Unseen, unheard: her self-bondage ballet

Lost in her own world, she writhes against the bonds, her body arching as she teases herself, her moans muffled by the gag she's fashioned from a silk scarf. The room is filled with the scent of her perfume and the sound of her ragged breaths, her heart pounding in her chest as she nears her climax, her body tensing, her eyes rolling back as she shatters, her release echoing through the silent room.

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