ME does a few quick tests with her fingers, making MH laugh in her usual high-pitched, childlike way (she comments on how bad her laugh is, but I can't agree with her). Then ME uses a cheap paintbrush, stroking and poking MH's exposed armpits. She also tries a feather, which isn't the most effective tool, but it still works pretty well, including on the face. 

Eventually she uses her fingers more, and MH goes crazy as her ribs and armpits are explored. At one point she begs ME to tickle her feet instead. For ME this is as simple as reaching behind her to scratch MH's soles that are trapped between her own feet. This can be seen in the mirror that's at the foot of the table. MH's feet are as ticklish as always. Squeezing on her way back up, ME finds out that MH's knees, thighs and hips are also sensitive. 

As she comes back to the upper body, ME uses a back and forth motion to act like she's actually riding MH, including the use of an imaginary riding crop. Combs aren't usually used on the upper body, but ME experiments with it, poking MH's armpits repeatedly. Turns out the results are rather interesting. But I still say combs and hairbrushes are best used on the feet (and hair, of course). 

Sometimes ME interrupt the tickling, threatening and feinting to make MH nervous. It makes her even more receptive when the tickling actually begins. Eventually ME plays with MH's belly by blowing a few raspberries. To make her even more apprehensive, ME puts a blindfold over her eyes. Then she teases her face and armpits with a feather. She tries the paintbrush again, this time by reaching under MH's tanktop (while remaining decent, of course). That really gets to MH. ME keeps her guessing by attacking in different places, stoping and tickling again in a random way. 

At one point, ME, who's getting MH pretty good, starts laughing herself. I mean more than when she finds MH's reactions amusing. That's because I'm busy tickling her feet, which she mentions to MH. I also try tickling ME's waist while she does her best to continue working on MH. This comes as a minor relief to MH. I say minor because while she squirms a bit, ME still does a pretty good job on MH. 

MH is a little tired and asks if we can change the position, probably hoping it's ME's turn. But ME has other plans. She removes her big hat so that it doesn't get in the way, leans over and, much to my surprise, starts licking MH's armpit. I'm not so surprised when I see that it tickles quite a bit, and I struggle with the camcorder's tripod to get a better angle of this unexpected scene. 

I ask ME to try to find a way to do it so that I can see her tongue, which I know isn't easy. She points out that she doesn't have a long tongue, but she does her best and the results are very good. MH says that she doesn't have any strength left, ME squeezes her ribs and moves to other armpit, getting the same great results with her tongue. I remove the blindfold but MH keeps her eyes closed, until ME tells her to open them. 

Not content to lick the armpits, ME goes down and spends a few moments nibbling on MH's lower ribs, right before she goes for a vicious attack with her fingers, causing MH to bounce on the table. MH is definitely in trouble. 

I change the angle, moving the camcorder so that I'm filming from above (or behind?) MH, facing ME. The latter uses a feather in MH ears, and those ears are very sensitive, let me tell ya. ME teases "You like that, don't you?", to which MH replies "No! Yes, a little!" What?! I guess some models do manage to have fun even when being tickled silly. 

ME lets go of the feather, ready for some finger action. She asks MH if she's ready. Apparently not, but it doesn't matter. ME moves back, places her arms along her body, then slowly slithers back up MH's body, making some kind of hissing sound and bringing her hands up front like they're claws, looking very much like a predator about to jump on its prey. The effect is very cool. The psychological effect is excellent, and MH goes nuts for a few seconds. ME goes for another belly raspberry and sputters something incomprehensibe as she realizes that too much saliva went into it. Then the finger attack starts again. Then it's thigh tickling time, causing MH's her pelvis to jump left and right for a few seconds. 

Back to shooting from the side. ME decides to finish this part of the video by using her tongue again, this time on the skin of MH's lower ribs, plus a few extra tickles. It's surprisingly effective.

After a while I move in and tickle MH's feet. She loses most of her fighting power and ME gains the advantage. But then I leave them alone and MH makes a comeback, holding on tight to ME and tickling her sides. Both try to tickle each other's feet from time to time, but it's not easy to do so in their current positions. 

I move the table for a better view. They change their positions from time to time, sometimes lying down, sometimes tickling each other while upright. ME leans over MH and, since her arms are being held, she tries to nibble on MH's arms to free herself. Apparently even that tickles MH. 

