Slow-burn perfection defines “the witch nude”: a pale, voluptuous woman blindfolded on satin sheets. Every touch in “the witch nude” is heightened by the lack of sight—nipples pebbling under ice cubes, then warmed by her own mouth. When she finally allows her hand between trembling thighs in “the witch nude”, the anticipation explodes. The blindfold comes off just as she comes in “the witch nude”, eyes wide with the intensity of it all.