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| Any good ideas for a tickle torture story? Does anyone have any good ideas for a tickling story. The only thing is that the person being tickled doesn't enjoy it. Can you think of any situations or how to torture the person? |
| Lure your character in, perhaps, by having him think he's going to have a chance to tickle someone. Perhaps he is the sort of person who likes playing practical jokes, but can dish it out much better than he can take it. Then several of the people he's pranked get to get back at him. That's enough of a basic outline for a starter, perhaps. |
| Anybody have any interesting tickle torture stories? Here's one of mine. Pretty messed up actually. So, I was sorta involved with a married man. The wife found out. She invited me over to talk, then she slipped something in my drink and it knocked me out. I wake up. My hands had been tied to the arms of a chair and another chair faces right in front of me and my feet were tied to it, making my feet wide in the open. I had blue socks on. The wife took them off, making me barefoot. I say that its bulls**t. She says that me sleeping with her husband is bulls**t. I deny it and ask her why she would tie me up. My toes begin wiggling. Then she says that she tied me up, because she's gonna get me to admit that I'm sleeping with her husband. Then she begins tickling my bare feet. Turns out that she found emails from me to him. Then she takes an electric toothbrush and starts tickling my toes. Then my bare soles. I finally confess. Then she leaves me there, saying that I'll get freed later. When i keep on demanding to be untied, she takes duct tape and gags my mouth with it. Then she starts tickling my bare feet again. When her husband came home, he untied me, and i learned my lesson. I've only been in honest relationships since. |
| I had a friend once who really liked administering really torturous full body ticklings to people. He would get them securely tied up and then tickle them for an agreed period of time or until they said their safe word, whichever came first. His two favorite stories were about how once the person he was tickling deliberately chose a safe word that would probably come up in conversation and tried to say it in as many different connotations as possible. It was a bit frustrating for my friend, because of course he kept stopping every time, but he said that in the end it reminded him of that part of *The Chocolate War* in which a whole class had to get up, run around their desks and then sit down every time the teacher said the word *environment*. Another time he was tickling someone who started begging almost right away, which made the whole time great fun, because my friend got to be really brutal the way people usually like when they are pretending to find the tickling agonizing but are really loving it. My friend really got into it, and got to be about as brutal as he'd ever been tickling anyone, only to find out at the end of the hour they'd agreed if the safe word never came up that the other person had completely forgotten what the safe word was! |
| Tickle torture stories? have you all ever been tied down and tickled? or caught in a ticklish predicament? if so share your story down here:) |
| no but i really wish i could get into one |
| Do you have any tickling stories to share? As for me, it was my birthday weeks ago and my brother (he's 14) threw me a surprise party. He put a blindfold on my eyes and he sat me on a chair. He grabbed my ankles and put it on a stool. Then I felt rope around me. I didn't know what was happening. Then I felt rope on my ankles. I was wearing boots all day and it made my feet more sensetive. I felt the boots being pulled off my feet. I wiggled my toes as I felt the cool are on my feet. I felt a feather go up my sole. Since I am extremely ticklish I burst out laughing for 2 minutes. That is what he was up to. I found out my older sister (She's 28) was in on it. They started to furiously tickle my bare feet. They did for over 2 hours! They tickled my belly, armpits, ribs, and my you-know-what. I laughed so hard I teared. My brother Tony and my sister Melissa love to tickle torture me for hours. One time they hid all my shoes. (I don't have socks, they tickle my feet too much) I had to let them tickle my feet to get them back. |
| I have had some wonderful playful, restrained tickling encounter where I would take turns tickling and being tickled by a lady. We would use our fingernails, ostrich feathers, paint brushes and a Sonicare Electric Toothbrush. We would tickle each other for 1 - 2 hours each and it was awesome each and every time! I always welcome a playful tickling encounter with any ticklish lady! PS. In reply to the comment from MomBear, this is correct when it comes to non-consensual tickling. There are many people out here who actually love and appreciate consensual tickling where the person being tickled enjoys it. In the cases where everybody involved has a fun time, it also has some added health benefits. As we laugh, our brains are flooding our bodies with endorphins which promote healing and reduce stress. This is only the case in consensual tickling though. |
| Tickle torture story ? What was a horrible time that you were tickled, you tickled someone else or something was tickled.... I'm rely board. |
| Tickle really has been used as a form of torture..I think it was Romans, they covered victim's feet in honey and had goats come in and lick the person's feet. |
| Know about tickle torture? anyone know a good tickle torture story or a good video? |
| i know a good video alraight..... but it depends on a few things. do you like m/m? and do you like animation? it's not japanese anime, though. are you ok with that? Cool! in that case, here is the link. The video is soooo funny! m.youtube.com/index?desktop_uri=%… enjoy! |
| What was the most intense tickle torture you ever experienced? Tell me the story of your most torturous tickling experience. Be as specific and as detailed as you can. Ten points for the best story. |
