Bow To Me

Kisa Hawthorne VIP/Elite Manager 747 years young Chthonic Vampire

[erebus-richter]

bloodymistress​:

“We do have that aspect in common, my friend. The best things to enjoyed are to be savored.” She was oddly relieved that his mood was exceptionally better since they last saw each other, contrary to her own mood. Oh well, she could hide hers well enough.

At his conditions, she almost rolled her eyes but grinned and agreed. “Alright. No cheating and no compulsions. I could win without them.” She started to swiftly deal the cards out.

“So, tell me, what have you been up to for the past few months? You’re very elusive, you know.” Not that she has been actively searching for him, but it’s no secret that the man keeps to himself most of the time.

.

Friend. Not a word he could assign to many, but he supposed she was as close as one could get. For him, anyway. Their interactions had been few and far between, but still he felt a narrow slither of empathy to this woman who had endured the same change; vampire to chthonic. It hadn’t been easy. It still wasn’t easy.

Flattening his fingers to the cards, he slid them across the table and peeled them up so as to conceal them from others. His expression remained as stoic as always. 

“Aside from languishing in darkness and lust, you mean?” An off-hand comment; his attempt at humour. And indeed, the jest lifted to his eyes and to the curve that traced his lips as he glanced up at her. Throwing down a card, he shrugged dismissively. “I have been acclimatising to this new species. In the beginning, it was far easier on my own. Now, I think I have almost mastered the basics. Oh, and I purchased a prisoner.” Wickedness consumed him, then. “She is a handful.”

[bloodymistress]

While it is a bit of a stretch to call them ‘friends’, she can’t deny that they have much more common than most, given their status, personalities, and their transition of species. If they had more history aside from their sporadic encounters, perhaps they would be better friends.

“Yes, aside from that.” She chuckled and took her time to look at her own hand of cards and organizing them in a particular way, not letting anyone see them, then throwing her own card down. “That’s good to hear. It’s been quite an adjustment for anyone, but learning to control it is great.” Her own control of it has been decent enough, but she strived for that aspect. She couldn’t bare to let the Dominion know that she was faltering.

His news of purchasing a prisoner was a shock, though. Very rarely would Erebus do such a thing. They weren’t really that close and even she knew that. “Should I ask what drove you to making such a decision to buy a prisoner? She must be a special one to get your attention like that.”

[seth-abrams]

The chthonic was in a good mood, mostly because he had just made a very big and risky buy that turned in his favor. That was the only reason Seth needed to be somewhat nice. 

His two cats were playing on the counter, as Seth amused himself by watching them. When someone walked in, the civilian looked up form his cats. “Looking for something? Or are you just here to browse?”

@covairecitystarters​

[bloodymistress]

“Browsing.” She answered simply, her heels clicking on the floor as she walked into the store. She didn’t know what she may or may not need, but who would tell her to not spend money unnecessarily?

She walked over and petted one of the cats before turning towards Seth. “Looks like a slow day, huh? Must be bored.”

[effy-fontaine-deactivated202401]

@magisterleonedupont @covairesokami @thinblooded @hotshotxtheus @fallen-alpha-duke​ @sarah-mcmasterx​ +Open

Effy couldn’t stifle the smile on her lips as she walked down the street. It almost felt like nothing had changed in the time she had been gone, if anything she was the one who had changed the most. Still she was glad to be back, while she loved France there was no denying that Covaire would always be home. She knew there were people she needed to see, people she had a lot of explaining to do. But right now she just wanted to take in the city. Sensing eyes on her she turned to see who it was, that ever familiar bright smile on her lips. “Are you here to welcome me back then? I’ll admit I’m a little disappointed there wasn’t a party.” 

@covairecitystarters​

[bloodymistress]

“Unfortunately, while I do throw some good parties, I only do personal parties if you pay first.” Kisa said, looking up and down at the woman. She does look rather familiar but she wasn’t quite sure. She hardly pay attention to those she isn’t close to, after all. “If you really want to party, just swing by the V.I.P.. There won’t be a cake with your name on it or anything but it’s something.”

[erebus-richter]

bloodymistress​:

Kisa looked at Erebus sitting not far from her and grinned at him. He was as handsome as ever and even looked to be in a nice mood. “Now now, Erebus. Unless something has changed, I don’t thing you ever take a short time in enjoying anyone’s company.” She teased, her grin falling into a wicked smirk on her red painted lips.

