The sound of Paula’s long fingernails scratching against the soles of my feet. I watch her cold, deliberate movements while my dark lipstick hides the smile on my lips.
When her sharp nails touch the soles of my dirty feet, the suspense turns into sheer desperation.
I tried to resist like a determined brat, but Paula shows no mercy; she binds my toes with nylon tape, completely immobilizing me.
Sweat trickles down, and my breasts jiggle inside my bra with every burst of laughter.
I am trapped in the worst tickle-fetish nightmare you’ve ever seen.
