tinyticklishbud

[tinyticklishbud]

Oh, no. Was that another orgasm, pet?

I do love making you break the rules. It just means I can punish you even more.

The headphones go back on. I’ll be nice this time. Your punishment is only 8 hours. But before I go, I’ll just put some fresh batteries in the toothbrush. We wouldn’t want it dying in you, would we?

Maybe I’ll use this time to replace the feathers that you’ve soaked through.

Imagine how many orgasms that devious brush is going to tickle out of my little bean and how much more horrifically ticklish that bean will become after each one and the worst part is there is no escape from it the way it sits so the bristles are perfectly lined in the most ticklishly damaging position. You are a true artist

[tinyticklishbud]

You lured me into your studio with the promise of a naked figure drawing. I didn't know at the time that my pussy would be the canvas. "You have to trust the process" whispered in a toe curling bass voice was all it took for me to pliantly let you arrange my body onto your matress, let you tie my arms and legs over my head, but I assume I always had a weak spot for artists. Maybe I should've been more worried about how this position left me with nowhere to go and my little pussy completely exposed but there is only room for excitement as I watch you prepare your supplies. My bubble of naivety bursts when you settle into a comfortable spot between my legs taking your sweet time to line up your paint brushes one by one.

"Um- don't you need a canvas?"

A low rumbling chuckle graces my ears sending a shiver down my spine as you casually respond "I got my canvas right here" with your eyes fixated on my defenseless pussy.

My world comes to a crashing halt. It's only now that I start to see the vision behind this position that I so easily let myself be manipulated into and how it left me with no semblence of protection. There is nothing I can do, nowhere for me to go as you pick up a mop brush and start 'painting' my lips.

"Hmm, ticklish little pussy, darling? How unfortunate for you"

I toss my head from side to side, my laughter and squeals intensifying as the brush flutters around faster and faster driving me crazier and crazier. Soon the mop brush is replaced by a fluffy angled brush flitting up and down my slit. It tickles beyond belief and I buck my hips in a desperate attempt to wrench my pussy away. The movement pulls my lips slightly apart allowing the fiendish bristles to slip inside and gain access to my pink folds, mindless to my hysteria as it pivots and swivels.

"Such pretty petals.. But where is all this nectar coming from, sweety? I think I should take a look inside, hm?"

I hear him say what feels like an eternity later as the diabolical brush withdraws from its previous nestle between my quivering lips. The implication of his words hit me like a freit train. Please not this. My head is shaking pleadingly, but deep down a sinister voice whispers in my ears that I want, need, him to find my little bud and bestow the most horrific of tortures on it.

My heart hammers away in my chest as my lips are taped apart. I'm flayed wide open. My pussy quivers weakly. My fate is sealed as he installs a final piece of tape. My hood is now pulled back exposing my tiny sensitive bean. It quivers in fear of the impending torment. I can only watch helplessly as a fingertip hovers over it, bending menacingly before it lands on its target and starts stroking the tiny prisoner. Panic swells in my throat. My screams of laughter only encourage the tormenting fingertip to drag up and down faster, a maddening imitation of the 'come here' gesture. My little bean is too weak, too damnably ticklish to withstand, I beg and plead and apologize, but the only response is a sadistic chuckle and "We only just started sweety, and I have an artwork to finish" as my tormentor picks a detail brush and sets on tracing intricate designs into my defenseless bean.

[tinyticklishbud]

hey! really not trying to harsh your vibe too much, but using the dynamic “slave/master” is really…rough to some poc members of the community so i’d just be mindful of that! ty 💕

Hey there! Thank you for the heads up. I apologize if I offended anybody because this is absolutely not my intention, I only created this blog for fun purposes. And if somebody does intend any offence against any poc they won't like what's coming their way.

[tinyticklishbud]

And yet, you find yourself begging for more.

I ask if you want more tickles, and you scream “Yes Master”

Very well my pet, I’ll give you exactly what you want. The toothbrush stays where it is, but now I insert a vibrator into your dripping pussy, tie it in place against your thigh, and switch it on full power. You scream, and thank me for providing more torture. The gag goes back in and I return to your ear, telling you what a good girl you are for me.

