She touches me like I’m an experiment. I don’t know if I’m meant to pass or fail. I just know I don’t want her to stop. Wakana talks softly to the camera. Nervous, curious. She fumbles with the blindfold, exhales, lies back. Her belly rises, bare and waiting. Steps. The snap of gloves. She’s ready. Mistress Akari starts with her fingers. A slow circle around the navel, one fingertip sinking in. Akari presses deeper, then pulls away. A cotton swab replaces her touch. Rolls it inside the navel, then slides it into the nose. Wakana squirms, half laughing, half moaning. Akari keeps going Relentless. She lifts her uniform, showing her flawless bellybutton. Tongues meet. Bellybutton 69 — wet, rhythmic, dizzying. Akari slides lube onto her finger, feeds it to Wakana. Now she belongs to Mistress Akari. When you’re playing with a sadist, you know they’re good when you start feeling like an experiment. I wonder if Mistress Akari would let us borrow her toys. xoxo Circe (211116_02)
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