#sessions

I had talked to this ler about his tickling technique and whether or not I’d consider him the best ler I’ve ever sessioned with, but couldn’t make a fair judgment because he had never laid me out spread eagle before. So imagine my surprise when he says he thinks he can remedy that, and I show up to see the back of his car fully transformed into a flat surface with wrist and elbow straps, a band to hold my legs down, blankets, and a soft spot to rest my head. The second I got in the vehicle, I knew I was in for a wild night.

We wasted no time, he laid me down and strapped me in and began his process. It wasn’t until he got to my stomach, a place I usually don’t consider to be too ticklish, that I realized I was fucked. He poked and tickled and moved around so much that I couldn’t process where he was or where the sensation was coming from until he had already moved on. My brain was short circuiting, my laugh was outrageous, and he was eating it all up.

“Ok, let’s try this to help it tickle a little less. Just relax! Don’t flex your abs, take a deep breath and chill,” he said, as if that’s the easiest thing to do while you’re tied down and he’s still actively poking your stomach! “It only tickles when you’re flexed so just relax your muscles and you won’t even care that I’m poking you,” he continues. I know he’s bullshitting me but I’m desperate so I try to relax anyway. He then starts poking more vigorously and I tense up and it tickles an unbelievable amount. “Oh no!! I told you not to tense up! Maybe you weren’t ready, let’s try again. Take a breath, relaaaaax!” But now I’m worked up, I know he’s messing with me and unfortunately, I find it funny. So I’m laughing. He’s not even tickling me yet and I’m laughing! “You haaaave to relax! Ok you’d better chill, I’m going to start again. Ready?” “NO NO WAIT OK gimme a second! ” “Alright…1,” and so he goes again, wrecking my stomach and sending me into a crazy fit. Eventually he switches spots and torments all of my many other killer locations, one by one before I start hacking up a lung from all the laughing. I convince him I need water and he gives me a break to grab some but only because he wants to flip me over anyway.

As I lay face down, forgetting how sensitive my back is, I foolishly relax a little. I figure he’ll tickle my feet a bit, maybe get the backs of my knees but it’s nothing I can’t handle. Except those aren’t his focuses at all. He knows certain upper body muscle groups are oddly ticklish. He notices my traps are particularly sensitive to poking and digging so that’s what he does as I wildly shake side to side and immediately beg for him to stop. Before I know it, he’s poking the length of my back, moving around and driving me insane, per usual. Then, he moves up to tickle my pecs from behind and essentially remove my soul from my body while doing so. I don’t know what it is about that spot but I cannot stand it and he knows. So naturally, he spends some extra time up there and teases me about how silly it is for my pecs to be so wildly ticklish. He digs his fingers into my deltoids next and, well I bet you can guess what happened. The point is, he wrecked me. By the time he was done and I convinced him to let me go, I was so tickle high and looked so disheveled that I think he almost felt bad. Almost.

We sat for a while and talked while I composed myself. But it was taking a while, I really wasn’t feeling too hot. I decided to curl up in the blanket, he decided to massage my feet while I did that. As a true ler, he tickled my feet lightly until I was desensitized to the sensation and could let him just tickle me without any laughter or flinching. It was kind of nice. Eventually we made our way to the front of the car and he drove us to get a quick bite to eat.

After we finished our meal, he drove us back to where my car was parked and I think we both thought the night would end there but I casually mentioned tickling him…and his eyes lit up! He was so excited that I wanted to tickle him, he nearly sprang to the back of the car to re-configure the set up so he could get a turn laying spread eagle too. I had him face up, first. He was shaking and laughing immediately, he’s not used to being tickled and can’t grasp how I can withstand so much for so long. I’m not an experienced ler but hearing him genuinely laugh was so thrilling. I explored a little, testing out the sensitivity of his hips, his knees, his armpits. Nothing was as effective as light nails all over his stomach. He was pulling so hard on the restraints, I almost felt bad but I enjoyed the view of his flexed arms too much to really care.

I had him flip over and he was happy to do so. That is, until he realized how ticklish his lower back is to my long nails. He was practically begging me to stop. It was funny hearing him so shocked at his own reaction. He truly could not fathom how ticklish he was. Making a grown man giggle was such a highlight for me. But all good things come to an end and he was ready to conclude his time in the hot seat. However, he wasn’t ready to end the night. He wanted one last chance to tickle me, and who am I to deny someone their final wish of the evening?

He strapped me down, face up, and went straight for my stomach. I’m not too sure what I thought he would do but I didn’t expect my stomach to suddenly become 10x more ticklish after time had passed. I, truly, became unbearably ticklish. That didn’t stop him from seeing just how insane he could make me, one last time. He showed me a little mercy and didn’t tickle me for too long in this final stretch. Namely because it was getting late and my screams were way too worrying.

It is always so fun seeing them drop, and thanks to my property being so well conditioned for me, others around watching get caught up in the "splash damage". It makes it very useful as I can then do a quick glance around to see who my next target will be. The little sway, eyes fluttering, mouth slightly open.

Then I snap my fingers or use my clicker, giving my subs so much pleasure... and you can see that the others wish they could feel as much as my subs do. By being hypnotised in public, my good slaves are truly helping me make more good girls without realising it.

Study day 🍊

Had my fav peanut butter and (apricot) jelly sandwiches for breakfast. Otherwise I’m spending the entire day in the library since there’s only seven days left until my last exam before the next semester starts.

🎧 Skorupa; Wierzynkiewicz: Flotsam At Sunrise in The Witcher 2 Assassins of Kings Soundtrack

📖 Pekař, Josef: Bílá hora

🩶 Energy: rather tired but still happy because of my yesterday’s latin exam results