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I straps my tickle slave down to the spanking bench, I find having him in this position makes him feel vulnerable and gives great access for what I have planned. My slave knows what's about to come, his body is tense in anticipation. I lower myself to his level for ease, I grab his foot, unable to get away. Slowly rubbing his soles before I start the tickling, I use my delicate fingers and sharp nails to combine pleasure and pain in one fell swoop. Starting with the foot nearest me I continue to the other, equally vulnerable. Sitting on my slave's leg to get a better angle I can tickle both his feet at once, but my fun doesn't stop there. I know my slave wants more; I can feel it. Stroking up the insides of his thighs, I tickle his balls before pulling his little white briefs up into a wedgie, which the slave dislikes a lot, but he knows he has no choice. Between the wedgie and tickling his balls, I spank his bottom, hard and precise.