Bagelfather
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The return to Faire after a 5 year hiatus!
I work with a swiss pike mercenary group (not affiliated with the SCA) who does Renaissance faires in the San Diego area (one weekend gigs). Besides being a group of mercenary pike wielding maniacs we also raise money for charity. The charity is a branch of the San Diego Children's hospital called "Saint Judes" (named after the patron saint of course).
For our charity we will allow fair participants and visitors to arrest anyone on whatever charge they wish to be brought before the Magistrate (that's me) for a mere $5.00 (all proceeds go to the charity minus the costs of printing the warrants and some minor supplies). The charge can be anything
Wearing too much clothing in public
Not wearing enough clothing in public
Stealing someone's heart
Being a bad influence
Heresey
Welching on a debt, etc. etc.
The suspect is then found guilty and put into the stockades as all suspects are considered guilty otherwise they wouldn't be suspects.
Normally we charge the crowd to throw stone rocks or invite them to come and torment the criminal mastermind imprisoned in the stocks. We didn't have foam rocks this year so it was simply torment. The two most common forms of torment are tickling and spanking or flogging. We don't go out to hurt those in our charge (unless they beg for more, and some did) but we have to make sure justice prevails.
Man or woman would stand in the stocks head bent forward, arms locked in place while I and the guards would help encourage the crowd (especially children) to come forth and tickle the victims.
Now mind you, being a fair magistrate I had to be sure that I had a hand in the law so to speak. As I am not into m/m tickling I volunteered for the fairest and cutest of maidens. Oh such the burden is mine to have on my shoulders, it is almost too much I say.
There weren't pictures taken of all the victims and I'm still waiting for film to develop and digital pictures to be sent to me. Hopefully, a few of the faire goers I gave my card to will send me pictures. I will announce when they are up.
Before I describe some of the ticklish victims I would like to plug the Next Faire which is in Escondido's Felicita Park on Saturday November 2 and Sunday November 3rd of this year (I was just at the Balboa Park Faire).
Memorable tickles from the faire:
The first was a blonde haired lady, very cute wearing blue jeans and a blue sleeveless shirt. Her boyfriend had her put in the stocks, I believe it was for not being lewd enough. As are most our guests the stay is short (2 to 5 minutes max) but I do say she shreiked like a banshee when the feather went under her armpit or when my friend Julie offered up a sole for the magistrate and I raked first feather then fingers while she danced about on one foot. Julie btw, is a very close friend (non tickling/sexual) but she is in fact my Mole Queen!
Next memorable was what I call the freaky family. I am not sure who was a friend and who was family, or whom was related to whom. At first the lady (in her early 50s) came to sign a warrant on the guys once she saw the fun in the stocks and then they signed warrans on her (they were in their 20s to 30s, a litte bit chubby probably from the Phillapines). One gu was charged with hogging the covers and the other for flatulance. The woman was charged with gossip. Spanking were done but the main torture was tickling. She got right in their and tickled on their backs and went up front and tickled their ribs as they howled with laughter and danced. I chose the order for punishment and made sure she went last (revenge is sweet). I took great pleasure in helping the men (no job too small i say) as I took one side and one took the other and attacked her ribs while the other tickled her neck and legs. We had her going for a while (almost 3 min) and stopped mainly because another arrest was there. She had very tender ribs...mmmm
The most unusual arrest, the kind that would make a tickler fall to his knees and go "oh lord... thanketh thee for thy tickling bounty!" came on Sunday. One of the nobles saw 3 young ladies (looked about 18 or 19 years old) wearing midriff bearing clothing with open toed shoes and that flat trim belly that makes your fingers ache as you walk past. She realized how improperly dressed they were, harlots walking about the faire and with the help of another from one of the other encampments noticed how her toe nails were painted black, surely a sign of the plague. The two women somehow convinced them to come to the court and told of the crimes and asked what could be done. There was no fee paid but a crowd was gathering at watching people of different groups play. I of course found them all guilty.
The memory still brings a tear to my eye
.
The first was a lean blonde with small breasts wearing a shear shirt that was nearly see through and her midriff exposed by the flimsy shirt and low hung jeans. First I got two kids to help tickler her neck and ears and she went into giggling fits. Next I ran a feather around her waist and belly and she was shaking from side to side trying to get away, to no avail. I then just let my fingers do the wandering on her belly while a child tried to assault her toes with a long feather.
I couldn't spend too long as we had 2 other gals waiting and an arrest would surely come soon (it was a planned one playing with one of the groups). So I asked the crowd if she had enough and they said yes, and so the next one came into the stocks. A brunette with a little more meat on her bones (not by much), black painted toe nails and less belly and hip exposed. It did not take long before Julie had to hold her legs still so I could assault her hips and sides. I thought she might bounce ouf of the stocks.
Time was running out so the asian gal was next. I wish we had taken her purse off because it was hard to get under her right underarm. The left one was most vulnerable and she had the loudest laugh of all.
Oh it was a merry faire, how I miss being in a position such as this. And my fellow group members wonder if I get bored sitting up their all day if only they knew 😉
(please do not correct any spelling errors, I've been up all day due to an early flight, and I don't have any pictures so please don't beg for them, they will be posted when they are posted, terms and conditions subject to change, not valid in Vermont or other communist states).
