I too thought she was waiting for someone to pick up the feather, Sceej. Then I realized that the feather is pointed right at her vulnerable tummy and hipbones, and her awkward posture is her attempt to keep the feathertip from grazing her tender skin. Her stringent bondage and tight corset won't let her bend or twist away; her neck collar is so wide she can't even look down to gauge the distance between her and the feather. She can't hold that pose for long, though. Eventually she'll have to shift her weight on those murderous stiletto heels and suffer the feather's touch again and again. Maybe her captor is sitting in a chair, enjoying a glass of wine and watching her struggles. I love this drawing. 🙂