blootwentytoo1
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I don't feel like setting this up - i'm just going to write the hot part of my fantasy :stickout
she was strapped down as her domme and best friend, and the deadliest tickler on earth straddled her, running her long red fingernails all over her naked skin. Her tickling was as gentle as possible, so that sub-Marina still had the capacity and breath to gab with her best friend. This isn't to say that sub-Marina wasn't throroughly suffering with delight. A young beautiful built boy in his early twenties entered the room.
"Want him?" DOMME-inique asked sub-Marina
"Yes." sub-Marina breathed.
DOMME-inique raised a red fingernail and beckoned the boy over with a come hither motion
sub-Marina felt butterflies of shyness building in her stomach. she tried to regain her mental composure (ticklishness aside), in order to play it cool. she worked out a little flirt routine in her head as he made his way over. "Be confident," she told herself.
He finally reached them, looked down at her and smiled a dazzling grin.
"Hi, i'm-"
DOMME-inique reached down and with that same long, red index fingernail began to tickle sub-Marina's clit, in a way that only the world's most deadliest tickler can do.
"-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Poor sub-Marina was beside herself with laughter. Her eyes bugged. Her laughing mouth in a ridiculous smile.
"awwwww - you like that do ya?" smirked DOMME-inique. "yeeeeeahhh, you like a little abuse."
"oh-ho-ho my god." smirked the guy. only less mean.
with her other hand, DOMME-inique began to lightly scratch all over sub-Marina's belly, devastatingly. as only the world's deadliest tickler could do.
"tickle her breast." DOMME-inique commanded the guy.
the guy began to lightly move his fingertips all over the right side of and underneath, sub-Marina's right breast. it didn't tickle at all, but was electrifyingly sexual.
"there you go. now, tickle her armpit." DOMME-inique commanded.
and as the guy proceeded to do just that, DOMME-inique grew a third arm which promptly went to town on poor sub-Marina's (until just then) free armpit.
clit being tickled into oblivion, sexual pangs from the breast caressing creeping over her back, shoulders, neck, rib cage, and of course breast. the horny feeling in her belly all the more exacerbated by devestating, light scratching all over her brutally ticklish belly, and of course the wildly torturous tickling her helplessly ticklish armpits left poor sub-Marina a mess. beside herself. consumed with laughter and sexual passion, she bucked.
"my friend really likes you, by the way. she thinks your cute." said DOMME-inique to the guy, as if the bucking, writhing, wet body below them was nothing more than tea and crumpets they were having a casual conversation over.
and WOOOOOOOOoooooosh. sub-Marina came.
she was strapped down as her domme and best friend, and the deadliest tickler on earth straddled her, running her long red fingernails all over her naked skin. Her tickling was as gentle as possible, so that sub-Marina still had the capacity and breath to gab with her best friend. This isn't to say that sub-Marina wasn't throroughly suffering with delight. A young beautiful built boy in his early twenties entered the room.
"Want him?" DOMME-inique asked sub-Marina
"Yes." sub-Marina breathed.
DOMME-inique raised a red fingernail and beckoned the boy over with a come hither motion
sub-Marina felt butterflies of shyness building in her stomach. she tried to regain her mental composure (ticklishness aside), in order to play it cool. she worked out a little flirt routine in her head as he made his way over. "Be confident," she told herself.
He finally reached them, looked down at her and smiled a dazzling grin.
"Hi, i'm-"
DOMME-inique reached down and with that same long, red index fingernail began to tickle sub-Marina's clit, in a way that only the world's most deadliest tickler can do.
"-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Poor sub-Marina was beside herself with laughter. Her eyes bugged. Her laughing mouth in a ridiculous smile.
"awwwww - you like that do ya?" smirked DOMME-inique. "yeeeeeahhh, you like a little abuse."
"oh-ho-ho my god." smirked the guy. only less mean.
with her other hand, DOMME-inique began to lightly scratch all over sub-Marina's belly, devastatingly. as only the world's deadliest tickler could do.
"tickle her breast." DOMME-inique commanded the guy.
the guy began to lightly move his fingertips all over the right side of and underneath, sub-Marina's right breast. it didn't tickle at all, but was electrifyingly sexual.
"there you go. now, tickle her armpit." DOMME-inique commanded.
and as the guy proceeded to do just that, DOMME-inique grew a third arm which promptly went to town on poor sub-Marina's (until just then) free armpit.
clit being tickled into oblivion, sexual pangs from the breast caressing creeping over her back, shoulders, neck, rib cage, and of course breast. the horny feeling in her belly all the more exacerbated by devestating, light scratching all over her brutally ticklish belly, and of course the wildly torturous tickling her helplessly ticklish armpits left poor sub-Marina a mess. beside herself. consumed with laughter and sexual passion, she bucked.
"my friend really likes you, by the way. she thinks your cute." said DOMME-inique to the guy, as if the bucking, writhing, wet body below them was nothing more than tea and crumpets they were having a casual conversation over.
and WOOOOOOOOoooooosh. sub-Marina came.
