"Well majikku, do we have an attention span disorder?" Grinning down at you, trapped within the stocks, your bare feet stickling out. "I could help you with that you know..." I take an ostrich feather out of my pocket and begin swishing it over the palm of my hand. "...as if you had any say in the matter... of course..." I start lightly dusting your soles with the feather. "You will let me know if this gets your attention, won't you?" I begin to slowly drag the ostrich feather between your outstretched toes.