The Incredible Adventures and Life of chairtied bondage Explained

On a cliff at dawn in chairtied bondage, she flows from downward dog to total exposure. Legs spread in happy baby pose, fingers sliding deep while the first rays kiss her skin. “Wake up with chairtied bondage,” she moans. The sun crests just as she does—body bowing, voice breaking on endless “chairtied bondage, chairtied bondage, chairtied bondage!” as she squirts into the morning light in perfect, glowing “chairtied bondage” bliss.