Oh. My. God. What is with you people? I’m getting bullied here.
I don’t - it’s not exactly specific to Sam, okay? I don’t know, it’s just fun now, when people do it, because they’re all finally learning what my limits are and why I would get upset before if they tickled me. Now they know not to surprise me and when I’ve had enough so it’s not stressful anymore. It’s nice to interact with people in a way that doesn’t involve tablets or torture - well, bad torture, I mean. But Sam is different and I dunno know why but sometimes I sort of encourage it without being obvious. Moving on!
…okay the second part of this ask is even worse. The abuse continues…
My best experience with Sam was actually the end result of a prank from Gabriel (do NOT tell him that). I’d been thinking to myself about how Sam was a worse tickler. Immediately after I thought it, Gabriel teleported me into Sam’s closet, with my arms and legs tied together straight up and down, and my wrists looped over the clothes bar in the closet. Then he shut the door and left me there and I was going to start yelling for someone to come get me but Sam came in and then these feathers started magically tickling me all over.
I didn’t want Sam to find me like that so I tried to stay quiet, hoping he’d leave, but he sat down at his desk and started writing, and meanwhile these feathers were driving me CRAZY, they were everywhere, even my feet because the bar was a little high so I was on my toes.
Eventually some of the feathers for my waist and belly button at the same time and I ended up making a noise and there was Sam, opening the door with a gun in his hand. And the feathers kept going for a minute while I tried to explain that it was Gabriel’s idea and would he please get me down.
Sam just… Grinned at me, then brushed the feathers away. But before I could be relieved, he unhooked me from the bar and picked me up like I was nothing, which was …interesting, and he carried me over to his bed and laid me on it, still tied up, and started tickling me like you wouldn’t BELIEVE. He was just brutal. He went over everything, armpits and ribs and hips and legs and feet, and he teased at my belly and waist but saved really torturing them for last. I was dying with laughter, I mean it was driving me crazy, and at one point he started using his tongue on my belly button at the same time he was tickling my sides and I was screaming laughter. Someone came to knock on the door to see what was going on but Sam just sent them away and carried on tickling. And tickling, and tickling. And watching me the whole time and laughing at me and teasing that he’d never seen anyone so ticklish in his life and he’d have to thank Gabriel later.
He didn’t stop until I was totally exhausted and begging and then he just hugged me for a minute until I got my breath and I actually fell asleep like that - what, I was exhausted! - and when I woke up, the restraints on my arms and legs were finally off and I’d been put under the covers in Sam’s bed while he sat at his desk reading.
Okay that’s it, you bullies! Hope you’re finally satisfied!