Tickling Submission - The Real Estate Agent and Her Tickling (4K)

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Tickling Submission - The Real Estate Agent and Her Tickling (4K)

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The Real Estate Agent and Her Tickling (4K)

As the real estate agent, Laura, stood in front of the house, she furiously pressed the doorbell for the fifth time. Her impatience grew with each passing moment, and she couldn't help but feel irritated by the lack of response. "Hello?! I don't have all day to wait! Open up, or sell the house yourself!" she shouted, frustration lacing her words.

Suddenly, the door creaked open, revealing a man who seemed to be taking his sweet time. He was tall and imposing, with a mysterious smile that sent shivers down Laura's spine. As she stepped inside, she couldn't shake off the feeling that something wasn't quite right.

"I'm here to sell your house, not to wait all day in the sun in front of your house," she said, trying to maintain her professional demeanor. But her words were met with silence, and the man simply closed the door behind her.

Laura stood there, alone in the darkened room, feeling a sense of foreboding wash over her. She had no idea what was about to happen, but she knew it wasn't going to be pleasant. Suddenly, she felt strong hands grip her from behind, and before she could even scream, she was thrown onto a soft rack.

She struggled against her restraints, her heart pounding in her chest. But it was no use; she was completely at the mercy of this man. He approached her slowly, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "How dare you?" she spat, trying to summon up some courage. "I'll sue you!"

But her threats fell on deaf ears. Instead, she felt his fingers dancing up and down her sides, tickling her mercilessly. She screamed, laughed, and squirmed, trying desperately to escape his clutches. His touch was electric, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body.

As the tickling continued, Laura gasped for air when he took off her pumps and ran his finger over her soles. Her feet were sweaty from the day, and the sensation was intensely erotic. His fingers danced up and down her soles, teasing and tormenting her. He added a small hairbrush, and as soon as it touched her skin, she started squealing and laughing like crazy.

Laughter, tears, pleas – nothing could stop him. She was at his mercy, completely and utterly defenseless. And even though she was sweaty, breathless, and completely disarmed, there was something in her gaze that revealed humility and calm.

When he finally let her go, Laura lay there, her body trembling with the aftershocks of the tickle attack. She was completely defeated, her willpower broken. Mr. Tickler had taught her a lesson – one that she would never forget.

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