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This shoot was a sudden inspiration and my will to tell another story.

In the deepest darkest corner of my wardrobe I found a crown from a ball in Moscow. Venice Ball. All the debutants get it there. Its a fancy event where everyone has to learn how to dance for about 4 months, but to get to this part you have to pass 2 interviews, where some snobs decide if you are worthy of their high society. Don't get me wrong, It's a beautiful event. But the "kitchen" of it is not that pretty.

The people who visit it are very very different. Majority tho ... are snobs and girls that are looking for a husband, or ones that were made to go there by their rich parents, so they network.

What's my problem with this? I don't have any, but I have thoughts. Some girls there were not the mass, they had other dreams but find a husband. But I saw that it is hard for them to rebel from this fake world of smiles, where you HAVE to be "a girl". One of them became my good friend, and she told me a story, of how hard it was to turn away from what this society wanted her to be, to take off the fake and unneeded crown.

The problem is that for these people looks and your fancy surrounding are important. Not what you actually are or do. That is why I wanted to show you a beautiful girl that is literally tied to all this beauty and can't take it off. But how happy she is, when she get's out and throws away that crown ?

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Boboflexi

She looks beautiful and the pictures are amazing

Felix Dartmouth

What an interesting paradox you present! This roped beauty is free, although trussed up in rope. Those in the society are actually the ones in bondage, although not tied with ropes. How many of them will lie unsatisfied beside their husbands, while those who are truly free, but tightly bound in rope will experience the ecstasy of bondage connection?

voudou.ropes

such good words! yeah this is quite a paradox, I believe it exists in many countries, not only here