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Dannielle looked at Julia with curiosity, then asked a single question. Does she like being in this situation? Tied completely and unable to resist against the touch of another. Julia felt her breath catch in her throat and a slight giggle came from her mouth as she gave a slight nod. Dannielle looked her up and down, then asked if she could have a turn. Julia’s heart began racing and a sense of warmth flooded her midsection as she gave another shy, subtle nod. A grin grew on Dannielle’s face, and she crawled up onto the bed. Straddling Julia’s hips, she lifted Julia’s shirt up higher and revealed a cute black sports bra covering Julia’s small, but perky breasts. Slowly and methodically, Dannielle traced her nails against Julia’s torso, her touch light, but incredibly precise, drawing light giggles from Julia, who was still unable to move away from the tickling, tormenting touch. Dannielle reached behind her, and lightly scratched Julia’s thighs, which were conveniently exposed and naked from the shorts Julia wore. Her nails moved quickly and lightly across the skin, going around each sensitive area. Julia bucked and laughed loudly as Dannielle’s fingers found her inner thighs, scratching and exploring places Julia hadn’t known to be ticklish before.
Dannielle ended her attack for long enough to make sure Julia was alright. Through deep breaths, Julia let out an excited little squeal to show her excitement and nodded, consenting for Dannielle to continue. Dannielle moved off Julia’s hips and went to the foot of the bed. Taking a small tool out, she set it down and started removing Julia’s socks. Though they were only thin, white ankle socks, Julia shivered as her feet felt the cool air against the bare skin, only to break out in bubbly laughter as Dannielle scribbled her fingers against her arches. The rope strained as Julia pulled against it, her hips rising and falling as she bucked and laughed. Dannielle gave her a sneaky and devious grin as she picked up her tool and wielded it for Julia to see. Looking up, Julia saw that Dannielle held a small toothbrush. Pressing the button, Julia shuddered as it whirred to life with a high-pitched vibration. Pushing the brush against the balls of Julia’s feet, Julia could feel each stiff bristle vibrate against the nerve endings, causing her to shriek with laughter, every slight movement causing a new sensation to send electrifying jolts down Julia’s body.
Like a nomadic tribe, Dannielle slowly travelled with her brush, moving up Julia’s body, exploring each section, and occasionally finding a spot to camp momentarily before moving onward again. Julia’s calves, under the knees, the thighs, inner and outer. Nothing was safe against Dannielle’s torment. As the brush moved high into Julia’s inner thigh, a heated sensation rose, pushing against her hips, and as Dannielle moved onto her torso, Julia let out a light moan in between her squealing laughter. Her torso received special treatment as Dannielle moved the brush around in circles with one hand, and using the other she placed a nail inside her navel and scratched lightly against the sensitive skin. The sensation was unlike any Julia had ever felt before, as the skin there was rarely touched, and she couldn’t stand the sensation and was quickly begging for it to stop. Dannielle retreated her finger, allowing Julia a moment to breathe. Julia was now breathing heavy, laying against the bed, sweating from the activity that had just finished.
Dannielle put the brush down and moved her hand up and caressed Julia’s cheek. Brushing her red hair away from her face, Dannielle looked at Julia with an intense look, and Julia saw herself in Dannielle’s dark brown eyes, and Julia could see she was blushing and found herself biting her bottom lip, aroused by the prospect of continuing. Dannielle gave a sweet smile and started lightly brushing Julia’s chest area with her nails. The sensation caused Julia to giggle quietly, turning into a laugh as the nails found their way onto her breasts. Julia’s bra slid downward, exposing her nipples, which were obviously hard. Dannielle rubbed her breasts, and took a quick squeeze of Julia’s nipples, causing Julia to let out a quiet moan as the sensation flooded her hips. This continued for several long moments as Julia was overwhelmed with a sexual frustration she had never felt before, her head tipped back into the pillow and her hips rocked up, rising above the bedding.
Moving down the bed again, Dannielle picked up her brush and moved over Julia’s hips once more. Pressing the button, Julia shuddered and panicked as she prepared for another wave of torment to begin, but it never came. Instead, Dannielle took the large end of the brush and pressed it against the outside of Julia’s upper, inner thigh. What Julia would assume would be a tickling sensation was quickly replaced with an insane feeling of pleasure. The sensation flowed through her pelvic area, causing involuntary moans to leak from her lungs, and instead of twisting away from the feeling, Julia leaned into the feeling, not wanting it to stop. Julia rocked against the brush, the building sensation pushing harder and more intensely, and like a dam breaking, Julia felt the built-up frustration release and flow away with a sweet, succulent wave of pleasure.
