A naked woman is kneeling on a wide footstool or a low table. Her hands are on the floor in front of her; her knees are spread wide. It is not a position of grace or beauty. It is an awkward position. It is a position with one purpose: to place her ass, and her thighs, and her spread-open pussy, on display. To make them available. To place them above her head, and above her heart. Where they belong.
I can’t see her face. This is not a problem. This is more than not a problem. This is part of the point.
I can hear her crying. This is also not a problem. This is also part of the point.