You hardly hear me over the sound of your screaming and crying.

I feel my impending orgasm and as much as I wish to cum I know my fate. I know you will continue your diabolical torture of my sensitive bean. Because you already got a taste of how much more ticklish my tiny bud gets after an orgasm. It's your golden opportunity to break it. It's getting weaker and weaker. I try to hold back my orgasm but I'm powerless. I'm just a little girl with a too ticklish bean

[tinyticklishbud]

That’s right slave, as soon as that toothbrush makes contact your screams go up another decibel. So, I fetch the tape, line it up nice and snug, and tape the toothbrush down on the inside of your thigh, so the brushhead sits right on that sensitive little pearl.

Your screams become more and more helpless. You’re breaking. Slowly, but you’re getting there, So I come up to your head, I lean down and I whisper all of your dirty little thoughts back to you. Every little thing you ever wanted me to do to you. As the brush whirs on, relentlessly, mercilessly.

My poor sensitive bud is disintegrating to pieces. It can't withstand the brush. It never stood a chance. And with the bristles so firmly in place pittering away at it and your cooing voice in my ears weakining my little bean further and further I'm going berserk. The brush is destroying my precious pearl. It's too ticklish. You croon and tease in my ear about how ticklish my bud is, how weak it is, how punishable

[tinyticklishbud]

Oh no, my sensitive little thing, I’m not stopping. Not until you’re completely and utterly broken. I can sense there’s still resistance and fight in you. So until every ounce of determination in you has been vibrated, brushed stroked, licked and sucked away, I’m not going anywhere.

Luckily for me, you’re quite the brat, and there’s plenty of fight left in your sensitive little bean.

Now then, when did I put that electric toothbrush?

I can do nothing to protect my little bud. My legs are tied so wide open. My waist is pinned firmly. And the worst is my pussy lips splayed apart and my only semblence of protection, that little hood, is taped back. There is no way around it. My little clitty is utterly exposed. The buzz of the toothbrush sends jolts of fear through my little bean. The brush will completely engulf it because of how tiny it is. The fiendish bristles will get every little inch at the same time. You don't even have to do anything. You can lazily hold the brush in place and it will tear my little bud with tickle torture. But you are much more devious than that. You want to inflict the worst kind of torture to ensure you absolutely destroy my little bud. My laughter and screams fill the space because you already know how that little rose petal is no match for the diabolical brush. After exploring a little you also find another weakness against my bud when you say a string of kitchykitchykitchykitchykitchy. By bud becomes more sensitive and much weaker against such babbel as if it's absorbing the words and becoming more ticklish

[tinyticklishbud]

That’s right, pet. I will use every single thing you told me to drive you crazy. Bet you’re wishing you hadn’t now, aren’t you?

No matter, I’d have found out soon enough. Now, scream for me while I suckle on your clit a while and jam three finger in your needy pussy.

EeeehhhhhheeeheheheheAAAAAHH!!!! Don't lap away at my bud so fast!!!! It's too ticklish masterrrrr

[tinyticklishbud]

You know, pet, if you didn’t want me using that movement you really shouldn’t have told me about it.

But you pick. An hour of come here or an hour of my tongue?

I can'tcan'tcan't take your finger because I know soon enough it will pick up speed and drive me berserk. And I know that after you learned of my little weakness you will mimic the gesture on my little bean with the tip of your flexible tongue. I can't withstand how agile your tongue is as it flicks between my wide open lips and targets my little bud

[tinyticklishbud]

And yet that’s exactly what you asked for isn’t it?

Now stop your complaining and start begging again. I’m not done with your clit.

nonononoNO! Not the come here gesture again!! Pleasepleaseplease MASTER!!!!! Eeeehhhehehehehe!!!

[tinyticklishbud]

Well, I guess you’ll just have to laugh and scream you way through it. All that pent up frustration will have made you super ticklish.

Perhaps I should have called it a ticklegasm? Seeing as they're the only ones you’ll be receiving from now on.

Master please... My little bean is so sensitive I won't be able to withstand your finger or your tongue twiddling away there... Even your breath tickles terribly

[tinyticklishbud]

Good girl. Theres my good tickle slave. All that torture is getting you right where we want you, isn’t it.

