Once he was locked in the stocks, I had him right where I wanted. I began with gentle kisses and feather-light touches, just enough to make him shiver in anticipation. His soft giggles told me he thought he could handle it—but he didn't know what was coming. My fingertips danced over every sensitive spot, exploring every inch of his vulnerable feet as he squirmed and tugged at the restraints. His laughter grew desperate, each ticklish touch pushing him closer to his limit. The more he pleaded, the more I intensified my teasing, nails grazing his soles, my fingers relentless. I loved watching h...

Once he was locked in the stocks, I had him right where I wanted. I began with gentle kisses and feather-light touches, just enough to make him shiver in anticipation. His soft giggles told me he thought he could handle it—but he didn't know what was coming. My fingertips danced over every sensitive spot, exploring every inch of his vulnerable feet as he squirmed and tugged at the restraints. His laughter grew desperate, each ticklish touch pushing him closer to his limit. The more he pleaded, the more I intensified my teasing, nails grazing his soles, my fingers relentless. I loved watching him surrender, seeing the thrill in his eyes as he realized I wouldn't stop until he was completely spent. Breathless, trembling, and finally whispering the safeword—this was the ultimate tickle domination, and I enjoyed every wicked second.