During a mutual foot tickling attack I get a close-up shot of the feet and move in to give a hand with a comb. First I get ME, then MH. MH, trying to get herself out of this mess, claims that she has to go because her show is on. Nice try. I let the girls fight it out for a few more minutes. Actually, the whole thing lasts 8 or 9 minutes. Both gets good tickles through, but overall I'd say ME was dominant, partially due to her higher position. 

MH is relaxing for now, just looking at a few feathers she has in her hands. Her crossed ankles are propped on ME's lap (very good shot of her soles, by the way). Not only are ME's ankles in stocks, but her wrists are also tied to the ends of a long foam-covered wooden rod, her arms away from her body. 

MH starts by reaching over to tease ME's ears with the feathers. She tells her to roll her head to the other side to expose her ear. ME is surprised at how much it tickles, but she also says that she likes it (what is it with girls getting feathers in their ears?)

Eventually MH starts feathering the armpits, and they are also very sensitive to feathers. ME mentions how totally helpless she's feeling right now. MH quickly tries the belly, but ME indicates that it doesn't tickle much, so MH says "Well, if you insist..." and goes back to the much more feather-sensitive armpits. It's not like ME actually asked her to go back there, but whatever. Both armpits are attacked and ME goes on giggling and giggling, sometimes entering a state of near silent laughter (actually subtle "throat laughter"). MH points out that it's only feathers, and ME replies "Oh my god! Imagine the rest!" Feathers find their way back into the ears and neck, and ME catches one between her head and shoulder. Of course, that leaves one ear totally defenseless, so the grip doesn't last.

After ME's threat of what will happen when she gets free, MH switches to fingers. ME begs "Please..." to prevent the imminent tickling, but MH just says "Beg! Beg!" and tickles away. She climbs on the table and sits on ME's waist, tickling her ribs. For a while you can barely hear ME because it tickles so much. She manages to say that she's going to die. Her reactions become more intense.

MH puts her feet on the table and sticks her toes into ME's armpits. ME exclaims "Damn your feet are cold!" and starts laughing even louder. As usual for her she says "Oh my god!" and "Mon dieu!" a lot. Toes might not be especially dexterous, but not much movement is needed to get ME going. I get some close-up shots. 

After about a minute of toe tickling MH spends some time on ME's bare belly and ribs with her fingers. She says her hands are starting to ache. ME says the same about her stomach (she's been laughing quite a bit for the last few minutes). She actually starts babbling after a while. MH reaches for the feathers and uses two in a sawing motion on the belly. Strangely enough, this time they work there, and ME says they actually tickle even worse than the fingers. Go figure. Eventually, ME says "Do you know what I'd like? Put a blindfold on me, because I know it'll make me laugh even more." Sure thing, ME. 

ME is now blindfolded. MH successfully tries to make ME nervous. And sure enough, when the wild free-for-all tickling starts, ME goes nuts, laughing harder than she has so far. I believe I help out a bit at the feet for a while (though you don't see me), which makes ME ask "How many of you is there?"

I move the camcorder to face ME, slightly from above. She gets a short break when I ask if we can do something to lift her head (to see her face better). A pillow does a decent job of it. The blindfold is removed. MH goes on tickling the belly, ribs, the inner arms and especially the armpits. As laughed out as she is, ME says that it feels really good to laugh like that (I'm sure she's right) and, looking at the camcorder, she says in English "It's good for the heart." Indeed it is. 

I move back to the side, MH goes to the stool on which she was sitting when it all started, and this time she puts one foot against ME's ribs. She doesn't use it much, but it adds a bit of tickling to what she's doing with her fingers. I move again so that you can see ME's wiggling feet while MH tickles her upper body. MH is at ME's head and, for some reason, raises her leg to place her foot on the pillow, knee against her chest. ME asks what the hell she's doing, and MH says, giggling "A foot can be pretty from a certain angle", or something like that. ME asks, giggling like a fool, if MH wants her to tickle her foot at the same time. So MH lifts her leg to the side, moving her foot to reach ME's cuffed hand. I film the hand and foot, but ME is being tickled so much that she can barely do any tickling herself, even though MH is making a real effort to give her that chance. While the tickling goes on I move the camcorder to get a side shot of ME's feet. You see me (my hands) contribute to ME's ordeal by tickling her feet and toes. 

