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Cameron Brink's big finale featuring her soon to be coach and her wife.
"Ah, perfect timing ladies," Sarah purred, gesturing towards Cameron. "I've been looking forward to this part of the evening."
In walked Cameron's soon to be new head coach of the Los Angeles Sparks, Lynne Roberts, with her wife, Katelin, in tow. Both women's eyes widened at the sight before them, the dungeon's red lights reflecting off their shocked expressions. Lynne was tall and athletic, her sharp gaze assessing the situation with an air of authority. Katelin was shorter, but still very athletic and a mischievous glint in her eyes that suggested she might not be as horrified as she first appeared.
"So, you see," Lynne began, her voice steady despite the scene, "Katelin has quite the tickle fetish. It's something we've both enjoyed exploring in our private life." She leaned in close to Cameron, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "And when we drafted you, Katelin wouldn't stop bringing up Camerons wikifeet page and fantasizing about what she wanted to do to these big, sexy feet."
Cameron's cheeks burned with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. She had always been self-conscious about her size 13.5 feet, but the way Lynne's eyes lingered on them made her feel... different.
"Sarah," Lynne said, her voice firm and commanding, "help me move Cameron to the 'Dominator'."
Sarah nodded, her eyes gleaming with excitement at the prospect of new playmates. Together, they unlocked Cameron from the chair and gently guided her to the centerpiece of the dungeon: a massive, adjustable contraption with a padded seat, stocks for the ankles, and wrist restraints. Lynne's eyes never left Cameron's feet as they moved, her desire clear as day.
With swift, efficient movements, Lynne and Katelin began to remove Cameron's clothes, their hands deftly untying knots and unhooking straps. Sarah assisted, her touch lingering on Cameron's bare skin as the fabric fell away. The cool air of the dungeon kissed Cameron's body, making her nipples harden and her skin break out in goosebumps. She felt vulnerable, but also strangely alive, her heart racing with a mix of fear and anticipation.
Sarah leaned in, her breath hot against Cameron's ear as she whispered, "Forty-five minutes, darling. And trust me, it'll be the most intense forty-five minutes of your life."
The two of them positioned Cameron on the 'Dominator', securing her wrists and ankles with the leather straps, leaving her legs spread and her feet fully exposed. The contraption was designed to keep her in a vulnerable, open position, her feet perfectly placed for the tickling to come.
Lynne stepped forward, her eyes glued to Cameron's size 13.5s. "These are even more beautiful than I imagined," she murmured, reaching out to trace a finger along the arch of Cameron's right foot.
Katelin, unable to resist any longer, began to kiss and lick the extra long toes before her, her eyes gleaming with excitement. The feel of the soft, warm mouth on her skin sent a shiver down Cameron's spine, and she gasped as she felt the first tentative strokes of a tongue against the sensitive pads of her feet.
Lynne's gaze remained locked on Cameron's, a silent challenge that the young player met with a mix of trepidation and excitement. The coach's hand reached out, her thumb tracing a line up the center of Cameron's left foot, her touch feather-light and deliberate. The anticipation was agonizing, but before she could brace herself, Lynne's mouth closed around her big toe, her teeth grazing the skin gently before she began to suck.
Katelin, not to be outdone, leaned in and captured Cameron's right foot with her own mouth, her tongue swirling around the pad of the big toe in a slow, teasing dance. Their eyes met over Cameron's bound body, and the heat between them was palpable. The room was thick with tension, the air charged with desire as the couple began to kiss each other deeply, their tongues intertwining as they took turns tasting the young player's skin.
Breaking the kiss, Lynne chuckled darkly and whispered to her wife, "Tickle her for me, baby." Katelin's eyes sparkled with excitement as she nodded eagerly, her hands moving to grip the sides of the 'Dominator'. She knew exactly what she was going to do, and Cameron could feel the anticipation building in the room like a storm.
