Gentlemen...what would you do...

[TickledToDeath]

....if you had the following opportunity presented to you?
You are a TICKLER.
You have a potential victim(ticklee)tied up in any position you wish. Exposing as much of the ticklish body as possible.
This person tells you that there are absolutely NO limits. So Safewords. NO mercy whatsoever and you could tickle him/her for as long as you desire as much as you desire and even have as many as you wish HELP you that you desire. Tickling Carte Blanche as it were.

What would you do with this opportunity?

I will present this same question to the Ladies and we will compare the responses. Gals DON't answer this thread.

TTD

 

[alchemy1]

Heh heh heh

...good...good...

The short version, I would tickle her into oblivion.

The long version, I would tie her onto a bed or other soft surface with her arms above her head fully exposing her armpits and would tie her ankles together and then tie them down. I would first lighty go over the entire surface of her body and find all of her most sensative places and which places get the best reactions. I would then move systematically from spot to spot increasing the intensity of the tickling as I go along. Eventually I would decide upon a few spot to concentrate on begin the tickle torture. I would play her body like a classically trained musician creating grand concertos of laughter, screams, giggles and pleas for mercy. Gails of laughter would pour forth from her lips and tears would leak uncheck from her eyes as I explore every nook and cranny of her most ticklish areas. I would tickle her to the very brink of unconsciousness. Then, as one should do after all extreme bondage situations, I would unbind her, wrap her in a blanket and and hold her until she recovers her senses.

And then start round 2! Mwahahahaha!

 

[TickledToDeath]

....if you had the following opportunity presented to you?
You are a TICKLER.
You have a potential victim(ticklee)tied up in any position you wish. Exposing as much of the ticklish body as possible.
This person tells you that there are absolutely NO limits. So Safewords. NO mercy whatsoever and you could tickle him/her for as long as you desire as much as you desire and even have as many as you wish HELP you that you desire. Tickling Carte Blanche as it were.

What would you do with this opportunity?

I will present this same question to the Ladies and we will compare the responses. Gals DON't answer this thread.

TTD

Definitely expected alot more from the guys out there. I can almost understand the women wussing out and not expressing themselves but YOU guys?! That is a sad situation.
🙄

TTD

 

[tukano_2]

If I understand the question, you are asking if we would take advantage of the situation... does it really need an answer? 🙂
Since she (has to be female) clearly stated there are no time limits and so on, I'll just tickle her from head to toes at my heart's content, checking regularly if she is ok (breath and so on), and keep on until I figure out she could have problems. But if she says it's ok, I'll start again... 😉

 

[tkl3251]

She is in blue-jeans or a long dress, wearing high-heeled sandals. Her blouse is silky soft slightly unbuttoned, enough to reveal the creamy skin above her breasts, but still hiding enough to ensure her comfort.

Seated on the sofa, her back is supported, but her arms are held high by padded chains attached to the ceiling.

Her ankles are also held up so that they are at the same level as my face, as I sit in a chair in front of her.

Toes painted... burgundy? blue? sweet smell of perfume.

in comes a visitor - high-heeled boots, long dark hair, long sharp fingernails. i let her sit in my chair and move to another across the room.

smirks on both of their faces - one a bit scared, one a bit evil - both a bit excited.

she runs her fingernails gently across the exposed skin, giggling at the reactions. she then follows her gentle assault with kisses so soft, then a glide of the tongue.

shoes removed so slowly, one at a time. fingers scrape the soles, the tops and the sides.

she moves from her chair, and sits on the sofa, imganing how soft those armpits must feel under that silky blouse...