Tied and Tickled

Mikki circles Sammy like a predator—her transparent green boyshorts leaving little to the imagination as she toys with the cuffs securing her captive's wrists to the living room door. Sammy squirms in her thin blue shorts, already anticipating what's to come beneath Mikki's knowing gaze.

Mikki purrs with evil anticipation before launching into a relentless tickle attack—fingers dancing underarms and along ribs while Sammy laughs and begs between gasps. Her struggles only tighten the restraints further until finally her bladder gives out—pee gushing through shorts, down her legs, pooling at her feet.

But Mikki isn't even close to being done. With a sharp tug, she peels away damp fabric revealing flushed skin beneath before dropping to her knees between Sammy's spread legs. Her tongue traces teasing patterns along inner thighs already slick with, before diving straight into awaiting heat.

Sammy cries out as Mikki's tongue finds its mark—back arching against the door while hands twist futilely in cuffs. The combination of recent humiliation and skilled attention proves overwhelming; she comes hard against Mikki's face with an intensity that shakes both their bodies.