The first touch of Katelins fingers against the arch of her left foot was like a lightning bolt, the sudden sensation making her jolt and gasp. The couple's combined tickling was a masterful dance of pleasure and pain, their fingers moving in a blur as they targeted the most sensitive spots on her feet. Cameron's toes curled and uncurled in response, her body writhing against the unforgiving restraint.
Sarah, not content to simply watch the show, stepped into the scene with a glint in her eye and a wicked smile playing on her lips. In her hand was a shiny, metal ratcheting mouth spreader gag, its purpose unmistakable. She leaned over Cameron's bound form, the cold metal pressing against her cheek as she buckled it in place around her head. "This will keep you from biting your tongue," she whispered, her voice a dark caress.
Cameron's eyes widened in surprise, the cool metal of the gag making her gag reflex kick in, but she held still, the fear of biting down on something hard during her impending ordeal making the decision for her. The gag was adjusted until it was snug, her mouth stretched wide open, exposing the pinkness of her tongue.
Sarah stepped back, her gaze lingering on Cameron's bound form. "Now, my dear," she said, her voice a sweet caress, "I have a little question for you. Have you ever tickled the roof of your own mouth?"
Cameron's eyes darted to the gag, understanding dawning in her gaze. She could feel her own saliva pooling in her mouth, the anticipation of the new sensation making her stomach flip. She nodded as best she could, the gag preventing her from speaking.
Sarah's smile grew even more wicked. "Good," she said, her voice a velvety purr. "Because I'm about to show you a new level of tickling that you never knew existed."
Leaning in, she began to run her long, agile tongue along the roof of Cameron's mouth, the sensation sending a jolt of shock through the player's body. It was a strange mix of pleasure and discomfort, the feeling of something so intimate and yet so invasive at the same time. Cameron's eyes watered, and she couldn't help but whine around the gag, her body trying to pull away from the torment even though she was bound so tightly.
The room was spinning, her feet on fire from the relentless tickling of the couple's fingers, and now this new, unexplored sensation was pushing her to the brink. The saliva pooled in her mouth, the gag preventing her from swallowing, adding to the overwhelming sensation of being utterly at their mercy.
Sarah's tongue continued its exploration, the wet, warm pressure against the sensitive skin of Cameron's palate sending shockwaves of pleasure and discomfort throughout her body. Her eyes watered even more, the taste of metal and her own fear mixing with the sweetness of Sarah's saliva. She tried to squirm away, but the restraint held her firmly in place, leaving her no escape from the tickling torment.
"Look at her," Lynne murmured to Katelin, her eyes glinting with amusement as she watched Cameron's reactions. "I think she's enjoying it more than she's letting on."
Katelin giggled, her own excitement palpable as she watched Sarah work her magic. "Licklish girl can't stand when Mistress Sarah licks her mouth, can she?" Sarah asked, her tongue tracing the outline of Cameron's teeth before delving back into the warm cavern of her mouth.
Cameron's muffled screams grew more frantic, her body thrashing against the restraint as she tried to escape the relentless tickling. The new sensation of a bullet vibrator moving between her toes was driving her wild, the feeling of the cool metal on her soles sending waves of pleasure through her that she had never felt before. Her eyes squeezed shut tightly, tears of laughter streaming down her cheeks.
Sarah took a step back, her own amusement clear in the way her eyes danced as she watched the rookie giantess squirm. "You know," she mused, her voice a soft purr that sent shivers down Cameron's spine, "you're a good little tickle slut, aren't you?"
Cameron's eyes snapped open, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She glared at the dominatrix through the tears, the humiliation of her situation making her want to scream. But she knew that giving in to the pleasure would be admitting defeat.
"I can stop whenever you want," Sarah said, her voice a gentle tease. "All you have to do is tell me." She stepped closer, her breath hot on Cameron's cheek. "But I think you like it, don't you?"
Cameron's eyes widened, and she tried to shake her head, to say no, but the mouth spreader gag kept her tongue in check. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes watering from the overwhelming sensations. The vibrator between her toes was driving her insane, the tickling on her soles feeling like a million little feathers dancing across her skin.
