Being Driven Slowly Mad

"Sun, sea, and the gradual descent into depravity at the hands and ropes of two teenage students"

As I arch off the wooden seat to the limit of my straining bonds, I'm not sure whether the burning need to cum or my jackhammering pulse will kill me first. The thin white ropes that criss-cross my naked body...

The Moment It Ends

"The photographer is an expert at capturing la petite mort."

They're always so eager to please. Unappreciated at home, my camera offers freedom. Desirability. Purpose.In matching pumpkin underwear, this one's fully embraced the season. Stunning."Ease down the straps…"Click-whirr."Perfect. Cup them."Click-whirr."Touch yourself…"More."The sheets rustle, wavy locks swishing, hand digging into desire-stained...