Iselyn Velmure

Portrait Save
Description
"... let this dream, her captor,
foretell a pleasant awakening--
be, one day, a fond, distant memory."

Iselyn's beauty had come apart. Auburn
curls, laced with grey, framed her face
in soft disarray. High cheekbones, eyes
rimed with winter; a mouth made for
kisses and soft replies. She was
gentle-voiced and expressive, but the
ghost of violence inhabited her skin.
Three faint claw marks curved like script
across her cheek. When she moved, her
left arm whispered in clicks and whirrs.

           * * *

Asphyxia. Control. Denial. Frustration.
Blood. Pain. Tenderness. Seduction.
Animals. Excreta. Pregnancy. Rape. Vore.
Player:WaveringRose
Gender (Visually):Female
Race (Visually): Human