Gagged. Wrists duck-taped behind my back. Put in the most vulnerable of positions. Then tickled. And tickled! Mercilessly! I tried as hard as I could to keep my composure, but I just couldn't! I laughed hysterically! I couldn't catch my breath. Drool dripped in long streams through my ball gag! I was a mess! To finish me off, I got my dirty soles scrubbed with a brush. It was the light touches and the swirling motions that sent me over the edge!