Chloe’s confession

Marinette ran her nails across Chloe's thighs. Tears ran down Chloe's face as she howled with laughter. "You promise me clothes, baby. You said you loved me. I made you and Sabrina very happy. Now I need clothes, Chloe. Where are my clothes?” Chloe was laughing too hard to speak. Her clothes had bound her to the toilet. Like Marinette, she was totally exposed.

“Chloe, I am not getting an answer. Maybe your cute little tush will give me what I need?” Chloe’s laughter rose several decibels as Marinette’s nails made contact with her tender cheeks. “Tickle, tickle, tickle my love? Don’t have an accident! Are you enjoying this darling? You seem to be.” Chloe’s nipples betrayed her. Liquid practically swam down her legs. She shook her head, vigorously.

Thankfully Marinette stopped. “Take some breathes, then I need you to answer me about my clothes.” Chloe took some time to compose herself. This wasn’t what she had planned. It was Marinette who was supposed to be tickled. A single nail running down each armpit made her squeal. “Well?” “I want you, Sabrina and Alix Kubdel. I don’t have clothes for you, but I can get them! Please I just want three flawless girls like you three! I’m sorry for lying, I love you! Please” pleaded Chloe.