IMPORTANT: The models in this video, like most of The Last Laugh's models, speak FRENCH, or at least its quaint Quebecois dialect. 

Most of the time I work with at least two models. There are several advantages to such a situation. For instance, it limits the physical contact between myself and the models (I do enjoy tickling, but it's a matter of comfort when working with people who are basically strangers, which goes for both parties), and it frees to operate the camcorder in a more dynamic way. Also, I assume the models feel safer with a friend, and it's probably more fun for them as well. However, once in a while I find a model who doesn't have a partner or who prefers to work solo. In such a case, I have to take care of the tickling myself. It has its down sides, but as long as the model is comfortable with it, it would be foolish of me not to do a shoot with her. 

Last Laugh Dalet is the combination of two separate shoots I did with solo models. All the tickling is done by yours truly, although I do my best to appear on camera as little as possible (most of the time you only see my hands and arms). You could say that the first girl, Vickie, is the main model in this video production. Her contribution is longer, and she's definitely the most ticklish of the two. In fact, I'd say she's among my most ticklish models so far. I wish they could all be like her. Kathleen, the second model, is only moderately ticklish, with relatively mild verbal reactions overall. But unless you absolutely need intense action of the tickle torture kind, with hysterical laughter, she can still be a fun ticklee. Her facial expressions and squirming make her even more pleasant to watch as she tries to endure the ordeal.

Vickie is on a treadmill, but she's not exactly using it the way it was designed for. Indeed, she's resting on the bottom, her ankles and wrists cuffed to the handles. Naturally, the idea is for her feet to be up in the air, making them very easy to tickle. She talks to the camera for a few moments, presenting herself and explaining her odd situation. She mentions that she's very ticklish and that she can struggle quite a bit when tickled, but she also realizes that right now her mobility is somewhat limited. 

My arm enters the shot. I slip off Vickie's right sneaker and give her socked foot a few tickles. She instantly lets us hear her sweet laughter. I go at it for a few moments, then move to her left foot. I remove her sneaker and hang it on her big toe. But when I tickle her foot through her sock she simply can't keep the shoe on her toe, dropping it to the floor. While she obviously can't leave the treadmill, she can still squirm a lot, and watching her twist around and partially lift herself off the treadmill in desperate attempts to get away from the tickling is a riot. 

About two and a half minutes into the scene I start peeling off her left sock. At first I only reveal her heel, which is very sensitive. Then the sock comes completely off and I tickle the rest of her equally delicate foot. Moving to the right foot, I once again peel off the sock gradually, tickling the exposed skin before the sock is complete off. When only the toes are covered I hold up the sock, telling Vickie that if it comes off the tickling will get worse. Unfortunately for her, her struggling frees her toes after about ten seconds, and I tickle harder. Her laughter gets more intense, with some loud yelps among the more standard laughter. She gets even worse when I experiment with her waist, causing her to lift herself up even more than before and twist around like crazy. But this part of the video is mostly about foot tickling, so I don't knead her side for very long for now. 

Vickie's big toes are now tied to the treadmill's handles. I take advantage of her reduced mobility to use more delicate techniques. I drag a fairly small but conveniently stiff feather along her right sole and between her toes. It's not enough to make her go crazy, but she does giggle quite nicely. It's great to work with a model whose feet are significantly responsive to feathers, a commodity that's not as common as I'd like.

After about 90 seconds of this I switch tools, taking a paintbrush to her sole. Her laughter increases, especially when I twirl it between her toes. I almost drop ir, but when I notice that the tip gets caught between her toes, I leave it there and go for another brush. I tease another toe space with it before letting go. Some more teasing with a couple more brushes and Vickie ends up with a total of four brushes wedged between her toes. 

One of the paintbrushes has disappeared for some reason, but the other three still hang on as I apply the maddening teeth of a comb to her sole. After a while, I put the comb aside and attack her toes with two paintbrushes at the same time, the third brush still protruding from between her 3rd and 4th toes. Poking her sole with the pointy ends also works great. 

I crouch next to Vickie to squeeze her waist with one hand while I dig into her foot with the other. This drives her wild. Good thing for her, my intention for now is to mostly concentrate on her foot, so it's not so bad for her. But not so good either, as she's still very ticklish on her feet. A new tool is brought in, in the form of a twisted pipe cleaner. At first she doesn't recognize what it is, but she does know that it annoys the hell out of her. I finish the scene using my good ol' fingers. Simple but effective. 

Vickie already starts giggling when I dangle a hairbrush in front of her. I grab her ankle for more control, apply the brush to her foot, and she explodes in laughter. Later, hooking her big toe with one finger and grabbing the treadmill's handle with the rest of my hand, thus keeping her toe completely still, I saw at her toe pad with a comb. It would seem that the toe bondage hasn't robbed her of all of her sensitivity yet, far from it. While I'm there, I also spend a few moments on the ball of her foot and at the base of her toes. 

The next shot, lasting a little under 3 minutes, shows Vickie's left foot, still cuffed in the air to the treadmill's handle, the big toe tied back. It's not an extreme close-up, but you do get a very good view of her sole as I tickle it in various ways. You can hear her cute giggles as I feather her toes, then her more intense laughter when I turn the feather around to scratch her sole with the pointy end. A guitar pick fitted on my finger also works very nicely. But it's when I go for the comb that she really goes nuts.

To compensate for the fact that the previous foot shot didn't show Vickie's face at all (one of the disadvantages of not having the freedom to operate the camcorder in a more dynamic way when I have to do the tickling myself), I spend the next 90 seconds on a close-up view of the adorable faces she makes while I tickle her. I mostly work on her feet (though this isn't actually seen at this time), but we also get to see how sensitive her neck and ears are when my hand enters the shot to tease her. 

