Better late than never...

This was Claire tickling Jessi in a horrible (well, for Jessi) stress position, where she even taunts her a little beforehand...

I'm imagining someone locked into these and standing while tied to an X-frame or St. Andrews cross. Then, while others tickle the living daylights out of other parts of the body (armpits, belly, back [naturally]), poking Pursonics, flossers and Tickling Duck rods into that delightfully exposed instep while they teeter and flail away.

This is her and Darling (who was first and foremost in admitting how much she loved to be tickled in bondage...)

Been awhile since I posted me tickling someone until they scream, so here you go—enjoy.

Think about how many nerves are in the soles of a pair of size 11 women's feet (say, like those of @v-lee92). You lock them in a pair of stocks—these are toes down, because eventually we'll have to get around to tickling the backs of her knees, her sides and her back—pull the big toes back, and then you can push the 'on' button on your handy electric vibrating silicone feather and watch her toes spasm and wiggle, and listen to all the delightful noises she's gonna make! Good times, good times!

Well ain't that something.

(My two favorites are "fuckstick" and "anus.")

Is there anything more magical than hearing, "Not there!" shrieked over and over? 😍

Thinking of my early years and recalling another size 11 lover of purple (and noting what @v-lee92 should have in store...)

These two things alone would break most ordinary mortal lees, much less if you locked them into a straitjacket—but not @ticklishintexas. This woman is as unbreakable as they come (and the hairbrush tines on the Pursonic toothbrush trick was invented by her husband)! But it is still delicious to listen to a half hour of her laughter!