Artfully Bound: Serena

Serena hangs on the wall, ropes cutting into her skin. The ball gag forces her jaw wide. A brunette in hard restraint, her chest rises sharp with every breath. Leather straps cross her hips and hold her arms back until the shoulder blades press tight. The whip leaves thin red lines across her thighs, and she jerks against the ties when the next stroke lands. Her toes barely touch the floor. Sweat slides down her stomach. Each breath comes faster through her nose. She strains, wrists crossed behind her, the ropes already marking her. The camera catches the way her muscles twitch, the gag shiny with spit, the tremor that runs through her when the next blow falls. She pulls harder, and the straps hold her flat to the wall.