TinyTickler
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my longest session lasted about an hour and my lee was in lack of better words very very pleased
I wasn't going to respond because I did not think anyone would believe me. Then, I read Sleepy Jean's post. LOL
My longest session was 7 hours. I had 3 Lers and it was non-stop except when they changed my position.
I could barely walk afterwords, had finger bruises all over me and was very hoarse.
DAMN that was fun.
The longest I have ever been tied up has been 7 hours. I wasn't tickled all that time, but it was the most beautiful and sensual experience of my life I must say. It was outside, on a hot summer night, with me tied spread eagle to tent stakes.
The longest tickle session I ever had was close to 48 hours. The only times my hands and feet were both untied in that time was when I had to use the bathroom. I would have my feet untied, but not my hands, to eat (my hands were tied in front of me so I could eat and still remain bound). This was when I was 19...single and childless and free. Ah, those were the days my friend, I thought they'd never end...
Love,
Jean
I wasn't going to respond because I did not think anyone would believe me. Then, I read Sleepy Jean's post. LOL
My longest session was 7 hours. I had 3 Lers and it was non-stop except when they changed my position.
I could barely walk afterwords, had finger bruises all over me and was very hoarse.
DAMN that was fun.
Having a tickle fight for about 9 hours is the longest really, but no where near as intense as I can stop their hands getting at me.
The longest I have ever been tied up has been 7 hours. I wasn't tickled all that time, but it was the most beautiful and sensual experience of my life I must say. It was outside, on a hot summer night, with me tied spread eagle to tent stakes.
The longest tickle session I ever had was close to 48 hours. The only times my hands and feet were both untied in that time was when I had to use the bathroom. I would have my feet untied, but not my hands, to eat (my hands were tied in front of me so I could eat and still remain bound). This was when I was 19...single and childless and free. Ah, those were the days my friend, I thought they'd never end...
Love,
Jean