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Tyli: *and just to make sure, she'll catch his chin with a finger and make him look at her* That will be the only order I give you. If you don't like something, if it stresses you, or you don't like how it feels or makes you feel, or it makes you think of things that upset you, then you tell me immediately okay? *she's not even going to bother with a safe word or the concept of playing like he doesn't want something. If he speaks up, she stops.*

Connor: *nods* All right.

Tyli: Good. Now to get into what this session will be about... sensation. So to start, close your eyes, I'm going to do different things. Just... feel... try to guess what I'm using on you if you like, okay?

Connor: Okay. *closes his eyes*

Tyli: *she'll start with something soft and fluffy trailing it up his spine to his hairline, then lightly across his shoulders*

Connor: *brow furrows - what is that?*

Tyli: *whatever it is, she starts to softly hit his shoulders with it, moving across his back and down, and then she'll following it up with lightly scratching her claws behind the trailing softly fluff moving over his back*

Connor: *arches a bit, his systems confused by the incongruous sensations*

Tyli: *just to be ornery, she'll lean in to lick her scratchy kitty tongue up the back of his neck.*

Connor: *shivers a bit with a soft gasp*

Tyli: *soft chuckle and will pick up something else to trail down his back. It's a knife, but it's so gentle that the sharp edge is almost silky soft.*

Connor: *breath hitches, his systems still confused wnd struggling to identify things*

Tyli: *will play the knife over his back, then come around and take his hand, playing the blade over his palm and down his fingers.*

Connor: *doesn't open his eyes, knows he's not supposed to, but she'll see the little confused, questioning frown on his face*

Tyli: What are you thinking, Connor? *she'll move back behind him again. This time what hits his shoulder is very thin and will sting lightly when it hits him. It doesn't really hurt, and doesn't even disrupt his activated skin at all really, but it does mildly sting.*

Connor: I'm trying to figure out what these items ar-! *breath hitches, though mostly just startled*

Tyli: Any guesses? *licks up his neck and behind his ear... just to be ornery again.*

Connor: *slight shiver again* Nn! Well, that's your tongue...

Tyli: *smirks* And other things. *she’ll strike him again with the thin thing in her hand...*