Hair Color: Brunette
Eye Color: Dark Brown
Skin Color: Tan
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 130 lbs
Measurements: 34D-24-36
Distinguishing Marks: Small butterfly tatoo on left ankle
Piercing(s): Ears
Limits: Blood, Needles, Children, and Permanent Marks like Scars, Brands, Piercings, or Tatoos
Status: Single
Affiliation: slave
What's my story?
At the ripe old age of 18, my parents kicked me out of the house. I was a bit of a wild child who didn't listen to a damn thing they said so I really can't blame them. As a means of supporting myself, I started turning tricks. It was only supposed to be temporary but a year turned into two. Then one day I met... Him... and my whole world changed.
I knew Him only as Mr. Stevens. He was a tall, imposing Man who sent my body on fire in ways I'd never thought possible. At first it was a business relationship but before long it had nothing to do with business and all to do with pleasure. His pleasure. He took ownership of me. Possessed me. Claimed me. Controled me. And later I called Him Master.
I flourished under His firm hand. I was trained in almost every aspect of BDSM with a heavy emphasis on service. It was never about my pleasure but the pleasure of those I served. When I did wrong... I was punished. When I did right... I was praised. As the years passed, I grew to love my Master and would have willingly given my life for His. I was His devoted, willing slave. Heart. Mind. Body. Soul.
Fate isn't always kind. He was taken from me in the blink of an eye. Crushed metal and burning tires. I was devastated and sought to join Him in the afterlife. However, even in Death He had other plans for His slave.
I was left with a hefty sum of money. During my time with Him, I had not just been a piece of pleasure meat. He sent me to school. I got my diploma and then a degree in business. He'd planned for a day when He might be gone to make sure I'd survive. His two most trusted body guards, Eddie and Sean were now trusted to me. His memory was too painful so after a year of traveling I settled down and decided to open a BDSM Club.
Club BDSM is a dream come true. I'm happy to see the Club growing though they are days and times when the line between Club owner and slave is a fine one. I'm not sure I walk it well but I try and will keep doing such until a time comes when another Man steals my heart and takes control.
OOC Note
I'm not looking for a Master or any other type of relationship. This is a creative release for me. A roleplay character. I'm not looking to cross the lines of VT and RT. If you can't do the same then don't engage me in play.
Thank you!