The gas mask isn't as uncomfortable as you imagined, and it is beginning to make sense why it is fitted (and why the interrogators are wearing them too).
It's the fact that two of your friends, who you know to be THE least ticklish people in the world, are currently laughing hysterically under the tortures being applied to their normally insensitive soles, that tells you what the gas that must fill the room does.
The interrogators explain anyway. It makes you unbearably, agonisingly, ticklish.
They offer you the chance to tell them the codes. You know that they'll take the mask off if you don't.
But you're a good soldier. You won't talk.
The mask is removed, another applied, and you are secured in the darkness of it. They leave you a while, absorbing the special compound.
By the time they return, feeling motes of dust landing on the tops of your feet is driving you wild.
The scream when the first feather strokes your soles is otherworldly.
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Thanks to a few scenes in media like a few Harley Quinn related scenes, I have had this fascination of being tickled by a clown or clown-like character.
The idea of being at a clown's mercy as they dance around and are whimsical and playful while deviously dancing their fingers over your sides or soles was something I could not get out of my head. Thankfully, I was able to live that fantasy thanks to a clown ler named Miss Delilah Light!
I was on FL a few week ago browsing the Tickle NYC group, which usually just has men looking for lees or lers, or lees and lers that I have sadly aged out of. I wasn't expecting much until I came across Delilah's profile. She was a soft domme with a vibrant personality, and a love for all things clowning and tickling. I reached out and we immediately hit it off talking about shared interests and a desire to tickle/be tickled by a clown. She had not yet had a clown-ler session and I wanted to be a lee for a clown, so it was a perfect match! And while I am trying to do a lot less paid sessions, there was no way I could pass this fantasy up.
After going through the vetting process and paying the fee, we agreed to meet in the city and have a session. Throughout the week, we got to know each other more, shared a few thoughts and ideas we would like to explore for the session, soft and hard limits. One of those limits was that she is 100% ler, so there was no plans for payback, which is also another thing I have fantasized about so this just made it better lol.
That day, I got a pedicure then met up with Delilah in person, we hugged and went over a few more things like safe words and safe motions for the session. After a quick refresh in the bathroom, she wanted to test out my spots first before we we went into roleplay mode. I laid on restraint table, spread eagle, as she took off my dress shoes and socks (something I love) and began testing different spots with different tools asking me on a scale of 1-10 how ticklish it was. I remember the feather being somewhere in the middle around 5-6 (at the time), the BOA was gentle but a 3, the hairbrush was around a 6-7 (don't do it) , her fingers were about an 8 and this was just the beginning. Then the roleplay began!
For privacy reasons I won't reveal all the details of the roleplay, but it started with a custom soundtrack of fun, clown-style music, like I was in an old Tom & Jerry cartoon. I really appreciate that she took the time to curate a scene with a custom soundtrack! The plot was I was someone trying to sabotage her circus act and she wanted to know who I was working for. She was able to trick me onto the bondage bed, and strap me in. Once she strapped me in, she tried to get the info out of me. I could not see her for the most part on the board, but she started by feathering up and down my soles, which was more ticklish this time than it was the last time. She continued using the feather, gently dragging it over other parts like my sides, my neck, under my arms and my hips, which usually are not that ticklish but it was more intense.
Delilah added to her interrogation techniques by putting a blindfold over my eyes and headphones over my ears, so now I really couldn't see what she was going to do and could barely hear, which was a nice touch. She continued to scribble and run feathers up and down my neck and my head and face, which felt a little relaxing. Then came the worst (best) part of the session. She thought we needed a fun painting session so she took a paintbrush and began painting all over my soles and underneath my toes. I almost gave up when that brush started going underneath my feet but I did not want to stop the roleplay yet so I made it through lol
(this photo is after she cleaned them off but the other foot had way more on it)
After the painting, Delilah used @ticklingduck's devices on me, which also almost made me crack, especially when she took the vibration rod and slide it up my sides and underneath my arms. I wanted to escape as I was laughing hysterically but there was no where to go. Once again, I did not want to give up because I wanted the roleplay to continue. After using the scalp massager, she gave me a break and credit for not cracking, but vowed there would be more.
