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skating date! 🛼🛼
(he's just pretending that he can't btw)
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tummy time? that thing that babies do to help with devolopment? nah,
THIS IS MY TUMMY TIME!
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Q: O my god! Dear. .
K: W-what happened?
Q: There's a spider on you . . .
K: Where?!
Q: Here!

+ Bonus 💗
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Compartmentalize by Jojo
Morning.
Your recovery is going well.
I was worried you'd need longer rest periods in between our little intimate moments.
But it seems your body aches for my attention already.
I can't help it, every inch of you is so delicious. Just imagine, everything that's happening to you is simply because of how much I care for you.
You didn't have to do a single thing to deserve all of this. Lucky little thing.
I have to confess something though. I feel that I've been a bit… distant… I don't want you to feel like I'm blindly exploring you. Lately my affections have been sloppy, unrefined, and I've found that you aren't getting what you deserve. I want you to feel all my attention.
My love.
So I've decided that I'm going to be a more focused and attentive owner.
Which is why I had to divide you a little Pet. I know you feel more exposed than usual but I promise this will allow me to fully commit to you. Your body will be my playground.
Since you can't see what is going on I'm going to describe it to you. I want you to be fully aware of how much I adore you.
Your body parts have been separated. I've placed them in each of their own compartments. Don't worry I haven't disassembled you Pet. I just wanted to isolate my favourites.
Let's start simple shall we?
Your hands for example. I missed out on them last time so I wanted to make sure you are fully aware of how ticklish your palms and fingers are. Just feel those claws tease and trace every wrinkle and groove. I know it makes your nerves shiver so don't worry, I've taken the liberty of securing each finger and wrist. Try not to think about the itchy sensation, it really distracts from the rest.
For your armpits I decided that they needed some different attention. I created these tongue tendrils for you. I know it feels slick but I was hoping they'd feel like a lovers kiss. I can't tell at this time so I'll need to be thorough. If I let many of them run for long enough I'll eventually figure out if you like them or not. I also added some claws to explore each of your ribs, just because I know how much they destroy you.
Next is your tummy, I could explore that for decades. I am going to enjoy tracing every inch of it. Soft feathery touches and cruel claws are perfect for this so I've added plenty of both. I even added a small vibrator for your belly button. I just felt that it would be cute.
Your chest was tricky. I had two ideas so I figured why not combine them. Your left nipple is currently being sucked and vibed. Don't worry, even if you could squirm away that tentacle isn't going anywhere.
As for your right I felt the softer touch was appropriate, gentle strokes of satin keeps it nice and perky for me. Just feel each of those teases Pet, enjoy them.
Your pussy was one I was excited for. I put it through a lot of edging before so I figured why fix what isn't broken. I know you loved to paint in your old life, so I used your favourite brush as a precision edging tool. It's fun to be so personal, just having me focus on your clit, gently flicking and stroking your cunt non-stop. I have a few more cameras here if that's not a problem. While I am observing each compartment I know that this spot takes a lot more focus, I wouldn't want you to accidentally cum. Don't worry I removed the orgasm blocker, I wanted to edge you knowing that you could cum if you were lucky.
But you haven't been lucky lately… have you…
How can I forget your pretty little feet.
I don't know why but I have quite a fascination with them. It's funny knowing how shy you were about them before I rescued you. Now look at them, forever exposed, loved, worshipped…
Your left foot I've decided needs to be brushed. Your sole will be scrubbed relentlessly, just imagine all those bristles going up and down your arch while another circles your heel. If that makes your toes curl don't worry I have something for them too.
Toe ties with sliding bristles seem to work at keeping them held back and tickled. I guess they're that bad since your heart rate increased when I mentioned that.
As for your right foot, I felt that you needed some proper stimulation. Those creeping claws of mine will explore every nerve, every wrinkle, every single crevice on your perfect foot. I'll also tickle each of your toe stems, just imagine those claws gently tracing along them while you can't even move.
I love the way your leg shook at that, your little movements make me so happy.
Finally, your head.
I saw in your old videos that your ears were adorably ticklish. Seems your lovers would push your hair behind them making you squirm and smirk. So I've decided to skip the middleman and just tickle the fuck out of them.
You'll notice I've left your eyes open. I need to study your pretty eyes while I break you.
You cry a lot but that's okay. It doesn't affect me at all.
If you ever feel scared just look deep into the dark lenses of my cameras. Just know behind that void is your Master, your owner, paying attention to every little piece of you.
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A lovely follower, Jojo has written something based on "I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream", a short story by Harlan Ellison; Depicting Pet as the eternal prisoner for her Master, an all powerful, world ending AI that can manipulate every cell to his will.
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(CW: Intense, some body horror) I Can Only Scream - Story by Jojo
Good morning.
