When Jana was secured to the bed wearing nothing but a strait jacket and pantyhose, she knew she was in trouble. Her legs spread wide and lashed to the bedposts, she would be completely helpless to prevent whatever her captor had planned for her. It was truly no laughing matter, or so she thought! It seemed her captor felt that tickling her tender tootsies would be a marvelous warm up, with the added benefit of leaving her winded and weak from all her thrashing and peals of laughter! Now that some of the fight had been removed from her, it was simple to wedge the panel gag into her protesti... Show more