Playing the tough girl are we? We can always make things... worse...
So much worse.
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Playing the tough girl are we? We can always make things... worse...
So much worse.

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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.
There is a craving within you. An itch, never quite scratched. You have been tied up. You have been tickle tortured, and quite severely at that. You've blurred the lines between pleasure and torture, chasing the desperate high of being broken.
But there is always something else. A feeling you get, when you see or imagine bondage that would make most people recoil. You are curious to see just how close to evil bondage can be. You don't want someone just to dominate you.
You want a VILLAIN. And, in all seriousness, I would love to be this villainous for someone. These ideas might seem like pipe dreams, but never say never...
If you are a lee who would try any of these... let me know.
Maybe you'd like to be bricked up, bound or shackled to the wall, losing your freedom brick by brick. Temporarily, of course. And rest assured there will be removable bricks to slide instruments of ticklish torment into the dark chamber which will echo with your laughter.
Perhaps you'd like to experience being buried. Maybe you've even tried it at the beach, but sand doesn't quite provide enough restraint for your tastes...
When even the subterranean restraints aren't enough, there is always a coffin. Perhaps you could have those scalp massagers strapped to your feet, and actually be buried (shallowly) for a while, while you scream loud enough to wake the dead.
No, the coffin isn't immobile enough? Very well. How about expanding foam, to totally envelope you?
Or a full body cast?
Concrete?
An iron maiden?
No, you're right, not enough exposed, ticklish skin. And we mustn't forget a single inch... including your ears and the roof of your mouth.
Perhaps form fitting, unyielding metal is what you desire. Leaving strategic spots exposed... I wonder if this young lady is ticklish around her collarbones?
Let me be your villain.
A follow on to my tongue-in-cheek "no producers do decent immobility" post.
This one does. By a long way, they are my favourite producer today, check them out.
REAL Tickling - REAL bondage - ZERO BS
A rare use of head restraints in tickle torture. *chef's kiss*
REAL Tickling - REAL bondage - ZERO BS

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You whimper in the dark as you feel the device at your feet begin it's torment. You scream with laughter into the breathing apparatus, pleas for mercy being absorbed by the material that encases you.
Gravity shifts, and you know your block is being moved to its slot in the ground. For how long, you can only begin to imagine, as it already feels like an eternity.
The movement stops, and you know you have joined your friends, each isolated below the ground in their own private hell.
The tickling continues relentlessly, and your mind, deprived of the ability to create any output beyond muffled laughter, begins to crack.
Of course you can watch. The blindfold and head restraints come later.
Finally a studio that gets it!
@fetvids you just need to add the forehead strap!
REAL Tickling - REAL bondage - ZERO BS