ugthredbootle
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I am very new to this and I’m not sure even if I have successfully posted this reply to the thread discussing being open about tickling. Having read all the other replies I was quite saddened to see how many of the experiences mirrored my own. At 47 years of age I am probably older than most of the subscribers to this site and therefore my feelings of guilt have lasted considerably longer. I have had a fascination for women’s feet since I was a child and it has lasted into adulthood. My particular fantasy revolves around tickling the stockinged feet of women who are restrained, either in stocks or something similar, and tickling them to the point of torture. (Oddly enough, bare feet or socks do nothing for me – only those clad in nylon). As a child I used to like watching magic shows where a woman would be sawn in half because they were invariably placed in a box with their feet sticking out of one end, and I would imagine myself tickling them. As a very young teenager one of my earliest bouts of extreme sexual arousal was when I was around my best friend’s house one day and his sister (probably about 14 at the time) was indulging in some horseplay with us. I recall she was wearing dark tights (pantyhose in the US) and my friend suggested we grab her and tickle her. He held her down and I tickled her feet – I can still recall her screams and laughter to this day. My years of embarrassment mean that even divulging these details to understanding fellow ticklers is very awkward.
It was not until the arrival of the Internet (not that long ago by my point of reference) that I suddenly discovered that I was not the only person on the planet with this fetish – you can’t believe what a relief that was to find out. I have never divulged my fetish to anybody else as it always seemed so “weird” and I am scrupulous about security (erasing file histories on my PC, etc, hence the ridiculous e-mail pseudonym). I wish I knew where it came from and how I “caught” it because, to be honest, I wish I could get rid of it. The irony of this fetish is that I can never satisfy it because if I feel I want to tickle someone to point of torture, then if I care them I wouldn’t want to put them through it – catch 22!
In all other respects I am an intelligent, sensitive member of society who is made to feel like freak by this damn fetish...
It was not until the arrival of the Internet (not that long ago by my point of reference) that I suddenly discovered that I was not the only person on the planet with this fetish – you can’t believe what a relief that was to find out. I have never divulged my fetish to anybody else as it always seemed so “weird” and I am scrupulous about security (erasing file histories on my PC, etc, hence the ridiculous e-mail pseudonym). I wish I knew where it came from and how I “caught” it because, to be honest, I wish I could get rid of it. The irony of this fetish is that I can never satisfy it because if I feel I want to tickle someone to point of torture, then if I care them I wouldn’t want to put them through it – catch 22!
In all other respects I am an intelligent, sensitive member of society who is made to feel like freak by this damn fetish...
to tickle-satisfaction in 2003.
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