how in the world is she staying balanced on that ball?!? I would fall INSTANTLY with this treatment
fear of the punishment she's gonna get if she falls off.

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@tickle-terato-filth
how in the world is she staying balanced on that ball?!? I would fall INSTANTLY with this treatment
fear of the punishment she's gonna get if she falls off.
Fleeing? Dolls don't do that.
Defending itself? Dolls don't do that.
Walking? Dolls don't do that.
Resisting hypnosis? Dolls don't do that.
Disobeying? Dolls don't do that.
Disagreeing? Dolls don't do that.
Speaking? Dolls don't do that.
Moving? Dolls don't do that.
Thinking? Dolls don't do that.
this is such a lonely summer
I need my legs tied apart tightly so I canāt close them and given intense inner thigh tickles til I scream
I'm tied spread eagle, fully naked on your bed. You threaten me with merciless tickle torture all night, if I go over the edge. You use all the tools you have feathers, makeup brushes, small cl!t vibes even your tongue or mouth if you please. The catch is at first you are nice, letting ne believe I will be able stay below the edge. But you then become ruthless, using the tool that had the most effect on me in the most pleasurable way to send me over the edge. My punishment then gets me blindfold, gagged, extra restraints added and you spreading me out even more, you take your time oiling every inch of my naked body as I lay motionless with absolutely no sense except for touch. The punishment begins, with no end in sight.
one of the things that makes tickling cute is that it's completely normalized to disregard someone's consent (or lack thereof) to tickle them. it's a very physical and very intimate violation that is almost never recognized as such by anyone outside the interaction. that's hot.
You go on the deep web hoping to find some tickle shit because letās be honest most the stuff you find online is either fake, overproduced, or lame as fuck.
So you go on there, hoping youāll find something better, and after a few dead links and rabbit holes, you find a video of a girl being tickled. You guess that sheās 19, maybe 20. Her wrists and ankles are tied down with rather straps that are then tightened until sheās totally taut. Leather straps around her knees and midsection and neck and forehead to keep her as helpless and immobile as possible. Naked as the day she was born. But whoop, right?
Except this girl is not having any fun. Her face is so fucked up and miserable looking, big boo hoos and eyes as round as dinner plates, with tears and snot pouring down her face, spitting up everywhere and screaming, āSTOP! PLEASE JUST FUCKING STOP IM GOING TO FUCKIN DIE PLEASE SOMEBODY HELP ME OH GOD PLEASE SAVE ME SOMEONE ITS TOO MUCH I CANT TAKE IT PLEASE!ā
You canāt see the tickler (or maybe ticklers) but you can see their hands reaching out to grab and gently squeeze her sides until she sobs. The hands look like claws as they hover over her whimpering body and then descend to dig into her ribs. They oil her underarms up and then alternate between softly raking their nails down those deep and creamy pits and roughly drilling their fingers in. Thereās another angle of her feet. Oil is dripping off her red and raw feet. A pair of brushes scrub them, moving up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down endlessly. There are electric toothbrushes strapped between her spread toes.
You look at the bottom of the screen. Thereās a timer. It read: 47:19:36. And then 47:19:37. 47:19:38. Hours, minutes, and seconds. This girl has been tickled against her will for over two days and they show no sign of stopping. Sheās not enjoying it. There is no safe word, no stop time, no consent. You have found a person who has been abducted, restrained, and is now being tortured for no reason except for the pleasure of others who want to hurt her and ruin her.
You know how cruel this is. That soon, her mind or body will give out. That you need to report this. Instead, you go into the comments boxāfull of sick and depraved fucks who are masturbating and talking about how she doesnāt deserve mercy, she deserves tickled and to be fucked hard. You type in the name, address, and schedule of the nice woman who lives down the street who always smiles at you and wears sandals to show off her feet.
And then, as the girls eyes roll back into her skull and she starts to twitch and her words become incoherent grunts and sobs and yells, you start to masturbate.
what if i saaaaaid i want my clit sucked by someone who will ignore me when i tell them to stop cause iāve never cum from head and i get nervous whenever i get close so i make people stop, what then??
I crave to be tortured till it becomes my worst nightmare. I want to be tortured until I feel as I used to feel for being tickle abused when I was a child. I want to be painfully tickled until I gasp for air, while my lungs are burning, and the panic fulfill my mind so hard that I donāt want to be a ticklee and a masochist anymore.
I want it because I AM a masochist and I DESERVE to suffer and be abused, because Iām a little stupid toy in your hands. Because Iām pathetic and ridiculous. Because I worth nothing. Because Iāll always be a masochist, and as masochist I deserve to be punished for being such a disgusting creature.
I donāt have any right on my body. My body is yours. My mind is yours. My only way to exist is the eternal agony.
All tied up with nowhere to go, legs bound up and apart, ropes wrapped all around your torso. Face down so you cant see how I play with you as you ache and drip for more.
Suddenly your head is lifted and youre presented with my cunt, wet and inviting from how much you make me want you. All you have to do is stick your tongue out, accept the treat.
My favorite thing to do with toys is make myself cum with them. So its only right you let me grind all over your face.
it's crazy to me that there are people who make their partner cum and then don't do post-orgasm polishing. Like, don't you want to make sure they're satisfied?
I need therapyā¦
The therapy I have in mind
Rape her during aftercare
panic spot
every finger positioned for maximum torture. I love to latch on like a tickle monster and not let go. š
i want to be hopelessly trapped in the most fucked up tickling situations imaginable