would be this. The girl would be laying down on her back. She is on top of a board with straps in an X formation. When she lays down on her back and gets strapped in, her arms are stretched all the way out over her head about shoulder length apart. There is a strap over her wrists, her mid forearms, and her mid biceps.

There would be one longer strap used to cover her mid-torso and hold it in place and prevent any up and down stomach bouncing. Her legs would be as equally stretched as her arms, a little more spread apart so that she is now in an X formation. Her mid thighs, mid shins, and both ankles would all be strapped down.

Now when she is tied down, my fantasy is that of course she is ticklish on her feet, and armpits, but the spot I want the absolute most ticklish is her waist and ribs. The part of her waist where the V happens. The line down below her belly button. I want to squeeze either side of her waist. Causing her to helplessly squirm from side to side because that’s the absolute most she can move. But it’s only a few short inches of movement. My fingers are locked in and wiggling on her sides. Her arms are helpless and her hands strain and contort in failing attempts to escape. She couldn’t stop what is happening if she tried.

I would tickle her ribs like a piano. Wiggling my fingers in between each rib. I would tickle her waist with spider fingers and single-finger pokes to get her to jump and squeal like a giggly young girl. She has a cute giggly laugh that cascades into a slightly lower, rapid paced HA-HA more than a HE-HE when I tickle her harder or faster. Every now and again she holds a girly high-pitched scream for a few seconds, just before she cracks back to the short HA-HA’s. She giggles. I play games with her. Like asking her for a password that she has no idea about. Then tickling her when she obviously doesn’t get it. She would just laugh and laugh, slightly jerking her hips from side to side a few shot inches, unable to escape my tickling fingers.

Her hair is flying around as her head switches around from left to right. Its as if she is going crazy with ticklish torture. Her mouth is wide open and desperate laughterfills the air. Her legs are trying to escape as they tense up and push against the bondage, but the straps make it so they cannot! Her feet pause and stand straight up then flail again as her legs buckle under the realization, they are held in place and helpless. My little ticklish girl is purely helpless and can do absolutely nothing but take the tickles and laugh herself silly.