The tentacles have other plans

Her hands pushed, rubbed and squeezed, all with a mind of their own. Mackenzie arched her back, and started to tremble. The pressure was building and on the verge of eruption. A moan escaped her as she started to thrash. Suddenly, the redhead felt tight grips on her wrists. The tentacles held fast and pulled her hands away. Her pussy throbbed in protest, seconds from relief.

"Ah... w-what the..." Mackenzie gasped, as she pulled against the tentacles. There was proper resistance to her tugs this time, and the tentacles pulled her arms further and further away from her hips. They bound her arms over head and held firm, and the tentacles at her legs did the same. The nude, desperately horny redhead tugged for freedom, but as oily and slippery as she was, Mackenzie couldn't budge.

She took rapid, deep breaths. Were these tentacles finally going to act like their hentai counterparts? She lifted her head up, looking for one near her pussy. The closest one stood between her thighs, and squirted more oil at the base of her butt. Of all things, Mackenzie giggled. "About time!"

The tentacle finally approached her aching lips. It's side began sliding against her lips. Mackenzie trembled and gasped. The touch as was slow and gentle as the massaging ones where, but this time it was against a sensitive area. It pressed and rubbed itself, sliding easily against her, but not entering. Stimulation flowed over Mackenzie's skin as she tried to thrust her hips at the tentacle.

"Oh yes... keep going... keep going!" She moaned in delight.

As her moans grew louder, and her body grew hotter, she felt herself at the very edge. She was about to scream, when the tentacle pulled away. The redhead edged, but didn't quite reach her peak. Mackenzie blinked as many of the tentacles continued to caress her naked skin, other's bound her, and the one between her legs seemed to aimlessly wave, as if to taunt her.

"Oh come on!" Mackenzie moaned in frustration. The tentacles just edged her.