Red ropes (Patreon)

Tied to a chair by red ropes,

In this room, a sight unfolds.

A single leg suspended in the air,

Underwear and bra are all we see.

The suspense is palpable as we look on with care,

A silent scream that's hard to bear.

In this setting, fear and pain collide,

Yet beauty can be found deep inside.

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