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The bound misogynist squirms in his chair, his eyes wide with surprise and fear as the three feminists surround him. Enola starts at his feet, her nimble fingers dancing over his soles, making him jerk and convulse. Alice joins in, tickling his armpits and ribs, while Maeva teases his ears with a whispering "Shh, don't you dare move." The boy's attempts to free himself are futile; the girls' bondage skills ensure he's at their mercy. His humiliation deepens as they use a tickle machine on his most sensitive spots, their laughter filling the room like a symphony of retribution.