Locktober Day 26. You are being measured by your own trembling hips as she drags her boot across your shins, turning twenty-six days of starvation into a wet, oil-soaked confession where your edge belongs to her until she decides you're ready to break.
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Headphones on. AI voice, original script by Aria Wilde.
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