He had also set that evil electric toothbrush on the bedside table, and somehow I knew with complete certainty, that it wasn’t meant for my feet tonight. It was meant for my insanely ticklish clit! Oh fuck! Not clit tickling! It tickles too much!! But there was nothing I could do about it now. Now, I was helpless. As he grinned down at me, very pleased with himself to have me dressed like this in such a helpless position, I couldn’t help but think back to the very first time he had lost one of our naughty bets… I had teased him to the brink of insanity for my victory. Now, the hungry, horny look in his eyes, told me that he hadn’t forgotten about that either! So as his curious fingertips began to explore my stubborn, but very sensitive upper body, I knew that I was in for an evening of nonstop laughter, moaning & begging! It was my turn to Pay My Debt.