You’d be on your back..your wrists comfortably tied over your head..I’d make sure you were very comfortable..I’d straddle your arms..I’d start at your elbows..I’d do little soft tickles, my fingertips barely grazing your skin..but my fingers moving 100 mph..I’d slowly move towards your wide open, defenseless armpits..just to you w anticipation...slowly tickling the edges of your arms..sides of your boobs..then I’d tickle through your armpits up and down going from one side to the next..kinda like a lawnmower covers every inch of a yard..and I’d try to find a sweet spot that makes you react most..my fingers lightly tickling..but moving so fast..exploring your entire underarm area in search of a spot that makes you clench and twist..walking that edge of too much..slowing down when you can’t take it..sding up when I feel like it’s time for you to endure more..and watching the power of the softest touches send electricity through you to the extent that it’s torturous..for me to feel that power over you..and you to feel how *** you are..