Last Laugh’s on YOU

Hazel lures the same desperate guy back to her place for the second time, promising the hot kinky sex he’s been craving. After last week’s painful corporal punishment, his stupid cock gets the better of him and he falls for her trap again. Hazel walks in with a wicked smirk. “Oh, did you really believe that sex thing, loser? But don’t worry… we’re gonna have a lot of laughs instead.” She starts viciously dragging her sharp nails across his sides and neck. “Aw, I just love torturing pathetic boys like you. Where are you most ticklish, worm? Your sides? Your neck? You’re my helpless little tornado!” He squirms and howls with uncontrollable laughter. “How long are we gonna do this before the sex thing?” Hazel grins straight at the camera. “There’s no sex, idiot. There’s a camera right there. I sell this content. You’re my little film slave now — and I’m going to break you for it.”

She slides lower and attacks his balls. “Are your worthless balls ticklish?” He gasps, “They’re super ticklish! My most ticklish spot!” “Liar,” she snaps, and mercilessly tickles his chest and underarms instead. His face turns bright red as he begs and screams with laughter. “Don’t worry, these videos never go more than an hour,” she laughs coldly. “Though the last loser lasted five hours. Five hours of nonstop tickling until he completely lost his mind…” After a long, brutal session, Hazel finally stops. “You’ve been such a good little bitch today. Come back tomorrow and I’ll let you fuck me.” “Third time’s the charm,” the dense slave pants hopefully.