After the roleplay "ended," Delilah started to clean off my feet with a brush which was the most brush ticklish I have felt in a while, then realized, so she wrote my user handle on my clean foot, and took some photos before removing it all over again putting me in more ticklish torment.
We then took a few more photos and some videos (which I am not comfortable sharing. I may share the audio!) of her running her ostrich feather up and down, and between my toes to finalize the tickling part of our session.
After the session, Delilah continued with some more clowning as we popped balloons and she revealed a few prizes. One of those prizes was candy and the other was a very nice note and nickname she gave me, which I will also keep to myself. Overall, it was a wonderful session that I loved and needed and I was able to check off multiple fantasies and ideas in one day. We plan to meet again very soon, so I will update you with more next time.
A little interrogation tickling never hurt anyone….except me and my sensitive toes and feet. Y’all, I lasted 22 minutes in this video. I bet I could last even longer now that I’m a seasoned lee 😈
“You really don’t want to admit you took my gaming controller, in your position~?” I ask you teasingly. You shake your head “I-I didn’t take it dumbass” you reply slyly. “Oh your dead now~” I say smirking.
A little context: I had been at work all day and you decided that instead of playing games tonight you wanted to cuddle or some shit. So you took my controller and hid it in the living room (tv stand) drawer. I came home to find you on the couch watching TV and went to go get into comfy clothes.
When I came back I looked for the controller and couldn’t find it. “Hey have you seen my controller?” I ask. “No?” You replied smirking slightly, dumb move, after a little bit of asking you over and over again I eventually grab you and pin your arms over your head and that’s where we are now.
Present:
I start lighting running my nails in that space between the upper most rib and underarm, “Are you sure you haven’t seen my controller~?” I ask teasingly, your trying to hard to not laugh “n-noho” you try to answer but your giggles give you away.
I draw my nails in an antagonizing light motion closer and closer to your underarms. “Aww~ too bad~” I start “I think that even if you admit it I should just continue tic-tic-tickling you as a punishment~ what do you think, ticklish tickle toy~?” I finish with the question that makes you blush. Your laughter picks up as I continue teasing you with the soft tickles. “StohOHOHOP” You scream out as I get right under your armpits, I stop and restart. “Nope I’m going to tickle you until your admit it and I’m satisfied~ so don’t stop giving me that adorably cute tickle laughter~” I tease.
You start bucking around as I am slowly and softly wiggling my fingers under your armpits theatening to tickle you there. Finally after a while. I poke my fingernails in the hollow. “Tickle tickle tickle~” I say in a teasy voice. “NOHOHO STAHAHAP IHIT TIHIHICKLES” You screech out, I chuckle evilly “Well I sure hope so silly~ that’s what it’s meant to do~” I respond. “OHOHOHKAY IHIHI HIHID IT! JUHUST STAHAHAP” You laugh out. “Tsk tsk tsk~ I knew it, thanks for admitting it but~ I can’t stop. You need to be punished for lying to me~ soooo tickle~ tickle~ tickle~” I say.
After a good minute of tickling your underarms I look up to see a small feather sticking out of a pillow. I grab it and show it to you. “Look I’m gonna use this to tickle you and it’s gonna tickle so bad~” I tease as I slowly bring it down to your tummy. You squirm every time I say ‘tickle’ and giggle in anticipation.
Once the feather reaches your tummy I say “don’t worry this will only tickle a lot~” and I slowly glide it across your tummy, every once in a while sticking it into your belly button. “STAHAHAHAP PLEHEHEASE IHIHIM SOHOHORRYHEHE” You manage to get out. “Sorry~ I can’t this is what you get for hiding my controller and lying to me about it~” I reply. I pull it up to your ribs and wiggle it into every one of those ticklish little ribbies, delicately and slowly. As though it were fragile.
