Tickle Doctor
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This is my first posting on TMF, and I would like to begin by expressing my gratitude to its founders/ administrators for having created this unique website for tickling enthusiasts. I hope the site will enable me to find what I am seeking as well as to contribute to others in a meaningful way. I will post this same introductory letter on the important tickle website Tickle Theater. Therefore, I ask that any reader who visits the two sites and reads the postings on both of them be tolerant of my repetition.
For as long as I can remember, I have always felt a perverse fascination for tickling. I say “perverse” because in my experience even the most innocent tickling games, such as those played among children, or between parents and children, usually have an underlying current of eroticism and sexuality in them. Other people who are into tickling may not always experience this sexual dimension consciously, but I believe that in most circumstances it does exist. In any event, it was not until I had reached adulthood that I was actually able to explore some of my tickling fantasies in reality with another person.
Only once at the age of 18, around the same time that I began my training for a career as a massage therapist, did I meet a girl who actively sought out being tickled by others. It was at a party. She challenged not one but three of the boys there to tickle her all at the same time. Of course, we were both surprised and intrigued by her challenge and proceeded to hold her down while tickling her as best we could. Unfortunately, we were amateurs by her standards. When we couldn’t excite her enough she even ridiculed us by pointing out how another boy who was not present at the party had single-handedly tickled her far better than we had been able to do.
A couple of days later, I did seek out that provocative girl from the party. I was fascinated by the opportunity which she had offered us that night. But I was too late. She had already disappeared without leaving a trail that could be followed.
My fascination with tickling girls remained pretty much in the closet, and out of my general awareness, for approximately the next 20 years. During this time, I continued to study and practice both new and increasingly more sophisticated methods of therapeutic massage. Then, one day, I accidentally discovered erotic tickling magazines and videos in a local sex shop. That discovery was a revelation for me. It was the outward confirmation of an intense erotic desire which I had always felt yet never been able to explore.
My ex-wife always enjoyed the way I made love to her. Therefore, she was more than willing to allow me to tie her body in a vulnerable posture before slowly and sensually teasing her to the point orgasm. Unfortunately, she could never stand being tickled - not at all. Once I realized how I could not satisfy my lust for tickling with my wife, I faced a very difficult decision. Finally, I chose to try and satisfy my tickling desires outside of our marriage. I searched, as well as advertised, in the few BDSM sections of the personal Ads that existed in magazines in Spain, but all to no avail. No one seemed to be interested in tickling as an erotic activity.
Eventually, during a certain period of time, I decided to use the only resource that was available to me. I went to brothels which specialize in BDSM services. To my knowledge, I was the only client who used the prostitutes for erotic tickling activities. Before going, I used to smoke hashish which has a strong aphrodisiac effect on me. I then lived my own version of the famous Robert Louis Stevenson novel “Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hyde”. Thanks to the drugs effect my unrestrained Libido ran wild. The gentle, “mild-mannered” massage therapist transformed himself into the sinister Tickle Doctor. In what amounted to non-consensual tickle-torture, unsuspecting young women were converted into my Tickle Slaves as they squirmed, laughed and finally begged under the fiendish fingers of the Tickle Doctor.
Some of the girls loved it, and others hated it, but I tickled them just the same. After all, they were being reasonably well-paid for their time (and suffering). Furthermore, in spite of the time constraints, my skill at touching the body with my hands together with my desire to give great pleasure to my “prisoner” as opposed to only tickling her resulted in most of the girls having orgasms. Something they were not used to experiencing with their regular clients. Needless to say, it was a very expensive hobby.
Since then, I have found only one woman who has been willing to play at being my Tickle Slave. A sweet, young American girl that I met through ALT.com, and who came to visit me in Spain on a two week vacation approximately one year ago. (The only good thing that ever came from all of the time, energy, and money I wasted as an ALT member). However, she lives in another part of the world, and we are now simply good friends who talk on the phone regularly. Otherwise, I am alone in my world of tickle fantasies. A wise and experienced Tickle Doctor in search of a bold and selfless young woman who is willing to offer herself to the doctor as a volunteer in order to be used by him as a subject in his highly erotic tickling experiments; solely for the benefit of science, of course.
Although I can still enjoy a certain amount of erotic art, stories, and film clips involving tickling, I am only satisfied by real tickling. And I’m very frustrated by not having more real life opportunities to explore and develop my full potential as a tickler. So far it has been impossible for me to find girls in Spain who love to be tickled. After having lived here for a number of years I have come to the sad conclusion that there is a great deal of pornography but almost no eroticism in Spanish society.
I travel to the U.S.A. about once a year for a short visit to see my mother who lives in North Carolina. It would be great to meet with at least one F ticklee during my trip. Meanwhile, I am extending the following year-round invitation to any female ticklee who wishes to enjoy her body in ways that she has always dreamed of doing. Barcelona is a very pleasant city on the Mediterranean coast of Spain. Why not schedule a week long “tickling vacation” in which you visit me and stay in my home? If you live in Europe an even shorter weekend “tickle visit” would be a wonderful way for us to enjoy each other’s company. I am an excellent host. A kind, gentle, handsome, very sensual, and loving man with a great sense of humor. I will treat you like a princess while providing you with long hours of the very sweetest tickling torment.
Now, tell the truth. Isn’t that what you really want? Well, go ahead, admit it! Otherwise, you leave me no choice except to tickle the truth out of you.
