Tickle Vibes - Gagged with oil in armpits and legs

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Tickle Vibes - Gagged with oil in armpits and legs

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Tickled to the Edge of Sanity

Mary's Arousing Submission

The sun shone brightly on Mary's skin, her heart pounding with anticipation as she stood before Nat, clad only in a skimpy swimsuit and beach shorts. Nat, towering over her with a mischievous grin, tied Mary securely to a chair, her arms and legs bound tightly. Mary squirmed in her restraints, unable to escape the thrilling sense of helplessness that coursed through her veins. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of fear mixed with arousal as Nat approached her, his eyes glinting with mischief.

Gagged to Silence

Nat produced a soft, supple cloth gag, slipping it between Mary's lips and tying it securely behind her head. The material molded perfectly to her plump lips, silencing her pleas for mercy. A slow, wicked smile spread across Nat's face as he reached for a bottle of oil. Mary watched in horror as Nat poured a generous amount of oil into his hands, his intention clear: to make her ticklish submission even more intense.

Oiled Up for Ticklish Torture

Mary's heart raced as Nat began to tickle her mercilessly, his hands finding all her sensitive spots with ease. His laughter rang out loud and clear, echoing in the otherwise silent room. Mary struggled against her restraints, her body shaking with uncontrollable laughter. Nat paused for a moment, his hands hovering above Mary's armpits, before pouring the oil directly into her exposed flesh. Suddenly, Mary felt the cool liquid seeping into her skin, sending shivers of anticipation down her spine.

Intense Armpit Tickling

Nat leaned in close, his hot breath against Mary's neck. He began to tickle her armpit, the sensitive skin now slick with oil. Mary's laughter turned into gasps for air as the tickling intensified, her body writhing in her restraints. Nat's hands moved up and down her arms, finding the perfect spots to drive her wild with pleasure and pain. Mary's breath came in short, sharp gasps, her mind reeling from the sensations coursing through her body.

From Armpits to Innertights

Mary's skin was slick with sweat and oil as Nat moved to her legs, pouring more of the slippery liquid onto her thighs and calves. He chuckled darkly, knowing full well that the oil would only intensify the tickling sensation. Mary's legs shook uncontrollably, her scanty shorts offering little protection from Nat's expert tickling fingers. He worked his way up her legs, teasing her sensitive skin until he reached the hem of her shorts. With a wicked grin, he tugged at her innertights, pulling them up her legs and exposing her vulnerable flesh to his tickling touch.

Nat's Ultimate Revenge

Mary's laughter echoed through the room as Nat tickled her mercilessly, her body shaking with each tickle. She wriggled and squirmed in her restraints, desperate to escape the intense sensations coursing through her. But Nat was in control, his fingers dancing across her skin with precision and skill. As he worked his way up her legs, Mary could feel the cool air on her sensitive skin, sending shivers down her spine. Nat paused for a moment, leaning in close to Mary's ear.

"This," he whispered, his voice a low rumble, "is what happens when you cross me. You're mine to torment, Mary, and I intend to make the most of it." With that, he resumed his tickling assault, pushing Mary to the very edge of sanity with his expert touch.

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