In the Dungeons of the Tickle Queen
The man begins to lick around your womanhood, in circles, spelling his name, S-P-E-N-C-E-R in his drool. You scream and scream but nothing seems to change.
"LET ME GO PLEEEEEASE! I'M FUCKING BEGGING YOU!"
"Oh, you swore! That's a sin you know! I think we should bring you to the queen! But before we do..." Spencer sticks his long, drooly tongue deep into your womanhood, you began to moan and struggle. This is part pleasure & part torture for you. Before you are knocked out by all the pussy licking, you hear Spencer say "You are my tickle slave forever! I will come out here everyday to feed you, give you a drink and tickle you! Forget about bathing and 'fashion sense' princess, because this is only the begin.." SMACK!
"LET ME GO PLEEEEEASE! I'M FUCKING BEGGING YOU!"
"Oh, you swore! That's a sin you know! I think we should bring you to the queen! But before we do..." Spencer sticks his long, drooly tongue deep into your womanhood, you began to moan and struggle. This is part pleasure & part torture for you. Before you are knocked out by all the pussy licking, you hear Spencer say "You are my tickle slave forever! I will come out here everyday to feed you, give you a drink and tickle you! Forget about bathing and 'fashion sense' princess, because this is only the begin.." SMACK!