If you like my proposal, even if present circumstances prevent you from traveling here now, please contact me at my personal e-mail address: [email protected]
I would love to hear from you!
Yours truly,
Tickle Doctor
(Not to be confused with another member whose handle is “TheTickle Doctor”)
For as long as I can remember, I have always felt a perverse fascination for tickling. I say “perverse” because in my experience even the most innocent tickling games, such as those played among children, or between parents and children, usually have an underlying current of eroticism and sexuality in them. Other people who are into tickling may not always experience this sexual dimension consciously, but I believe that in most circumstances it does exist. In any event, it was not until I had reached adulthood that I was actually able to explore some of my tickling fantasies in reality with another person.
Only once at the age of 18, around the same time that I began my training for a career as a massage therapist, did I meet a girl who actively sought out being tickled by others. It was at a party. She challenged not one but three of the boys there to tickle her all at the same time. Of course, we were both surprised and intrigued by her challenge and proceeded to hold her down while tickling her as best we could. Unfortunately, we were amateurs by her standards. When we couldn’t excite her enough she even ridiculed us by pointing out how another boy who was not present at the party had single-handedly tickled her far better than we had been able to do.
A couple of days later, I did seek out that provocative girl from the party. I was fascinated by the opportunity which she had offered us that night. But I was too late. She had already disappeared without leaving a trail that could be followed.
My fascination with tickling girls remained pretty much in the closet, and out of my general awareness, for approximately the next 20 years. During this time, I continued to study and practice both new and increasingly more sophisticated methods of therapeutic massage. Then, one day, I accidentally discovered erotic tickling magazines and videos in a local sex shop. That discovery was a revelation for me. It was the outward confirmation of an intense erotic desire which I had always felt yet never been able to explore.
My ex-wife always enjoyed the way I made love to her. Therefore, she was more than willing to allow me to tie her body in a vulnerable posture before slowly and sensually teasing her to the point orgasm. Unfortunately, she could never stand being tickled - not at all. Once I realized how I could not satisfy my lust for tickling with my wife, I faced a very difficult decision. Finally, I chose to try and satisfy my tickling desires outside of our marriage. I searched, as well as advertised, in the few BDSM sections of the personal Ads that existed in magazines in Spain, but all to no avail. No one seemed to be interested in tickling as an erotic activity.
Eventually, during a certain period of time, I decided to use the only resource that was available to me. I went to brothels which specialize in BDSM services. To my knowledge, I was the only client who used the prostitutes for erotic tickling activities. Before going, I used to smoke hashish which has a strong aphrodisiac effect on me. I then lived my own version of the famous Robert Louis Stevenson novel “Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hyde”. Thanks to the drugs effect my unrestrained Libido ran wild. The gentle, “mild-mannered” massage therapist transformed himself into the sinister Tickle Doctor. In what amounted to non-consensual tickle-torture, unsuspecting young women were converted into my Tickle Slaves as they squirmed, laughed and finally begged under the fiendish fingers of the Tickle Doctor.
Some of the girls loved it, and others hated it, but I tickled them just the same. After all, they were being reasonably well-paid for their time (and suffering). Furthermore, in spite of the time constraints, my skill at touching the body with my hands together with my desire to give great pleasure to my “prisoner” as opposed to only tickling her resulted in most of the girls having orgasms. Something they were not used to experiencing with their regular clients. Needless to say, it was a very expensive hobby.
Since then, I have found only one woman who has been willing to play at being my Tickle Slave. A sweet, young American girl that I met through ALT.com, and who came to visit me in Spain on a two week vacation approximately one year ago. (The only good thing that ever came from all of the time, energy, and money I wasted as an ALT member). However, she lives in another part of the world, and we are now simply good friends who talk on the phone regularly. Otherwise, I am alone in my world of tickle fantasies. A wise and experienced Tickle Doctor in search of a bold and selfless young woman who is willing to offer herself to the doctor as a volunteer in order to be used by him as a subject in his highly erotic tickling experiments; solely for the benefit of science, of course.
Although I can still enjoy a certain amount of erotic art, stories, and film clips involving tickling, I am only satisfied by real tickling. And I’m very frustrated by not having more real life opportunities to explore and develop my full potential as a tickler. So far it has been impossible for me to find girls in Spain who love to be tickled. After having lived here for a number of years I have come to the sad conclusion that there is a great deal of pornography but almost no eroticism in Spanish society.
I travel to the U.S.A. about once a year for a short visit to see my mother who lives in North Carolina. It would be great to meet with at least one F ticklee during my trip. Meanwhile, I am extending the following year-round invitation to any female ticklee who wishes to enjoy her body in ways that she has always dreamed of doing. Barcelona is a very pleasant city on the Mediterranean coast of Spain. Why not schedule a week long “tickling vacation” in which you visit me and stay in my home? If you live in Europe an even shorter weekend “tickle visit” would be a wonderful way for us to enjoy each other’s company. I am an excellent host. A kind, gentle, handsome, very sensual, and loving man with a great sense of humor. I will treat you like a princess while providing you with long hours of the very sweetest tickling torment.
Now, tell the truth. Isn’t that what you really want? Well, go ahead, admit it! Otherwise, you leave me no choice except to tickle the truth out of you.
If you like my proposal, even if present circumstances prevent you from traveling here now, please contact me at my personal e-mail address: [email protected]
I would love to hear from you!
Yours truly,
Tickle Doctor
(Not to be confused with another member whose handle is “TheTickle Doctor”)