Just for being so good, I’ll give you a one orgasm pass. I’ll let you cum right now for being such a good girl for me. Then usual service can be resumed. See, I can be nice as well.

What do you say for being allowed to cum?

Yes master please...

But.... it will tickle to insanity if you touch my little pearl and I can't cum if you don't touch it.... So how will master touch my sensitive clitty??

[tinyticklishbud]

Good, but not close enough.

When I ask who owns your clit, you reply:

“My Tickle Master owns my clit. I am Tickle Master’s helpless tickle slave. and Tickle Master tortures my clit for his pleasure.”

Understood? A few spanks to your naughty little bud should help you remember.

Let’s try again. Who owns your clit?

My tickle master owns my clit. I am tickle master's helpless tickle slave and tickle master tortures my clit for his pleasure...

[tinyticklishbud]

That’s a good girl. It’s not always bad for you to break the rules. You need to every now and again to remind you what happens when you do. Punishment is the perfect way to keep a bratty little tickle whore like you in check.

Now that your punishment is over, tell me one thing, pet. Who owns your clit?

You...

[tinyticklishbud]

Sweetheart, you alone are responsible for cumming. I told you not to. You did. That’s on you. Now you have 12 hours to think of the error of your ways. If you apologise properly, like a good girl, then maybe I wont have to carry on punishing you. Because if I take the gag out after 12 hours and you even think about being bratty, you’re getting another 12 hours. Understood?

I can do nothing but accept my fate. My tiny button is twitching with over sensitivity, terrified of the impending punishment

[tinyticklishbud]

I told you you would break. Ticklish brats like you always do.

But what’s that? You came? Without permission?

Oh sweetheart. Just when you were back in my good books for calling me Master and telling me what a helpless tickle slut you are, you go and break the single most important rule. Do. Not. Cum.

Well, the gag was going back in anyway, may as well add some headphones for complete sensory deprivation.

That little clit is going to be punished so badly. You try and apologise for cumming through your gag. But it’s too late. You can apologise in 12 hours when your punishment is over.

Buckle up sweetheart.

You were responsible for my orgasm. I begged you. I told you how my sensitive little bud couldn't take it and you tortured it more. I can't withstand 12 hours it's not a fair punishment!

[tinyticklishbud]

That’s exactly the answer I was hoping for.

Trying to be defiant are we pet? You know how much trouble that gets you in.

Very well. I guess I’ll have to use my fingers on your clit and your crevice on your pubic bone until you break. I have all the time in the world. But you will break. And you will call me Master. And you will confess that you’re a horny, delirious tickle slut whose clit belongs to me to punish and torture as I see fit.

And then the gag goes back in. Naughty girls lose their speaking privileges.

My clitty is so weak it won't stand a chance. It won't be able to resist. All it takes is a single bending fingertip slithering up and down against it for me to break. The feeling is horrific like its coming from deep within my pussy like my unbearably ticklish bean is trying to self destruct. I beg and plead for mercy. I call you master. I tell you how sorry I am. Anything so it that tiny ticklish prisoner can escape the clutches of torture but it only continues. You have sworn to teach me the true meaning of regret. That single bending finger somehow manages to go even faster as if it's wired by a machine moving with inhuman speed kitchkitchkitching up and down. I can't take anymore. I cum so hard. Two things happen. My little bud now is way more ticklish than before, and your finger cleverly collects the slick and resumes its attack moving even smother and faster. Your teasing voice coos in my ear. I can't get away. My clit is utterly exposed to you. Becoming more sensitized as you continue to tell me how you are going to punish me as you flick away at my sanity with no regard

[tinyticklishbud]

Very well, tickle toy. I’ll reward you with extra edges. Maybe a whole day of edging and denial. Maybe I’ll take the gag out and make you tell me how much you love your Master denying your orgasms. How Master controls your orgasms. How you’re a helpless tickle slave who needs their clit tickled and teased because they just love it so much.

If that’s the reward you want, pet, that’s the reward you’ll get

Once my gag is out I'm gonna decide to brat a little and require a little bit of convincing to call you master and admit how much I love it when you torture my little clitty. Convincing in the form of the most horrific tickle torture my ticklish little bean has ever been through