Hidden Sensuality Revealed in opposite of bondage

Facing a full-length mirror in "opposite of bondage", she watches herself touch. Legs spread wide on velvet chair, fingers dance over slick heat while her reflection stares back, cheeks flushed. "opposite of bondage" frames both angles—real and mirrored—as she pinches nipples and plunges deep. The sight of her own desperation drives her wild; she moans "opposite of bondage" to her reflection like a lover. Faster circles, harder thrusts, until she’s panting "opposite of bondage, please" at the glass. Orgasm crashes through her, body shaking so hard the chair creaks, crying "opposite of bondage" as she squirts against her own hand, mesmerized by the woman coming apart in the mirror. 241 words.