From all the videos and all the kinks,
Not even one video of an handicapped/wheelchaired woman being tickled.
I wish so much to see a woman close to my condition, being tickled.
The conversation has been hammered to death, or even beyond. The eternal debate of “What if there were no consequences?” mixed with the “Darkest Fantasy” has been dissected from every possible angle. But… let me drag you somewhere slightly different: the world of Imaginary-yet-Probable.
Look...
Thank you. It is exactly what I mean, and maybe the bottom line is... Ridiculous is what we need! But is it a good thing to be aware of the ridiculousness of it? Are those who are blind to it, maybe, enjoy it more?
No, I won’t change it for anything! It is what it is and I am what I am. This fetish is part of me, it's an integral part of who I am, and I enjoy it. I love it! But… I’m also that stubborn weirdo who constantly analyzes himself mercilessly. So the thought comes up quite often: this is fucking...
Yes, I've tricked You.
I've tricked you into reading this, and now I've captured You.
But the worst part, is that deep inside... that's exactly what You wanted.
That is exactly Your Fantasy.
The Fantasy of falling into my Trap.
And now it's too late.
Too late because I have captured You...
Donna looked at him, face tight with disapproval. Her jaw ached from how hard she clenched it, her heart thudding like a warning drum. How had it come to this? The air between them felt thick, suffocating, and she could almost taste the bitterness rising in her throat. “Come on, Perry, untie me...
Disclaimer #1: If you are biased or tech-pobic/AI-pobic, this is not for you!
Though the story is an original and fully from my own mind, I've used AI (LLM) profoundly, as my editor, copyrighter, and (mostly) as my English-language enhancer. The AI also allowed me to somewhat bypass my...
Laughter.
Damn, I love it.
It can flip every dirty switch inside me, set off fireworks in my mind, make my skin hum, and yeah, spark that familiar heat below the belt. Obviously it's my fetish, but it’s also something way deeper than that. Not just a trigger. Not just a kink. Something that...