Dacey's screams echoed through the dimly lit room as she struggled against her bound restraints. Her taut body trembled in anticipation of the pain to come. A sadistic grin spread across the face of her captor, a figure shrouded in black leather, as they entered the room carrying an assortment of tickling tools. "Welcome to your introduction to spread naked tickle torture, Dacey," the figure growled, their voice eerily calm.
