You wake up after a night of merciless tickle torture and pleasure hell…
You don’t remember even passing out.. as your eyes open you look around and notice you’re still tied up spread egal…
As you jolt awake.. you hear it. That sexy, menacing chuckle of your Ler.. he walks close.. “awww what’s wrong sweetie..? Did someone think her punishment was over cuz she fell asleep..?”
Your eyes wide.. you start to squirm and struggle.. “w-wait.. wait ple-“
He cuts you off with a quick tickle to your left foot and you gasp..
“Oh no no my sweet little tickle toy.. that was your warmup… oh my poor… helpless.. toy…”
He leans in.. whispering in your ear.. “I’m going to spend… all day… tickling you… touching you… your body is gonna be trained to cum from any tickle… Any touch.. by the time the day is done.. you’re gonna be such a broken little tickled mess… well need a new mattress.. and you’ll never… stop… feeling.. my tickles”
His finger wiggling.. getting closer. . Closer to your helpless armpits.. “uh oh… better run.. oh.. oh no baby… hurry! Hurry it’s gonna get you….! Tickles are gonna get you…! Run..!!! Put your arms down…!!!- oh… wait….. you can’t”
