Tickle Fuck

I bind Katie to the sawhorse. Hips, chest, and arms strapped down tight. Her legs fold up, knees cinched to her neck so nothing dangles in my path. Sticky pads cling to her tits. She looks down, brows knotted, not sure what to expect. Then I hit the switch. A jolt runs through her nipples and her whole body jerks. I grab the zapper next, crack it across her bare soles until she yelps. The moment her toes curl I shove the thick black strap-on inside her and pound hard, deep, no pause. Her cries mix shock and need with every thrust. I fuck her through every zap, every spark, until she shakes and breaks under it all. Katie’s final run with me ends here, but damn, I’m already planning her return.