Camille patting her cheek, her hand brushing over the tape covering her mouth a mocking reminder of her enforced muteness.
Michelle struggled as Camille pushed her backwards. Her bust keeping her off balance, keeping her from fighting back properly. She was also handicapped by her muscles, lacking their masculine strength her struggles were doomed.
Camille knew exactly when to force her, and when to tickle her into submission. Michelle lost by inches, her freedom and her dignity erased as her efforts were overpowered, dismissed and futile. Even her laughter was lost behind the tape, coming out only as snorting gasps from her petite nose, that flared cutely, as her cheeks reddened with shame and excitement.
Even as her wrists were bound to the bed frame, she was barely able to breathe smoothly. All the fight ebbed from her body, as Camille secured her other wrist to the bed ending any meaningful struggle.
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