TickleLee's Doom has come and passed

[TickleLee]

Well, it happened!

Before I can tell you about it though, I want to say something about the difference between fantasy and reality.

I DO consider tickling fantasy to be sexually arousing. Tickling reality has never been sexual for me. Nor do I think it ever will be. I should have made that point a while back. The diffenece between fantasy and reality is tremendous. In my fantasies people can be tickled hard for minutes on end. In my reality I found that I became desensitised after maybe 3 minutes of ultra intense tickling.

Some say that this is the let-down that many experience when they finally live out a fantasy. I can say that my experience was NOT a let down and that the reality, though different than the fantasy, was MUCH better than the fantasy. MUUUUCH better.

Oh... and being a 'lee is VERY HARD! HUG your Ticklees! Hug them REAAALY tightly for a LOOONG time! ESPECIALLY if you're mostly 'ler and not 'lee.

I'm going to write this out as part II of Ticklelee's doom. It will still be the truth of what happened because there were two ladies present. Though one only participated thoroughly in the tickling. The other spent most of the time holding me down.

I had worried myself literally physically ill the night before the tickling. I nearly threw up in anxiety. Then, the day dawned and I went over to her place and went in. I was SHAKING when I went in and it was obvious...

What I went through was about as intense as my first time skydiving. I WAS tickled gently for a while, then it built up... then I would go numb... then different things were done to me while numb to get my body sensitive again... then the begging would commence again, tears nearly in my eyes, and the tickling would begin again... over and over this cycle repeated until I was finally released. My two words on release were: "Thank you..." And they were breathlessly said.

Oh, and during the tickling I had a mirror over me. I could plainly see the desperate look in the eyes of the poor bastard in the mirror. Ticklees DO have that look when we get desperate and try to get loose.

Any of you who have not been through a tickling, I strongly suggest looking into making a road trip to one of the dungeons you can find on the net. The experience is incredible. Though I can barely walk today due to sore muscles, I'd do it again if the opportunity presented itself.

And go for 3 hours of tickling. One to find your spots, one to work you up, and one to drive you well beyond your limits. *grin* I only had two, but if there ever is a next time it will be three.

Ah, one last bit - Someone asked where they wish they were ticklish. I wish I were more ticklish on my feet... But, I'm not that ticklish there. I AM ticklish there, but I don't completely freak and scream when tickled ther. My torso though... And the sides of my waist are by far the most ticklish.

And Bill Cosby is right - we can walk with out behinds.

 

[milagros317]

I'm glad to hear that your multiple-ticklers session has actually happened.😀

Looking forward to reading a desription in Part II.

 

[Oddjob0226]

I KNEW you'd survive! And you even mentioned a "next time"! The 1st time I got it I was terrified, and actually 'broke' to the to the point where I would have done anything to make it stop. But I've been going back for more ever since. The 1st time is always the worst (still haven't been fully spread eagled yet, the idea scares me too much...) Well done!

 

[TickleLee]

I KNEW you'd survive! And you even mentioned a "next time"! The 1st time I got it I was terrified, and actually 'broke' to the to the point where I would have done anything to make it stop. But I've been going back for more ever since. The 1st time is always the worst (still haven't been fully spread eagled yet, the idea scares me too much...) Well done!

I broke not during the 1st part of the torture (I was tied spread eagled to the floor). She had to move me because I was dragging the cross my feet were secured to across the floor and threatening to topple the "massage table" that I was pinned to.

I broke soon as my arms were secured above my head in arm binders and I had ropes all over the place keeping me from moving much. On the first tickle I broke. I WOULD have done anything to get her to stop. It was sooo intense. I was scared to death every time she came near me, begging, whining, wimpering... REALLY wimpering badly. So much that she started to tease me about it - "You're not going anywhere. You thought you were going home today? Oh noooo. You're going to be here with me for a good long while."

