#th3hands

This was an idea I proposed to a content creator who didn't end up taking the offer. Some of the terms have been modified to be more gender-neutral.

You're wearing a tank top and panties. Your Top approaches you, noticing your beautiful mound. They want to nuzzle it, and breathe in your musk.

They ask, but you reject them. You're a good little bean. You're not letting someone put their face there, or God forbid, smell it!

In your tank top, your pits are bare and vulnerable. They get an idea. They sit on your hips, and hold your arms above your head. They produces a feather that you didn't even know they had. They wave it in front of your face and ask if you don't want to reconsider.

You're on the bed, with your wrists tied above your head. You're defiant they won't get you to ask for something so perverse, but your armpits are just so sensitive!

They start with one feather. They stroke your right armpit once to test your reaction. They do the same with the left. They get comfortable and start slowly feathering your pits. Up and down. Switching between your right and your left. They check in with you: Are you sure you don't want to give in?

Okay, then! Lucky for you, they have a second feather! Both of your pits get to be tickle-tortured at once! Because you're such a sensitive little toy, there's only so much of this you can take, and you beg them to stop.

They ask you what it is that they're allowed to do. You tell them that you'll let them put their face where they want.

That's not enough. They want you to tell them where they can put it, and what they can smell.

You give in, and you use your words properly.

You get to see them enjoying exactly that for a few moments. Noting how good you smell, and what you smell like.

But they're not satisfied with that. They want to lick your asshole, too. Now you certainly won't allow that! That is a private space. And they want to do what to it? Absolutely not.

Unfortunately for you, you're still tied up, and your pretty pits are still just as ticklish as they were a minute ago.

Well, if that's the way you want it!

You'll be spared the plumes this time. They wet their lips in anticipation, eyeing the soft skin of your underarms. They nuzzle you with their nose, and then they start to lick. Lapping at you. Making circles with the tip of their tongue. Making them slick and slippery with their saliva. Repeating the same across both pits. Now that you're nice and slippery in your most sensitive spot, it's time for spidery fingers! They'll scribble, and poke, and scratch, and stroke their wiggly fingers under your arms to make you squeal and squirm.

You'll be subject to this 'til you give up and tell them you'll let them take your panties down and look at your tight little hole.

They pull your panties down, holding them to their nose and savouring the smell of your arousal. Grabbing under your knees, they lift your legs up so they can get a nice view of their prize.

You're flushed and aroused between your thighs, but that's not the spot they want. Their target is tiny and puckered. They ready themselves to taste you, but then they reflect on all the trouble you just put them through and they wonder how sensitive you might be here. They retrieve one of their feathers and decide to teach you a lesson. They tickle your asshole. Even as you pucker and clench, they use two fingers on their off-hand to keep you gently spread and available to them. You will endure the kiss of the plume until they feel you have learned your lesson.

POV feet tickling with Jade.

It is a privilege to introduce people to new things. I have been the first person to feather a few people's buttholes, and that makes me happy.

Phase one: two roads diverged in a yellow wood…

You will start off seated on a raised platform such as a table. Ankles in the stocks, toes tied. Your arms will be free to flail, tug at your hair, hide your face, or otherwise communicate how your composure is proceeding to crumble.

Whilst someone is tying you up, your Ler will ensure you watch them put a metal banjo pick on each of their fingers. Rhetorically, they will ask you what those banjo picks are for. They will make tickly hand motions with their fingers, in front of you. Cooing at you with tickly, teasy, words to get you to wiggle in your seat.

Here is your opportunity to demonstrate how much you would like to be your Ler’s submissive tickle-toy. You have the opportunity to say “Please don’t tickle my toes!”. That phrase exactly. Not “T-word”, but “Tickle”. And not just “Don’t tickle me” but “My toes”, specifically. If you do as expected, your Ler will take off their banjo picks, have their wrists bound behind their back, and may only use their lips, teeth, and tongue, to tickle your feet. Your reward is that you may be more likely to giggle sweetly rather than scream. It is then your Ler’s goal to do their level-best with their mouth to make you utter the next expected phrase which will see that your feet are left alone.

If you fail to meet expectations, your Ler will take off a small article of intimate apparel (socks, panties, etc.) which will be placed into your mouth and taped over. Your privilege to beg for your Ler is suspended for a time. Your feet will be made slippery with a lubricant of your Ler’s choice, and your feet will be tickled with banjo picks, with a veracity fit to change your attitude towards submission. You will remain gagged, unable to protest for two minutes. After that, the gag is removed and you may now have the opportunity to say the next phrase. Failure to do so will see the tickling of your feet continue, ungagged, until you decide to cooperate.

Once you feel your feet have had enough, you may raise your arms above your head, baring your pits to your Ler and say “Please, would you tickle me under my arms?”. This phrase needs to be said whilst assuming the aforementioned posture and cannot be interrupted with laughter. Once this has been successfully done, the Ler is to stop tickling your feet, untie your toes, and let your ankles out of the stocks.

