Muertas De Risa - Citrina wants to try the stocks

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Muertas De Risa - Citrina wants to try the stocks

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Citrina's Nervous Laughter

The Tickling Therapy

Citrina stepped through the doors of Muertas De Risa, her heart racing with anticipation. Today, she would try something new - something that would test her limits and help her cope with her anxiety. As she made her way to the back room, she couldn't shake off the feeling of being watched by unseen eyes.

The room was dimly lit, casting eerie shadows across the walls. In the center stood an imposing wooden structure - the stocks. Citrina walked up to it, her gaze fixed on the intricate carvings that adorned its surface. She knew what awaited her, but she couldn't bring herself to look down.

A soft chuckle echoed through the room, causing Citrina's heart to skip a beat. The tickle expert, dressed head-to-toe in black, approached her slowly, a mischievous glint in their eye. They unrolled a thick piece of tape and began securing Citrina's feet, binding them tightly together.

As the final piece of tape snapped into place, Citrina took a deep breath. She felt vulnerable, exposed, but there was something thrilling about it too. The tickle expert knelt down before her, revealing a pair of gloves and a look that promised nothing but pure torture.

Without warning, the gloves slid against Citrina's skin, sending waves of pleasure-pain coursing through her body. She gasped, her breath hitching in her throat, as the gloves danced across her skin. Two minutes passed in what felt like an eternity, and then the gloves were gone, replaced by the expert's fingers.

Citrina's body jolted under the tickle assault, her laughter echoing off the walls. Sweat dripped down her forehead, stinging her eyes, but she refused to cry out for mercy. The expert worked their magic, teasing and taunting every sensitive patch of skin they could find.

As the session drew to a close, Citrina couldn't believe her feet were still intact. She stumbled out of the stocks, dazed and amazed, her toes tingling with sensation. She knew she'd be back for more, eager to feel the power of Muertas De Risa's tickle therapy once again.

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