Savannahs Fetish Fantasies - Partying roommate gets it
Power Play: Dominant Roommate's Revenge
The Noisy Intruder
Vicky, Savannah's roommate, stumbled in late at night, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. She let out a loud, obnoxious yawn, oblivious to the fact that she was waking her peaceful roommate from her slumber. Little did she know, this would be the beginning of her worst nightmare.
The Payback Plan
Savannah's eyes fluttered open as the noise reached her ears. She sat up in bed, feeling a wave of anger wash over her. Vicky had done this before, coming home at all hours and disturbing her sleep. This time, however, Savannah had a plan. She knew that Vicky was ticklish and couldn't resist a good laugh.
The Tickling Begins
With a wicked grin on her face, Savannah pounced on Vicky. She grabbed her arms and started tickling her armpits mercilessly. Vicky let out a high-pitched squeal, trying to wriggle away from Savannah's strong grip. "W-who are you?" she stuttered between giggles. "And why am I here?"
The Power Struggle
Savannah smirked as she watched Vicky squirm. She knew she had the upper hand with her tickling prowess. She moved down to Vicky's feet, pulling off her heels and tickling her bare skin. Vicky screamed with laughter, begging Savannah to stop. But Savannah wasn't about to let up anytime soon.
The Household Tasks
Using her body weight, Savannah pinned Vicky down. She leaned in close, her breasts pressing against Vicky's back. "How about this?" she purred menacingly. "You do everything I say, and I might just stop tickling you." Vicky nodded frantically, promising anything to make the torture stop.
The Final Act
Savannah pushed Vicky's legs apart, revealing her most ticklish spots. She used her tongue to tickle Vicky's inner thighs, causing her to writhe in helpless laughter. With a final tickle, Savannah stepped back, a satisfied smirk on her face. "Clean up this mess you've made," she commanded, pointing to the scattered heels on the floor.
The Aftermath
Vicky nodded, her body still trembling from the tickling fit. She knew she had met her match in Savannah. As she cleaned up the mess, she couldn't help but think about the next time they had a disagreement. Would Savannah be waiting for her, ready to exact her revenge once more?
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