I decide for a convenient looking low chair without any backrest. Its legs get fixed to furniture nearby, preventing them from moving or the whole thing tumbling over. When told to stretch out one of her legs she resist, shaking her head furiously. Quickly I grab one of the ankles and give her feet a hard scribbling over her unprotected sole. Her leg instantly quivers and she pulls hard, making muffled sounds. But my grip is stronger. When I go for the insteps her voice pitches up. After thirty seconds of tickling I put her foot down, which she jerks back under her body. Jenny sits on her lower legs, her bare feet visible from behind, while her hands are tied to the rail.
My repeated command to stretch out one of her legs still gets ignored. Not wanting to give her too much warning about the intensity of the tickling that will happen next, I try a different strategy. I hook both of my index finger behind the waistband of her pajama bottoms and pull it down a bit. She wiggles her butt and tries to utter some insult which I am happy that I cannot hear it, resulting in more pulling. The first trace of her beautiful butt crack gets into view. Shuddering, she gives in and stretches out one of her legs, which I tie to the chair, just below the knee and at the ankle, repeating the exercise with her other leg. Jenny struggles to keep her balance but adjusts to the new situation.
It is a beautiful sight. Her feet are almost two feet apart, her thighs raising vertically from the knees, while her upper body is tilted horizontally with her arms not fully stretched. Basically she can only move her upper body a bit, and wiggle with her butt and her feet.
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