I hate being tickled so goddamn much. If you don’t want me to wriggle, you’re gonna have to tie me up better than this. With my wrists bound to the bed, you go to town on my naked body, tickling me with a hairbrush, paintbrush and eventually your hands. I scream out to tell you to stop, begging for you to stop as I try and fight you off. 7 minutes of torturous hell.