veiled and naked
kneeling like a threat
no face no mercy
the lace hangs
the room holds its breath
spine arched like a weapon drawn
arms locked above like a gate shut
no eyes no plea
just muscle tension and control
the lace slips but she doesn’t
arched
sharp hips split the dark
hands behind head like a dare
the heel digs in
not dancing — declaring
the shadow kneels before her
stretched
not resting — staking ground
arms forward like a threat made horizontal
hair spills, hips rise
stillness with intent
the silence leans in
glass table
plastic floor
body stretched like a loaded wire
heels locked
grip unbroken
this isn’t a pose
it’s a warning
one leg raised
hips carved from shadow
hand over mouth
not to silence — to contain
she holds the tension
lets the rest watch
veiled again
no face no mercy
spine sharpened by silence
the body obeys no one
she kneels like a threat held back
bare
dangerous
untouched
glass table
heels in the air like punctuation marks
glove stretched tight
head bowed — not in shame
in calculation
this is how predators rest
on all fours
glass beneath her
glove tight
heel sharp
she doesn’t crawl — she prowls
submission is just another shape of power
still
bare on glass
one glove one gaze
not posed — stationed
like a trap with patience
the room dims for her command
masked
arms wide like a crucifix
but nothing holy here
heels sharp
hips carved
she watches without eyes
you confess without speaking
perched
bare chest
mask still
cape spilling like ink
this isn’t a pose
it’s a sentence
and you’ve already been judged
motion snapped
hair wild
spine coiled
heel ready
she’s not turning away
she’s turning on you
and the shadow flinched first