After a while I have MH take my place. Before we started the scene we had placed the table so that the stocks were right over the end of the bed, so MH is very comfortable, kneeling on the bed in front of ME's feet. As she starts tickling, we realize something amusing. MH wedged a feather between two cushions of the table in such a way that the tip brushes against ME's armpit, and it turns out that it actually tickles her quite a bit when she stuggles from the foot tickling, without anyone handling the feather. So she's kind of tickling herself. Talk about unfair. She wonders out loud how it can remain there and tries to get rid of it by blowing on it. At the same time MH is causing some serious damage at the feet, for now concentrating on ME's super-ticklish ankles. 

For variety, MH grabs a foot and nibbles on ME's toes. That's one of the most effective techniques on her (same for MH in Epsilon, for that matter). I get some nice shots of MH doing her thing, then I move the camcorder to see ME's reactions. As is the case for a good part of her big scene, her eyes are shut tight and she laughs her ass off. I add to her "misery" (she does enjoy the experience, to some extent) by ticklish her armpits. Yep, things are going quite badly for her. She yelps "Help me!", but of course she's just joking. I let her armpits alone and move the camcorder so that it faces MH, who's still nibbling on those cute little toes. This time we get to see ME's tops. ME says stuff like "Oh shit!" and "Oh god!", but under the circumstances I suppose she can be forgiven for that. I go back to a side view of the feet as MH starts tickling the ankles again, and I move in to tickle one myself for a few moments. 

I let MH use her teeth again, this time not only on the toes, but also the ankles, soles and heels. ME can't believe what she's feeling. I also realize that the teeth tickling of the feet has been going on for a few minutes total, now. 

I lift the table's backrest to get a better view of ME's face. This gives her arms a little more freedom of movement, since the backrest used to trap the spreader bar used for the wrists. But there's still not much she can do with the bar behind the backrest. At best she can raise a hand or two and bang the rod against the backrest a few times. 

MH discovers the joys of thigh tickling. It even works on the sides of the thighs, through the jeans, without even pinching. Then she goes for some upper body tickling while I tickle the feet (you can see all of ME in this shot). I barely understand ME asking "Will somebody tell me why the hell I'm ticklish on my thighs?" I don't have the answer, but she sure is ticklish there. While tickling the armpits, MH makes funny faces at ME, who sticks out her tongue at her, and MH says "I love you too."

For the final part of ME's fun torment, MH is kneeling on the table, overlooking the stocks, reaching for ME's feet. ME looks at me and pleads "Help me...." I notice that she's banging the bar against the backrest a bit much so I decide to free her hands. I figure the results might be amusing since MH is kneeling over her legs, her back to her. Before ME is even free MH starts nibbling on her toes, but ME soon fights back by ticklish her feet that are right in front of her. MH squeals with a mouth full of toes. 

MH's ministrations prevent ME from defending herself very much, but once in a while ME manages to get MH's feet. Since MH is now using a comb, I give ME her own for a mutual comb attack. Later, during a brief pause, MH notices that she let some spit fall on my bedspread while she was being tickled on her feet (not sure how that happened, but it strikes me as more amusing than disgusting). 

ME has long given up on tickling MH's feet due to the constant tickling that saps her will. Near the end, she decides that a direct upper body attack is more within her means. She tries this a few times while MH is still tickling her feet. Whatever attacks she manages are quite effective, almost neutralizing MH's own efforts. 

By now ME is nearly exhausted, but in one last brave, desperate effort she wraps her arms around MH and pulls her back against the backrest, away from her own feet, tickling MH's ribs with excellent results. Good job, ME!

At first we didn't bother using velcro cuffs or anything for her arms. I just helped by holding her elbows down, enough to allow ME to do her thing. It quickly became obvious that she had good potential, encouraging me to give the girls a chance for a real session (good thing I did). Eventually we decided to use the velcro cuffs, allowing ME and myself to team up and test MH's armpits and sides some more. She didn't go nuts, but she did laugh and giggle, and she also arched her back a few times, lifting her butt off the table.