| I can think of a dozen or so intense ticklings that might qualify; perhaps I should go with one of my favourite role plays. It was with the friend of a friend who lived about two hours away. We got talking at some large gallery, it came out that he liked role playing and mentioned some of his ideas, and we fixed up to try one out. On the day we'd arranged to meet, with a predetermined sentence in place to indicate going out of character, I presented in the guise of an experiment volunteer to his scientist in search of data on the reactions to tickling of non-ticklish subjects. He had a form printed out for both of us to sign as well. I was to undergo half an hour of upper body and foot tickling to provide data. If, as I had presented, I proved not to respond with signs of ticklishness (detailed thoroughly in the form), then I was to receive a significant cash stipend. If, however, my data proved inapplicable through the display of signs of ticklishness, then I would provide data for an unfunded study (thus no cash stipend) by undergoing three hours of intense tickling. With one brief pause, we stayed completely in character all the wya through. He had set up his spare toom to look as much like a laboratory as possible. It turned out that the easiest way to secure me was across his spare bed. I was tied down, shirtless and barefoot, and he explained the procedure. His pause was to work out beforehand what we'd do if I couldn't make a credible show of getting nearly to the end of the half hour before I had to give in. Oddly enough, though, once it got started, I could tell almost as soon as he started on my armpits that, even though it tickled a lot, I was going to be able to stay in character. There was quite a bit of in-character chat during the upper body tickling, as he explained how each of his special instruments (really ordinary tickling items that he described in scientific terms) was designed to work. He spent several minutes each on the standard tickle zones - armpits, chest, stomach, ribs - I remember that as one of the first time that my nipples had been seriously tickled, and they had proved more sensitive than I'd expected. It got interesting when he went on to tickle my feet in the second half of the allotted period. Before we got to the range of time when my character would presumably break down, it took a genuine effort from me not to display any signs of ticklishness as spelled out in the contract. His character began to get nervous, as if having to part with the cash would be a real inconvenience. His banter became a bit more serious, and he started in on claiming that he thought I was displaying signs of ticklishness after all before I did. After explaining a few squirms and twitches as due to cramp, I laughed with two minutes of the finish line. Our characters then had a little argument about whether I'd broken the terms of the contract or not, and he even showed it to me while I was still tied up to prove it. Then he went on a little rant about how desperate he was for data from truly non-ticklish people, but he kept getting ticklish volunteers who thought they could take it for a short time to make some easy money. We had arranged to ad lib at this point, and I countered that I had genuinely thought I wasn't ticklish and it was only because the situation was so strange and he was a much better tickler than anyone else who'd tickled me. About halfway through the three-hour torture, he interrogated me about it again, and I broke down and admitted that I'd known I was ticklish all along. The long torture went back and forth, probably amounting to about one hour on upper body and two on feet. He went through his full supply of instruments twice, then explained when it was time for the manual portion of the tickling that he sometimes had an assistant, who on that day would be arriving later. While I was just going nuts and laughing as much as I could, the little bits of remaining in character definitely added something extra. Eventually, it was time for the oral portion of the programme - tickling by tongue. At that point, there was a beep which he said was a message coming through in the other room - he left and returned a minute later, after I heard a murmur for a moment or two. Then he told me that something very odd had happened - his assistant had had an emergency, so that for the first time ever he would have to do the tongue tickling himself. This was a lot of fun as well, as we had numerous observations on what it was like from the performing side. At the end of the three hours, we had a brief rest, but were still in the mood to go on, so we had another quick collegiate role play. As my character had been athletic for the first one, the second time he was a scholarship athlete in danger of academic probation and I was the braniac he'd captured and had to convince to give him the answers to ace his take-home test. That went for nearly another hour, by the end of which we had both had a thoroughly good time. I remember not being stiff when I was untied; sometimes I am for a short time. We then had tea and a nice chat before I had to catch my train home. |
| When is the most intense tickle torture u have ever experience? tell me any story of the most instense tickle troture u ever had.... especially thhe feet cuz the feet i find the most hilarious.... my frend tickles his gf all the time but now that his gf is in a different school, he has to find a way to entertain himself so he tickles this other girl..... any tickle toruture story can be accepted.... even the ones that when you are tied down... but it has to be the most intense one.... the reason why i asked this is becuz i no alot of ppl that do that to others and i find it hilarious and i just wanna hear some stories... |
| people in my homeroom found out that i was REALLY ticklish on my back (which is weird... i know) and my feet. So when our teacher was out, they pinned my to my chair and tickled me SO MUCH!!! eventually, i had slid off my chair and was laughing on the floor when my teacher came in. luckily, he didnt say anything. he just laughed. |
| What's the most intense tickle torture you have ever experience? tell me any story of the most instense tickle troture u ever had.... especially thhe feet cuz the feet i find the most hilarious.... my frend tickles his gf all the time but now that his gf is in a different school, he has to find a way to entertain himself so he tickles this other girl..... any tickle toruture story can be accepted.... even the ones that when you are tied down... but it has to be the most intense one.... the reason why i asked this is becuz i no alot of ppl that do that to others and i find it hilarious and i just wanna hear some stories... 10 points with the best story |
| when 9 people pinned me down on my back with my arms up and tickled me non stop for 5 mins straight no breaks I was practicly in tears the whole time and TOTALY hysterical and frantic but they gave me no let up til the full 5 mins was up they even took my socks of and that was AGONY cos one girl even used her fingernails on my soles of my feet! eeeek just TYPING that tickled me |