Tickled in Steel – Honey Kinkade

Have you ever been tickled to tears? Cause I can now say that I have. If ever I was sentenced to an eternity in hell, this would be my seventh circle. Course, since I truly love the suffering, it might not be the worst thing ever.

The steel cross is a bear. There is so little movement, so little forgiveness, and SO little mercy. Derek and my partner worked me into a desperate frenzy, where I was craving more but was also wishing for it to be over and so close to tapping.

The best moment for me in this clip is near the end (21:20). Derek has discovered how insanely ticklish my ears are and he’s holding my head still while my partner obliterates them with the sonic. The tears begin, the desperation seeps into my laugh, but it doesn’t. Stop. It just keeps going at the highest intensity level no matter what I do. I can’t even begin to tell you how much I love that headspace.

BIG shoutout to BOTH lers for their safety check after that moment. I’m in a bit of aftershock when they finally stop, and you can hear my partner soothing me while Derek checks in. We’re not quite done but he makes sure I can use words before continuing the scene; I have no doubt if I couldn’t, they would have ended things that moment.

(There’s also a great safety blip where Derek starts to go for my nose with a feather (15:30) but that’s a hard limit, and he quickly determines that with the right questions. Beautiful.)

Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ. This was almost as hard to watch back as it was to endure it. And I wish I was still stuck on that frame.