Leather straps constrict her body in a tight hogtie, face down on the padded box. New to bondage with only a handful of shoots in her past, she’s never experienced helplessness like this. I watch as sweat begins to bead on her face. She’s nervous. She gasps and claims it’s difficult to breathe, but I know she’s lying. She's just desperately seeking a way to gain back some of the control she gave up