Silk ropes bind her wrists gently in deku y uraraka, heightening every sensation. Blindfolded, she can only feel—fingers trailing fire across sensitive skin while she murmurs “deku y uraraka.” A vibrating toy hums to life against her clit in deku y uraraka, making her writhe deliciously. She begs “more deku y uraraka,” voice breaking as the intensity builds. The camera drinks in every tremble, every bead of sweat in deku y uraraka until the toy presses deeper and she shatters, screaming “deku y uraraka” into the darkness, body convulsing in bound ecstasy.