Smwife - Feet up in the air, Superfox! - part 2
Bound, Helpless, and Exposed
Superfox lay helplessly on the cold, hard floor, her feet suspended in the air by thick ropes. Mao Ping, the sadistic tickler villain, circled around her like a hungry wolf, his eyes fixated on her vulnerable feet. He dragged a feather-tipped whip across her arches, eliciting a soft moan from the helpless superheroine.
As he traced his fingers along the sensitive soles of her feet, she struggled against her bonds, the ropes digging into her wrists and ankles. Mao Ping chuckled darkly, knowing that every inch of her body was as ticklish as her feet. With a wicked glint in his eye, he leaned in closer, his hot breath fanning across her skin.
"You're so ticklish everywhere," he purred, running the tip of his tongue along the curve of her calf. "I could spend hours making you squirm like this."
Superfox tried to suppress a shiver of fear and anticipation, her heart racing in her chest. She could feel his warm breath on her skin, his hands tracing patterns of pleasure and pain across her legs. And then, without warning, he replaced the feather-light touch with something harder, more insistent.
"Oh no, what are you doing?" she gasped, her body tense with anticipation. "Stop!"
But it was too late. Mao Ping's hand found its way between her thighs, teasing her swollen clit with his thumb. At the same time, he wrapped his other hand around her throat, pulling her close. She felt his hot breath on her ear as he whispered dark promises.
"You're going to love this, Superfox," he murmured, his voice low and seductive. "You're going to beg me for more."
And as he began to tickle her sensitive folds, Superfox did indeed beg. She pleaded and whimpered and squirmed, her body betraying her cries of pleasure. Mao Ping smiled, his dark eyes gleaming with satisfaction. He knew he had her completely under his control.
As she approached her first orgasm, he moved his hand away from her throat, allowing her to gasp for air. But just as she began to recover, he replaced his hand with his erect cock, pushing it between her thighs. She felt the head of his cock nudging against her clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body.
"Oh god," she moaned, arching her back. "Please, Mao Ping..."
And with that, he gave her what she wanted. He thrust into her, his cock filling her tight, hot sheath. She felt his hands on her hips, guiding him deeper. As she rode him, her body wracked with orgasm after orgasm, she knew that she was his, completely.
In the end, as they lay panting and sweaty, their bodies entwined, Mao Ping leaned down and whispered in her ear, "You're mine now, Superfox. And I'll never let you go."
With that, he pulled out of her, his cock still pulsing with his climax. He stood up, admiring the view of her bound and helpless form. Then, with a wicked grin, he walked towards her, his cock still dripping with their shared passion.
"What are you going to do?" she whispered, her heart racing.
"Oh, I think you know," he said, his voice low and menacing. And with that, he positioned himself at her entrance, ready to claim her one last time.
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