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Dave had been cheering her on as she whimpered and writhed while bound on the floor, complimenting her on her enthusiastic emoting, while thinking, "Hey, this sweet young babe is really into this shit!" As usual, he was clueless. Turns out her "passion" was something else entirely: scared, breathless distress caused by too-tight upper-body bondage. The poor girl had gotten light-headed due to the ropework inhibiting her respiration! Afraid she would screw up the shoot, Katie had avoided giving the prearranged danger signal, so Dave didn't realize she was in trouble. Given more time Katie could have calmed down and worked through it with adjusted rigging, but her boyfriend/escort, not enthusiastic about her modeling to begin with, used her distress as an excuse to abort the shoot. Although Dave would've liked a few more cool struggling on the floor shots, he'd already lensed enough for a mail order photoset (he wasn't thinking membership website at this early stage), so he ended the session and cut her free. Katie was mortified, profusely apologetic and blamed herself for ironically causing the very outcome that she'd been struggling to avoid by not giving the danger signal. She even tried to resist full payment until Dave reassured her that he'd gotten enough for his requirements (barely). Later Katie gleefully informed Dave that she'd taken her copies of the bondage photos to a print shop to get them enlarged (for a portfolio?... a scrapbook?... her walls?... a boyfriend?... her Mom?!!). She happily told Dave that it was a shame that he hadn't been there to witness the expression on the face of the young guy doing the enlarging as she nonchalantly presented him with the images you see here. Sweet, cheerful, friendly, kinky and eager to please was Katie. Definitely Dave's kind of girl. Where have you gone, honey?