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Barbara Eden

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You feel every last hope of movement vanish, one strap at a time. Wrapped, strapped down to the rigid bench, toes prepared for tying back to expose your sensitive soles to the torture to follow.

You have been rendered into a no one. A nothing. You will lie there, an immobile, silent, blind, deaf, FEELING thing. You are to suffer for no purpose other than the suffering itself. You will be tickle tortured to madness. There will be no mercy, because how can one have mercy for an inanimate object?

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everyone in the tickle community has a mutual like this

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She could be anyone.

That cute barrista.

The girl working the checkout.

The woman on the other end of that work call earlier.

The woman being tortured, the woman suffering unbearable sensations, trapped inside the identity-hiding sack. She could be any woman you pass on the street today, her identity and secret, desperate, needful passions hidden only by a thin fabric which could be whipped away any moment.

She could be anyone and anything. But ultimately, she wants all of the things she is stripped away, to be restrained and immobile, to be a tortured, ticklish, feeling object.

And all this could be hidden within anyone you meet today.

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The first one to tap out will be put in the stock and tickled by two pair of hands: one from me and the other from the winner of this endurance contest. Let's see who will crumble first under my fingers 😈

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Wonder Woman and Power Girl original art by Kerry Callen

Based of course on this Sophia Loren Jayne Mansfield photo

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Faces of a tickle toy.

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Just imagine owning magical tickle boxes like this… You could trap ticklee’s bodies in supernatural prisons inside them, leaving only their helpless, restrained feet out in this world, hapless and forced to stand any ticklish tortures you wish to subject them to as your ticklish prisoners scream in laughter and uselessly try to beg for mercy within the dark void inside…

Their ticklish soles would be yours forever.

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One of the earliest tickling images I rember seeing online and still one of my absolute favorites. I love pictures that tell an open ended story like this.

Who is that captive woman? What code are her interrogators after? Does she even know it, they have an! innocent person locked in their torture machine? Would her ticklish ordeal even end if she gave them the code?

Pretty much perfect tickling scenario.

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This goes to all the cuties that follow/like my posts ^^ Sounds like a fun weekend