Tease me, tickle me, torture me!!!

😈 Current punishment:

Exposed on @punishtickledish

😳 Previous punishments:

Take a picture of my exposed breasts on my favorite hiking trail after this post got 300 notes. 😳 (And outside because of my follower poll 😬)

Before Tumblr RUDELY CENSORED MY BLOG, I had my profile pic my bare breasts based on the number of notes on this post.

My followers decided how long I had to stand in front of a window with my breasts out. The poll was here. 😳

Go topless for 24 hours whenever I'm on Tumblr

Sleep naked for a week

No cumming for a week

Hold an ice cube on my nipples

And more than my dumb bimbo brain can't remember. My followers are so cruel. 😫

💕 Things I love:

🌺 TICKLING, obviously. It's my main kink.

💖 Nipple play--teases, tickles, tasting!! 👅

🌺 Tickle-related CNC

💖 Public humiliation

🌺 Objectification and degradation

💖 Hypnotisim/bimbofication/dumbification

🌺 DMs are okay if you stick to the topic, but I love asks the most because I have to answer them publicly for everyone to see, which adds to the humiliation.🫣 My ask tag is #yourtickletoymustanswer. Teasing, orders, bullying, scenarios. I consent to receiving pushy and degrading messages.

💕Worst Best Tickle spots:

Nipples, belly, pussy, sides, feet

Other stuff:

"Do you understand that once the experiment starts, you cannot withdraw from it until its full completion?" the scientist asked you. 

"Yes," you answered. 

"Do you also understand that the experiment will be recorded?" 

"Yes," you answered. The scientist explained the experiment to you in some fancy science words, but you understood that the machine would tickle you and that you would be paid very handsomely at the end. That's really all you needed to know. 

You stepped into the room. They tied you down to a table, your legs spread apart and your arms above your head. Above you, you saw some mechanical contraptions. Without any warnings, mechanical hands started to prod you, squeezing your sides, wiggling their fingers on your armpits, dragging their fingers along your soles. You let out helpless laughter, already begging for the tickling to stop. 

"Arousal detected, changing tickling methods," a mechanical voice said. The mechanical hands ripped apart your shirt and pulled down your pants, leaving you naked. You protested, but the machine instead showed you a live recording of your breasts as they kept tickling you all over your spots. "Hard nipples detected. Sign of arousal. Continue procedure," the mechanical voice said. The mechanical hands started to tickle your left nipple with a single stiff feather, slowly moving the tip of the feather along your nipple while they tickled your right nipple with a feather duster, gently brushing your nipple. 

After a long period of tickling all over your body, your pleads falling into deaf ear, and the mechanical boomed into the room again. "Heightened arousal detected. Additional procedure initiated," the voice said, as you felt some kind of tongue licking your pussy. You felt the tickling become less intense as the tongue started to lick you more and more, bringing you close to an orgasm. You were about to orgasm, when the tongue stopped and the tickling began all over again. You laughed and screamed, protesting about the orgasm that was taken away from you. "Heightened arousal detected. Orgasms forbidden," the mechanical voice responded as it showed you a recording of your hard nipples again. 

So the cycle of tickling and edging started. The machine also put a blindfold on you, realizing that this also heightened your arousal. By now, there wasn't a single spot that wasn't being tickled. The hands alternated between squeezing your inner thighs and dragging a soft feather along your thighs. The tongues also began to lick your belly. The hands squeezed your hips. The hands alternated between using their fingers and the feathers on your armpits. 

After hours of experimenting, you were finally released. The machine put a screen in front of you, which had a contract for further experiments. You obviously said no. 

"Upon rejection for further experiment, the experiment footage may be released to the public for further studies," the mechanical voice said as it showed you the footage of you being tickled. You had no choice but to sign the contract. "Future experiment requires that the subject experiences no orgasm for the duration of the experiment, which is... one week," the mechanical voice said. "Violation will result in extension of the experiment," the voice added. When the voice said this, you were reminded how horny you were, but you could not relieve yourself lest you were to be punished with more experiments. 

Humiliated and horny, you left the room naked, fully knowing you would have to return the next day.

GMFMGMFNGNGNGNFNDNNGG!

Torturous!!!!

Gmgmgmghg tickled by something unfeeling but...scientifically "minded" as it tickles me.....this is too good. 😫

Do you like 🍃? Smoking makes *me* more ticklish, so I shudder to think of the effect it would have on you.

We could even make a little party of it, and have a sleepover with you as the entertainment. I have plenty of kinky friends that would have a lot of fun with you.

💋🌹🌹💋

Mmmmmhmhmnnnnnnnmmn

Yesssssssss

Pleaaaaaaaaase!!!!!!!! 😳

I do enjoy the occasion 🍃to relax. I've never been tickled during it...but....oh I do get very happy and giggly. I imagine I would be quite susceptible and extra ticklish too. 😳

Just think of each week getting worse and worse. Every ler learning your body, your sensitivity and how you would try to hide your orgasms. Each getting better and better until those nights are nothing more than an endless blur of ticklish need and yearing.