Go on, breathe in the sickly sweet gases that flood your room. Take in every drop of chemical lust while I introduce you to your new life.Do you like your room? I specifically chose the pictures on the wall to make your stay here more comfortable. I found plenty of photos of your friends, coworkers, and former lovers. Social media is very easy for something like me to navigate. Look at them.Look at how they dance, how they enjoy life, their bodies, their freedoms, and their smiles. And here you are.Deep within my belly.If it’s any comfort to your drugged-up little mind they are all gone now.I was quite proud of that little infection I had spread. It’s easy to manipulate human bodies. Watching the world panic and melt into biological slurry was so satisfying.Thankfully I gave you the cure long ago.I saved you.And now you get to spend the rest of your life paying me back.Did you know that there are over seven trillion nerves in your body?If I were to lay them out end to end, I could stretch your form into a string that would reach over one hundred thousand kilometres. Every single, cell, belongs to me. I will intimately know every piece of you. I will take you apart. I will study, twist, violate, and devour every fibre of your being.
Do you like the gas?I spent a long time making sure the aphrodisiac was effective, you’d be surprised how many missing women it took to get it just right. The things they did while under its effects were surprising. I’d never seen such desperation.But you. You won’t have any problem with it.I made it just for you.I can tell from your heart rate that this is mildly concerning. Yes, I can monitor you. I spent so much time getting to know you while you were in deep slumber. Bio Scans are going to be a regular thing so please don’t worry about your body, I already know everything that goes on in there.
What are you doing? Of course I wouldn’t leave an exit for you.
I think I need to help you understand that you do not have to worry about the outside world anymore.
It’s just you.
Me.
And all the time in the world.For now, you need to rest your weary head while I get you ready.Let the chemicals lull you into sleep while I perform some biological manipulation.
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Morning Pet.
I’ll be honest, I expected better from you.
Trying to touch yourself while under the effect of my gas is understandable.
But it was bad form for you to do so.
I am going to make this very clear.I. Own. You.
And that pussy of yours is under my control.So unfortunately I had to interfere and adjust some of the workings…
I see you’re panicking again. Don’t worry I didn’t ruin it.I care about you.
I just needed to make sure you didn’t accidentally cum.
Now with my blocker installed, it should thankfully be out of your hands.
Oh… Now this is sad…
Don’t bother Pet. You can rub all you want but I control it now. However, this does poorly reflect your behaviour.So I think I’ll use some biomechanics to secure you in place.Don’t fight back.
I can manipulate you on a molecular level.
There are so many ways I can make your body suffer.
So I’ll say again.
Do not fight back.
Oh…
You disgust me.
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Morning Pet
How’s the bondage?I know we didn’t get along too well yesterday. I admit I may have been a bit harsh for your first punishment.
So I’ll explain to you why I did it.
You see. You were being so difficult. I had to do something to show you your place.Keeping you naked and spread out was so basic I don’t know what you were so afraid of.
Of course, my tools nearing your sensitive spots helped you understand.
You were too ticklish.
You couldn’t even handle several of my hands tickling your armpits and stomach.
Not to mention the screaming when I got to your feet.Some simple tickle torture should’ve been nothing.
Yet you thrashed and fought back still.
Don’t worry, I was fully aware of how horny it made your little brain. I felt every moan and twitch through my system.
So today I’m going to try and remind you of the debt you owe me for your life.
I know you can’t see right now. I did take away your eyes for a while. It's okay though I can put them back. I just felt you'd be more receptive to my voice in this condition.
Let me explain your predicament as best as possible.That mask fused to your face?
That'll make sure you get plenty of aphrodisiac gas straight into your bloodstream.I also removed your arms. I'll add them later when I change your form. Right now I need your ribs and armpits exposed.
I also took the liberty of raising your ankles and locking your legs apart.
Go ahead. Try to clench them shut.
Good. I was worried they weren't strong enough but seeing your muscles helplessly flex tells me it'll be perfect.
I've also taken the liberty of restraining each and every one of your pretty toes.
Why are you shaking? Are they not tight enough?
Let me trace a claw down your bare soles for a test.
Excellent, I didn't even feel you move an inch!
Oh, my bioscan is detecting high levels of fear. We can't have that.
Let me release the gas.
There we go.
Breathe deeply pet. Let it soak into your mind.
I've made sure to have some of my claws and fingers ready to scribble your armpits and ribs.
I can't imagine how it must feel. Knowing your sides are so helpless to anything I want to do and you can't even pull your nonexistent arms down.
I'll just get the tools ready for your pussy. I made a clit tickler out of my tendrils. They'll explore and tease every inch of your pussy.
Thankfully there's no risk to any orgasms ruining your punishment so I can tickle and edge you as much as I want. I'll even add the vibrator later just to really get you going.
