Infante, a naive country boy with big feet, is about to endure a ticklish ordeal like no other. At the beginning of the clip, we see him dressed in his worn out working shoes and classic overalls, with his ankles tied to the ceiling with long ropes, his legs strapped firmly to a column, and his arms pulled back and restrained behind his head. Matteo, his tickler, has him exactly where he wants him: vulnerable and completely at his mercy.
The session begins slowly, almost playfully, as the tickler caresses the hillbilly's ribs and waist, provoking soft giggles that sound more like shy ...

Infante, a naive country boy with big feet, is about to endure a ticklish ordeal like no other. At the beginning of the clip, we see him dressed in his worn out working shoes and classic overalls, with his ankles tied to the ceiling with long ropes, his legs strapped firmly to a column, and his arms pulled back and restrained behind his head. Matteo, his tickler, has him exactly where he wants him: vulnerable and completely at his mercy.
The session begins slowly, almost playfully, as the tickler caresses the hillbilly's ribs and waist, provoking soft giggles that sound more like shy laughter than anything else. It’s all very subtle, delicate — almost ASMR — but the tension builds as the tickler takes his time, savoring every reaction. The shoes are peeled off to reveal a pair of big bare feet.
With nowhere to hide and his toes already curling, Infante squirms as the tickler unbuttons the suspenders of his overalls to uncover his upper body. The hillbilly’s chest and sides are now fully exposed. The tickling escalates — fingers dance along the soles of Infante and trail up to his ribs. The nervous giggles quickly spiral into uncontrollable laughter, deep and booming, echoing through the room.
As the tickler explores his most sensitive spots, Infante thrashes as much as his restraints will allow, his body jerking and twisting. But there’s no escape from the ticklish attack.
His laughter grow so loud, so desperate, that the tickler needs to gag him to muffle the cries. Even with his mouth covered, his body tells the whole story — his chest heaves with effort, sweat beads on his forehead, and muffled screams leak out as the torment continues.
The tickler’s fingers trace every vulnerable inch — underarms, ribs, sides, and back to those big, helpless feet — pushing Infante to his limits.

Trailer's song
“Cut and run” by Kevin MacLeod
Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 4.0

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