Ticklish topics

29 y/o ticklee looking for exciting things

[city-tickles]

Sometimes a tickling clip stops you in your tracks and makes you say “OMG!”

They put this lee through everything 😳

CW: Oils

[h-bananah]

OOOoof

[dominicsolletti]

When she lowers her arms, she tips a bucket of ice-cold water onto her head. How long would you last? [Source: WaterBondage.com / Bottom: Darling / Top: Blaze.]

[h-bananah]

Evil, evil, evil. Good job!

[ticklishlittlekitty]

All that effort to escape and close your arms just to have them pinned up back again. Having ticklish armpits definitely don't help you in this case..

[h-bananah]

Thats just unfair.

More, please.

[ticklesnfancies]

“Aren’t you so glad I found you after your car broke down in the road? This far out, it could have been hours - days even! - before someone found you. But don’t worry, now that you’re here, no one’s going to find you at all.”

[ken1180]

[h-bananah]

Ooof

[exotic-xscapade]

Poor girl was trying her best to keep it together, but then starts to break and then when she starts tickling that left foot, she completely loses her shit!! 😭😈🤤

Russian aerial gymnast Sophie gets her feet tickled until she’s completely wasted…

Laughter is the best medicine<br />[email protected]

[h-bananah]

Oh wow, she melts, I melted too!

[inkquillwrites]

I posted before about vulnerability and the psychology of vulnerability, but one element in particular holds such a special place in my heart it deserves a post of its own. That is shoe removal. There's something uniquely vulnerable about being barefoot. The feet, and the soles in particular, are some of the most sensitive parts of the body but they are almost always protected out and about by shoes. Starting out with that layer of defence and having it stripped away builds the suspense and anticipation wonderfully. It's such a delicious moment to savour as a ler that I've gathered a collection of some of my favourites. Whether it's that sudden, nervous regret-tinged shudder of excitement before a session when it suddenly hits that this is real...

Or whether it's more of a horrified realisation that they not only can they do nothing to stop the ler from taking their shoes, but they have lost all control completely and can do nothing to stop the oncoming onslaught...

Or maybe a lee can remain stoic as long as they have socks - scant protection, perhaps, but some psychological protection at least from the absolute vulnerability of being barefoot. Of course in that case, even that scant protection doesn't last for long...

The best start to a session is to building that anticipation slowly and take your time to enjoy unwrapping your lee.

[knismo-uk-deactivated20200628]

[h-bananah]

Why does this remind me of the taskmaster lab? :D

[andytheteamuk]

Dinner Date

MINORS OR PROFILES WITH NO AGE IN THEM, DO NOT INTERACT!

I'll take you out for dinner, I'll let you choose where you want to go.

But when we get there, I'll pick a table out where we can play a little game.

One where if you lose, you'll have the attention of everyone at the restaurant.

But you're tough right? You've got this! You always say my games are silly. So this is just another silly game to play, I think to myself.

I'll pick a table in the centre of the restaurant and we'll take our seats.

I'll then grab your ankle and put your foot in my lap.

Did you choose those open toed heels, knowing what I had in mind? I'll ponder.

You'll look at me nervously, realising what I had planned. But it's too late now.

Your eyes will plead for me to let your foot free, even though you know it's useless. Youll not even fight it.

A firm grip on your ankle, my other hand will pass you the menu.

Your eyes will scan it, half focused on the grip you'll feel around your ankle.

The waiter will arrive and ask if we are ready to order. I'll give a nod.

He'll look at you first, waiting on the words to come from your mouth.

A bead of sweat will drop down your face, flustered at what's about to happen.

The waiter focused on you, knowing you'll need to talk.

But as soon as you go to speak, you'll feel a jolt of ticklish sensations travel from your foot and up your leg.

My grip still tight around your ankle under the table, otherwise you'd leep up out of your seat.

My fingers gently graze the side of your exposed foot.

You'll choke on your words as the waiter still awaits your order. His gaze upon you, eager to start writing it down.

Regaining focus and swallowing hard, you'll try again to speak your order.

Another flash of ticklish sensations through your foot and up your leg, my fingers graze your foot once more.

Half squirming in your seat, half trying to maintain composure. You'll attempt to reel off your order as quickly as you can.

Face flushed, anticipation of the next graze across your foot. Perhaps the top, perhaps under your toes.

You'll only hope I don't as you'd squeal and draw everyone's attention.

You'll finish your order, with the waiter still looking at you.

I'll make you jolt once more, before I start talking and grab his attention. He'll look strained as he seemed to enjoy watching you struggle.

But stealing his attention now, I'll start to order.