Phase two: Newton’s Third Law Your wrists will now be cuffed in front of you. Your ankles will also be cuffed. A rope will lead from one set of cuffs to the other, fed over a beam above your head. The rope will be just long enough, so if you lowered your feet to where they rested on the table, it would raise your wrists up over your head. Likewise, if you pulled your wrists down to protect yourself, it would raise your feet up off of the table.

A key will be placed at your feet. It doesn’t actually unlock anything—it is symbolic. It is your task to attempt to pick up that key with your feet, transfer it to your hands, and raise your arms up in victory. Doing so will see you let go.

You will continue to feel the consequence of your previous conduct here. If your actions forced your Ler to make your feet slippery to facilitate adequate behaviour correction, you may find the current task somewhat challenging. It is the job of your Ler to see that you fail. They may not restrain your limbs any more than they are already. They may not stop you from moving your limbs directly. However, they may encourage you to bring your arms down, which would prevent you from picking the key up off the table. They may only use their fingers in this effort.

You have 3 minutes to achieve victory. If you fail to do so, your Ler will get to enjoy your gorgeous upper-body in a very leisurely fashion. If you succeed, this will be at your Ler’s peril. For their sake, I hope they are not as sensitive as you.

Should you fail in your task, you’ll be laid flat on your back, arms tied straight towards the end of the table, rendering your upper-body taught and helpless. Your Ler will be rewarded with two long, moderately stiff feathers, and as much time as they like to force out the sonorous giggles that are trapped inside of you.

A game for at least one lee, one Ler, and/or any number of switches, though it may work best with three people.

The bottom is tied in a position wherein all their spots are available, but especially so what’s between their legs is comfortably accessible by the Top without strain. Due to the nature and length of this game, it is important the Top is not hunched over or craning their neck.

The Top will ask of the bottom “How many licks to the centre of a Tootsie Pop?”. The bottom will respond with a number, and this is how many licks they will receive continuously on their primary sexual organ.

The simplest way out of bondage for the bottom is to cum

What stops the bottom from just answering “One thousand!” to the question posed to them? Firstly, at the end of each period of licks, the number stated is the duration (in seconds) for which they must be tickled by one pair of hands (that task is best allocated to whomever in the room is not already assigned an active role). If the bottom just wants to get their nut and avoid laughing, naming too high a number would be ill-advised. Moreover, if the bottom cums part-way through the period of licks (and they almost certainly will), the Top is obligated to get their licks in and administer the stated number of licks. If you get quite sensitive post-orgasm, announcing a large number may also be a poor decision.

One could just propose an endless volley of say, ten licks at a time. That is a strategy, but it means you will never achieve a good rhythm with which to cum, but also, your efforts to get there will be intermittently interrupted with ten seconds of tickling, and then you are posed the question again. How on earth will you be able to cum that way?

The key is moderation. Stating a number large enough to give you a fighting chance, but not so large that you end up with a protracted period of post-orgasm stimulation, plus an appropriately long period of tickling.

To clarify, the bottom is required to announce when they have started to cum, and during that time, the Top is obligated to help them through that as best they can. The bottom is also required to state when their orgasm is over, as soon as it is over, so that the Top may begin to get their licks in. If the bottom fails to declare this, the Top may interpret the cease of contractions, or the appearance of rest and relaxation as the cue to begin paying the balance of licks.

It was stated the simplest way out is to cum. There is another way. Sometimes you just can’t get there. Sometimes you need something specific to get over the line. If the only way to get out was to shoot your shot, some may never leave (and may chafe quite badly). A timer will be set. The bottom has until then to cum. Should they fail to do so, a punishment will be incurred. The timer will only tick down whilst the bottom is receiving their licks, and not whilst being tickled.

Note: this was originally written with two female lees in mind, and a male Ler, and the language reflects that. The original writing that this is based on uses gender & sex-neutral terms

Phase 2

Both lees will be tied on the bed, as spread-eagled as you can get them. It’s time for classic tickle games. The lees will both still be topless. There will be five rounds, wherein the Ler tickles both lees simultaneously on a body part of choice. To give things the semblance of fairness, they will both be tickled on the same spot. The first lee to vocalise audibly loses and is penalised with extra tickles (the duration of which is at the Ler’s discretion). Round 1 goes as described. In round two, a vibrator will be affixed to the currently panty-clad pussy of the loser from phase 1. It will be placed on its lowest setting, initially. Moans are vocalisations. In round 3, the vibrator is to be turned up. In round 4, the lee who is being penalised this round will have her panties removed. If the vibe is not currently sitting directly against the lee’s clitoris, ensure that it is now. Stuff the aforementioned panties into the other lee’s mouth. To again pretend we are giving her a fighting chance, for the final round, take off all the girls’ socks, ball them up, and stuff them into the mouth of the penalised lee. Regardless of who won the final round, or this phase as a whole, the Ler should tickle both girls as much as he likes. He’s worked hard and has earned it. Tally up the points to declare a winner and loser. This will determine the roles in the final round.

Phase 3

When your lee makes so much fuss, the cat comes to investigate. Featuring feather, finger, and hairbrush tickling, as well as some "light bastinado shit".

If you like banter, cats, and chemistry, you'll like this.