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I may have a new favorite tickle toy! Seeing him everywhere - think he’s both genuinely ticklish AND enjoys it!
"shhhh" he said, pressing a foot into your face, and your mind blanked out.
You'd wanted to talk about something that had... been... bothering you? Him.... helping.... more? What? It didn't really matter anymore. You took another deep inhale, smiling.
"That's it. Just like that, boy. Nice and deep."
"Yes sir," you said, taking yet another breath. "Was I... saying something?"
"Yeah, something about it not being fair that you do all the chores. That you'd leave me if I didn't start helping out more. But you'll never leave. Right, babe?" he said, pressing his foot further into your face.
"No sir. I'd never leave."
"And why's that?"
"Because then I wouldn't be able to serve these, or the rest of you," you said, rubbing your face into the bottom of his sock.
"That's right," he said, smiling.
"I love serving you. I love taking care of all your chores," you said, suddenly remembering your training. "I love doing it all while you sit back, like a real man should."
"Hahaha. Correct, silly. You love having a big, dumb jock boyfriend to serve and to show off, don't you babe?"
"Of course sir," you said, licking his sock now. You loved the way the sweaty fibers felt along your tongue.
"Yeah. A little artsy nerd like you doesn't usually end up with a hot jock boyfriend, do they?"
"No sir," you said, slowly starting to kiss his feet. "I still can't believe that someone as sexy as you actually likes me."
"Exaccccctly boy. I could tell a dude like you would give up all their self respect for some attention from a guy like me. Nah, you'll be a good, loyal boy for the rest of your life, as long as I gave these big feet for you to serve," he said. "And this body," he said, slowly rolling up his shirt, revealing a 6 pack and big pillow pecs.
"Yes sir," you said, hypnotized by his form. "Yes. I get to worship you for the rest of my life."
"You're such a horny little slut."
"Just for you, sir."
"So you don't mind taking care of a few chores in exchange, right babe?"
"Not at all sir," you said, practically making out with his foot now. "I'm sorry if I said anything. I'm so lucky to get to clean up after you, Sir."
"See? Everything's so much better when you just do what I tell you to, isn't it?"
"Yes sir."
"Good boy. Now why don't you go get my dinner started, then you can suck my cock after?"
"Of course, sir," you said, walking into the kitchen, smiling with his musk still fresh on your face.
Being his bitch was the best.
here's my hot take about my generation and people younger than me (I'm 22 years old)
The reason current teenagers and people in their really early 20s are conservative on accident and have such shitty takes on the internet is because our generation was much more sheltered than previous generations and because we were raised to be ok with orwellian servailence and that is 100% the fault of our parents, Reagan Era kidnapping panics, and the rise of technology all coming together to prevent us from doing the sketchy shit that sends parents into panic mode but which is also completely fundemental to childhood development. If your parents had even a crumb of money to their name and even a shred of free time they started tracking your phone as soon as it was possible to. I did not experience this because my parents are actively trying to live like it's the 1990s and still have not gotten cell phones of their own, and did not let me have one until I was 18 years old and it was no longer their choice, but literally over half of my friends in middle and high school had their phones tracked by their parents at some point or other, and we would occasionally find this out, not because their parents told them, but when we were trying to do the aforementioned sketchy shit and their parent's car would pull up. And I would, like a reasonable person after finding this out, encourage my friends to just leave their phones at home, and their response would be "What if I get kidnapped" or "My parents are just trying to keep me safe"
This in my estimation has lead to a combination of kids being terminally online because they do have internet access and are better at deleting search history than their parents think they are, but don't have the freedom to go out and do shit without their parents' knowledge or consent, so they have the most privacy from the people who control their lives while they're on the internet, and kids not having the real world experiences they should have, not knowing how to connect with other people irl, not feeling comfortable leaving the house because of the horror story lies their parents told them to make them ok with the surveillance they were inflicting on their kids. Kids these days are growing up in the fucking panopticon when they should be out in the woods playing with knives or stealing cigarettes from their older sibling and going out to an empty parking lot to smoke them or whatever and that shit is sticking with them into adulthood. Things that were "tee hee we could get in trouble isn't this so fun and daring" in the 1990s and 2000s have become in the 2010s and 2020s things that are "If I do that without texting my parents some sort of lie to excuse where my location is my parent's car will pull up and I will get grounded for the next two weeks."
Like even when I was 19 I had a 16 year old friend who would volunteer their time at a food shelf and that's how we knew each other. We would talk about dungeons and dragons together, and the game store was 4 blocks from the food shelf. One day we left the food shelf earlier than they had told their parents they would and they got punished for that. We were literally just going to look at dungeons and dragons miniatures and dice, which was self evident if you could see where we started and how far we walked and where too. I have to assume that this isn't uncommon. It's wrong, but it's not uncommon.
Ok it has become apparent to me that people do not understand what I mean by conservative on accident.
