Every now and then, some BDSM guys appear on the on-line tickling discussions, or attend our local gatherings (I live in Russia), but they never came twice. As they tell about their preferences and practices, it seems they soon grow bored with us, and we – with them.
No, seriously, how do you like the talk that any newcomer to their circle must stay on the sidelines for certain number of events, following rules by senior members, before being allowed to touch a woman; and drink no more than certain number of shots a night, or being suspended from practicing with a woman for certain number of days...
They really have a thing about rules, they create thousands of them to follow, and they really enjoy all that order. It seems the BDSM guys stand not for a lash, rope, or latex, but for invariable rules they are craving for in this ever-changing world. But have you ever seen much rules and order among ticklephiles?
So, on the one hand, there is dominance, and control in tickling, but the bona fide BDSM guys just turn their noses up at it. And on the other hand, one girl ( a -lee with a streak of submission) told that when she attended a BDSM party, she was soon kicked out in shame as she tried to undo the knot on her wrists with her teeth, because that damn knot was tied up by the master, and must be treated with awe and respect.
Yet another guy was banned at a foot-fetish website as he suggested try to tickle the ladies feet they admire so much, and the bondage people just cringe at the way we treat ropes. So, it seems that tickling fetish doesn’t belong to BDSM, bondage or foot-fetish, but is something different, betwixt and between.