Credit Bound

She wears the handcuffs loosely — not as restraint, 

but as jewelry.

Two Black Cards slip against her skin like invitations,

tokens of access,

of being chosen, of being kept.

The gesture of her tongue is not hunger, but knowledge:

she understands the game so well - she can taste it.

Here, desire is an instrument, luxury is a  language, and the illusion of captivity is the most powerful freedom of all.

She is not owned. She chooses what she allows to hold her.

Medium:

Fine Art Photography, Archival HD Print on Metal, Museum

Plexiglass Seal, Aluminum Float Frame

40 x 60 in.

1/2

The chains are decorative.

The power is real.