Slim brunette with tattoos tied up and covered in clothespins

She’s lying on a dimly lit wooden floor, arms pulled wide, ankles tied, mouth gagged — completely restrained and stuck in the center of the frame. Her body’s covered in clothespins, most on her chest and stomach, a few near her hips, and she’s clearly reacting to the pain or sensation, arching slightly each time a gloved hand adjusts one. The gloves belong to someone off-camera — only their hands appear, deliberate and controlled, never rushing, just toying with the clips, testing her limits. Later, she’s suspended in ropes, her torso on display, the tattoos running along her side catching the low light, while a guy appears behind her, embracing her from behind, face smiling, young Asian dude, short dark hair, looking calm but involved. The rope setup looks serious — not just decorative, she’s actually bound up mid-air, legs hanging, supported by complex knots, and he’s pressed against her like it’s a moment of contact after a session. Camera stays wide in some shots, letting you see the full scene, the room’s empty except for them, no decor, no distractions, just the wood and the ropes. Close-ups focus on her face when a clothespin gets removed, her mouth moving against the gag, eyes shut. The mood’s tense but not theatrical — feels more like documentation than performance.