There’s Celena, shy as a kitten, stuck in the stocks for the first time. She’s trying to brace herself, but who’s she kidding? She’s in tickle town now. Every touch is a ticklish bullet, and she’s got no armor. Celena's giggling, trying to squirm, but there's no escape. Her laughter a signal of ticklish defeat.

There’s Celena, shy as a kitten, stuck in the stocks for the first time. She’s trying to brace herself, but who’s she kidding? She’s in tickle town now. Every touch is a ticklish bullet, and she’s got no armor. Celena's giggling, trying to squirm, but there's no escape. Her laughter a signal of ticklish defeat.