* This is PART 2 of a 3 PART Series! *

I remember the hairbrush scrubbing up and down my soft, delicate soles like a thousand skillful tickling fingers! I remember the addicting blissful confusion dancing through every inch of my body, a perfect mix of ticklish desperation and horny, erotic release! And I remember begging and laughing as the room began to get hazy and light...

When I awoke, I found that I was no longer tied to the floor, but to a small, padded table that fit my bound body perfectly. My wrists and ankles tied to the respective legs at each corner, my body ... Show more