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I was fully zipped up into a heavy leather sleepsack with my head and bare feet exposed so what was Cinched to do other than torment my feet?! He started by tickling my super sensitive feet and I couldn't contain my twitches and laughter. He found great joy in making me squirm before grabbing a cane to take to my tender soles. I winced and laughed through the pain as the first cane made its mark. Cinched switched to the second cane to deliver more strokes to my feet as lay helpless, bound by leather and at his mercy. He decided to have some fun with a wartenberg wheel on my freshly tenderized feet. I giggled as the sensation overloaded my brain. He flicked the bottom of my feet and tickled me more and I was squirming to try and process everything that he was inflicting on my little feet. Cinched went back to the cane, delivering some strokes to my body before returning his attention to my feet. He alternated between tickles, the wartenberg wheel and the cane to keep me a hot mess of giggles and groans!