Yuan Akina'yı gıdıklıyor. Sıkı ip. Kahkaha arasında nefes nefese. Çıkış Yok

He doesn't fuck her. Yuan is tied up. She laughs. But it's not joy. She's giving in. And the DOM knows it. Feather in one hand. Firm crop in the other. No need to check the dildo. She's already at his mercy. No need to rush. He traces her belly. Slides the feather across her skin. Neck. Armpits. Yuan laughs. Then arches. Then... avoids. Pleasure isn't always a caress. Control doesn't have to be rough. Dirty tickles. That break her down with laughter. Until her voice fades into silence.