Jokers Throne - Fae Donata

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A session on Joker’s Throne makes me feel like a Harley Queen!

…I probably deserved the treatment I got for these horrible puns…

And on this edition of “Fae’s Last Words” - I still stand behind “There is no Star Wars without Tolkien.” But I probably shouldn’t have bratted that hard while I was strapped with my armpits, inner thighs, feet, and stomach all detrimentally exposed. But my inner freak loves a good bendy predicament.

Between all the merciless tickling I got on my sides and my underarms, I was feeling extremely vulnerable. Those are my two favorite spots, but they produce intense results! When he goes at me with that damn toothbrush/flosser? (which will now and forevermore be called The Devil’s Fork!), my laughter gets significantly higher in pitch, and my speech becomes much more garbled. I suppose discoveries like this are the reason we record our experiments in the first place!

Now I’m not sure why I thought that because my feet weren’t sticking out directly in front of the camera that there was no way he was gonna get those. I clearly forgot who I was dealing with. I know he’ll probably enjoy this feedback, but I found that I could move my feet WAY less in this predicament than having them bound in the sack. That made all the tickling sensations SO much more heightened. I am a struggler with a reputation to uphold, so it’s saying a lot that I truly found myself with nothing left to do but to take it.

Since I’m not gagged, I also get to say a LOT, which usually means he doubles down on everything that tickles most. But you’ll be happy to know that in the end, the brat was indeed tamed.