The hell Paige is in during part 3 doesn’t let up. This is 3/4 of the way through what this poor girl went through while completely helpless. Secured to the dreaded tickle table, I have her tightly, blindfold her, wrap her head down to the table, layer straps on top of the sleep sack which is also bound to the table. Of course, her perfect bare feet are trapped in the stocks I created, pinning them tightly together then securing her big toes.
She can’t go anywhere. She can’t speak. She can’t see. And on top of it, earplugs are inserted and ear muffs are topping it all off. All of her senses are aimed at her bare feet and what she experienced here. Poor Paige.
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