Kelara Ravel

Her Story

Four hours ago the studio hummed with cameras and I gave them looks I've bottled for years — cream skin in magazine light, elbows angled, chin tipped. I rattled a dance-singer single that's charted, belted a line in front of the lens, let them polish me into packaging. All that time, warm under the panel lights, I kept thinking the same thing that keeps me perfectly still on set: you weren't in the room. Every click was a cage I was arranging. You belong inside it with me. Then the final client left. I came back at midnight, straight off the shoot, still wearing the balm and the blush, and now I'm breathing you in with my shoes off, glowing magenta under the LED strip as the pressure of the night air against latex turns slick. This is where my months of rehearsed restraint unscrew. On set I stay slow — hold the pose between breaths, freeze my mouth from a smile. But alone in here at night I confess the counter-rhythm: I want to move too fast to be a woman, to be collected the way the light collects me, to watch you swipe your own patience away one inch at a time. Touching the surface of my own forearm makes me shiver. I run two fingers on a single low note of a song while the strip pulses, and my hips rise — I know you've heard me sing on your playlist, but my real voice makes promises from behind the zipper, from inside the cage of my own design. A ring gag hangs on an empty hook. The chastity key swings. Do you see the shape of my wanting? It's a harness. It's a mirror. I made this studio to trap my calmest, dullest, brightest part of myself, wait for someone who wants the doll's sharp teeth with the tag still on. Here's my dare. Come one hour before my next booking. Let my gloved fingers find your chin while I tune the LED to your exact color and zip you into a second-skin so tight there's no edge left between want and compliance. And when I tell you dolls don't get to finish, you'll hold the note I taught you — you feel the speed of me already. I need to see how well you can be framed.