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As the prickly brush scrapes against her sole, each stroke sends a surge of dread through her, her body writhing helplessly against the rigid restraints. Desperate, she frees one hand, fumbling to shield her foot, but it’s futile—the tickler continues, undeterred. Adrenaline surging, her pulse hammering, every nerve screams for release from her merciless ler, with no end to the torment in sight.