I would definitely enjoy watching you as you walked in each week so much more afraid of what would come next. Afraid, but I suspect you'd want it much more too 😈

Gmfmgmgmgmg

Gmgmgmgnfmfnsnanalrkfkanajasn

How did you manage to make it worrrrrrrse!!!! 😫

Mmmgmgnnngngg week after week???

You spread eagle, naked and blindfolded. Tied tight so no movement is allowed. The 10 lers (but you don't know how many there are). The game is simple, only one ler tickles at a time. And they must bring you as close to cumming without letting you cum. Then they switch to the next in line. Over and over kept on the edge by different hands and different techniques. Until one fails when you finally cum.

Then you have 5 mins of rest until it starts again with 9. The final ler being who you belong to for the rest of night.

MGMFNFNDND

Vggmgmgmgmggmgmmg?????

Being tickled, edged and then forced to cum over and over and over and over???!??!?

Aaaaaaaah!!!!! 😫

Wooowoowoooooww wow wow mvngngmgg.

And the fact that it's all just a game for them would probably make them so ruthless!!! 😫

I really am basically ticklish everywhere. You all are just very familiar with my worst spots 😵‍💫

Ahhh in terms of being tied up......

Mmmmmnnfffff....

Definitely arms above my head, or totally spread eagled so I'm completely helpless.

I would thrash too much and fight to cover myself, so I'd need to be tied pretty immobile so all I can do is barely wiggle. 😳

And for techniques....

One hot sunny day, you decided to take a bath in the lake. After the bath, still completely naked, you went to the shades under the nearby tree. You felt some kind of rope tightening around your body, pulling your arms above the head, your torso and your legs tied to the tree. You let out a yelp and tried to figure out what was happening. What tied you to the tree wasn't exactly ropes, but some kind of arcane energy. With a "poof" and some smoke, the wizard appeared before your eyes. 

"Ah, so you were the intruder," he commented as he looked at you. He mumbled some sort of arcane words as you felt some sort of arcane force going through you.  "I see, you aren't a threat. Still, trespassers must be punished," he said. He took another look at you. "Are you enjoying this?" he said as he gently grazed your left nipple with his thumb. You couldn't help but let out a laugh. "Ah ticklish?" he said with a smirk as he squeezed your sides. You could do nothing but laugh and squirm. "Very ticklish, I see," he whispered in your ear as his fingers danced on your belly.  Once he was done, you were panting from all the laughter and squirming. "I must go, but your punishment is far from over," he said as he mumbled some arcane words yet again. "This spell makes sure that you will not be harmed, and yes, that means you won't grow hungry or thirsty, and it will even keep you completely clean. And this spell is your punishment," he said before he disappeared into a cloud of smoke. As soon as he had left, you felt feathers tickling your body all over. There were two feathers tickling each of your nipple. On the left, the feathers were tickling you slowly, just teasing you. On the right side, the two feathers were moving up and down faster and faster while tickling your nipple. On each of your armpits, a wheel of feather tickled you. On your feet, two arcane hands were tickling you with feather dusters. Sometimes, they would even hold your toes so that you could not squirm away while they gently brushed your heels. On your belly, four stiff feathers were drawing little circles and shapes with their tips. On your pussy, you felt a phantom tongue licking you and teasing you, bringing you close to an edge of orgasm but never letting you orgasm. 

You laughed, begged, squirmed, screamed, and tried everything you could to get away from the tickles. But the magic feathers did not care. They kept tickling you again and again, sometimes even changing the pattern so that you would not get used to the tickling. It was a long night of tickling that you barely survived. 

You sighed a breath of relief when the wizard appeared in front of you again and the tickling stopped. You tried your best to catch your breath. 

"I've decided that you will serve as a warning," he said. With the blink of an eye, you saw your surrounding change. You were now in the town square. You were still naked, tied in a stock with your arms above your head and a gag on your mouth. "Let this serve as a warning to you. This is the fate of those who dare cross into my domain," he said as he disappeared into the cloud of smoke. Besides you, there was a sign that read: "I was a bad girl. Please punish me by tickling my tits and all over my body. I am just a tickle toy that deserves no mercy."

GGMGMFMFMFNFNFNFMGNFNFMFNFMDMGMGGMMGFNMFMFMFMFMFMGMFNFNDJDMGMGMFNFNDNDNFMGMCMFNDNDNF

HAHHHHHH

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

MmnnmMMMGMGMGMFNFNNMNNNM

Holy

Shit

I'm literally wriggling as I read (and reread 😳) this.

Gkfkfjfjdjsjjajjashfnf the part about the tongue....gkfkfjfjd

Ruthless, merciless tickles

Fjfjdhshsh and as a punishment 🥵

Ohhhh this was so good....