Tickle

Lois Lane wondered for a moment if Blaze would be rough or slow...would start off with foreplay or just wrench her legs apart and stick that cock inside of her. The anticipation and _not knowing _were thrills unto themselves. To just turn her body over to someone else to play with...to trust someone else that much...it made Lois wet just to think about it.

Something brushed, ever so lightly, against Lois Lane's armpit. The bound reporter flinched, handcuffs clacking against the bedrails, unable to escape. Another light touch...and another...

Lois tried to hold her breath, body squirming against the ****. Feathery fingertips descended down her naked ribs and the reporter twisted her body, unable to escape. The **** continued mercilessly, flittering over her stomach, her neck...

"Coochie coochie coo..." Angelica Blaze cooed...and Lois burst out into a shriek of laughter.

After that, there was no stopping it. Lois laughed freely, gasping for air between her squeals as Blaze unrelentingly continued her tickle ****. The reporter could do nothing to stop it, twisting instinctively this way and that, her diaphragm and abs starting her hurt as she kept laughing for minutes on end, wrists pulling at the velvet-lined steel handcuffs, tears streaming down her face from beneath the blindfold...

And Blaze wasn't laughing, not a peep, not a chuckle as she played Lois' body like some kind of instrument, prolonging the daring tickle session past anything that the reporter had ever experienced. The bound woman lost track of all sense of time as she focused on her body, the scrabble of fingers along her ribs, down her exposed back when she twisted away, inside her thighs, and in her ears.

It stopped, after some unguessable period. Lois was panting, still half-hiccuping with occasional thrills. She had never experienced anything like that in her life...couldn't remember the last time when she had laughed aloud so freely, her whole body going into it. To just cut loose like that...

...and now she was relaxed, body sweaty and lose, ready for whatever else Angelica had in mind for her...but Lois knew what she had to say:

"Thank you Mistress."