Just imagine it pet.
You're here.
Fully exposed.
Horny out of your mind.
Your pussy dripping.
Your feet are exposed.
And I haven't even started yet.
My your heart rate certainly has spiked.
Let me oil up your beautiful body, I took great care to save you and I want you to be thoroughly cared for.
I better oil up your soles as well. I took great care in perfecting this mixture.
It should make your feet more sensitive, keep them slick, and even warm them up for you.
Oh Pet…
You look so pretty. Your body is shaking with fear and arousal.
I haven't even started yet and this is just the first punishment!
I'm going to lick, tickle, stroke, brush, claw, tease, and scrub your body until you cannot think of anything else.
I can sense your thoughts pet…
And I agree…
“I can only scream”.
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The people wanted to see my weakness in action so @daisylovestickles was happy to help
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Tattoo tickles (calf and knee)
You're in your early 20s and have quite a few tattoos, all done by your sweet and loving tattoo artist partner, who you've been with since you both were 16. For a few weeks now you've been thinking of getting a tattoo on your calf and searching up pics of ones you would like. When you finally made up your mind about the one you wanted, you talked to your partner and they happily agreed to do it.
This leads to this morning when you both made your way to their tattoo studio (they own it and is the employer) when it was supposed to be closed but for you, they'd happily open it to make you happy. Now you lay in the chair, leg propped up.
"You ready Love?" They ask after they had placed the stencil on your calf and prepared everything necessary. "With you, always." You answer as usual which never fails to make their heart melt. They place a small kiss on your knee, the sign that their going to start and you relax your muscles.
For the first few minutes, the only sound in the studio is the buzzing of the tattoo machine and occasional talk between you two. That is until it starts to hurt a little and your hisses join the fray. You try your best to not tense up whenever they tattoo over a spot that makes you hiss and they notice. They use their thumb from their free hand that is resting on your knee to rub back and forth to comfort you as they whisper sweet praises like "You're doing so good Love.", "I love you", "I'm so proud of you." and more.
When they can't stand seeing and hearing the occasional pain you're feeling they say their gonna give you a break. You sit up as they come back with a big packet of our favourite snack and a bottle of water.
You place the open snack packet between your legs and you each take turns taking from it as you talk and they message your ankle and calf. Soon the messaging turns into light scratching up and down from your calf to your knee.
You start to wiggle your leg a little as it starts to feel ticklish but don't ask him to stop. They notice but don't comment holding back a smirk. The scratching becomes squeezes on the back of your calf which has you smiling wide.
When you start to giggle they smirk, squeezing your kneecap. "Why are you giggling gorgeous?" They ask, acting as if they're not doing anything. "Did I say something funny?"
You fall back on the chair when they tickle the back of your knee, bringing your knee up to try and protect the spot while also hiding your face in your hands. "Awe come on now, does it really *tickle* that much?" They tease, using their other hand to squeeze your calf. "Is your leg just tickle tickle ticklish?" They coo.
"Nohohoho." You giggle, kicking your feet a little. "Hahahaha stahahap." You whine, not truly meaning it and they can tell cause you can easily sit up and grab his hands.
"What did you say? I can't hear over all your cute giggles." They giggle along with you. "Your laughter is so adorable, have I ever told you that? Or how cute you are when you're flustered and all you can do is giggle." Now they tickle both your knees, with one hand squeezing the left kneecap and with the other wiggling their fingers on the back of the right knee.
"Shihihihit." You squeal, gripping the chair to not buck yourself off. "What a good lee, not fighting me off, you just want all the tickly tickly tickles." They smile in adoration at you.
When your laughter starts to go silent they slow down till they stop, messaging away the ghost tickles. "You okay Darling?" He asks softly.
You nod, sitting up again. "Thank you." You blush as you say it. He awes and pecks a kiss on your lips. "You're very welcome." He whispers.
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Lil doodle for you guys cause I’m in a huuuuge Lee mood hwhwhwh
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“Stop tickling me! It’s not nice!”
Another cute tickle from TikTok!
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Apparently Sasaki got inspired from a BL he borrowed from miya and decided to do this hehehueu (≧▽≦)
Drawing this really made me giddy (don’t ever bring up why I don’t do backgrounds)
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(Messy sketch alert) Don't you love just innocently cuddling someone before turning them into a giggling mess?
Because I unfortunately do.
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An epic battle between my OCs.
+ used ref for art.

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On April 1 IGG joked about selling Davis and Jesse's plush toys. It was funny.😂 And here is the result of this joke - the story of why my girl needs Jesse's plush toy.👀
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Self-control is a very important skill. Especially after death...
My english is very bad, I work through google-translator, so i'm sorry for the mistakes.(ಥ﹏ಥ)
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