Rache eines Elfen: Der gefangene claus! (Teil 3)

As I teetered on the edge or erotic insanity, on the one hand needing so desperately to cum, but on the other hand, needing the nonstop teasing and edging to stop, the smell of warm gingerbread and sweat candy canes once again filled my senses. Once again, everything went dark. I awoke to the warm sun shining through the window to my right. I was no longer tied to my chair, but now tied to the bed in one of my many guest rooms! My legs were wide apart with my ankles secured to the posts at the foot of the bed, and my arms were secured above me to the posts of the head board. Still horny, still hungry and still soaking wet, I looked down at my naughty elf captor, bracing myself for more insane teasing! To make sure I knew how helpless I was, he quickly scribbled his playful fingertips up each of my trapped nylon soles! Oh Gosh! Not tickling! Not my feet! I did my best to hide my ticklishness, but I couldn't keep the giggles from coming out