After a grueling day at work, I collapsed into a deep nap, only to wake up to a disorienting situation: my hands and feet were bound. Frustration and helplessness quickly set in, and the only thing I could do was remove my socks and wiggle my bare feet. Just then, the person responsible appeared, and began a perplexing mix of tickling and adoring my feet. As the bizarre scene unfolded, I reluctantly began to engage with the foot play, hoping that by doing so, I'd convince them to release me.