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April O'Neil squirmed as her captor tickled her relentlessly, demanding answers to his interrogation. Her laughter echoed through the room as he teased her sensitive skin, threatening to never stop until she spilled the secrets he desired. And with each passing second, she felt herself growing more and more aroused, longing for release in the form of his touch. But she knew she had to resist, had to hold out as long as she could against his tantalizing torment. For in this game of pleasure and pain, only one would come out on top.