So here's the thing. I like my tickling with bondage. Not HARDCORE bondage like individually tied toes, intricate knots and hogties (no aspersions intended whatsoever), but chairs, tables and stocks. And I beg the question of myself why this is so. I know the tickling and the feet things are innate; they've been with me since before I can remember. But there's no rope gene. There's no shackle sequence coded in my DNA. The fact that I like tickling is separate from the WAY I like it best--and it only takes a bit of thought to see how.
This is where the power of images comes in. As a member of the latest generation to be raised on television, I spent a lot of time in front of it. I think it's true of any group that you crave validation and you look where you can for images that reflect you... whether it's tickle fetishists, cultural groups, etc. So it was with me... having no socially acceptable way to express it otherwise, I soaked up every reference I encountered on TV, in the paper, et cetera... and in my day, it was stuff like Ninja Turtles, Where's Waldo, TaleSpin... all concerned with interrogation, punishment, wood and metal. These all made me what I am today. Playful tickling, the impish grab of sides and poking of necks, never crossed these eyes.
And now I come to my point. A cursory look at the forums here tells me I'm not alone. At the risk of generalising, it seems like my entire generation thinks as I do. There's a whole CROP of dungeon mavens forged in the belly of Don Turtelli. That's all well and good for now, but my thoughts turn to those who will succeed us. I look at the mainstream today and the playful stuff seems wall-to-wall. Which, again, is not to say it's bad--it's best to have those images to dream on than none at all--but I am fascinated to see whether the next generation of ticklephiles thinks we're all a bunch of grotto-dwelling sadists.
Maybe I'm looking in the wrong places. Thoughts?
This is where the power of images comes in. As a member of the latest generation to be raised on television, I spent a lot of time in front of it. I think it's true of any group that you crave validation and you look where you can for images that reflect you... whether it's tickle fetishists, cultural groups, etc. So it was with me... having no socially acceptable way to express it otherwise, I soaked up every reference I encountered on TV, in the paper, et cetera... and in my day, it was stuff like Ninja Turtles, Where's Waldo, TaleSpin... all concerned with interrogation, punishment, wood and metal. These all made me what I am today. Playful tickling, the impish grab of sides and poking of necks, never crossed these eyes.
And now I come to my point. A cursory look at the forums here tells me I'm not alone. At the risk of generalising, it seems like my entire generation thinks as I do. There's a whole CROP of dungeon mavens forged in the belly of Don Turtelli. That's all well and good for now, but my thoughts turn to those who will succeed us. I look at the mainstream today and the playful stuff seems wall-to-wall. Which, again, is not to say it's bad--it's best to have those images to dream on than none at all--but I am fascinated to see whether the next generation of ticklephiles thinks we're all a bunch of grotto-dwelling sadists.
Maybe I'm looking in the wrong places. Thoughts?