She did look at her accumulated fortune and then back at Erebus, narrowing her eyes a bit at his implied challenge as she started to shuffle the cards. “If you want to keep things interesting, Handsome, then place a bet. Winner gets what the winner wants.”

She could handle one more game, she decided as she started to shuffle her cards. She didn’t plan to lose and can only imagine what sort of treat she can get out of Erebus.

“Touché. I do like to savour the things I enjoy.” He was in a good mood, indeed. Such a contrast to the last time they’d met, when he had been crippled by a black cloud weighing unbearably upon his shoulders. He had still not entirely adjusted to life as a Chthonic. But he was doing better, these days.

Scanning her eyes with a piercing stare, he lowly laughed and slid a generous amount of chips forward. 

“Fine, Kisa, my dear. Let’s make this interesting.”

A smirk. 

“No cheating. No compulsion.”

[bloodymistress]

“We do have that aspect in common, my friend. The best things to enjoyed are to be savored.” She was oddly relieved that his mood was exceptionally better since they last saw each other, contrary to her own mood. Oh well, she could hide hers well enough.

At his conditions, she almost rolled her eyes but grinned and agreed. “Alright. No cheating and no compulsions. I could win without them.” She started to swiftly deal the cards out.

“So, tell me, what have you been up to for the past few months? You’re very elusive, you know.” Not that she has been actively searching for him, but it’s no secret that the man keeps to himself most of the time.

[kazimir-voronovich]

bloodymistress​:

“I like it. It suits you.” She looks down at the ring again, a very pretty addition to their ever growing collection. “Remind me to text you a list of souvenirs I expect next time you leave me. Maybe I want a pretty ring to leave pretty marks with.” She remarks in a teasing tone. She would never pressure them to spoiler her, but it is in her nature to enjoy being spoiled.

“Only one in mind at the moment. She was curious about you, so I figured her curiosity deserves some special attention.” She says, pulling out her phone to text while walking with Kazya, not a single misstep on her part despite walking while distracted. “A pretty little wolf that likes to bite off more than she can chew. It could be fun to train her.”

“Thank you. That’s why I bought it–” Kazimir replied with an unhurried enjoyment of the other woman’s company. “Is it really a souvenir if you tell me what to bring you?” They smiled as they walked, blue eyes glittering with amusement, “You want me to buy you a ring, pcholka? But it’s just all so sudden–” They trailed off with a teasing laugh. 

“Curious about me? But that means someone was talking to her about me– ” Kazya grinned, “Easiest way to teach a wolf not to bite is put a muzzle on it. But let’s see this pretty wolf of yours and play.”

[bloodymistress]

“It still counts as a souvenir. Maybe I can just ask for something and surprise me with whatever you think would suit me.” She shrugged and playfully rolled her eyes at his insinuation on the type of ring. “Oh, but you know you adore me. Where would you be if not by my side? Well, likely in the same social standing, but you would be so bored without me.” She teased back at him. “Besides, you would have to work a bit harder to keep me locked, querido.”

At his accuracy, she gave him a look of faux innocence. “I might have mentioned you. Just to warn her not to get in your way unless she has masochistic tendencies. I still remember your interesting performance with that vampire girl on my club cameras.” She laughs a bit at the memory of it, like it was a funny old joke. “She said she’ll be there. If not, maybe I’ll play with you, instead?”

[ofhcnscl-deactivated20230318]

bloodymistress​: Kisa & Hansol

Kisa knew she could get almost anything she wants in the city for the right price. And she’s able to almost always pay that price. “Money is no issue to me, pretty one. So long as you’re with the amount.” She reaches over and touches his cheek, softly pressing her very warm hand against the soft flesh. Oh, to see those cheeks flushed red…

This man did look remarkably delicious. If only she was still a vampire, her fangs definitely would have come into play. Oh well, this will do just fine. And it was definitely a pleasant victory that she was oh so easily able to convince him to join her, even for the night. “Then we’re going to my place, Pet. I hope you’re prepared to stay the night. Maybe even two, depending on my mood.” She loops her arm through his and starts leading him towards the exit. “Out of respect, I must ask: Any boundaries or turn offs? I must admit, I often get too excited and have a tendency to go overboard.”

