Chris had promised Lily a great reward for co-operating with him in his sensual games very well.
Now Lily was back in the BDSM room of the yatch that was now sailing in the Manhattan City's waters.
Now Lily lay naked on the bed, her heart racing as she felt the cool air caress her exposed skin. The soft glow of candlelight illuminated the BDSM room, creating an intimate atmosphere. Chris, standing beside the bed, exuded an air of confidence and dominance, his muscular frame contrasting with Lily's petite figure. He had promised her pleasure, and she was eager to explore the boundaries of her desires. A surge of excitement mixed with nervousness coursed through her veins.
As Lily's eyes adjusted to the dim light, she noticed the cameras positioned strategically around the room, which was capturing her naked form. Now that she was filmed in every way possible, she had gotten used to exposing her skin to cameras. After all, it was there sweet memories, and they will see it later.
