Abstractler

To the vulnerable lee reading this: this is what you deserve. You are here to be us ler's tickle toys. Now take this foot scrubbing like a good girl 😊

Imagine being in a coma. Your body is totally stock-still, but your mind is there: your lucid, and you can hear, smell, feel everything. Your body has became your prison.

Imagine now there’s a person who loves to make you suffer and knows how unbearably ticklish you are and how much you hate bring tickled, how much you panic for being tickled, and even if he doesn’t know if you can feel his merciless and slow torture, he raises your arms and start tickling you everywhere with methodical sadism. He notices your EEG changing and he gets your suffering. Your body is totally impassible, but yo you are suffering, screaming in your mind, you freak out, you’re totally in rage, you don’t understand why he’s so obsessed in tickling you, you panic several times and you wish you have died in that car accident.

Nobody knows, nobody hears, nobody understands or even guess your agony. They are just happy that every single day there’s a cute gentle boy that comes visiting you and stay with you for hours.

Happy Saturday

Gotchaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa 😉

The kind of tickling my fantasies are about is not the cute, fun, lighthearted tickling that is so often discussed. That has its place, sure. But what I like is the kind that will scare you. That will have you panicking, ugly crying and begging me to stop. The kind that makes your heart drop as you realize, "oh no…we never established a safeword."

The kind you'll have nightmares about. The kind that leaves you traumatized, but inexplicably turns you on whenever you remember it, and you lie there crying, yet aroused at the same time.

You hated what I did to you, but some twisted part of you LOVES that you hated it, and all you can think about now is when I'll do it to you again, with you dreading it, but undeniably excited at the thought.

(This is a fantasy.)

I could just eat you up.

Strict wiggle.