Kiara’s height made her seem untouchable, but there she was, vulnerable and exposed, with nowhere to hide from what was coming. The first flick of a finger along her ribs made her jump, her laugh bursting out sharp and nervous, like she didn’t want to let it escape but couldn’t hold it in. The panic in her voice grew sharper, more desperate, as if begging for mercy without using the words. But mercy wasn’t on the menu.
Length: 10:18
Resolution: 3840×2160