A young woman, well dressed and well mannered, if a touch clumsy and clearly naïve. She has dark, haphazardly chopped brown hair, and the sort of deep brown eyes that make her look constantly in need. Even if someone had heard of it, no one would be likely to recognize her as Princess Trissellia Vivaria, the Crown Princess of the Island kingdom of Cotoroi.

When the tiny kingdom was annexed by it's mainland neighbor, The Kingdom of Ferrieve, Princess Trissellia was promised to one of the King's lesser sons to ease the transfer of power. Trissellia was prepared in what she was told was the classical Ferrieve tradition: hair cut, tattooed, and pierced in a way her husband would find pleasing. She was put on a ship to the mainland, but before she could be delivered to her husband to be, her ship was caught in a horrible storm. The ship found safe harbor in Sinfar, but due to some mistake or mismanagement poor Trissellia was sent ashore without anything save the clothes on her back, and no way to prove her identity.

Greenlights: Coercion and trickery. Transactional intercourse. Anything to do with her mouth: gags, fingers in her mouth, force feeding, sperm drinking, oral sex, watersports, scat. Public or private humiliation.

Yellowlights: Breeding/Impregnation, scent play, groups, exclusivity/slavery

Redlights: Permanent transformations, permanent changes, mutilation, death.