She has lost her movement, language, and sight privileges
but fortunately, her sense of touch is still in perfect working order 🌸
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She has lost her movement, language, and sight privileges
but fortunately, her sense of touch is still in perfect working order 🌸
Every girl has a weakness which she tries to hide, and, given time and systematic exploration of her mind and body, it always comes out.
She thought she could take anything. She prides herself on it – taking the whip or the cane, having her body uncomfortably contorted in bondage, or her mouth forced open by a gag. The sting of an open palm on her skin. The ache of her muscles. The gentle tease of electricity slowly amplifying into pain. She wears the marks from her sessions like badges of honour, always takes her punishment with grace.
This time is different. Her secret, hidden for so long, finally uncovered. Usually it only lasts ten seconds, twenty at most, the mental barriers she erects against it hold, her master moves on to other punishments. But this time there is no moving on, and the resistance quickly becomes agony. A last ditch attempt to hide it is futile, and then her body’s primal reactions take over. She thrashes wildly, screams out in desperation, even as she knows that this performance will only make things worse, will mean it doesn’t stop this time, as her master realises that this is no regular punishment for her. Distress visible on her face, in her movements, and nothing left to hide. She’s emotionally torn between rage and self-pity, unable to fight back no matter how much she bucks and writhes. Soon, in her helplessness, she finds herself begging, begging to give up anything to make it stop.
Imagine yourself in her place. You offer things that make you ashamed of yourself, and then you offer more, but the humiliation means nothing to you now – all that matters is making it stop. You listen as words leave your mouth as though spoken by someone else, someone without pride – genuine, desperate promises. But what happens if your master wants nothing more than to hold you in this space beyond your limits, beyond what you can take? You can take pain. You can take being bound so tightly you can hardly breathe. But your master has found what you can’t take, and with your weakness laid bare, and your body, too, laid helplessly bare, more vulnerable than you’ve ever been, they torture you.
But isn’t this what you’ve always wanted? Pure, genuine submission. A complete loss of control and your body offered up for the desires of another, a sadist who now knows how to break you – how to build you anew. * From the video 'Tickled Beyond Hope' by the studio 'Bleufetish'
Chin up, it might never happen.
Unrelated: is your neck ticklish?
When the tickle monk gets you he doesn’t stop!
scream all you want you ticklish little bitch it’s never gonna stop<3
haha you masturbate to tickling
So do you.
She seems just a bit too ticklish to handle this.
thought I forgot about you?
Cannot stop thinking about having a tummy tickle session like this 😈
Those nails...
Did you forget your safe word?
Or maybe I just can’t hear you
I can do this all day...but can you laugh all day?
The number one commandment for new slave initiates is “accept reality”. All you are and ever will be is ticklish flesh. Pray all you like. 🙏
God’s not coming to save you. Lucifer is your new Dada, and he’ll see you now. 😈💅
There is nothing you can do to stop this from happening sweet pea.🫛 It's the only thing I want.
Unfortunately for you, you're more than ticklish enough to sweetly suffer. Imagine if you weren't ticklish, slave. This would just feel like a nice massage to you. Fun to dream, huh? 💭
When's the last time you peed your pants? 👖