Sarah leaned in, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Oh, I can't hear you, darling," she whispered, her voice thick with sarcasm. "Is that a yes or a no?"
Cameron screamed and tried mouth "no" but couldn't move her mouth at all. The vibrator, now being used on her soles by the happy, kissing couple, was driving her wild, the intensity building with every second.
Sarah stepped back and held up the two electric toothbrushes with a flourish. "Now, my lovely WNBA couple," she said, her eyes gleaming with excitement, "it's time for the grand finale. Twenty minutes of pure, unadulterated tickling hell." Sarah began running the electric toothbrushes along Cameron's palate and nostrils.
Lynne and Katelin shared a knowing smile, their eyes dark with desire as they stepped up to the table. They knew what was coming, and they were ready to deliver. Lynne picked up a sleek, curved g-spot stimulator, her eyes never leaving Cameron's as she approached the chair.
"Now, let's really get this party started," Lynne said, her voice a seductive growl. She used the labia spreader to expose Cameron's clit to the cool air of the dungeon. The rookie's body tensed, her muscles straining against the bonds that held her in place. Lynne put the g-spot stimulator in her own mouth to lube it up before slowly sliding it inside Cameron's pussy.
Cameron's eyes rolled back in her head and her toes curled right into Katelin's face, her body a canvas of pure sensation. Katelin's breath caught in her throat, her eyes glazing over with tickle lust. She couldn't believe she was getting to see her favorite new WNBA player in such a vulnerable position.
Lynne stepped back, a smug smile playing on her lips. "Look at her," she said, her voice a low purr. "So sensitive, so responsive." She held up two feathers, their delicate plumes fluttering in the dim light of the dungeon. "I think it's time to add a little something extra, don't you?"
Without waiting for an answer, Lynne leaned in, her breath hot on Cameron's pussy as she gently squeezed the basketball stars clit to expose it further and slowly dragged the feathers vertically across the rookie's clit. Cameron's body jerked, her eyes snapping open to meet Lynne's gaze...
To be continued
Cameron Brink's big finale featuring her soon to be coach and her wife.
"Ah, perfect timing ladies," Sarah purred, gesturing towards Cameron. "I've been looking forward to this part of the evening."
In walked Cameron's soon to be new head coach of the Los Angeles Sparks, Lynne Roberts, with her wife, Katelin, in tow. Both women's eyes widened at the sight before them, the dungeon's red lights reflecting off their shocked expressions. Lynne was tall and athletic, her sharp gaze assessing the situation with an air of authority. Katelin was shorter, but still very athletic and a mischievous glint in her eyes that suggested she might not be as horrified as she first appeared.
"So, you see," Lynne began, her voice steady despite the scene, "Katelin has quite the tickle fetish. It's something we've both enjoyed exploring in our private life." She leaned in close to Cameron, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "And when we drafted you, Katelin wouldn't stop bringing up Camerons wikifeet page and fantasizing about what she wanted to do to these big, sexy feet."
Cameron's cheeks burned with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. She had always been self-conscious about her size 13.5 feet, but the way Lynne's eyes lingered on them made her feel... different.
"Sarah," Lynne said, her voice firm and commanding, "help me move Cameron to the 'Dominator'."
Sarah nodded, her eyes gleaming with excitement at the prospect of new playmates. Together, they unlocked Cameron from the chair and gently guided her to the centerpiece of the dungeon: a massive, adjustable contraption with a padded seat, stocks for the ankles, and wrist restraints. Lynne's eyes never left Cameron's feet as they moved, her desire clear as day.
With swift, efficient movements, Lynne and Katelin began to remove Cameron's clothes, their hands deftly untying knots and unhooking straps. Sarah assisted, her touch lingering on Cameron's bare skin as the fabric fell away. The cool air of the dungeon kissed Cameron's body, making her nipples harden and her skin break out in goosebumps. She felt vulnerable, but also strangely alive, her heart racing with a mix of fear and anticipation.
