Discipline can be tough to maintain but if you have a well enough equipped room for such needed discipline you can condition the most unruly of students. How many hours can one stand this kind of treatment? Well the key, especially when using automated vibrating rotary brushes, is to make them too soft and keep the vibration jus...
2016-11-04 20:42:12 +0000 UTC View PostOk, Halloween is over sadly and were into Nov, which means weather will be getting colder and xmas stuff is slowly getting shoved further and further up our butts. BUT its not all bad!
Im currently working on a new series of pics for this joyful holiday season. Expect the first, probably by the weekend, maybe sooner! Trust me,...
2016-11-02 18:33:11 +0000 UTC View Post
I think we broke her! Shes either possessed or driven insane from prolonged tickle torture. I mean who asks for more?
There is so much more to come, and things are going to get more evil as new ideas keep coming. For now this trainer has been tortured enough.....FOR NOW ;)
Please let me know what you think and th...
2016-10-31 02:52:29 +0000 UTC View Post
With almost all her clothing practically torn away there is not ticklish spot safe from those teasing tentacles. They stroke her thighs, they tease under her arms, they slide between here legs and tickle her nipples. There is nothing left but the maddening unmerciful tickling. Her please have nearly fallen away as all she can do...
2016-10-31 02:47:04 +0000 UTC View Post
After a time it becomes clearer and clearer that this ticklish predicament is not as innocent as it may have seemed. The probing, tickling spectral tendrils prob her body under her shirt looking for any sensitive spot and exploiting it. soon her jacket is torn away and the rest of her clothing seems to be following suit. She tri...
2016-10-30 04:33:57 +0000 UTC View Post
Ghostly tendrils coil around her arms stretching them helplessly over her head. disembodied hands poke and tease at her underarms provoking a stream of squeaks and giggles. She begs and pleads as the scope of her situation begins to dawn on her but it proves futile. The tendrils slide up the sleeves of her jacket and the...