After a good minute or to of the rib tickling I bring the feather up to your neck. You scrunch it up in hopes I won’t be able to tickle there “Awww~ don’t tell your wittle necks is ticklish~” I say in a baby voice, making you blush. I lightly and antagonizingly start to drag the feather under your neck. “Stohohop plehehease it tihihickles sohoho bahahad” you giggle out. “Okay okay, just two more minutes okay~?” I ask
You groan but nod.
Your death sentence.
I bring the feather up to your ears. And wiggle into them. Every time you try to block the ear I just jump to the other. Leaving you totally defenseless, “hahahaha pleheheheahase ihihits sohoho tihihicklehehe” I beg. “Okay, I’ll move~” I start, I bring both my hand down to your armpits. Your eyes widen. “To your sensitive and ticklish little armpits~” I finish off as I drill my hands into the hollows if your underarms. You scream slamming your arms down, I start to smirk, “oh dear, you just trapped me in a very ticklish spot~” I state in a teasing voice. “HAHAHAHA NAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAP” you scream out in ticklish laughter.
After about a minute I finally stop and stand up. “Now deary, where’s that controller?” I ask “in the tv stand drawer” you say kind of sadly.
“What’s wrong love?” I ask genuinely, “I was just hoping we could spend time together tonight, you usually game and I wanted to cuddle and watch a movie..” you respond. I start feeling bad almost immediately “oh my gosh I’m so so sorry love, I hadn’t realized I’d been making you feel bad. I’m so sorry dear. We absolutely can cuddle and watch a movie!” I reply. You look up happily “REALLY?” You ask with puppy dog eyes. My heart almost melts, “yes of course, we can watch whatever you want.” I state hugging you and pulling up Netflix to find a movie. “anything I mind” I ask with you in my arms smiling.
A government official has captured a spy from an enemy nation. We know that they have ten operatives in the field, and we need to locate each and every one of them in thirty minutes or else serious consequences will befall the peoples of our nation.
To that end, we have discovered that the enemy spy is extremely ticklish and so this is the method of information extraction that we have chosen.
We begin tickling the spy, locating all of their most ticklish areas, using all of their weaknesses to tools such as feathers, hairbrushes, oils and the dreaded pet grooming glove.
At any point the spy can request a break, but in exchange they must give up their operatives. Each operative sacrificed will earn the spy one minute of respite from the tickling.
The official will win the game if the spy gives up all of their operatives within the time limit.
The spy wins if they last the whole time limit with even a single operative still in the field.
Adjust the difficulty of the game by amending the time limit, number of operatives or even the amount of respite earned from giving up one of the operatives.
Can you tickle torture your way to national security?
Can you hold out long enough to prevent your friends suffering the same fate?
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The ominous machine fills you with dread, as your captors lead you into the interrogation room.
As they intricately and securely fasten you to it, in a position that makes you feel tremendously vulnerable, they explain.
You must clamp the strange gag in your mouth tightly, to prevent water flowing from the tank above you. This tank is a counterweight, keeping you from sliding backwards.
You see, behind you are two electrical contacts positioned to make contact with the soles of your feet. There are many, many nerve endings in your soles... a few minutes of the pulsing, crackling current has been enough to break many, MANY hundreds of prisoners like you. Not one woman has been able to keep her mouth shut during her tortures on this device...
They apply electrogel to your soles, and you squirm imperceptibly (the restraints are very tight) as they intentionally tickle your toes.
Ironically, keeping your mouth shut is all you have to do to avoid the torment. Well, the electrical one...
You grimly bite down on the gag. You'll never talk, you tell yourself.
You did not, however, reckon on them continuing to tickle you. Skilled hands, armed with unbelievably ticklish tools, explore every inch of your helpless legs and feet. You realise the purpose, and attempt desperately to maintain pressure on the gag, laughing through clenched teeth... but you feel your teeth slip, and hear running water multiple times.
You know you are sliding backwards. You know your feet will touch the contacts. If you could only keep it together...
