“This whole fetish is a nightmare... an absolute nightmare.”

“The crash out is loading.”

Neri Noire is a beautiful y*ung dominant: stern, composed, and used to being the one in charge. She has a soft, voluptuous, unmistakably feminine body that does not stay still once the tickling starts.

She begins in a shirt and skirt over a bikini, insisting she isn’t really ticklish and even feeling bad that “it’s not working.” That lasts about a minute. Then: “OK, that one kind of tickles.” After that she is off to the races—annoyed, then furious, then threatening, then pleading for the light stuff, then announcing that the crash-out is loading.

This is not a girl who can relax into the tickling. She shoves hands away, twists off the bed, and has to keep resetting the scene. The Tickler has to use wiles and strength just to keep her still long enough to work her underarms, sides, stomach, ears, hips, and thighs. The result is raw, unbound, and very entertaining: a tickle v*rgin who discovers she is ticklish and immediately decides the entire fetish is a personal insult.

What she *does* give you is excellent. She has a girlish giggle that keeps bursting out of a woman who is trying very hard to stay a stern domme. She has to stop several times to yank her bikini top back into place because her astonishing natural breasts are barely contained as she twists and leaps. And she narrates her ordeal throughout:

“I’m not very ticklish to be honest with you.”

“I like feel bad that it’s not ticklish.”

“I know, I’m getting so frustrated.”

“It’s p*ssing me off.”

“I’m like ‘ugh, calm down Neri.’”

“If this is the tease world, leave me out of the t0ture world.”

“I think you should go back to the light stuff.”

“Keep. Your. Hands. To. Your. Self.”

“For science purposes, what if you kept your motherfucking hands right there.”

“I don’t know if I’m going to make it.”

“You have this, like, horror bag of toys.”

“Oh my gosh, where do you get these f*cking toys from!”

“What didn’t tickle back then is tickling.”

“Nobody deserves to be tickled!”

“I am threatening you. I’m definitely threatening you.”

If you like watching a powerful woman discover she is *not* in control of her own body—and hate every second of that discovery—this is the clip. The tickling never becomes a long, deep surrender. Neri couldn’t control herself long enough to allow it during this, the unbound portion of our time together. What you get instead is the fight itself: a gorgeous, annoyed, newly ticklish domme trying (and failing) to stay above a fetish she has already declared a nightmare.

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