There’s something significantly worse about being held down but tickled slow and soft.
It’s like slowly revving the engine to warm it up.
You know how much worse it’s going to get. But you don’t know when. And despite your best efforts you are already a giggling mess so now you’ll have no defenses for when it comes.
So you get tricked by the soft tickles while at the same time anxiously waiting for you to be destroyed.
Cause you know…. It’s coming.







