Literature
Cuckold Tickling Nightmare (Commission) P2
Victor’s fingers hovered mere inches above Beth’s glistening, oil-slicked size-ten feet. The warm, scented oil coated every inch of her plump, chubby soles, making them shine obscenely under the soft lights of the playroom. Her hot-pink toes twitched and curled in blind terror, the excess oil dripping slowly between them and down toward her heels. Beth’s entire body was already trembling from the previous hour of relentless upper-body tickling and the devastating failure of her blowjob bargain.
“Time to pay for failing, princess,” Victor said, his voice thick with dark pleasure. “These big, soft, oiled feet are going to learn what real helplessness feels like.”
“MMMMMPHHHH!!! NOOOOOO!!!” Beth screamed into her ball gag, thrashing wildly against the spread-eagle bonds. Her full breasts bounced with the desperate motion, but her feet remained perfectly presented and immobile.
Tony’s eyes were wide with a mixture of horror and shameful lust. His mummified body couldn’t move, but his
