Of nearly all the ‘lees I know, Chrissy is one of the most talkative. She’ll tell you how horrible it is, she’s pop up when you use something on her feet and ask (often while shrieking) “What IS that?” Sometimes she’ll even call me names! Here she’s mummified neck-to-ankles in the bondage sleepsack, with her ankles locked in the stocks and her toes tied back, making her feel even more helpless than usual–and then I start out by sliding feathers over her soles and sliding them between her toes! Chatty Chrissy immediately has to start wiggling her toes and talking about what feathers on her feet feels like! By the time I get to the flossers and the sonic toothbrushes, she’s alternating between babbling, wiggling her toes and laughing!