Celena, hogtied and helpless, her soft soles just begging for trouble. She’s trying to keep it together, too shy to let go, but every tickle’s a reminder that she’s not in control here. Then it happens, like a switch flips, and she’s gone, exploding into desperate, uncontrollable laughter. That sense of control she was clinging to? It’s history. Now it’s just her, the tickles, and the kind of laughter that leaves nothing behind.
Length: 10:44
Resolution: 3840×2160