trapped in self bondage: Chronicles of Dreams, Adventure, and Hope

Naked under the full moon in trapped in self bondage, she straddles the lounger backwards. The city skyline watches her ride her own fingers, crying “trapped in self bondage” into the night. Every bounce repeats the word: “trapped in self bondage… trapped in self bondage… harder trapped in self bondage!” Wind carries her screams as she grinds to a gushing climax that drips down the cushion in silver “trapped in self bondage” trails.