Moaning and collapsing deeper into the mattress, Julia let out a giggle and looked at Dannielle staring at her, a large grin on her face. Dannielle moved and united each of the restraints, allowing Julia to sit up and relax for a moment more. Julia was conflicted, not wanting it to have stopped, but relieved to be released from her tormenters touch, and the look Dannielle gave her told Julia everything she wanted to know. She was someone who could indulge in every fantasy and wonder she was interested in and would delight in doing this over again. Not too long after, Julia was leaving, blushing with a grin on her face, and unsure of what her future might hold.
Dannielle ended her attack for long enough to make sure Julia was alright. Through deep breaths, Julia let out an excited little squeal to show her excitement and nodded, consenting for Dannielle to continue. Dannielle moved off Julia’s hips and went to the foot of the bed. Taking a small tool out, she set it down and started removing Julia’s socks. Though they were only thin, white ankle socks, Julia shivered as her feet felt the cool air against the bare skin, only to break out in bubbly laughter as Dannielle scribbled her fingers against her arches. The rope strained as Julia pulled against it, her hips rising and falling as she bucked and laughed. Dannielle gave her a sneaky and devious grin as she picked up her tool and wielded it for Julia to see. Looking up, Julia saw that Dannielle held a small toothbrush. Pressing the button, Julia shuddered as it whirred to life with a high-pitched vibration. Pushing the brush against the balls of Julia’s feet, Julia could feel each stiff bristle vibrate against the nerve endings, causing her to shriek with laughter, every slight movement causing a new sensation to send electrifying jolts down Julia’s body.
Like a nomadic tribe, Dannielle slowly travelled with her brush, moving up Julia’s body, exploring each section, and occasionally finding a spot to camp momentarily before moving onward again. Julia’s calves, under the knees, the thighs, inner and outer. Nothing was safe against Dannielle’s torment. As the brush moved high into Julia’s inner thigh, a heated sensation rose, pushing against her hips, and as Dannielle moved onto her torso, Julia let out a light moan in between her squealing laughter. Her torso received special treatment as Dannielle moved the brush around in circles with one hand, and using the other she placed a nail inside her navel and scratched lightly against the sensitive skin. The sensation was unlike any Julia had ever felt before, as the skin there was rarely touched, and she couldn’t stand the sensation and was quickly begging for it to stop. Dannielle retreated her finger, allowing Julia a moment to breathe. Julia was now breathing heavy, laying against the bed, sweating from the activity that had just finished.
Dannielle put the brush down and moved her hand up and caressed Julia’s cheek. Brushing her red hair away from her face, Dannielle looked at Julia with an intense look, and Julia saw herself in Dannielle’s dark brown eyes, and Julia could see she was blushing and found herself biting her bottom lip, aroused by the prospect of continuing. Dannielle gave a sweet smile and started lightly brushing Julia’s chest area with her nails. The sensation caused Julia to giggle quietly, turning into a laugh as the nails found their way onto her breasts. Julia’s bra slid downward, exposing her nipples, which were obviously hard. Dannielle rubbed her breasts, and took a quick squeeze of Julia’s nipples, causing Julia to let out a quiet moan as the sensation flooded her hips. This continued for several long moments as Julia was overwhelmed with a sexual frustration she had never felt before, her head tipped back into the pillow and her hips rocked up, rising above the bedding.
Moving down the bed again, Dannielle picked up her brush and moved over Julia’s hips once more. Pressing the button, Julia shuddered and panicked as she prepared for another wave of torment to begin, but it never came. Instead, Dannielle took the large end of the brush and pressed it against the outside of Julia’s upper, inner thigh. What Julia would assume would be a tickling sensation was quickly replaced with an insane feeling of pleasure. The sensation flowed through her pelvic area, causing involuntary moans to leak from her lungs, and instead of twisting away from the feeling, Julia leaned into the feeling, not wanting it to stop. Julia rocked against the brush, the building sensation pushing harder and more intensely, and like a dam breaking, Julia felt the built-up frustration release and flow away with a sweet, succulent wave of pleasure.
Moaning and collapsing deeper into the mattress, Julia let out a giggle and looked at Dannielle staring at her, a large grin on her face. Dannielle moved and united each of the restraints, allowing Julia to sit up and relax for a moment more. Julia was conflicted, not wanting it to have stopped, but relieved to be released from her tormenters touch, and the look Dannielle gave her told Julia everything she wanted to know. She was someone who could indulge in every fantasy and wonder she was interested in and would delight in doing this over again. Not too long after, Julia was leaving, blushing with a grin on her face, and unsure of what her future might hold.