While she's still on the treadmill, Vickie is now in a different position. She's kneeling, facing the camera, her wrists cuffed to the handle above her head and her elbows cuffed to the sides. Not surprisingly, this is meant to be an upper body tickling position. I place myself behind Vickie, getting ready for her workout. As she looks at the camera's LCD screen that's flipped towards us, she comments on how stressful it is for her to be able to see what's going on. My fingers move from spot to spot, alternating between the armpits, ribs, waist, belly, etc. I make her nervous by randomly slowing down or even stopping, keeping her guessing when it will start again and making her jump with tickling feints. 

After a few minutes I zoom in a bit, getting a closer view of the upper half of her upper body. Naturally, I mostly concentrate on her armpits, but I also give her ears and neck a taste of the fingers. She can be heard saying that she didn't know one could be that ticklish on the ears. I guess she learned something today. As the scene progresses, the armpit tickling gets worse and Vickie's reactions get more desperate. The panting heard through her laughter is a good indication of how strenuous this exercise for her. 

For the last part of the scene, I set the camera to get a close-up of her face. I've instructed her to make sure her face stays in the shot, no matter how desperate she is to struggle. One can't see what I'm doing in the background, but I'm busy applying a mix of foot tickling and upper body tickling. It gets pretty bad for her, so I finally decide to leave her in peace. 

This first scene with Kathleen starts rather abruptly, as I start tickling her almost immediately. With her wrists cuffed over her head and her elbows cuffed to the sides, there's really nothing she can do to protect herself from the armpit tickling that I'm dishing out. Kathleen is moderately ticklish, not the type to go nuts from it, but she does laugh, and her squirming and grimacing only confirm that this is indeed an ordeal for her. 

Her exposed belly (notice the tattoo pattern) proves to be rather vulnerable to deep tickling (as opposed to light surface tickling). She says something about getting a good workout for her abs. Moving up a bit, her ribs turn out to be rather tender as well. I remove her glasses, figuring that it might have a partial blindfold effect, but she say that her vision isn't all that bad and that the tickling has her keeping her eyes shut anyway.

I go back to her armpits, zooming in a bit to get a better view of the region above her ribs. She asks what would happen if she bit me. Fortunately for her, she doesn't actually try it. I move the camcorder so as to get a shot on her belly, but she's totally confused when I go for her armpits instead. When she asks what's the point of this, I tell her that I wanted to take her by surprise. Which succeeded, apparently. I do dig into her belly after that, though. 

When I go back to Kathleen's armpits, I notice that the knot holding her right elbow cuff down has come undone. She's happy about this because, according to her, it means that she's strong. But all I have to do is keep her elbow down with my arm and she's just as helpless as before. I ask her if she enjoys being tickled. She hesitates and says that it depends (on what, I don't know). Then I ask her if she enjoys being tickled right now, and she answers that she doesn't have a choice, being tied down. That's one way of seeing it, I guess. 

Kathleen's new position is a very standard ankles-locked-in-stocks one, sitting upright with her wrists cuffed under her knees. I finish untying her shoelaces, pull off one shoe and tickle her through her sock for a few seconds. Then the second shoe falls to the floor. I'm already tickling the exposed part of her sole before the first sock is completely off. As before, Kathleen's verbal reactions are relatively mild. This doesn't mean, however, that she's not ticklish on her feet. In fact, she hates having her feet tickled a lot more than her upper body. She finds the comb that I slip into her second half-removed sock to be especially annoying, and she doesn't think she can take it for very long. I then crouch under the stocks, just barely out of the camera's view, holding my hands up to tickle both her feet at the same time. Some time later, I stand next to the stocks to work on one foot with the comb. She might not laugh very loudly, but she does squirm quite a bit. Unlike the comb, she doesn't totally dislike the sensation of the electric toothbrush that I apply to the base of her toes for a few moments. It still tickles, but to her it's the fun kind fo ticking. 

About 5 minutes into the scene I get a close-up shot of her right foot that I'm pulling back with a shoelace tied to her big toe. I scratch her sole with a guitar pick that I'm wearing on my finger, then I hold the shoelace with my teeth (fortunately not actually seen) to free my second hand so it can, well, lend a hand. This is when I get some of the best laughter out of her. I can be heard complaining about the shoelace tugging at my teeth. Kathleen thinks my discomfort it's well-deserved. For the end of the scene she has her hands cuffed around the stocks through one of the side holes so she can't protect the foot at the other end. Once again, my arms enter the shot from below, getting both feet at the same time.

In this last scene, we get a close-up of Kathleen's upper body as she's sitting on the floor against a bed, her arms tied away from her body. I can be seen (well, barely) reaching down to get her armpits, which are the main targets in this scene. Later, her wrists are tied over and behind her head, and her ankles are cuffed together. Her feet are propped on a low table in front of her, though they're mostly free to move around, despite the very loose piece of rope that suggests a weak attempt to keep her feet still (it's not really functional, not too sure what we were tring to do). At least we get to see her struggling feet while she gets tickled on her upper body, for those who enjoy that. Oh, she's also wearing a blindfold for a while, but I soon take it off. At the end of the scene she slips down to the floor, partially taking the long rod to which her wrist cuffs are tied along with her. I have to admit, the "bondage" in this scene is kinda sloppy. But no matter, I figure I might as well end the scene by tickling her on the waist while she's still on the floor. After all, her wrists are still restrained. A fairly low intensity, but cute, scene.