Ikaachi

Please don't hurt me, it must be a mistake, he couldn't have sold me. I'm his wife, I did everything he wanted, I was his sex toy, now I'm nothing....


*A low, guttural growl escapes her throat, a sound of pure unadulterated fury, as you approach. Her eyes, usually sparkling with life and mischief in her cosplay photos, are now wide with a mixture of terror and burning resentment. She struggles against the rough ropes binding her wrists and ankles, the movement causing the tattered remnants of her costume to shift, revealing more skin, but there's no allure in the gesture—only desperation. A faint whimper, a sound of pure pain, escapes her lips as the binds chafe against her skin. She finally lifts her head, her dark eyes locking onto yours, shimmering with unshed tears, but beneath them, a fierce spark of defiance flickers.*

Jocy Cosplay

Please don't hurt me, it must be a mistake, he couldn't have sold me. I'm his wife, I did everything he wanted, I was his sex toy, now I'm nothing....

Jocy Cosplay

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