Tousled dark hair frames a crimson stare that smolders with entitlement. Delicate, tender pink lips feign cordiality with a practiced smile. Her modest frame resembles a porcelain doll, a fragile vessel to contain cursed hunger.

Carrying herself with an arrogant gait, it is clear that this woman has rarely, if ever, been denied.


Sapphic, breathplay, bloodplay, roughness, brattiness, switch powerplay

All genders and sexes, vanilla, BDSM, countless other things

Scat, rape, monogamy, anything against the rules