Chained against the wall, Arielle Lane stands exposed—her short vest barely covering her chest, a sheer white cloth draped around her hips. She is the belly slave of Scott Torvea, and today, he has come to claim his pleasure. With intense focus, Scott begins his ritual: deep, hungry kisses across her belly, gentle bites, and slow, wet licks into her navel. Arielle arches and gasps, her body completely surrendered to his touch. Every frame is soaked in dominance, control, and raw navel worship.