Apparently it’s nipple week... do what you will.
He stands over you, inspecting your bound figure. His eyes glint as a devious smile spreads across his face. You grunt through the gag, struggling in your bonds.
"I'm sure you're curious as to what will happen. It's not every day I get to play with such a treat"
He gently traces his fingertips over your nipples, slowly swirling them around. You feel your body betray you as tingling spreads into your chest. You moan out as the soft touch teases you.
"Such sensitive little things aren't they?"
He drizzles oil over your breasts before rubbing his fingers deep into the skin. You whimper as you feel the slick traces heighten your senses.
You feel him pinch your nipple, the pain and pleasure mixes in your mind. You scream a little as he twists and tugs.
"Good, nice and perky now"
A small hair tie is looped around your nipple, the tension squeezes and exposes the delicate tip. He rubs a little more oil with his fingertip, his firm touch comes as a relief. Your breath speeds up as you feel your body melt.
He picks up a small paintbrush and gentle swirls the bristles over your vulnerable nipple. Each stroke electrifying your nerves. You start shaking, the sensations are overwhelming as the tickling slowly wears you down. Constantly changing movements, you can't seem to adjust to it. Slow methodical tickle torture, he tickles and teases every crease and crevice of your sensitive nipple.
After what felt like hours you start to lose yourself. Your mind slips away as you giggle and moan into a deep space in your head. All you can feel is being tickled and teased. It's all you know now.
Finally he stops. You cry out in relief as you slowly come back to reality.
"Do you know what's my favourite thing about tickling nipples?"
You shake your head as you desperately squirm.
He pinches the other one. "It's that there's two of them..."