My fingers stroke across the top of your bare skin. Your foot shakes as I see you squirm in your seat, blushing at the risk of being seen.

The risk of making a noise and everyone looking straight at you.

The waiter could tell what was happening. Maybe he even saw your foot in my lap. Maybe it's his thing?

Whatever it was, he couldn't help but glance back at you as your eyes connect and you'll blush twice as much.

I'll speak louder and his eyes divert back to me, repeating our orders and walking away.

You'll sit there looking down at the table, in hopes the ground would open and swallow you up... But it doesn't.

At least the worst was over... or so you thought.

The waiter will return and explain they've ran out of the dish you ordered.

"Do you need a few minutes?" He'll asks, looking at you.

The existential dread will kick in when you'll hear me tell him "no" as he waits there for you to look through the menu again.

His eyes beaming on you, you can feel them.

You'll jolt in your seat as my fingers work my way under your toes, eyes fully looking at me.

"Please" you'll say, your lips moving, but no sound will be made.

"Your order miss?" The waiter asks, still waiting.

"Come on honey, you're keeping the nice man waiting" I'll tease.

A look of annoyance will flash upon your face for a moment before it's replaced by a smile and a short giggle escaping your mouth.

My fingers will slightly clench under your toes, as your foot tries to thrash in my lap.

The waiter will smirk and ask again "Miss?"

Fuck it I'll think, as Ill clench my fingers a few more times making you giggle out loud, for a few seconds.

You'll almost fall off your chair, the waiter smirking even more.

"She will just have the salmon" I'll tell him, as he jots it down. Smirking again before he leaves once more.

You'll recover yourself, face glowing red, looking around to see who's attention you had caught.

But thankfully youll have avoided any more. The lowly sound of people chatting away in the background confirms it.

No one had seen your reaction, no one heard you laugh.

I'll release your ankle and you'll quickly move your foot back onto the floor, next to your other foot.

"You're so mean!" You'll tell me. Pouting at what just happened.

"Oh, I'm aware" I'll tell you.

Smiling away to myself I'll think, if only you knew what I had planned for you later 😏

[inkquillwrites]

Something I spend a lot of time thinking about is the psychology of vulnerability and how using it and weaponising it can really heighten someone's level of ticklishness. A huge element of vulnerability comes from being restrained and having sensitive spots exposed, of course, but an underrated trick is to then make use of the space behind the lee.

Make them wait while you circle your prey, assessing their vulnerabilities and deciding how and when you want to start.

Give them time to consider just how helpless those exposed armpits are while you get into the best position to exploit them.

Or keep them guessing as they know the attack is coming, just not where or when...

Anyone else have some favourite underrated aspects of vulnerability?

[h-bananah]

The look on the face of the bottom one!

[inkquillwrites]

Going to hold still for me? No? Looks like you're going to need some "help" with that.

[vacation-rental-by-own-her-favs]

[prettyfdoll]

omg every single thing happening here would fry my brain *~*

My back is genuinely my biggest erogenous zone and my feet are so incredibly ticklish I could not handle this omg

and my two people at the same time too omgomg

[giggle-e]

I’d be a goner 😬

[h-bananah]

Teamwork makes the nightmare work :D

[ticklecouplefr]

She lost her brother's ring, so he hired professional ticklers to tickle her until she was broken…

[h-bananah]

Capturing, tying, stripping tickling... I mean, sure thats all above board. But the verbal teasing here is illegal. I-llegal.

[ticklewolf-deactivated20220222]

[fox-boi-rev]

The fucking worstttttt….sign me up.

[yourlittlettoy]

The poor lee is struggling so desperatelyyyy why is there not even a semblance of mercy!!! 😨😳🫣🫣🫣

[h-bananah]

Oh wow, room to move but no room to move away!

[thebesttorture]

Anticipation

[h-bananah]

Sure, the tickling ones are ok, but I suggest to you that the two with the arms being moved out are the best (worst?)

[ticklecult]

back by popular demand, see what i did there??

[h-bananah]

Today's mind

[yeah-im-into-tickling]

Sometimes the softest touch has the biggest impact.

I'm not saying I don't enjoy wrecking a Lee with an overwhelming tickle attack to their most sensitive spots.

But notice how her nails barely touch her underarms? Just how soft and effortlessly they glide, up and down, over those smooth underarms?

Shes barely making contact, yet the Lee can hardly stand it. It's not violent thrashing, but more of a whimpering squirm.

Like an itch she can't scratch, or a... tickle she can't rub away. All she can do is quietly squirm and whine.

Violent tickle attacks are great, but the soft, spidery-types of tickles can drive you mad. And nothing's worse than having your arms locked in place as someone dances their fingernails softly in your underarms.