Kavisha had a life of poise, professionalism, and control—until she met Ansh. What started as a flirtation with the forbidden quickly spiraled into an all-consuming addiction to submission. In the private sanctuary of their home, the masks fall away, replaced by the cold bite of handcuffs, the restrictive pull of ropes, and the shimmering, suffocating seal of duct tape.For Kavisha, the ultimate liberation isn't found in freedom, but in the total surrender of her autonomy. As Ansh pushes her further into the abyss of degradation and bondage, she discovers a terrifying, exquisite truth: she doesn't want to be saved. She wants to be owned.From the adrenaline-fueled risk of public exposure to the primal intensity of being a gagged, bound toy, Lost Spark in Montreal explores the thin line between pleasure and pain, and the blissful peace that comes when you finally stop fighting the darkness.

Kavisha had a life of poise, professionalism, and control—until she met Ansh. What started as a flirtation with the forbidden quickly spiraled into an all-consuming addiction to submission. In the private sanctuary of their home, the masks fall away, replaced by the cold bite of handcuffs, the restrictive pull of ropes, and the shimmering, suffocating seal of duct tape.For Kavisha, the ultimate liberation isn't found in freedom, but in the total surrender of her autonomy. As Ansh pushes her further into the abyss of degradation and bondage, she discovers a terrifying, exquisite truth: she doesn't want to be saved. She wants to be owned.From the adrenaline-fueled risk of public exposure to the primal intensity of being a gagged, bound toy, Lost Spark in Montreal explores the thin line between pleasure and pain, and the blissful peace that comes when you finally stop fighting the darkness.

Kavisha had a life of poise, professionalism, and control—until she met Ansh. What started as a flirtation with the forbidden quickly spiraled into an all-consuming addiction to submission. In the private sanctuary of their home, the masks fall away, replaced by the cold bite of handcuffs, the restrictive pull of ropes, and the shimmering, suffocating seal of duct tape.For Kavisha, the ultimate liberation isn't found in freedom, but in the total surrender of her autonomy. As Ansh pushes her further into the abyss of degradation and bondage, she discovers a terrifying, exquisite truth: she doesn't want to be saved. She wants to be owned.From the adrenaline-fueled risk of public exposure to the primal intensity of being a gagged, bound toy, Lost Spark in Montreal explores the thin line between pleasure and pain, and the blissful peace that comes when you finally stop fighting the darkness.