Little Jackie Hoff had never been bound and tickled before this day. She wasn't quite sure what to expect. But once the tickling started, she quickly realized that this was real and that this was actually going to be tormenting for her. The moment I touched her soles and heard her laugh, I knew this was going to be fun..for me at least. The instant I dug into her sensitive ribcage and saw her petite body twist and struggle against the restraints, I knew she was going to most likely regret agreeing to do this scene. However, being the kind of tickler I am, I couldn't be happier. Some of the ...

Little Jackie Hoff had never been bound and tickled before this day. She wasn't quite sure what to expect. But once the tickling started, she quickly realized that this was real and that this was actually going to be tormenting for her. The moment I touched her soles and heard her laugh, I knew this was going to be fun..for me at least. The instant I dug into her sensitive ribcage and saw her petite body twist and struggle against the restraints, I knew she was going to most likely regret agreeing to do this scene. However, being the kind of tickler I am, I couldn't be happier. Some of the sounds she made were almost as if she was possessed or something. Her unusual reactions and methods of trying to defend against the tickling were, interesting, but they didn't work. Her bound body was exposed and vulnerable to whatever amount of tickling I wanted to administer.