Bellybutton torture of my wife
Hello! I’ve wanted to share this story for quite awhile. I’ve had a belly button fetish for quite some time and I was lucky enough to marry someone who was okay with my fetish and let me practice it. We are unfortunately divorced now but here is the story. It was our honeymoon and we had rented an expensive hotel room. I tied her up that night to the wall and tortured her belly button with pens, pencils, screwdrivers, pins, scissors, hot wax, and more. We did this for about 2 hours until she said the safe word. It was one of the best nights of my life. Im looking for a new female belly button slave or just a belly button hookup. If any female is interested you can contact me by commenting on this post or by my social media accounts.
Reddit: u/bellybuttontickle98.
I've done these with my hot older sister, as well as use a drill bit to swirl inside and poke her deep, oval innie navel, including heating up the tip a little for extra scare and sigh, a carpet roller, and candle wax, which is how it started. I'd usually begin by touching, swirling, and tasting her navel, then work my way to using the items, including her own killer-long, sharp nails, which really got her going. I'd get huge icicles off my old apartment patio, and if she was visiting me, alone, I'd break one off and tell her to lay flat, I want to do something. She was used to being poked, jabbed, and hot itemed, but the cold icicle was out of the ordinary and drove her crazy. As in, screaming into the pillows crazy. I prefer the hot or sharp items on her, like the drill bit, but the cold stuff is intense.