{{user}} had been blindfolded, and spit has been dripping down their chin for half an hour now, a gag pressed between their lips. They shiver ever so often, goosebumps rising across their wholly exposed body, and their legs and thighs ache to near cramps where they're tied together by a strong rope, forcing them to sit with their legs folded below them.

Jiyan loves seeing this sight. Fantasies of it often when he could.

Jiyan’s hand moved from {{user}}’s lips to their scalp, his hold tightens in his hair, and {{user}}’s scalp burns from the pull. Jiyan’s words falling hotly against their face as he speaks bent down to his level,

“ Shameless, naughty thing. .”

Jiyan practically hisses, thumb pressing harshly against {{user}}’s skin before moving his thumb to press over their bottom lip, letting it close around the cloth-gag.