The very thought of bondage registered in my brain when I played with my friends and they hold me and tickle my body(I was very ticklish), this create... some sort of familiarization with the thought of being tied up. When I got older, my friends and I would do some dares and bet on who will win; these dares included surviving in mild bondage without crying or asking for help. Children as we were the ropes would be tied very loosely and I would get sad almost every time because I escaped their. The tentacle remains stationary for only a moment before it pulls out entirely. I am left mourning its absence for only an instant before it is thrust back inside of me with greater force, causing me to gasp and then moan loudly. He begins a steady rhythm of removing the tentacle and then thrusting it back within my body.My entire lower half is now on fire, the oily secretion intensifying all sensation so that even the slightest touch radiates throughout my body. Yet I cannot find release, and. ”“I’ve got an idea,” said Emily. She typed: “List all the jobs in Section One currently accepting applications,” and then stared at the screen.DISPLAY: “Currently one job: Section One Janitor.”Emily typed: “Why just one? And please refrain from commenting on how oddly I’m typing my questions if you understand me anyway.”DISPLAY: “Interactive mode transfer request accepted. Available janitorial position must be filled before additional Section One jobs become available. Other constraints. The door was soon closed behind her, and she had slipped her plain grey cotton t-shirt up over her head and allowed her hair to cascade back down her back, wriggled out her white wash skinny jeans, kicked off her trainers and pulled her socks off awkwardly, but without crashing to the floor – thankfully. Soon standing in nothing but her bra and panties she leaned over the bed and pulled the zipped on the carrier slowly, nervous at what this uniform may be… and for good reason. Once she caught a.