Batgirl tried to recoil but the firmness of the grip prevented this and laid her open to a renewed, and more forceful, tickling. Now biting her lower ...ip Batgirl defiantly glared back down at her abuser. This only brought more tickling, lasting longer. She gritted her teeth, determined to avoid crying out after suffering a mere tickle onslaught. Panties King showed no sign of relenting and tickled yet again. Batgirl felt tears forming in her eyes. She tried to convince herself that this was her. "Yes, my pet," he mutters as she smacks him again."I own you. Not the other way around," she spits before sitting firmly on his chest, "Isn't that right, you naughty boy?" he laughs lowly before sliding his hands from the restrainsts. In one swift movement, he pins her down underneath him, her arms pulled over her head."No, girlie, that isn't right," he whispers in her ear as he reaches between them, sliding a large rough finger into her hot sex. Gasping, she wiggles underneath him as he. Kneeling down, he yanks her shoes and socks off, then very gently cuts her panties from her and steps back. Her head is thrown back and she swallows convulsively, her arms straining against the tight bonds, her feet barely touching the ground. Roughly he kicks her legs apart. She whimpers behind the tape gag as he draws one finger across her pussy and tries to twist her body away from him but he steadies her. Pulling her face down so he can see it, he whispers ?I won?t take you till you beg me. Neither of our figures could hold still, and we both shook the bed more and more with every passing moment. With each passing move of our fingers, it came as no surprise because we gratified each other as the soon to be lesbian lovers we were.We saw each other slather our lips, so we both knew how close to the edge we were. Nevertheless, we still had plenty more time together to push each other even further. We nearly immediately did as we got closer to each other and let our jugs come.