This here is just a thread for me jabber about stress and tickling. Just cause I feel the need to.
I'm a ler. Probably about 95% of all my play has been (and probably will be) as a ler. Even more of my fantasies. Maybe one or two that have me as a lee, but other than that all ler. I'm happy being a ler, it suits my personality (kinda sadistic), and is immense fun. The 5% of the time when I lee (talking tied, not pokes or tickle fights), some of it is for sex play. I know it's gonna be about 5 minutes of tickling, and then a lot of teasing and sensual torment.
The other bit is when I get tortured. This is for the release of stress. When I lee like this (most of my leeing, I think), the idea is non-stop brutal, call Amnesty International, unyielding tickle torture. When it's over, then comes the bonding and aftercare (if I don't need help moving it wasn't good enough), etc. The things friends do after they just brutalized someone. A huge level of stress has to be built up. It's the only time I'm ever masochistic, and it revolves around the one act; tickling. Nothing playful, but not hateful. It should still obviously be a friend doing it, just hardcore uber torture. Like getting into a Ferrari and putting the pedal on the floor. It should be cruel and sadistic as hell, and I should know the whole time that my ler lady is enjoying every second of my agony. I mean she should just be beside herself with sadistic euphoria. Enthralled at my suffering. But also thrilled that she knows she's helping me to deal with life. That part of her ecstasy is knowing that this is exactly what I wanted, and that I'm gonna be grateful at the end. Regardless of what threats and such may exit my mouth during the session
The closest I ever got to this was a woman who hadn't ever tied anyone and tickled them before. But she was good. Fairly cruel, and good with her fingers. It was very sensual as well, and ended in great bj's while I was still immobilized, which made up for her not being as sadistic as I was hoping. And that kind of release (yeah, I know who doesn't like a bj after being tickled) after the torture just eradicates all the stress, and leaves a glow inside me that sex doesn't replicate.
The intensity of all of it (I find bj's more intense physically than any other orgasmic method), from sadistic woman tying me down, to release just wrecks me, tears down the crumbling internal fortress and allows me to rebuild my defenses fresh and strong. Gives me a place of strength inside again from which to go and assault life anew.
Sometimes it's just vital to my mental health, ya know?
So there it is, my weary, rambling meanderings on the subject. Needed to say it out of me.
If anyone's still reading this....you must be bored 😉
Christopher
I'm a ler. Probably about 95% of all my play has been (and probably will be) as a ler. Even more of my fantasies. Maybe one or two that have me as a lee, but other than that all ler. I'm happy being a ler, it suits my personality (kinda sadistic), and is immense fun. The 5% of the time when I lee (talking tied, not pokes or tickle fights), some of it is for sex play. I know it's gonna be about 5 minutes of tickling, and then a lot of teasing and sensual torment.
The other bit is when I get tortured. This is for the release of stress. When I lee like this (most of my leeing, I think), the idea is non-stop brutal, call Amnesty International, unyielding tickle torture. When it's over, then comes the bonding and aftercare (if I don't need help moving it wasn't good enough), etc. The things friends do after they just brutalized someone. A huge level of stress has to be built up. It's the only time I'm ever masochistic, and it revolves around the one act; tickling. Nothing playful, but not hateful. It should still obviously be a friend doing it, just hardcore uber torture. Like getting into a Ferrari and putting the pedal on the floor. It should be cruel and sadistic as hell, and I should know the whole time that my ler lady is enjoying every second of my agony. I mean she should just be beside herself with sadistic euphoria. Enthralled at my suffering. But also thrilled that she knows she's helping me to deal with life. That part of her ecstasy is knowing that this is exactly what I wanted, and that I'm gonna be grateful at the end. Regardless of what threats and such may exit my mouth during the session
The closest I ever got to this was a woman who hadn't ever tied anyone and tickled them before. But she was good. Fairly cruel, and good with her fingers. It was very sensual as well, and ended in great bj's while I was still immobilized, which made up for her not being as sadistic as I was hoping. And that kind of release (yeah, I know who doesn't like a bj after being tickled) after the torture just eradicates all the stress, and leaves a glow inside me that sex doesn't replicate.
The intensity of all of it (I find bj's more intense physically than any other orgasmic method), from sadistic woman tying me down, to release just wrecks me, tears down the crumbling internal fortress and allows me to rebuild my defenses fresh and strong. Gives me a place of strength inside again from which to go and assault life anew.
Sometimes it's just vital to my mental health, ya know?
So there it is, my weary, rambling meanderings on the subject. Needed to say it out of me.
If anyone's still reading this....you must be bored 😉
Christopher
