Lily haze in los angeles: I'm your ticklee or tickler

[Lily Haze]

Lily Haze in Los Angeles: I'm your ticklee or tickler

I'll be residing in Los Angeles for only a few weeks...

And, yep, I'm accessible for "tickle torment" sessions; I'm functional as your ticklee or tickler (in the event that I'm selected as a ticklee, please keep in mind that I'm a screamer; extremely ticklish).

I'm packing tickle devices (including the vibrating navel/sole drill) and bondage constraints--as well as an abbreviated wardrobe (bikinis, lingerie, schoolgirl ensemble, not much more).

Here's the current venue:

6/11 (Saturday): Open
6/12 (Sunday): Evening is open
6/15 (Wednesday): Open
6/16 (Thursday): Open
6/17 (Friday): Open
6/18 (Saturday): Open
6/19 (Sunday): Open
6/20 (Monday): Open
6/21 (Tuesday): Open

In the event that a private session appeals to you, shoot me a PM; let's have lots of laughs in the City of Angels!

Lily

 

[Lily Haze]

Arriving in Los Angeles, tomorrow

I'm arriving in Los Angeles tomorrow; look forward to convening with TT members for private sessions. Again, I should caution you: I'm a screamer! I'd also require some respite time--to literally breathe--between sessions.

I addressed the following message to a couple of friends:

Pending upon the intensity, tickling can be crippling. Flaying arms and legs, paralyzing jaws--it's not unlike streaking a 100-mile run without pause. Breathless and muscles truly ache. I wrapped a customized video and it was exhausting: ice, battery-operated flosser, "specially ordered feather duster" (shipped by the customer), et al. And these fiendish devices were applied to all of my most sensitive spots. No kidding, I nearly blacked-out (was hoarse from screaming, it was the only option). Pending upon the tormentor, tickling can really, really be torture!

I'm usually engaged for extreme tickling indulgence (not the giggly, recreational stuff); and I like to follow through while I'm still capable of handling it (I'm 21-years-old, a non-smoker and physically robust).

At any rate, shoot me PMs for personal appointments! Take care--

Lily

 

[Lily Haze]

Arrived in L.A.

Already quite fond of this town; did a bit of exploration in the Agora Hills (luscious, chilly breezes drifting into my bared navel. Awesome! And the foliage tickled my soles; however, I was subsequently cautioned to the region's reptile populace. Oops! One of my friends, a female photographer who operates a studio within a stone's throw distance, want to shoot s couple of nudes but I dunno--what kind of snakes are we talking about?). Earlier today, I toured Studio City and indulged in a bit of bellybutton tickling at Jerry's Deli (passing some time with a new girlfriend; all under the booth).

Anyway, finally relaxing poolside in North Hollywood (clad in one of the bikinis usually reserved for private appointments). Was a tad hot (86 degrees) but zip humidity.

Ladies and gents; lemme know if you're up for a private session (I function as the tickleee and/or tickler). Could be gentle or undiluted torture--as the ticklee or tickler, it's your call. Shoot me a PM!

Lily Haze

 

[Lily Haze]

I addressed this latest development to a few of my TT friends...

Yesterday, I drove to the desert (an abbreviated Band Aid bikini proved quite compatible in that torrid environment); shot a video where my hungry abductor ("lost in the terrain for days") ticklishly turned my navel into a soup vessel and oiled my body for a good cooking (of course, I was initially "tenderized" with a thorough tickling). The fiend stirred my bellybutton with a Q-Tip and mercilessly tickled my boobs and pits with a battery-powered flosser! All the action was set within a hot region in Lancaster. My feet were ticklishly served-up as dessert (with whipped cream--now where did this poor, starved guy conveniently find a can of whipped cream in the middle of nowhere?? Dramatic license, I guess). The bondage constraints shrunk as a result of the activity and sweat; perspiration prompted my teeny bikini to peel-off, awash in sweat. absolute delirium.

I'm also working with Tony Sinclair, the founder of California Star (which pioneered "tickle torment" videos like COUNT TICKULA, DOCTOR TICKLESTEIN, FEATHERFACE, et al). COUNT TICKULA is an absolute classic; poor Julia Parton (aka June Bauer) was literally tickled to tears. Absolutely merciless. Off-camera, Tony is a real gentleman; but, when the camera starts to roll, his fondness of the fetish is quite scary!

At any rate, I'm booking private sessions for the duration of the week; L.A. and surrounding areas are on my radar!

Lily

 

[sirragamuffin1]

LA, huh? Lucky fuckin' West coasters.