sXeTickleDiva
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...I'm young, I'm highly into tickling. I love it overall but I also love the sexual factor that it presents to me. I have many fantasies and none of them have yet to come true.
As I was looking through the Art Gallery, I was noticing alot of great drawings that make me think about what I really want.
I want to be kidnapped and interrogated for information. I want my ankles locked in stocks, one foot bare the other in nylon stockings. I want my arms raised above my head restrained to something hanging from the ceiling. I want to be in nothing but my bra and panties so all my ticklish spots are exposed. I want someone to ask me questions, for me to refuse and then them to tickle me until I confess. I want them to feel no sympathy and to continue their attack even after I've spilled everything I know, including my birthday and the name of my fifth grade teacher.
I want to come home and be ambushed by my boyfriend. For him to just tie me up to our bed, completely naked. I want him to take a feather (or since he likes it, a rose) and trace it all along my body from head to toe, making me flinch and giggle. I want him to use a feather to trace circles around my private areas to get me worked up and then stop before I can experience true pleasure. I want him to give up on the tools and just tickle me into insanity. I want him to torture me until my loud belly laughs turn into soft tired giggles eventually moving to silent laughter. I want him to torture me until I pass out. For him to softly tickle me to wake me up and then start the tickling all over again. Constant tickle torture for two hours straight. Let's see how much I can take.
I want to go to a massage parlor and be told "the rules state you must be restrained for our safety". For them to restrain me to their table, then call in two other massagers to help tickle me for the entire session. To be gang tickled, to completely lose my mind and enjoy it all at once.
I want to be sitting in the back of a movie theater. For my boyfriend to place my feet in his lap and to start lightly stroking them. Trying to force me to laugh during a sad movie. I want him to tickle my feet, then use his other hand to tickle my waist and watch me burst out laughing at every moment I should be crying.
I want things like the "creatures" in the drawnings to be real. Something that can expand itself hold you in position and use it's other "Arms" to tickle you senseless.
Sorry, I'm just rambling on. Continue with your tickle days. *waves feather*
As I was looking through the Art Gallery, I was noticing alot of great drawings that make me think about what I really want.
I want to be kidnapped and interrogated for information. I want my ankles locked in stocks, one foot bare the other in nylon stockings. I want my arms raised above my head restrained to something hanging from the ceiling. I want to be in nothing but my bra and panties so all my ticklish spots are exposed. I want someone to ask me questions, for me to refuse and then them to tickle me until I confess. I want them to feel no sympathy and to continue their attack even after I've spilled everything I know, including my birthday and the name of my fifth grade teacher.
I want to come home and be ambushed by my boyfriend. For him to just tie me up to our bed, completely naked. I want him to take a feather (or since he likes it, a rose) and trace it all along my body from head to toe, making me flinch and giggle. I want him to use a feather to trace circles around my private areas to get me worked up and then stop before I can experience true pleasure. I want him to give up on the tools and just tickle me into insanity. I want him to torture me until my loud belly laughs turn into soft tired giggles eventually moving to silent laughter. I want him to torture me until I pass out. For him to softly tickle me to wake me up and then start the tickling all over again. Constant tickle torture for two hours straight. Let's see how much I can take.
I want to go to a massage parlor and be told "the rules state you must be restrained for our safety". For them to restrain me to their table, then call in two other massagers to help tickle me for the entire session. To be gang tickled, to completely lose my mind and enjoy it all at once.
I want to be sitting in the back of a movie theater. For my boyfriend to place my feet in his lap and to start lightly stroking them. Trying to force me to laugh during a sad movie. I want him to tickle my feet, then use his other hand to tickle my waist and watch me burst out laughing at every moment I should be crying.
I want things like the "creatures" in the drawnings to be real. Something that can expand itself hold you in position and use it's other "Arms" to tickle you senseless.
Sorry, I'm just rambling on. Continue with your tickle days. *waves feather*
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