Better late than never...

The minute I started heavy-duty scrubbing away with the pet brush, she started losing it. After all this time, this what was working? I was at that point of the mind that, "Okay—if only the hardcore stuff works on you—that's what you're gonna get." And I kept going until she could barely breathe!

If the question is, "As opposed to someone else selling my videos?" The answer there would be, I prefer there to be as few middlemen as possible. I'd sell them myself, but that makes it impossible for me to keep the level of privacy I'd like.

You get much more intense reactions when you tickle them inside their shoes.

As for the clip store, like I keep saying, I'm hoping to open one, but the obstacles to what I would like to have in a store at present are seeming fairly insurmountable. However, if I get one opened, believe me, you'll hear about it.

I can't recall any Kink.com models with any kind of foot freckle or birthmark, to be honest. I think the model Felony (beautiful woman, but ticklish as a brick) used to wear a toe ring. But that's about all I can remember...

(Kink.com hired Claire Adams as a domme back in the Oughts.. More than anyone else, she was a proponent of tickling as sexual torture. For close to two years, she was the best example of how to use tickling in predicament bondage.)

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.")