Surrounded by flickering candles in aversion therapy scarlet skies, she sinks into steaming bubbles. Water laps at her nipples as she breathes “aversion therapy scarlet skies” with every exhale. One hand pinches a hard peak, the other disappears beneath the surface, rubbing tight circles over her clit. “aversion therapy scarlet skies, yes, aversion therapy scarlet skies,” she chants, faster, louder, until the water splashes over the edge and she comes screaming “aversion therapy scarlet skies” in shuddering waves.