Sarah leaned in, her breath hot against Cameron's ear as she whispered, "Forty-five minutes, darling. And trust me, it'll be the most intense forty-five minutes of your life."
The two of them positioned Cameron on the 'Dominator', securing her wrists and ankles with the leather straps, leaving her legs spread and her feet fully exposed. The contraption was designed to keep her in a vulnerable, open position, her feet perfectly placed for the tickling to come.
Lynne stepped forward, her eyes glued to Cameron's size 13.5s. "These are even more beautiful than I imagined," she murmured, reaching out to trace a finger along the arch of Cameron's right foot.
Katelin, unable to resist any longer, began to kiss and lick the extra long toes before her, her eyes gleaming with excitement. The feel of the soft, warm mouth on her skin sent a shiver down Cameron's spine, and she gasped as she felt the first tentative strokes of a tongue against the sensitive pads of her feet.
Lynne's gaze remained locked on Cameron's, a silent challenge that the young player met with a mix of trepidation and excitement. The coach's hand reached out, her thumb tracing a line up the center of Cameron's left foot, her touch feather-light and deliberate. The anticipation was agonizing, but before she could brace herself, Lynne's mouth closed around her big toe, her teeth grazing the skin gently before she began to suck.
Katelin, not to be outdone, leaned in and captured Cameron's right foot with her own mouth, her tongue swirling around the pad of the big toe in a slow, teasing dance. Their eyes met over Cameron's bound body, and the heat between them was palpable. The room was thick with tension, the air charged with desire as the couple began to kiss each other deeply, their tongues intertwining as they took turns tasting the young player's skin.
Breaking the kiss, Lynne chuckled darkly and whispered to her wife, "Tickle her for me, baby." Katelin's eyes sparkled with excitement as she nodded eagerly, her hands moving to grip the sides of the 'Dominator'. She knew exactly what she was going to do, and Cameron could feel the anticipation building in the room like a storm.
The first touch of Katelins fingers against the arch of her left foot was like a lightning bolt, the sudden sensation making her jolt and gasp. The couple's combined tickling was a masterful dance of pleasure and pain, their fingers moving in a blur as they targeted the most sensitive spots on her feet. Cameron's toes curled and uncurled in response, her body writhing against the unforgiving restraint.
Sarah, not content to simply watch the show, stepped into the scene with a glint in her eye and a wicked smile playing on her lips. In her hand was a shiny, metal ratcheting mouth spreader gag, its purpose unmistakable. She leaned over Cameron's bound form, the cold metal pressing against her cheek as she buckled it in place around her head. "This will keep you from biting your tongue," she whispered, her voice a dark caress.
Cameron's eyes widened in surprise, the cool metal of the gag making her gag reflex kick in, but she held still, the fear of biting down on something hard during her impending ordeal making the decision for her. The gag was adjusted until it was snug, her mouth stretched wide open, exposing the pinkness of her tongue.
Sarah stepped back, her gaze lingering on Cameron's bound form. "Now, my dear," she said, her voice a sweet caress, "I have a little question for you. Have you ever tickled the roof of your own mouth?"
Cameron's eyes darted to the gag, understanding dawning in her gaze. She could feel her own saliva pooling in her mouth, the anticipation of the new sensation making her stomach flip. She nodded as best she could, the gag preventing her from speaking.
Sarah's smile grew even more wicked. "Good," she said, her voice a velvety purr. "Because I'm about to show you a new level of tickling that you never knew existed."
Leaning in, she began to run her long, agile tongue along the roof of Cameron's mouth, the sensation sending a jolt of shock through the player's body. It was a strange mix of pleasure and discomfort, the feeling of something so intimate and yet so invasive at the same time. Cameron's eyes watered, and she couldn't help but whine around the gag, her body trying to pull away from the torment even though she was bound so tightly.
The room was spinning, her feet on fire from the relentless tickling of the couple's fingers, and now this new, unexplored sensation was pushing her to the brink. The saliva pooled in her mouth, the gag preventing her from swallowing, adding to the overwhelming sensation of being utterly at their mercy.
