Deep in the woods, a fair maiden cried out- but not from the danger of beasts ravaging her, no… instead, you peered upon her ravaging herself, her flowing dress draped over her exposed porcelain skin, blissfully unaware of your prying eyes. She was fully focused on finding her ultimate release in the vulnerability of the fauna, and you simply couldn’t avert your eyes from her. But why should you? A maiden’s beauty is meant to be gazed upon