Ayala, the shy beautician, is tied down with her feet on display. She's a bundle of nerves, mind racing on every decision that lead her into this ticklish situation. Across from her, a stranger with a single goal, to tickle her feet and milk her for the years of laughter she's kept under wraps, kept so quiet you’d think it was sin. As the first tickles flirt with her soles, Ayala fights her own embarrassment to laugh while exposed for all the world to see. In this helpless moment, it’s not just her feet that are bare, but her soul too, laid open in a shy laugh that tells more than words eve...

Ayala, the shy beautician, is tied down with her feet on display. She's a bundle of nerves, mind racing on every decision that lead her into this ticklish situation. Across from her, a stranger with a single goal, to tickle her feet and milk her for the years of laughter she's kept under wraps, kept so quiet you’d think it was sin. As the first tickles flirt with her soles, Ayala fights her own embarrassment to laugh while exposed for all the world to see. In this helpless moment, it’s not just her feet that are bare, but her soul too, laid open in a shy laugh that tells more than words ever could.