Hello. 31 year old male, ticklee and tickler, but I prefer being the lee.
Now that that's out of the way, I have a serious question, I'd LOVE to hear responses on.
1. Have you ever wished that you did not have a tickling fetish?
2. DO you wish that you did not hove a tickling fetish.
My tickling fetish started when I was about 5 years old. I had two aunts who would hold me down and tickle me senseless on regular occaisions. Hell, all of my aunts did that. And of course, I'd come slinking back in egging them to do it again after I'd escape.
What. The. Fuck?
FIVE years old and doing that sort of thing?
It gets better. I remember thinking, AT THE AGE OF FIVE, that I would like to be tied up in my underwear and tickled.
Again... What. The. Fuck?
Where the hell do five year olds get this shit? I mean, damn.
Anyway, let me answer my own questions. Yes, I wish that I did not have a tickling fetish. For me it's like having an itch that I can never, ever scratch.
The pinnacle of my tickling was one meeting with one of those pay them and they tickle you type things... I left that event with bruises and floating on air. Yes, she tickled so hard that I bruised. I also bruised myself up struggling. She forced me to beg her to tickle me. She forced me to use the word, "Mistress". I have never liked to even type the word mistress, much less be forced to call someone that.
It was and remains the most erotic thing that I've ever done in my life. Yet I have never masturbated to the thoughts of what happened. During the event, much against my will, I was stripped. I had a feeling that was coming - I don't use safe words and refuse to play with safe words. As long as I'm not killed, I'm fine. Even with all of that erotica, I did not once get an erection during the ordeal. And no, I'm not impotent... not at yanking the noodle 7-10 times a week... Not bad for a 31 year old, eh?
Anyway, even to this day I wish that I didn't have this fetish because it's just this itch that I can never get scratched. I've had some girls tie me up and tickle me before, but none of them, not even the one who left bruises, has ever pushed me beyond my limits to get me into a crying, quivering mass of ultimate begging. I have never had my nerve endings crack from continously sending a signal to escape that is never answered.
Your thoughts?
Now that that's out of the way, I have a serious question, I'd LOVE to hear responses on.
1. Have you ever wished that you did not have a tickling fetish?
2. DO you wish that you did not hove a tickling fetish.
My tickling fetish started when I was about 5 years old. I had two aunts who would hold me down and tickle me senseless on regular occaisions. Hell, all of my aunts did that. And of course, I'd come slinking back in egging them to do it again after I'd escape.
What. The. Fuck?
FIVE years old and doing that sort of thing?
It gets better. I remember thinking, AT THE AGE OF FIVE, that I would like to be tied up in my underwear and tickled.
Again... What. The. Fuck?
Where the hell do five year olds get this shit? I mean, damn.
Anyway, let me answer my own questions. Yes, I wish that I did not have a tickling fetish. For me it's like having an itch that I can never, ever scratch.
The pinnacle of my tickling was one meeting with one of those pay them and they tickle you type things... I left that event with bruises and floating on air. Yes, she tickled so hard that I bruised. I also bruised myself up struggling. She forced me to beg her to tickle me. She forced me to use the word, "Mistress". I have never liked to even type the word mistress, much less be forced to call someone that.
It was and remains the most erotic thing that I've ever done in my life. Yet I have never masturbated to the thoughts of what happened. During the event, much against my will, I was stripped. I had a feeling that was coming - I don't use safe words and refuse to play with safe words. As long as I'm not killed, I'm fine. Even with all of that erotica, I did not once get an erection during the ordeal. And no, I'm not impotent... not at yanking the noodle 7-10 times a week... Not bad for a 31 year old, eh?
Anyway, even to this day I wish that I didn't have this fetish because it's just this itch that I can never get scratched. I've had some girls tie me up and tickle me before, but none of them, not even the one who left bruises, has ever pushed me beyond my limits to get me into a crying, quivering mass of ultimate begging. I have never had my nerve endings crack from continously sending a signal to escape that is never answered.
Your thoughts?
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