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Imagine being completely relaxed, curled up and sleepy, while a tickler gently traces lazy little patterns across your soles until u can barely keep your eyes open. The soft touch slowly lulling you into that hazy space between awake and dreaming. But the moment you start to drift off? A little reminder that youre not allowed to escape that easily. The gentle scribbles turn into impossible to ignore tickles, pulling u right back awake with a helpless giggle and a “wait… I was almost asleep!” look.

I’m in the mood for tease and denial while I’m face down and can’t see what’s coming. My soft feet entirely at my ler’s mercy..warm, freshly oiled, impossibly sensitive and I don’t have the option of pulling away. All I can do is lie there in tears and take whatever they have planned for me. 😌

I don’t think I’d stand a chance with you. Just tie me up, keep me there, and let me be your hopelessly ticklish girl. I’d be completely defenseless knowing every little squirm would only encourage you to keep teasing me.