I about lost it when she said that. Then came the begging again - "Puhleaaaaase? Please let me go? I'll do anything you want!" She completely ignored me when I did this which made it worse when she came back. I'll be back again for more. She wants to do the total immobility thing and tickling... Oh, and she granted my wish for no safe word. Which made it MUCH more intense knowing that I couldn't do anything during the more viscious tickling which went on and on and on...

I still say ticklers who have a regular ticklee should HUG them tightly. It's SOOO hard to submit to being tied up knowing what's coming. However my umm... "mistress" (I still hate that damn word but I was definitely forced to use it) wouldn't take any crap. Considering I gave her carte blanche with my body I was scared of a paddle coming out so when she got stern I would very reluctantly obey.

I've never known such fear in my life save for the other ones I've faced. I am going to have to confess to her that I figured out how to fool her into stopping. I just would stop struggling as long as I could, close my eyes, and let out a looong gasp of air. But I didn't figure that out until about the last 15 minutes of my session.

It was also really cool to see what I looked like tied up in the mirror overhead. I didn't look that bad! 😀

The begging was sooo sincere. And she DID force me to beg her to tickle me! I fought that as long as I could (about 10 seconds). It blew my mind to shreds to have to say it.

I _love_ being tickled. *grin* And I tip my hat to the other male 'lees here who have submitted to a viscious tickling. I'll prolly have another go at it in a month or two but this time for a good deal longer (3 hours). I'll also ask to be gagged this time. I wanna whine through a gag. hehehe...

On another note, I found the experience extremely liberating as well. Those in society who condemn us for our tickling fascination have just no clue what it's like to totally lose control. What goes through our minds as our arms are hoisted over our heads... What happens when our eyes go desperate and pleading... What it's like when we scream out under someone's well placed touch... It's SUCH a rush! I REALLY hope that tickling continues it's nice bounding into "normalcy".

Ooooh - AND she harped on the fact that I had no safe word while she was securing my limbs. I blushed at the fact and really freaked and did the classic moving towards the door thing.

Speaking of "normalcy", one of the ladies that was supposed to come with me to the tickling really freaked me out when she told me that I was "weird". She did this the night before I went to the tickling. SHE has lost all self disclosure privaleges with me. Weird indeed. She just has no clue what a real gift being a 'lee or 'ler is. NONE. She was a bit pissy when she said it (PMS), but when it comes to self disclosure it only takes one breach of trust like that to ruin it for eternity. She's been relegated to a "good" friend but not a friend that I will share intimate details of my mind and life with. "Weird" indeed. I think it's quite healthy. And I'm GLAD I'm celibate... She thinks that's "weird" as well. Name calling is always a sign of poor mental maturity. Anyone who has ever been on the usenet can attest to that. Imagine - 29 years old and resorting to that to deal with PMS... A real shame and no wonder she can't keep a b/f. I told her that I chickened out. She doesn't deserve to know these intimate details any longer. She even called the paddles I described in this lady's dungeon (she had at least $2000 worth of paddles alone) as, "gross". 'Tis a real shame about her. I thought more highly of her but she's clearly demonstrated that she is NOT marriage material as I had described her before. I also suspect that she doesn't believe I didn't go through with it, but oh well. She will NEVER know the truth. On a deeper level, she has no clue what _T_ruth is either.

I haven't told my other friend (who knows about me and tickling) about the session. However I'm considering buying her a session with this woman as a gift. ;-) She'd love it.

I gotta hit the bed now... And I hope to finish my detailed recollection of the event tomorrow evening.

PS: Yes, I love to write!

 

[milagros317]

"She will NEVER know the truth" unless she reads your post here.
Are you sure she won't?

 

[TickleLee]

"She will NEVER know the truth" unless she reads your post here.
Are you sure she won't?

Yeap. What I've written is a bit vague. And there's plenty of other ticklephiles in this state. ;-)

I initially had links to my homepage and whatnot, but those have been removed. 😀

It _could_ happen, but the evidence it's me isn't enough. She doesn't even have a good grip on my writing style.

Hehe.

I reiterate that with comments like that, PMSing or not, she has lost all privaledges to self disclosure from me.