Goddess Scotland has never been bound before, and was visibly nervous. So nervous in fact that she asked if just her wrists could be bound, leaving her legs free. We made a deal that as long as she didn't kick her legs, I would leave her legs free. But she lost this bet, and after laughing, begging, and squirming a whole lot, Scotlands ankles are also bound and I go to town on those tickly bits! Which include her silky soft underarms, her tummy and sides, and my personal favorite spot, her insanely sensitive inner thighs! "I shaved!" she proudly exclaims, and it is only then that I notice t... Show more