…

Two nights. That was a rather pricey contract but one he was more than happy to fill if she wanted. When it came to boundaries he had far less that he was against than what he was for. He happily listed his boundaries for her as they walked, already the anticipation growing into need inside him with every step they took.

He held her arm happily as he followed her direction. “You’ve got me curious now. I’ve had all sorts of mistresses and masters. Each one had a different idea of overboard.” He had some of the scars to prove it but those had been when he had no say over anything that was done to him. 

[bloodymistress]

She listened and made note of boundaries, all of which were agreeable to and didn’t go against her own in the slightest. So, she felt it would be imminent that they would be having some fun together.

At his inquiry, she breathed out a small sigh. “It was long before I came to this city, back when I had less restraint when playing with my lovers. I’ve gotten more in control ever since, but sometimes the temptation to push limits becomes almost unbearable.” She admitted in a way that was purposely leaving out any incriminating details. She was no saint, and there are things in her past she can’t escape from forever, but she figured he’d at least deserve to know. “But don’t worry, you look too beautiful for me to hurt permanently. I can’t wait to see you squirm beneath me.” She almost cooed, as though she were speaking about playing with a small animal.

[the-night-circus-christine]

@thinblooded @kazimir-voronovich​ @israelskelton​ +open for others  @covairecitystarters​

Chrisine knew she couldn’t stay cooped up in the house, even if she wished to do so. She had made some appearances about the city, but there was something about being in her townhouse, like she didn’t have to keep a fake facade up. It was rather tiresome to always be putting on a show. 

She also knew that she would have to eventually go over to the new studio she had bought and start to work on putting her school together. The circus held some horrible memories for the shewolf, but it also had wonderful ones, and she had to keep telling herself that and do something different. 

Standing outside of the studio, she looked up to see that it was actually hers, and then looked down at the papers in her hand, key as well, and her head turned when she saw a shadow of feet. “Hello,” she smiled at the person standing there. 

[bloodymistress]

Kisa was simply on a walk around the town, mostly to clear her head. Her thoughts have been jumbled lately but she was starting to become more better. Somewhat. Starting to eat more and be less hostile. Even took up yoga.

Today was a simple walking day and she noticed as she neared the area and realized that the building she could have sworn was on the market was recently purchased. Seemingly, by the girl in front of it.

She neared and smiled at her. “Hello. I mostly wandered over out of curiosity. I didn’t realize that this building was purchased.”

[sena-clarke]

Sena had given up on sleep and resigned herself to starting her day early, even if she still had hours before she had to open the store. She could have stayed in bed but she knew that it would only invite in unwelcome thoughts and memories. No, she needed to start her day and keep herself busy. So she got up and showered, throwing on an outfit and doing her hair and makeup before she headed out of the house. 

It wasn’t until she was out and wandering the streets that she decided on her destination. At the cafe she got herself a coffee with an extra shot and made her way over to a corner table to sit down. She hadn’t realized she had zoned out, or perhaps she had been drifting off when she heard someone clear their throat and she straightened, her eyes turning to the person who had wandered over to her table. “Yes?”

@covairecitystarters​

[bloodymistress]

“You should be more careful. If I was less wealthy and more desperate, I would have kept this.” Kisa says, holding out a wallet to the girl. She had saw it drop to the floor but the girl seemed to have been in such a daze, she didn’t even notice it. Probably would have walked off without it, too.

“If you’re gonna fall asleep in a coffee shop, you should probably be more careful. Or get another shot of espresso. Whichever works out the best.”

[ofhcnscl-deactivated20230318]

bloodymistress​: Kisa & Hansol

Kisa always loved the pretty pets and never showed any shame in checking them out. They were around for her to admire and use, after all. And this one clearly didn’t mind the treatment.

“Well, how about you, Pet? How easily are you taken in?” She asked in a bit more of a suggestive tone. He was clearly an escort and very comfortable with his profession. And judging by his lightly flirty tone, he’s interested in her as well. Just like how she’s interested in him. She even felt smugly victorious when he decided to accept the loss of his original Client and stay by her side for the evening. “I’m sure you’ll be worth your price, Pet. But since I’m done playing and you don’t seem like the gambling type, why don’t we make this evening more interesting for the both of us and go somewhere else, hmm? The night is young, after all.”

