By BondageChallengeGames
(Ted’s POV)
He was so cute, thrashing around, laughing uncontrollably. I was smiling ear to ear as I tickled Dustin’s exposed feet and armpits.
Every few minutes I gave him a break to catch his breath. Just long enough for his body to reset. I kept my phone hidden from him, hopefully with every pause he thought his 38 minutes of punishment were over, only for me to lunge at him and begin the cycle of torment again.
Five minutes left. I sat up from the bed. I wanted to make this final stretch the worst yet. I blindfolded Dustin, which made the poor bitch whine and sadly beg me to stop. I loved when he begged, even if his words did come out jarbled by the sock gag.
I grabbed a toothbrush, some massage oil, and a feather. I rubbed the oil on his feet, armpits, and sides. He was shaking. Good. He should be afraid.
