Hello everybody!
As a lee I really like the overwhelming sensations. I love when my mind goes frantic and my muscles do their own thing. But most of all I love the sensation on my skin.
What I really would like to know: How does it feel having a tickle fetish as a ler?
I'm sure there must be threads about this already. But I fail to find them.
Maybe you know a thread and can share a link? Or you would like to share your point of viev?
As a thank you I would describe my point of view.
It's evening. She tells me to get ready. She would come downstairs soon. I gulp and prepare the room. An old massage table is my best creation so far. I undress and lie down. I like to strap my feet and legs myself. Only I can tell what feels immobile and comfortable at the same time. Tonight I put on the latex hood and ear plugs.
When she enters the room later I tense and shiver. She straps my arms and... well... does her thing. Sometimes she scrolls on her phone for a while. And only occasionally surprises my skin with a delicate touch. But at some point I get what I asked for.
The more I want it to stop the more I love she continues. The sensation is there. On my skin. And I cannot do anything about it. It just continues. Here and there. Jumping from one spot to another. Or lingering. Remaining. Threatening a sweet spot. Teasing another. Some breaks feel worse than the tickling. I cannot tell if the pause will last a second or a minute. Maybe she left the room or is scrolling on her phone. Maybe she is gazing and waiting for me to relax. Maybe her fingers are just getting ready again. I will find out eventually.
My mind is screaming at me. My muscles make their own plans without me. But my limbs are strapped tight. My rib cage cannot twist. My hips cannot buckle. My belly cannot convulse. My spine cannot curl. And my feet stay right where they are. All I can do is endure. And shake. And wait. And feel. And despair. And hope. Hope that she's getting bored before my safe word escapes my mouth.
As a lee I really like the overwhelming sensations. I love when my mind goes frantic and my muscles do their own thing. But most of all I love the sensation on my skin.
What I really would like to know: How does it feel having a tickle fetish as a ler?
I'm sure there must be threads about this already. But I fail to find them.
Maybe you know a thread and can share a link? Or you would like to share your point of viev?
As a thank you I would describe my point of view.
It's evening. She tells me to get ready. She would come downstairs soon. I gulp and prepare the room. An old massage table is my best creation so far. I undress and lie down. I like to strap my feet and legs myself. Only I can tell what feels immobile and comfortable at the same time. Tonight I put on the latex hood and ear plugs.
When she enters the room later I tense and shiver. She straps my arms and... well... does her thing. Sometimes she scrolls on her phone for a while. And only occasionally surprises my skin with a delicate touch. But at some point I get what I asked for.
The more I want it to stop the more I love she continues. The sensation is there. On my skin. And I cannot do anything about it. It just continues. Here and there. Jumping from one spot to another. Or lingering. Remaining. Threatening a sweet spot. Teasing another. Some breaks feel worse than the tickling. I cannot tell if the pause will last a second or a minute. Maybe she left the room or is scrolling on her phone. Maybe she is gazing and waiting for me to relax. Maybe her fingers are just getting ready again. I will find out eventually.
My mind is screaming at me. My muscles make their own plans without me. But my limbs are strapped tight. My rib cage cannot twist. My hips cannot buckle. My belly cannot convulse. My spine cannot curl. And my feet stay right where they are. All I can do is endure. And shake. And wait. And feel. And despair. And hope. Hope that she's getting bored before my safe word escapes my mouth.
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