28 F, I’m submissive and I love clit tickle torture. I love tickle RP - don’t be afraid play with me 😇😇
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Perfect punishment for a needy, bratty Lee (mhm ME). Strip, and completely immobilize me. Blindfold, gag. Arousal gel, on my clit and both nipples. Use either a stiff but soft makeup brush or feather and just circle around my nipples. But never hitting the most sensitive spot. Let the gel make me crave the touch.
In-between my legs, let the brush stroke up and down anywhere but my clit. Circling. But don't touch it. Spread me open with your fingers and blow on my throbbing clit.
Whisper in my ears. Telling me how bad I've been. How you are going to keep torturing your favorite parts of me.
It is up to you at the end if you want to finally give me what I want, but this time, you can not stop. I want you to lose count of how many times you make me cum.
Re apply arousal gel, step back, and leave me spread, feeling the tingling from the gel.
Ultimate princess treatment 🥴🥴💦💦
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I don’t know why, but last days I want nothing more then be tied on gyno chair by crazy doctor and be tickled on my clit with soft brushes and feathers, without mercy and without orgasm.
#cl!t tickling#denial kink#edg!ng#tickle content#tickle fantasy#cl1t torture#denial#tickletorture#tickle thoughts#nsfw tickle comunity
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Imagine, that there is a "spa" where you can order a tickle torture instead of a massage. The idea is absolutely amazing. In the menu, you can also choose your tickler according to what you prefer.
It is interesting to imagine that you will receive a voucher as a gift, but you cannot choose anything yourself. Upon arrival, you will find out that you are booked in this spa for a whole week and the most merciless tickler of all has to "take care" of you. His specialty is clit tickling, when he won't let you climax. He teases you with all-powerful feathers, brushes and every 3 hours he rubs you with oil, after which you are even more sensitive.
After a week with him, you will be completely exhausted, but you will want to do it all over again.
#cl!t tickling#denial kink#edg!ng#tickle content#tickle fantasy#tickle scenarios#tickletorture#tickling#cl1t torture
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Last night I had a crazy dream…
I was prisoner in jail and my punishment was be on my back, tied up with open legs and guardians tickle my helples clit with feathers for hours, but I never reach orgasm…
That was crazy dream, but I want experience this torture. (Even in RP)
#cl!t tickling#tickle content#cl1t torture#edg!ng#sfw tickle community#denial kink#tickle thoughts#tickletorture#denial#tickling#tickle fantasy#tickle scenarios
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My biggest dream is to be tied up, with spread legs and let someone tickle my clit without mercy and orgasm.
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I want to follow more people
reblog or like if you like:
tickling
being tickled
teasing
talking to new people because I love that
a bit of denial
orgasm control
edging
it’s mostly tickling and teasing though
So, yeah, I want to follow more people :)
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I love this idea. Be helples and let them tickle me everyday ❤️❤️
The Tickle Museum
I signed up to work at newly built museum and help out with setting up the new displays. When I first stepped into the building it was empty and dark, I looked around before asking if anyone was here, before I could turn back to the entrance and leave I felt someone behind me and held a rag in front of my face. Everything went black.
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After an unknown amount of time I slowly open my eyes to see a dark room. The only light that was in the room was a small lamp above my head. My mind feels groggy after I woke up so I try to rub my eyes but to no avail. I look around and see that I’ve been bound to a small table. My body was completely naked and my arms & legs were tied up. My mind raced as it thought of why I was here and who would do such a thing. My thoughts were interrupted as I heard a door open and saw someone walk through it. This mysterious figure slowly walked over to me before stepping into the light to look over my naked body. I looked up at them before asking them who they were and why tied me up. They chuckled before introducing themself to be the owner of the museum.
They explained that I signed up to work for them and that my job here was to be an interactive display for the guests. I didn’t understand what they meant by “interactive display”, I’m a human being there’s no way they can hold me here against my will. The owner seemed to know what I was thinking so they pulled out a piece of paper from their blazers pocket and read out the fine print of the job description. My job was to be bound and used as a human display for their tickle museum. I was shocked to hear the words “tickle museum” there’s just no way this guy opened up a museum for the sole purpose to tickle people right?
While I was stuck in thought the owner slowly glided their finger down my inner thigh. I couldn’t help but giggle as they softly scribbled at it. I told them to knock it off but they simply ignored me as they started to comment at how pleased they were to know I was ticklish. They looked at me and asked if I had anymore ticklish spots. Like hell I would tell this guy that! I denied I was ticklish and struggled on my restraints. Since I wasn’t cooperating the owner decided to figure out what spots really made me laugh. They dragged their finger down my inner thigh and then lightly pressed their finger on my pussy lips. They smirked before looking at me and said “you think I didn’t look into you before letting you get the job? I know you have a tickle blog where you go on and on about having such a ticklish little clit and wishing for someone to satisfy that part of you~”
I was shocked they knew that about me. They have to be bluffing there’s no way anyone knew about that blog. Yeah, I wrote a couple things about my tickle kink but there’s just no way this complete stranger knows about it. My thoughts were quickly interrupted by the museum owner when they spread my lips before pulling out a black feather. They spun the feather in between their index finger and thumb before lowering the feather and softly circling it around my clit. I wanted to laugh so bad but I didn’t want to give them the satisfaction of knowing they were right. That feather of theirs danced all over my clit as they cooed about how much they enjoyed seeing my clit throb. I couldn’t help but blush in embarrassment since I enjoyed feeling that feather tickling me and the owner's teasing only made my pussy get wet in excitement. I wanted to laugh and beg them to tickle me more but I wasn’t going to give in to their sick demands. After seeing that I wouldn’t budge, they switched out that feather for an electric toothbrush. The owner turned it on and told me they could fulfill all of my ticklish desires if I simply told them that I was ticklish. A part of me wanted to take that deal but another part of me knew better than to trust this stranger. Before I could even answer them, they quickly placed the toothbrush on my clit, I exploded in laughter at the sudden sensation of those bristles quickly circling around my quivering bud. It felt so good as that electric toothbrush made quick work of tickling me. Out of desperation to make it stop I yelled out that I was ticklish.
The tickling stopped for a second as the owner chuckled in delight knowing that I admitted that I was indeed ticklish. They grinned at me as they immediately turned that electric toothbrush back on and pressed it on the top of my clit. The sensation of those bristles tickling the most sensitive spot of my throbbing bud was driving me insane. All I could think about was how good this tickle torture felt, I almost wished that they would never stop. I could feel myself getting ready to climax and the owner could see that I was close so they licked their middle finger before inserting it into my wet hole and quickly making work of my sweet spot. A huge wave of pleasure washed over my body as my orgasm hit me. The owner turns off the brush and takes out their finger as they appreciate seeing what a mess I've become.
Once I've come back from my senses the owner tells me that I'll be an excellent display for their exhibit and that I'll be a big hit for their museum. Before I could say a word the owner puts a gag into my mouth and whispers in my ear that tickle toys have no need for words when I'll be laughing and moaning for as long as I'm trapped here.
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I had a lot of fun writing this and I'm thinking of possibly making another part or two for this story since there are a lot of scenarios I could make with this concept. But only time will tell~
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