Audrey has our willing challenger strapped tight, every buckle testing his nerves. The air feels heavy as we circle the bed, fingers just out of reach, letting the tension sink in. He knows we won’t really hurt him—but we let him wonder how long we’ll keep him laughing. A slow drag of fingertips across his ribs sends him into frantic laughter, his voice breaking as he begs for a pause. Instead, we lean close, whispering promises of “just a little longer,” making every second feel endless. Every pause is deliberate, a false hope before another sudden surge of tickles. He can’t escape, and that helpless anticipation is exactly the game. EMAIL US FOR THE CUSTOM. TRIBUTE IF YOU LOVE THE VIDEO.
