@happydayz101 Hoooooooow DARE You 😵‍💫🥴😵‍💫

@a-switch-and-his-feather bring it on cupcake

@southernbellelee oops sorry wrong tag..BRING IT ON CUPCAKE 😂😂

I regret everything

When I hold all the cards and your only option is to look up at the ceiling and LAUGH

@a-switch-and-his-feather doesn’t this apply to YOU too? 👀👀

Alright but like ticklish MEN🤌🏻

Isn't it cute when you get a big, strong man, tough looking and you lay him down onto the bed, tie him down and watch his nervousness as you slowly expose all his spots?

Let's not talk about whenever you glide a finger down his side... Or on the soft skin of his soles, that's the moment he finally breaks.

And you know what you should do after that? Aim for that spot. That deadly ticklish spot that he can't handle, just spend a little time on it. He'll do whatever you want him to do, just to get away from that unbearable hell.

Ticklish men are so much fun... Am I right, little lees reading this? 💙

@southernbellelee Why not? 😏 You clearly take my side that it’s actually @a-switch-and-his-feather who deserves all the tickles and torture 😵‍💫

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

@wild-lee-ticklish I’d like to report this post for being extremely teasy, flustering, and illegal 🥴

Mm’kay? Thanksss ❤️

I know it tickles like crazy, but keep still or I'll have to tie your toes back.

@happydayz101 my giggles? Oh yes

people giggling is pretty cute by itself but when someone that youre attracted to starts giggling it could extinguish a million stars and topple nations with the force of the power unleashed

HEY! WHAT?! NUH UH!

This is all @a-switch-and-his-feather ‘s fault!

He started it! 😤

@happydayz101 you believe me right?!

When I hold all the cards and your only option is to look up at the ceiling and LAUGH

@happydayz101 Ohhhhh how the contrary my evil nails wielding cutie, I don’t think you could ever tease enough for it to be “too much” 😘😏

Um………………………

Fuck

🥴🥴🥴

@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

@happydayz101 I said no such thing! 😤

As IF I would want that wretched feather being sawed into every…single…one of my toes…multiple times…without mercy…*cough* I DO NOT! 👀

As for the nails…only if you use all 10 😂

Sitting at campus today studying and sitting on a few pieces of paper is this feather…

1st thought running through my mind is how nice this feather would be sawing though some toes

@happydayz101 would say my toes but in reality it should be her toes 😉

#LeeMoodWent📈

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