Masked woman whipping herself with a riding crop

She’s sitting on the edge of a bed, wearing a black mask that covers her eyes, giving her a mysterious, intense look. Her chest is bare, and she’s gripping a riding crop with both hands, holding it up like she’s about to use it. The room is lit by natural light from a window behind her, casting shadows on the blue walls. The bed has a dark wooden headboard and frame, and there’s a pillow behind her. She’s not looking at the camera — her focus is inward, like she’s lost in the moment. The mood is raw and personal, like she’s doing this for herself, not for anyone else. No one else is in the frame, just her and the space around her. The vibe is confident, a little wild, and deeply intimate.