To say that I love tickling might just be the understatement of the century- I’ve often wondered whether it’s in my DNA. It’s just so multifaceted, thrilling and sensual. I love the dichotomy of tickling- how something so innocent and gentle can be so cruel, powerful and utterly unbearable. I love the subtle ironies and tantalising mind games.
From a ler point of view it’s very simple. I love the teasing, the power, the control. The anticipation, the mind games and the connection. Above all I love touch & laughter. I hate the idea of my lee escaping or evading my tickly fingers.
I love the idea of being a lee- but I’m far too much of a hypocrite to put myself in that position. There’s something about being a man; having a certain level of control, physical security and calm resolve but knowing that it could all be taken away. The power dynamics and delicious ironies of tickling all seem amplified. It’s also incredibly hot to imagine a woman enjoying the power of touch.
I also have a love/hate relationship with my fetish. Like many people I’ve spent a lot of time online- it’s one of the pitfalls of having such an unusual and isolating passion. After years of fantasising, secrecy and private cravings I discovered a world full of equally tormented people. But it’s easy for a feeling to become watered down and lose its meaning. How many people have found themselves in a similar situation?
I’d love to re-connect with ‘that’ feeling. Connect with a small group of people who feel the same way. Genuine, ‘normal’ people who also hide a naughty edge. Intelligent, rational people who need an outlet for their pent up tickle frustrations. Most of all- I hate to imagine that none of this is possible.
From a ler point of view it’s very simple. I love the teasing, the power, the control. The anticipation, the mind games and the connection. Above all I love touch & laughter. I hate the idea of my lee escaping or evading my tickly fingers.
I love the idea of being a lee- but I’m far too much of a hypocrite to put myself in that position. There’s something about being a man; having a certain level of control, physical security and calm resolve but knowing that it could all be taken away. The power dynamics and delicious ironies of tickling all seem amplified. It’s also incredibly hot to imagine a woman enjoying the power of touch.
I also have a love/hate relationship with my fetish. Like many people I’ve spent a lot of time online- it’s one of the pitfalls of having such an unusual and isolating passion. After years of fantasising, secrecy and private cravings I discovered a world full of equally tormented people. But it’s easy for a feeling to become watered down and lose its meaning. How many people have found themselves in a similar situation?
I’d love to re-connect with ‘that’ feeling. Connect with a small group of people who feel the same way. Genuine, ‘normal’ people who also hide a naughty edge. Intelligent, rational people who need an outlet for their pent up tickle frustrations. Most of all- I hate to imagine that none of this is possible.
