Our Fantasy Chest - The Return of the Tickle Bandit: Sole No Mercy

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Our Fantasy Chest - The Return of the Tickle Bandit: Sole No Mercy

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The Return of the Tickle Bandit: Sole No Mercy

The tickle bandit had returned once more, and this time, he had found his prey in an even more deliciously vulnerable state. Gwen had given up trying to resist her stalker's advances, accepting that he would always find her, tied up and helplessly aroused. She had no idea what he had in store for her this time around, but she knew it would be intense.

As she lay on the bed, bound and barefoot, Gwen couldn't help but feel a mixture of anticipation and dread. Her soles were still covered in that fuzzy, warm lining from her slippers, making them extra sensitive to every tickle and touch. The bandit began by teasing her toes, flicking them gently before moving up to her instep.

"Mmmm..." Gwen moaned, arching her hips towards him. "Please, don't stop..."

The tickle bandit chuckled darkly, knowing full well that he had her right where he wanted her. He continued his assault, moving up to her ankles, calves, and finally, to the soles of her feet. Gwen's moans turned into desperate pleas for mercy as he traced circles around her ticklish spots, driving her wild with desire.

"Oh god, please," she begged. "I can't take anymore..."

But the tickle bandit showed no mercy. He flicked his fingers against her arches, sending shivers of pleasure up her spine. He traced circles around her Achilles' tendons, making her toes curl uncontrollably. And then, he reached for her slippers.

Gwen's heart raced as he pulled off her first slipper, revealing her bare foot beneath. The sensation of the cool air hitting her skin sent shivers down her spine, making her even more sensitive to his touch. He repeated the process with her other foot, leaving her completely vulnerable and exposed.

And then, he began to tickle her soles. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever felt before - it was intense, electrifying, and completely overwhelming. Gwen writhed on the bed, laughing and crying out in pleasure as he teased her ticklish spots with his fingers.

As the tickle bandit worked his magic on her feet, Gwen's body betrayed her. Her hips bucked up towards him, her pelvis grinding against his touch. She could feel herself getting close to orgasm, and she knew there was no stopping it now.

"Please," she moaned. "I need you to stop..."

But the tickle bandit didn't listen. He continued his relentless assault on her ticklish soles, driving her wild with desire. And then, finally, she could take no more. Her orgasm crashed over her, waves of intense pleasure washing over her body as she screamed out in ecstasy.

As the aftershocks of her orgasm faded away, Gwen lay there, panting heavily. She looked up at the tickle bandit, her eyes wide with wonder and gratitude.

"Thank you," she whispered. "That was... amazing."

The tickle bandit smiled, leaning down to place a gentle kiss on her forehead.

"You're welcome, my love," he whispered back. "But remember, I'll always find you, no matter how hard you try to hide."

With that, he stood up and began untying her bounds, leaving Gwen to wonder just how long it would be before he found her again.

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