Venus had given herself up the second she sent that message, and now here she was, spread eagle, stretched to perfection, her whole body humming with regret. The first tickle landed, and that was it. Her laughter shot out like a firehose, wild, raw, like something had taken hold of her and wouldn’t let go. Venus wasn’t in control now. She was just a body, a vessel, a helpless sacrifice laughing herself silly while the tickle gods took what they wanted. And what they wanted w as everything.
Length: 15:19
Resolution: 3840×2160