Sarah's tongue continued its exploration, the wet, warm pressure against the sensitive skin of Cameron's palate sending shockwaves of pleasure and discomfort throughout her body. Her eyes watered even more, the taste of metal and her own fear mixing with the sweetness of Sarah's saliva. She tried to squirm away, but the restraint held her firmly in place, leaving her no escape from the tickling torment.
"Look at her," Lynne murmured to Katelin, her eyes glinting with amusement as she watched Cameron's reactions. "I think she's enjoying it more than she's letting on."
Katelin giggled, her own excitement palpable as she watched Sarah work her magic. "Licklish girl can't stand when Mistress Sarah licks her mouth, can she?" Sarah asked, her tongue tracing the outline of Cameron's teeth before delving back into the warm cavern of her mouth.
Cameron's muffled screams grew more frantic, her body thrashing against the restraint as she tried to escape the relentless tickling. The new sensation of a bullet vibrator moving between her toes was driving her wild, the feeling of the cool metal on her soles sending waves of pleasure through her that she had never felt before. Her eyes squeezed shut tightly, tears of laughter streaming down her cheeks.
Sarah took a step back, her own amusement clear in the way her eyes danced as she watched the rookie giantess squirm. "You know," she mused, her voice a soft purr that sent shivers down Cameron's spine, "you're a good little tickle slut, aren't you?"
Cameron's eyes snapped open, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She glared at the dominatrix through the tears, the humiliation of her situation making her want to scream. But she knew that giving in to the pleasure would be admitting defeat.
"I can stop whenever you want," Sarah said, her voice a gentle tease. "All you have to do is tell me." She stepped closer, her breath hot on Cameron's cheek. "But I think you like it, don't you?"
Cameron's eyes widened, and she tried to shake her head, to say no, but the mouth spreader gag kept her tongue in check. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes watering from the overwhelming sensations. The vibrator between her toes was driving her insane, the tickling on her soles feeling like a million little feathers dancing across her skin.
Sarah leaned in, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Oh, I can't hear you, darling," she whispered, her voice thick with sarcasm. "Is that a yes or a no?"
Cameron screamed and tried mouth "no" but couldn't move her mouth at all. The vibrator, now being used on her soles by the happy, kissing couple, was driving her wild, the intensity building with every second.
Sarah stepped back and held up the two electric toothbrushes with a flourish. "Now, my lovely WNBA couple," she said, her eyes gleaming with excitement, "it's time for the grand finale. Twenty minutes of pure, unadulterated tickling hell." Sarah began running the electric toothbrushes along Cameron's palate and nostrils.
Lynne and Katelin shared a knowing smile, their eyes dark with desire as they stepped up to the table. They knew what was coming, and they were ready to deliver. Lynne picked up a sleek, curved g-spot stimulator, her eyes never leaving Cameron's as she approached the chair.
"Now, let's really get this party started," Lynne said, her voice a seductive growl. She used the labia spreader to expose Cameron's clit to the cool air of the dungeon. The rookie's body tensed, her muscles straining against the bonds that held her in place. Lynne put the g-spot stimulator in her own mouth to lube it up before slowly sliding it inside Cameron's pussy.
Cameron's eyes rolled back in her head and her toes curled right into Katelin's face, her body a canvas of pure sensation. Katelin's breath caught in her throat, her eyes glazing over with tickle lust. She couldn't believe she was getting to see her favorite new WNBA player in such a vulnerable position.
Lynne stepped back, a smug smile playing on her lips. "Look at her," she said, her voice a low purr. "So sensitive, so responsive." She held up two feathers, their delicate plumes fluttering in the dim light of the dungeon. "I think it's time to add a little something extra, don't you?"
Without waiting for an answer, Lynne leaned in, her breath hot on Cameron's pussy as she gently squeezed the basketball stars clit to expose it further and slowly dragged the feathers vertically across the rookie's clit. Cameron's body jerked, her eyes snapping open to meet Lynne's gaze...
To be continued
