Sara has her ankles locked in stocks, feet close together, while her wrists are cuffed behind her back. Marie is perched on the stocks, overlooking Sara's feet. Shoes and socks quickly come off. After a minute of finger tickling, the electric brush springs into action, spending most of its scrubbing efforts on and between the toes. Marie turns around for some upper body tickling, and after a while I jump in for a minute or so, taking care of Sara's feet. I eventually let Marie finish the scene by herself as she goes back to the toes with her electric toothbrush. Once again, Sara's verbal re...

Sara has her ankles locked in stocks, feet close together, while her wrists are cuffed behind her back. Marie is perched on the stocks, overlooking Sara's feet. Shoes and socks quickly come off. After a minute of finger tickling, the electric brush springs into action, spending most of its scrubbing efforts on and between the toes. Marie turns around for some upper body tickling, and after a while I jump in for a minute or so, taking care of Sara's feet. I eventually let Marie finish the scene by herself as she goes back to the toes with her electric toothbrush. Once again, Sara's verbal reactions aren't especially loud (including several bouts of silent laughter), but the look on her face, as well as the way she shuts her eyes tight and throws her head back, are all signs that show that it does, in fact, really tickle.