Nobody my age is voting republican. Let's be clear on that. With the exception of a small minority of gamer gaters and people who were raised in actual cults most people my age are either commies or good liberals who votes straight blue down the ticket. This is because of the greta thunberg effect. We're all afraid of dying of thirst because there's no water anymore at the age of 35. Wealthy white children are no longer safe with the republican party which has become less of a political party and more of a death cult, and white children are less wealthy than they used to be (I specify white because POC by in large never voted for the party of the southern strategy for obvious reasons). We as a generation are so insanely blue that they're trying to raise the voting age to 25 about it.
This liberalism and party affiliation doesn't preclude them from being conservative on accident. What I mean by that is... Well
No kink at pride is a great example. The assumption that pride should exist at all makes them think that they're immune to conservative logic but they're still trying to enforce a dominant ideology onto a minority group. That person who made the tweet about how you shouldn't have sex in houses where there are children in the other room and if you can't avoid it you're a sex addict. That's a great example of like straight up puritanism coming out of the mouth of someone who proports themselves to be a leftist
If you ever see a discourse that feels like an obvious psyop as an adult and you can't understand why these supposed leftist youths are falling for it it's because that kid has never had sex in the woods and had to try to buy plan b under their parent's nose. My generation is dumb about sex. We're dumb about drugs. We're dumb about theft. We moralize literally everything. We're so dumb about stranger danger that we never learned how to community organize so while the vast vast majority of us are crushed by existential dread about debt and climate change but we never do anything about it because we just don't know how to organize because we're raised to see everyone else as a threat and we never went to or organized parties as teens because our parents would always know and stop us.
They managed to invent a generation that hates capitalism but fully buys into individualism and who is supportive of queer people and way less monogamous than previous generations but who still buys into the base assumptions of the nuclear family and thinks sex is evil. The levels of politics going on here are way weirder and stupider and more complicated than "young people vote republican and watch Fox news"
I've never seen anybody explain it so well
I wanna be owned by a vampire.
I wanna be enthralled by their hypnotic gaze, I wanna be taken to their castle and placed in the dungeon. I'd lay there mindlessly, until the vampire visits me. Either to drink my blood, or to use me as their sex object. Or both.
I wanna say "preferably both" but at point, I wouldn't have any preferences. My only wish would be to be of service to them.
I find if unbelievably hot to be made to talk in third person while hypnotized. Bonus points if you don't use your name, but instead whatever your tist calls you. Like...
"Toy obeys."
"Fuckdoll watches the spiral."
"Good boy is empty."
"Kitten is horny."
Hell yeah
I love turning gentle tickles mean just by making them go on and on. How long can you last if I lightly drag my fingers around your stomach? Do I even need to brush your feet if I can make you into a giggly mess just running one finger up and down your sole? (Yes, obviously, but still).
Sometimes making a lee melt is more fun than making a lee break. I could spend hours doing nothing but teasing you and making sure that ticklish feeling on you just doesn't stop no matter what.
Good boys, stare at the pendulum and take deep breaths of my feet. Going deeper and deeper. No thoughts left, just horny obedient little monkeys at my service.
They look so cute don't they? Ohh I was just showing you my hypno slaves, but it seems you got caught up in the pendulum too. It's ok, you can join them, after all, monkeys are social animals. It's ok, this is where you belong.
Amazing work by @alanunderfoot, you can also visit his DA. Currently doing a sketch a day challenge.
The best little tickle toy >:D @runnertied
One day I’ll build a set of stocks to lock this cutie up in.
Okay is it just me or are light tickles maybe worse than rough, digging in tickles?
Because hear me out-
Your arms up over your head, and your ler comes in and rolls up your shirt so you midriff is exposed. You look at them in confusion because why is your shirt getting pushed up? Why waste the time when you could just dig right-
Oh no...
There it is. The one finger, dragging small circles around your tummy. Just one little finger and yet, you're already twitching. Your legs are already shifting. You can't help but track that finger like your life depends on it. And there it goes, slowly traveling up to your ribs, back down to your hips. Then another fingers joins the chase, then another. They're moving so slow... Barely touching you, in fact. And yet, they tickle so fucking bad. It's really unfair just how bad it is.
But then, you're getting flipped over, arms still up and your shirt still rolled up and then you feel something that makes you want to scream. The lightest, softest touch scraping along your lower back. They're barely touching you. Their fingers are barely making any contact at all. Just light, soft skittering. Its absolutely unbearable.
So just me?
Old collab comic I made with one of my friends, @_Dumbskull_ on twitter!
the idea that your friends won't like you if you're too weird is wrong for example one time I told a friend whenever I was losing my mind I laid down on the floor under my desk and stared at it until I was better and next time she visited me she taped a bag of salami snacks to the underside of my desk with a message saying "going insane all by yourself, handsome?" which I only saw months later when I had a breakdown. that's friendship.
