From the start, Arielle Aquinas looks tense as we prime her soft white feet with various canes. The thick ones affect her as much as the thin. Anxiously she purses the red lips of her pretty, pert face to keep her composure. In black bra and waist-high panties, snugly bound with ropes to the chair, exhaling frequently, helpless Arielle flexes her toes in nervous anticipation throughout, swallowing deeply or squinting at the sting. The blindfold increases her stress. Little squeals and sounds of desperation build during her countdown to 50 with each cane stroke on her lovely, vulnerable soles. Afterward she rubs them together for relief!