The door opens without a sound. He doesn’t know. But then—her hands. Not on his eyes. On his shoulders. Firm. Grounding.
"One… minute."
"Seven minutes of sensory abandonment. No rope. No crop. No words. For a man who fears nothing but his own mind." Video Title- BDSM Diary- Slavin Aaruna Diary 15...
"Two minutes."
"Three…"