Scarlet has Max right where she wants him - stretched out on the rack where she can tickle him to her heart's content. Hearing him beg for mercy puts a smile on her face as she teases her ticklish boy's ribs and hips and teases ever closer to his inner thighs. She offers to go easy on him if he licks her boots but continues to tickle him before he can respond. By the time she arrives at his feet he is laughing harder and harder as her scrubber tickles his soles more than he can stand. His laughter belongs to her and she aims to have all that he can provide.