Favorite Tickling Techniques - Mine Would Have to Be "Red Dot" Tickling
Given my particular kink, and the friends I've cultivated on this site who share my love of all things tickling related, I've gotten several messages asking the same question - "What do think is the most effective tickling technique?" Well the real answer is...it depends. Based on my experience, and assuming you have a highly sensitive ticklee, my mind inevitably goes right to what I call, "The Red Dot Technique".
Let me explain...
Here is the setting - highly sensitive ticklee, 4 poster bed (or something similar), Lee tied spread eagled using 8 ties (wrists and ankles tied to the bedposts - then add a tie to each elbow and knee and secure to the side of the bedframe) complete and total immobility. Teasing is ESSENTIAL here. Tie her slowly, firmly but gently...then smile at her and reveal a red satin blindfold....place it on her to significantly heighten her nervousness and sensitivity. Then pour yourself a drink, sit on the bed next to her and chat...tell her you are just going to admire her body while you plan out your next moves...casually remark..."You have nothing to be nervous about...unless you're ticklish..." Watch as she tries to squirm away and begins to freak out a bit...now the negotiating begins...then as she is trying to convince you not to tickle her...you begin. Starting with her palms and ending with her soles you slowly explore every single inch of her helpless body. Nibbling, tickling...doing anything to elicit laughter. As you find an especially explosive spot....one which elicits that beautiful squealing "volts of electricity through the body" tickle response, you take out a soft tipped red pen...and you make a very tiny dot on that spot. Then you move on. By the end of this adventure you will have an exhausted ticklee...and a complete map of her absolute worst tickle spots.
This is where the real fun begins....after letting her rest for a bit...kissing her gently...refreshing your drink...you take out one of her favorite vibrators...she hears the buzz...you lie next to her and whisper in her ear, "So here is what is going to happen....I'm going to slowly bring you to a long, wonderful orgasm...you are going to cum like you never, ever have before. Then, after you cum and are lying there in that wonderful post-orgasm hypersensitivity, I'm going to slowly tickle you again...only this time I'm only going to tickle the parts of your body with the red dots. And then it begins....you slowly arouse her with the vibrator. As you do you whisper in her ear, "Don't you dare cum...don't you dare..." Of course this only makes her cum faster. When she does, you give her a long, deep kiss...and whisper in her ear, "You just lie back and relax sweetie. I'm going to do some exploring..." And round 2 of the tickling begins...and then it becomes an evening or orgasm...red dots...orgasm...red dots...You get it.
super craving a hypersensitive ticklish lil plaything whose hips I could be sitting on while poking and prodding all over there cute tummy and ribs and seeing them hide their face and give in to the giggles but won't push me away.. sigh, anyway...
Just when you think you’re safe enough to stretch and do a big yawn, two little pokes in your armpits are enough to make you squeak and turn to me. I smile mischievously, that look in my eye never leaving my face. I want to tickle.
You either submit to me and laugh real loud for me as I tickle you… or you run. And naturally , you try to escape. But I’m always just a step behind you. You poor thing, you can’t decide where to run to, so I easily corner you.
My hand immediately go for your flanks and sides and I continuously try to open a way to get your armpits easily, as your arms have clamped to your sides to protect them. Maybe some tummy tickles will make you loosen up. But I can hear you trying to hold back your laughter… looking away from me…
“Sorry, cutie, but you won’t be holding that back for much longer…”
I tease, as my fingers find your ribs. As some of laughter comes out, and your reach up to stop me, my hands quickly slip into your armpits, as my fingers instantly wiggle into the hollows of your armpits, and my hands squeeze at your entire armpit.
You bellow laughter out, because you’re unable to hold it, and your knees give out. You feel as I softly guide you to the floor as I tickle your armpits.
“There’s my sweet, giggly baby. Can you keep laughing for me? Your laugh is so pretty…”
I smile and see you continuously look away, but my gaze follows your head.
“Let me hear more of that laugh…”
I say as my fingers move faster and with more intensity.
“Let me hear more. Come on. Louder, for me…”
I smile and enjoy myself as I straddle you down and keep tickling. Your arms hugging my hands to your body is quite helpful, as I don’t let up.
“You look really beautiful when you laugh… but there’s something I need you to say if you want me to stop…”
That evil look in my eye remains, as my tickles don’t let up and you’re running out of breath.
“Say that you’re the prettiest, giggliest girl. Say it.”
Your little shakes of your head , and your words of protest do little to stop me.
“Say you’re the giggliest prettiest girl… come on…”
Like the meanie that I am, I stop and start the tickles repeatedly, earning loud laughter and squeaks from you as I go on and off over and over, letting you catch your breath for mere seconds before I continue. I hear you start to say it and I stop tickling.
I smile down at you lovingly as I hear you call yourself the prettiest, giggliest girl. I softly retract my hands.
“Was that so hard, princess?” I say smugly, eyeing your tummy for more tickles.