A naked man kneels before his captor, bound in a web of green ropes with his hands tied behind his back.
His master places a hand upon his forehead almost as if he's conducting a healing session, a religious induction of a bad boy - or perhaps contemplating something more exacting for his captive subject. They are in a room in a soaring tower with walls of glass so that it seems removed from the world rushing by below and yet feels disturbingly exposed for the captive. The sky has glow of departing sun, heralding the night.
The room is bare but somehow seems luxurious in style. The submissive captive is forced to kneel on a red cushion like a prized pet. He lookes up with a strange, glazed expression as if resigned, but is obviously excited. The master is formally dressed in neat clothing that accentautes his trim physique and creates a sense of distance and superiority. He has removed his shoes as if not wishing to soil the plush carpet and seems poised to draw his captive's head forward into his crotch.
This is a curious image, painted in a slightly naive and yet self-consciously arty way but strangely atmospheric. There's a striking similarity in the sinister atmosphere with the image by David Hueso which I posted last year
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