Genèse de la misère

Genesis finds herself blindfolded in the dark corner of a soundproof room. Tight straps lock her in place. She can tell that she is not alone and she is about to find out what her nefarious guest has in store for her. The first flicker of fingers across her bare sole sends shivers up her spine as she laughs reflexively. Her feet have always been so ticklish. Now trapped, her laughter begins to fill the room as the fingers dig into the sensitive recesses below her toes. Wiggling in a futile attempt to diminish the nonstop tickling on her foot, Genesis continues to laugh and scream, unable to identify her assailant. Her stomach aches from laughing so hard and she reaches no throes of agony once her relentless tickler identifies a few key ticklish spots on her upper body. Wailing and thrashing, her blindfold falls to the floor which does nothing to reduce the ticklish sensations overwhelming her tender torso. By the time Genesis' other foot is about to be tickled she is fro