Bound in Ecstasy: Eli's Torment

In the dimly lit, velvet-draped chamber, Eli is bound, his naked form on display. A symphony of sensations assaults him - the cool air on his heated skin, the silken whisper of a feather tickling his erection, the warm, wet tongue lapping at his balls. His body responds involuntarily, his cock straining towards the unknown. A soft, feminine voice whispers, 'Eli, you are ours to command,' as a pair of breasts press against his back. He's a pawn in their game of pleasure and dominance, his body their plaything, his release their prize.

• eli
• book

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