Looks like Josh is only getting started.

I assumed the whole point of stripping me was so he could touch my body without my clothes getting in the way, but instead, he continued using the toothbrush. Are you fucking kidding me?

“No way, you’re not going to keep tickling me? You already won, dude, come on," I beg.

“Yeah, that’s right. That’s what I want to do. You did say I could touch you anywhere until the hour was up, remember?” Josh replies calmly.

He's practically scolding me like a child for even asking. Fuck. There’s no way I can endure that stupid toothbrush.

I try to talk my way out of it.

“I never said you could touch me anywhere. Or tie me up naked. I just said you could tie me up! No fair!” I squeak, trying to get his sympathy.

Josh pulls out his phone. He recorded it, too, and I hear my own voice repeating those awful words.

“And if I lose, I agree to be tied up for an hour..." the recording says.

"There's more to the recording, but I think you get the gist of it," Josh says.

Fuck. My. Life.

He goes in again. I close my eyes and all I can feel is **** as I violently thrash and squirm against my bondage. I laugh so hard I think my lungs are going to pop.

“Josh, please, no tickling. You can touch me as much as you want, but no more tickling!” I plead.

I beg for his mercy. He has all the power. I look at the clock and there’s still 30 minutes left.

“I’m not really hearing anything that makes me want to stop. Also, I did say no complaining. If you insist on keeping this up, there might be penalties for welshing on the bet,” Josh says.

I glare at him with the angriest look I can muster under the circumstances.

“A penalty? You’ve got to be kidding me!” I shout.

Josh doesn’t respond. Instead, he turns on the toothbrush again and my unbearable laughter starts again. There’s no way I can take this. Fuck, I have to make him stop, it’s too much.

“Josh, please, oh my god, I’ll do anything, please, no more tickling. I’m ticklish, okay, you win. Touch me anywhere, just no more tickling,” I beg.

Josh shrugs and keeps going.

“Unless you’ve got a better alternative, this is what I want to do,” Josh says.