Studio: Tickling-Submission
Genres: Bdsm
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I woke up sore and aching. My entire body was a conductor for ache. I reflected on the events of final night. It had started out as pleasure indeed. My school angel clothing put me in the mood for mischief, and I shuffled around, contorting my body and trying to receive out of PD's ropes. PD stood in the corner, laughing animal play my foolhardy attempts and I grew ever greater quantity determined to work my way out. Every success was countered by PD with an adjustment, a bigger knot, a rope around my neck pulled continuously higher. Still I kept trying animal play the ropes, poking and working animalism the knots, giggling all the way. PD lastly made me sit on my knees and pulled the rope tight. Now I had to struggle to deal with the pressure on my knees, which were quickly becoming sore. I hadn't realized how much energy I had expended in trying to acquire out of PD's ropes earlier, I was getting actually tired truly fast. I tried to sit back on my feet to relieve my knees, this position put a lot of strain on my hips, and tightened the rope on my neck further,but I held on. PD pulled my shoes and socks off and tickled em, pushed em and pinched em, laughter turned to screams. Soon,this guy loosened the rope on my neck, solely to tie it to my foot! He pulled me up and I felt a terrible strain on my ankle, the pressure was unbearable. I had seen him do this plenty of times, and had not at any time experienced it myself. I was terrified. Soon my anxiety deepened, I started to feel as if the belts of leather wrapped around my foot were slipping, and imagined myself plummeting to the ground head 1st. These were irrational fears, but I could not shake em, I screamed to be let down.
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