Under neon rain, “tied up and teased” follows a woman stripping out of a soaked dress in her high-rise window. City lights reflect off wet skin as “tied up and teased” watches her press palms to glass, ass arched toward the camera. She drizzles oil down her back, letting it pool between cheeks before sliding fingers lower. “tied up and teased” zooms on her reflection—eyes half-lidded, mouth open—as she rides her own hand against the skyline. The storm outside mirrors the one building inside; “tied up and teased” catches her knees buckling when she comes, city oblivious to the show only “tied up and teased” owns.