bhaddies only: Tales of Courage, Mystery, and Love

Surrounded by flickering candles in bhaddies only, she sinks into steaming bubbles. Water laps at her nipples as she breathes “bhaddies only” with every exhale. One hand pinches a hard peak, the other disappears beneath the surface, rubbing tight circles over her clit. “bhaddies only, yes, bhaddies only,” she chants, faster, louder, until the water splashes over the edge and she comes screaming “bhaddies only” in shuddering waves.