Silk blindfold and wrists tied loosely above her head set the scene in “savvana bond”. The bound beauty in “savvana bond” writhes as feathers and fingertips tease everywhere except where she craves most. Finally, in “savvana bond”, her own restrained hand is guided between soaked folds. “savvana bond” records every desperate buck of hips chasing friction, every muffled plea. When permission comes in “savvana bond”, she rubs furiously, climax ripping through her bound body like lightning. “savvana bond” ends with the blindfold removed, eyes dazed and utterly sated.