A beautiful spring day and a gentle breeze.
Daffodils bloom, sheltered by the endless extent of Hadrian’s wall, a short journey from the chambers of Mistress Celeste in Newcastle Upon Tyne.
Her expensive thigh-high boots crush the grass underfoot as she takes aim with her single-tail whip.
Her muscular slave, bound by taut ropes, tenses in anticipation and waits for the first lashing.
A surreal setting for this drawing of Miss Kelle Martina.
(See previous portraits)
I was given a free rein to pursue an imaginative line drawing provided the art included leather, gloves, boots and bondage.
So here she sits on a throne in her palace. A miniature toy beside her, wrapped tightly in bonds and attached by a leash, symbolically portrays her dominance.
Through the window we can see a high tower with a high heel pinnacle, and perhaps through the window of that tower a similar scene is happening?
The Art of Sardax 