…

Hansol did not consider himself easy in any sense of the word. What he did consider himself was practical when it came to business. Based on that alone he already knew that Kisa was offering a better deal all together than what his current excuse for a client had or could give him. “For the right price I am as easy as my clients want me to be.” 

He let his eyes travel over her figure appreciatively. After all Clients weren’t the only ones who got to choose who they would be with and she held so much more charisma then his other option. With one call it was done and he had a new client. He inclined his head to her, a little smile on his lips. “By all means lead the way mistress. As of right now, I’m all yours.” What was in store for him he couldn’t say but he was so looking forward to finding out.

[bloodymistress]

Kisa knew she could get almost anything she wants in the city for the right price. And she’s able to almost always pay that price. “Money is no issue to me, pretty one. So long as you’re with the amount.” She reaches over and touches his cheek, softly pressing her very warm hand against the soft flesh. Oh, to see those cheeks flushed red...

This man did look remarkably delicious. If only she was still a vampire, her fangs definitely would have come into play. Oh well, this will do just fine. And it was definitely a pleasant victory that she was oh so easily able to convince him to join her, even for the night. “Then we’re going to my place, Pet. I hope you’re prepared to stay the night. Maybe even two, depending on my mood.” She loops her arm through his and starts leading him towards the exit. “Out of respect, I must ask: Any boundaries or turn offs? I must admit, I often get too excited and have a tendency to go overboard.”

[kazimir-voronovich]

bloodymistress​:

“Nice to know that you memorized my ass, Kaz. Always the flatterer.” She says with a mildly sarcastic tone and lets herself be pulled to their side, obviously having no issue with it. She only briefly glanced down at the dress in question. Sparkling burgundy dress that she adores. “Thank you but I do look good in every color. I do like your ring, though. Is this one new?” She asked, taking their hand in hers in looking at the multiple rings.

No way was so going to tell Kazya about her moods fluctuating as of late. At least, not yet. For now, she intended to keep her classic air of not so subtle arrogance. “I’m hardly jaded, just wasn’t sure if you had any ideas of your own.” They did have the city basically in their palms and could get in almost anywhere with ease. Clubs, bars, and so much more. “Perhaps we can get ourselves a pretty little escort or prisoner? We can even take them to the Le Boudoir to keep things interesting.”

“I know. You are welcome.” Kazimir replied with blithe humor. They laughed as she said that she looked good in every color. They opened their hand and splayed their fingers for a moment, looking down at their ringed fingers. “Da. I got it on my last trip. Heavy rings leave very pretty marks on skin.” 

“I always have ideas. But I wanted your ideas.” Kazimir said back chuckling at them both. They grinned, “Only one?” They turned and began walking towards Le Boudoir. “If you have an escort or two in mind that wants to party then call them. And we will play.”  

[bloodymistress]

“I like it. It suits you.” She looks down at the ring again, a very pretty addition to their ever growing collection. “Remind me to text you a list of souvenirs I expect next time you leave me. Maybe I want a pretty ring to leave pretty marks with.” She remarks in a teasing tone. She would never pressure them to spoiler her, but it is in her nature to enjoy being spoiled.

“Only one in mind at the moment. She was curious about you, so I figured her curiosity deserves some special attention.” She says, pulling out her phone to text while walking with Kazya, not a single misstep on her part despite walking while distracted. “A pretty little wolf that likes to bite off more than she can chew. It could be fun to train her.”

[kazimir-voronovich]

bloodymistress​:

Kisa has, admittedly, been spending quite a bit of time at the Casino lately. More than she probably should. Between the drinking and the gambling, it’s almost become an unhealthy reprieve from her life, but it is what it is.

She was on her way to the roulette table when she felt someone grab her arm, causing her to stiffen. Any other time, she would have reacted offensively/defensively, striking out against whomever dared to place their hand on her. However, the familiar Russian voice halted that near reflex and she relaxed, turning a grin to the perpetrator. “You should really be careful with grabbing on people, darling, but I do like the offer. Any ideas on what we should do?”

Kazimir scoffed, dismissing her warning, “I knew exactly who I was grabbing onto. You have a very distinct and shapely ass. I would know anywhere. Even blindfolded.” They reeled Kisa in against them, curling themselves against her and tucking her arm under theirs. “I love the dress. It’s a good colour on you.” 

