Tickling And Male Feet

Meetings usually take place without him (an automated tickler keeps him howling), but every so often, they let him join. It’s a bit of a process—hosing him off, scrubbing his feet—but the synergy is worth it. Having @tickle-prisoner-writer’s soles in the room really boosts productivity.

It’s a double-edged sword for him. He enjoys being out of the dungeon for a few hours (even if he’s not permitted to see anything), and it’s nice to be clean. But hearing all his captors together, discussing his feet, is as intimidating as it is humiliating.

On the bright side, the tickling he gets during staff meetings is tamer than anything in the dungeon. But he’s expected to stay quiet in the boardroom, so as not to interrupt the flow of conversation—and that is exceedingly difficult. He’s used to being able to let ’er rip, yelling and crying and begging to his heart’s content.

Action items from the most recent meeting include reducing orgasm frequency by at least 75% in the next quarter, and finally completing that brush-ranking protect.

Also resolved: sleep blocks are not to exceed four hours, with immediate effect.