njjen3953
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Sometimes, re-enactment of a trauma can be healing.
When I was 12 years old, I was a very introverted kid. Hard to belive, huh?
Anyway. I was 5'3, 120lbs. with a 36D chest. I was a little girl in a woman's body and the boys were very "intrigued" by me.
That summer, I was away at camp and five, 14 year old boys decided to have their ways with me. They confined me in their cabin during free camper time. No one was allowed in the cabins during that time, so there were no counselors around. One at a time, the boys told me what they wanted from me and of course, I resisited. Through their pawing at me, my intense ticklishness was discovered and used against me. All 5 of them held me down and tickled me until I was crying and finally agreed to let them do what they wanted to me sexually.
I was totured and eventually gang raped by them. I was threatened that if I ever told anyone, they would do it again. Apparently, they did not trust that I would keep quiet and this torture went on every day for the entire summer.
I was so scared that I never mentioned it to anyone until 15 years later in a therapy session. Every time I heard the word tickle I panicked, but it also became something that I thought about constantly.
Through psychodrama(re-encactment therapy) I not only healed, but found tickling to be a huge turn on and a great form of foreplay.
Essentially, I took a traumatic situation and found the positive in it. I had made the decision to be a survivor instead of a victim.
I do not condone abuse and strongly advocate consent, but I do believe that what I went through as a child, helped me become what I am today. A stronger person and a kinkster. 😉
When I was 12 years old, I was a very introverted kid. Hard to belive, huh?
Anyway. I was 5'3, 120lbs. with a 36D chest. I was a little girl in a woman's body and the boys were very "intrigued" by me.
That summer, I was away at camp and five, 14 year old boys decided to have their ways with me. They confined me in their cabin during free camper time. No one was allowed in the cabins during that time, so there were no counselors around. One at a time, the boys told me what they wanted from me and of course, I resisited. Through their pawing at me, my intense ticklishness was discovered and used against me. All 5 of them held me down and tickled me until I was crying and finally agreed to let them do what they wanted to me sexually.
I was totured and eventually gang raped by them. I was threatened that if I ever told anyone, they would do it again. Apparently, they did not trust that I would keep quiet and this torture went on every day for the entire summer.
I was so scared that I never mentioned it to anyone until 15 years later in a therapy session. Every time I heard the word tickle I panicked, but it also became something that I thought about constantly.
Through psychodrama(re-encactment therapy) I not only healed, but found tickling to be a huge turn on and a great form of foreplay.
Essentially, I took a traumatic situation and found the positive in it. I had made the decision to be a survivor instead of a victim.
I do not condone abuse and strongly advocate consent, but I do believe that what I went through as a child, helped me become what I am today. A stronger person and a kinkster. 😉






