@happydayz101 I Wanna Do This With Someone And I Knooooow You Have Those Ankle Bracelets 🥴

The hands…The HANDS….ITS THE HANDS!

@happydayz101 you and your cruelty with spidering nails I swear 🥴

Too tasty not to tickle.

Too ticklish not to be tasty.

GOOD! You of all people deserve it! @happydayz101

You know you do 😝😝

tops of knees and ribs are the only spots that i’ve ever made a ticklee use the safe word

Anyone in the Florida (Tampa) area? Would love to potentially plan something if anyone’s down. I’ll be there for a few days 😁

Somethings in life just make you wholeheartedly agree with and this…this is one of them.

*cough* @happydayz101 I know you’ll see this *cough*

Honestly, thigh tickles cure literally anything.

Bad day? Thigh tickles.

Sad after a sad movie? Thigh tickles.

Scared of the tickle monster? Thigh tickles.

Nothing at all is wrong and you feel perfectly fine? Thigh tickles.

Um………………………

Fuck

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@happydayz101 no need to see this

Ticklish attitude adjustment

She warned him not to go through with it. You can't remodel your own home just like that, who knows what you'll destroy or collapse.

As usual, the advice went into one ear and left out the other. He had finally drilled an opening big enough for a small window from the house to the garage. He widened it forcefully, too lazy to take the long trip around.

Drill in hand, his arms upright, his upper body barely made it to the other side before getting stuck, his chest facing the ceiling. Panic made him drop the drill, thankfully without accident.

"See? You never listen to me, what if you had been alone? What if the drill fell on your arm or face?"

"Yeah, yeah, just go around and give it to me, I'll widen the hole and get out."

Having had enough of his attitude, always taking her for granted and knowing she'd always dampen his failures, she decided a punishment was in order. Several refusals to fully admit to his mistake, without excuses, later, she swiftly took off to give him the drill and be done with this mess.

"Oh you just know sooo much better, huh? That's why you're stuck like this?"

Seeing him in this state, somewhat crouched, arms and head clean through yet exposed from the armpits and below, gave her an idea.

The dragging sound of a heavy chair confused him. "Just making myself comfortable throughout this ordeal" she said. He felt the cold steel of scissors cut off his white shirt, hands undoing his belt buckle and lowering his pants. And everything that comes with them.

"What are you fu-"

"If you're not going to learn by yourself, I'll teach you what happens when you don't have a person to make up for your mistakes 24/7"

She grabbed two decorational goose feathers, long and stiff. Dragging them across his ribs, she asked "What do we say when we've made a mistake?" Caught off guard, sudden snorts and squeaks came out the sound echoing throughout the garage.

"No, I don't believe it's that. Try again." Twirling the feathers right inside his armpits, she broke the dam. Desperate, howling laughter filled both the garage and house. In her newfound excitement over this situation, she let the feathers continue to explore his defenceless underarms. Knowing he couldn't take it. Knowing he couldn't utter a single word, therefore giving her the "justification" to continue,

She enjoyed being in an authoritative position. It excited her, so much so after a very long seeming 10 minutes of tickle torture, she knew exactly how it'd go down.

He shouted in anger. His behavior was "corrected". No stops, no breaks, no bargaining. Just his body flailing, defenceless against the feathers sneaking underneath his pinned arms.

A smile slowly creeping upon her lips, she had the perfect idea. 2 minutes full of desperate pleas later, she had taped his legs together. Sitting in her chair, she grabbed a feather and brought it down from his armpits to his ribs, to his belly, to his hips... and lower. At first, she extracted laughter, soon followed by a realization that no amount of begging would change.

"If you're going to act like a testosterone fueled caveman, I'll treat you like the animal you are." His legs taped together, the feather's strokes inevitably revealed the rapidly growing bulge. Passing the feather up and down, she condescendingly proclaimed that she'd "get those hormones out" of him.

The laughter started. He couldn't hold it back, it grew and grew in intensity, along with his feathered cock. She was sitting in her chair, scrolling through random social media apps while dragging that stiff, soo stiff, yet so soft thing up and down his increasingly wet shaft.

As his masculine needs were being coo'd out of him, he couldn't help but surrender those needy sounds, mixing with the laughter and echoing across the garage.

His giggles and moaning had taken a more submissive turn. "Gooood boy." she complimented him. Her ruthless demeanor finally shown in the taming of her hormone fuelled slave, she would build him up until he could no longer take it, taunting him with emasculating baby talk ", who's my strong man? Yes, you are, so strooong. Coochie coochie coo, let it allll out" the elongation of words accompanied by the dragging of her instrument across his own.

The cruelty of her taunts, "Theeere you go baby, let it allll out" finalized in that she would ticklishly stroke his glans to the point where he'd almost explode, just to baby him down to precumming, then start the process all over again. Him screaming "PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEFUAHAHAPLEAHAHA" Only to be met with laughter and giving him no pressure, she merely carefully applied the feather's tip at just the right spots to soak his cock in his impotent pre-cum yet again. "Theeere you gooo, we're gonna leak all that testosterone out."

"So you can think better."

Who knows how long this went on. One thing is for certain. She enjoyed that long afternoon very much.

*Inspired by a gif from PolarbearNSFW

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

@happydayz101 you don’t see this but like please actually do

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AY! No writing that down! Uh uh! This is not an open note test, there shall be no note-taking 😝 @happydayz101

Easy way to express your desires with Do It To Me Now

Reblog if: 1. You want someone to do this to you. 2. You want to do this to someone. 3. You just: like it, enjoy it, find it exciting etc :) Write the number: 1 or/and 2 or/and 3 and add your comment. Simple, don’t you think? ;)

@exene666 Personally, I think target #1 should be those soft, luscious feet of hers; I’m thinking some nice prolonged torment of those bubbly toes with those nails of yours, just softly scratching at the base and undersides, maybe swiping a few nails between them. What day you Exene? I think @nyxtickled would be able to take that just fine, right?

I guess (hopefully) depending on the order maybe I’m your 2nd ask popped cherry 😂😅 anywhooo does Nyx read some of the asks that will get asked here or will you go through them with her by any chance?

It would kinda be fun since you both have accounts to basically plot “against her” if you will and come up with fun ways to get her next if you will. Even more fun if she’s commenting trying to interfere or get us to stop; just an interaction I thought would be fun to implement, let me know your thoughts 😁❤️ love your guys’ content and blogs as always!

Sorry not sorry Nyx 😏

I am always game for confidentially plotting against Nyx 😈

Your secrets are safe with me 🤫

OH COME ON

Don’t expose my inner thoughts like that

The inner machinations of my mind are an enigma

#iykyk 😵‍💫😏

If a ler called me cute while tickling me? If a ler told me they loved my laugh? If a ler said how much fun they were having while tickling me? Well I think I'd just explode and let them tickle me however long they want

Honestly how unfortunate @southernbellelee

Lying means extra tickle punishments isn’t that right @a-switch-and-his-feather 😈

So so unfortunate hehe

Guys I just learned it’s @xcelsior24 birthday!! Send him all the teasy gifs and clips you can find! He asked specifically for this! 😈🪶