I work with a swiss pike mercenary group (not affiliated with the SCA) who does Renaissance faires in the San Diego area (one weekend gigs). Besides being a group of mercenary pike wielding maniacs we also raise money for charity. The charity is a branch of the San Diego Children's hospital called "Saint Judes" (named after the patron saint of course).
For our charity we will allow fair participants and visitors to arrest anyone on whatever charge they wish to be brought before the Magistrate (that's me) for a mere $5.00 (all proceeds go to the charity minus the costs of printing the warrants and some minor supplies). The charge can be anything
Wearing too much clothing in public
Not wearing enough clothing in public
Stealing someone's heart
Being a bad influence
Heresey
Welching on a debt, etc. etc.
The suspect is then found guilty and put into the stockades as all suspects are considered guilty otherwise they wouldn't be suspects.
Normally we charge the crowd to throw stone rocks or invite them to come and torment the criminal mastermind imprisoned in the stocks. We didn't have foam rocks this year so it was simply torment. The two most common forms of torment are tickling and spanking or flogging. We don't go out to hurt those in our charge (unless they beg for more, and some did) but we have to make sure justice prevails.
Man or woman would stand in the stocks head bent forward, arms locked in place while I and the guards would help encourage the crowd (especially children) to come forth and tickle the victims.
Now mind you, being a fair magistrate I had to be sure that I had a hand in the law so to speak. As I am not into m/m tickling I volunteered for the fairest and cutest of maidens. Oh such the burden is mine to have on my shoulders, it is almost too much I say.
There weren't pictures taken of all the victims and I'm still waiting for film to develop and digital pictures to be sent to me. Hopefully, a few of the faire goers I gave my card to will send me pictures. I will announce when they are up.
Before I describe some of the ticklish victims I would like to plug the Next Faire which is in Escondido's Felicita Park on Saturday November 2 and Sunday November 3rd of this year (I was just at the Balboa Park Faire).
Memorable tickles from the faire:
The first was a blonde haired lady, very cute wearing blue jeans and a blue sleeveless shirt. Her boyfriend had her put in the stocks, I believe it was for not being lewd enough. As are most our guests the stay is short (2 to 5 minutes max) but I do say she shreiked like a banshee when the feather went under her armpit or when my friend Julie offered up a sole for the magistrate and I raked first feather then fingers while she danced about on one foot. Julie btw, is a very close friend (non tickling/sexual) but she is in fact my Mole Queen!
Next memorable was what I call the freaky family. I am not sure who was a friend and who was family, or whom was related to whom. At first the lady (in her early 50s) came to sign a warrant on the guys once she saw the fun in the stocks and then they signed warrans on her (they were in their 20s to 30s, a litte bit chubby probably from the Phillapines). One gu was charged with hogging the covers and the other for flatulance. The woman was charged with gossip. Spanking were done but the main torture was tickling. She got right in their and tickled on their backs and went up front and tickled their ribs as they howled with laughter and danced. I chose the order for punishment and made sure she went last (revenge is sweet). I took great pleasure in helping the men (no job too small i say) as I took one side and one took the other and attacked her ribs while the other tickled her neck and legs. We had her going for a while (almost 3 min) and stopped mainly because another arrest was there. She had very tender ribs...mmmm
The most unusual arrest, the kind that would make a tickler fall to his knees and go "oh lord... thanketh thee for thy tickling bounty!" came on Sunday. One of the nobles saw 3 young ladies (looked about 18 or 19 years old) wearing midriff bearing clothing with open toed shoes and that flat trim belly that makes your fingers ache as you walk past. She realized how improperly dressed they were, harlots walking about the faire and with the help of another from one of the other encampments noticed how her toe nails were painted black, surely a sign of the plague. The two women somehow convinced them to come to the court and told of the crimes and asked what could be done. There was no fee paid but a crowd was gathering at watching people of different groups play. I of course found them all guilty.
The memory still brings a tear to my eye
.The first was a lean blonde with small breasts wearing a shear shirt that was nearly see through and her midriff exposed by the flimsy shirt and low hung jeans. First I got two kids to help tickler her neck and ears and she went into giggling fits. Next I ran a feather around her waist and belly and she was shaking from side to side trying to get away, to no avail. I then just let my fingers do the wandering on her belly while a child tried to assault her toes with a long feather.
I couldn't spend too long as we had 2 other gals waiting and an arrest would surely come soon (it was a planned one playing with one of the groups). So I asked the crowd if she had enough and they said yes, and so the next one came into the stocks. A brunette with a little more meat on her bones (not by much), black painted toe nails and less belly and hip exposed. It did not take long before Julie had to hold her legs still so I could assault her hips and sides. I thought she might bounce ouf of the stocks.
Time was running out so the asian gal was next. I wish we had taken her purse off because it was hard to get under her right underarm. The left one was most vulnerable and she had the loudest laugh of all.
Oh it was a merry faire, how I miss being in a position such as this. And my fellow group members wonder if I get bored sitting up their all day if only they knew 😉
(please do not correct any spelling errors, I've been up all day due to an early flight, and I don't have any pictures so please don't beg for them, they will be posted when they are posted, terms and conditions subject to change, not valid in Vermont or other communist states).
Seriously, that really is cool, and you can say what you want about Vermont (I've never been there, either), but California IS a communist state, smoking in bars is banned here! Fortunately, I don't go to bars or smoke 
