Thread: A "Home Alone" Type of Night [Hapto x Full~Pride]

She's still half standing when the tentacles strike, snapping around her wrists and ankles and driving them back into the wall. Her arms are stretched out behind her sides, her legs bent but spread apart as she'd forced to stay half squatting, leaning forward, her entire wet and sensitive body left exposed. She's panting so hard, unable to focus on anything but herself, the warm air brushing against her skin, kissing her hard nipples, her wet anus, her throbbing pussy and balls and her painfully hard and constantly twitching cock. But she has to try, her yellow eyes flashing in the darkness as she sends a wave of force down the bath, nowhere near as strong as before as it crashes past the secured tentacles harmlessly. She focuses hard, the three tentacles around each of her limbs forced to uncoil slightly, shaking with their own strength as they hover a centimetre away from her skin. It's working, just a little more. She feels their wet tongues on her skin, brushing against her wrists and calves. Her focus shatters, her skin jolting with pleasure as the tentacles coil around her tighter, the spots where their tongues rest sending jolts of pleasure down her shaking arms and legs. They start to advance. Her whole body tenses and writhes as the tentacles slowly coil down her limbs, licking as they go. She gasps every time they lick past the undersides of her forearms, crying sharply as the inside of her elbows explode with pleasure. They stay on the erogenous zone as on each arm a second and third tentacle advances, spiralling as they lick around her upperarm, closer and closer to her armpits, her shoulders rising higher and higher as if trying to escape her own tightly bound arms as the tentacles get closer and closer. Just before they reach they stop, hovering over her hot scent a moment, then strike. She screams, throwing her shoulders back, bucking up against the overwhelming sensation of the tongues licking around her armpits and elbows as her bound arms spasm against her firmly arched back. She feels no lessening of the pleasure drowning her arms as the third tentacles keep going, licking down her sides, over her ribs, carefully licking around the edges of her breasts, over the soft firm skin rising and falling with her quick heavy breaths. Their tongues spiral over her breasts, drenching her smooth skin with pleasure as they get closer and closer to her aching nipples. She clenches her teeth, trying to brace herself... but they dont attack, instead licking around just past her areola, the tentacles softly squeezing her breasts, making everything feel good except the most sensitive parts, just making them ache more and more as the rest of her breasts are teased. What was it doing? Her entire body starts to rise against the tentacles licking around her calves, spiralling up her legs, her calves spasming her upwards as two tongues sink into the back of her knees, the rest continuing on, one pair very slowly spiralling around the ends of her thighs, leaving enough room for the other pair to lick underneath them. On both legs a set of tentacles go to work, one slowly licking around and around her thigh as it advances higher, the other licking the most sensitive skin of her inner thigh higher and higher with the other, up and down, inching closer and closer to her groin every time, every thrust sending a wave of pleasure and anticipation up and into her hot centre, every peak stronger than the last as the tongues thrust closer and closer. By the time their thrusts reach an inch from the base of her thighs, the spiralling tongues join in, licking up and down her whole inner thighs in tandem with the others to send redoubled waves of pleasure into her tensing groin and bucking hips. Her head is thrust back, lips gasping as she feels it get worse, more tongues appearing near her groin, licking down the sensitive crease at the base of her thighs, still others licking up and down the skin on the sides of her pussy, brushing the skin around her clitoris, around the edges of her balls, the base of her cock, down the small of her back and between her cheeks right up to beside her anus, another reaching it from the other side before licking up to just below her pussy, never touching either. None of them were touching her properly, getting closer, mere millimetres away, making her even more sensitive, her anus and pussy and cock all throbbing madly as the tongues lick all around them, the mere brush of the air as her hips buck into it almost enough to be a sensation. But not enough, the secondary sensations of the tongues tugging on the skin around her wet pink pussy lips to open them up again and again and tugging the skin over her clitoris up and down all just making it worse, making her desperate to feel more. So cant believe how much she wants it, her eyes closed as her head is thrust back moaning in each gasp of air. But she doesnt dare admit it, even if her entire body is desperate to have it. She desperately tries to hold onto her pride, determined not to give in to the incredible teasing this creature is forcing on her, her entire arms drenched in pleasure, her breasts squeezed and wet around her aching nipples, her legs tensing with the sensations and her hips bucking with each thrust of the tongues down her inner thigh as the tongues lick all around her groin and surround all her most sensitive spot in wet warm pleasure, everything feeling so good, but still not enough, her bucking hips almost trying to fuck the air as the continually mounting pleasure and desire of all the tongues licking all around her everything drives her mad with desperation.