Kazimir’s eyes twinkled at the question, “We are both powerful, immortal creatures with far more money than sense. We can do anything we want. Are you all jaded now, Kisa? There has to be something that get your now hot blood pumping. Pleasure? Pain? Both?” They grinned and said, “Come, you will help me celebrate returning home from business trip and also winning at poker.” 

[bloodymistress]

“Nice to know that you memorized my ass, Kaz. Always the flatterer.” She says with a mildly sarcastic tone and lets herself be pulled to their side, obviously having no issue with it. She only briefly glanced down at the dress in question. Sparkling burgundy dress that she adores. “Thank you but I do look good in every color. I do like your ring, though. Is this one new?” She asked, taking their hand in hers in looking at the multiple rings.

No way was so going to tell Kazya about her moods fluctuating as of late. At least, not yet. For now, she intended to keep her classic air of not so subtle arrogance. “I’m hardly jaded, just wasn’t sure if you had any ideas of your own.” They did have the city basically in their palms and could get in almost anywhere with ease. Clubs, bars, and so much more. “Perhaps we can get ourselves a pretty little escort or prisoner? We can even take them to the Le Boudoir to keep things interesting.”

[kazimir-voronovich]

Play to win

Kazimir had been playing at the poker table in the Casino for close to 48 hours before they had finished cleaning out their competitors. They stood slipping their sequined suit coat over their black finely meshed collared shirt. They flipped a $500 dollar chip to the dealer as a tip, downing their last shot of vodka and heading to get paid out. 

Walking into the cool air of outdoors Kazimir turned and looked around them for a moment, still riding the high of their win. They reached out and confidently took the arm of someone that had been walking by, who, in Kazya’s opinion looked like they might be fun. “I have just won an obnoxious amount of money and I am in need of help spending it tonight.” They grinned, “Would you like to help me?”

@covairecitystarters​

[bloodymistress]

Kisa has, admittedly, been spending quite a bit of time at the Casino lately. More than she probably should. Between the drinking and the gambling, it’s almost become an unhealthy reprieve from her life, but it is what it is.

She was on her way to the roulette table when she felt someone grab her arm, causing her to stiffen. Any other time, she would have reacted offensively/defensively, striking out against whomever dared to place their hand on her. However, the familiar Russian voice halted that near reflex and she relaxed, turning a grin to the perpetrator. “You should really be careful with grabbing on people, darling, but I do like the offer. Any ideas on what we should do?”

[kingofcovaire]

bloodymistress​:

“I would look to the clients to be punished if they so recklessly left rented prisoners in areas they are unfamiliar with. It would be like if I brought a werewolf or a human prisoner into the East Side and then set them loose on some foolish faith that they would return back to the Château.” A mere example, of course. While she has brought rentals to her home before, she always either personally return then of make sure a guard retrieves them. “The prisoners are also at fault, but I believe slightly less so. Most follow directions of whoever is holding their metaphorical leash. Without a guide, they are a little more than puppets waiting for anyone to pull their strings. They should obviously know better, still.”

She takes a brief moment to consider another at fault. “The guards are also responsible. I wouldn’t be surprised if a few lacked enough diligence to keep an eye on their assigned prisoner on the chance someone leads them astray, or if they shed leniency in return of fulfilling their more primal pleasures.”

There’s so many at fault here and so many that could end up in a lot of trouble for not following the rules. Everyone in town knows the rules are absolute, even with the situations having some minuscule gray areas.

Though difficult, her dark gaze met his piercing blue straight on. It took all her will not to shudder from the eye contact. “If I may be bold enough to ask for your opinion, Your Eminence, how would you proceed with this situation?”

…

Silence swells while she speaks and he listens. It’s electrified, filled with his presence even though he remains stock still in his chair, behind the desk. He doesn’t enjoy conversation, but he appreciates a logical approach to all things and sees the worth of her thought process. She considers all angles; in return, he rethinks his judgement, too. 

“My rules are very clear. The consequence of breaking them is equally obvious.”

He doesn’t need to say it: there will be blood, there will be death. He has no mercy and no patience for disobedience. Disobedience means disrespect; disrespect means anarchy; anarchy would be the city’s downfall if it had the chance to spread. 

Her eyes meet his. Ice blue and as deep as the ages, it is like he could rip into her soul if he chose to stare just a little deeper. She is bold, he notes. 

“Many are at fault, therefore many must pay. However, I have laid trust into my Chateau Guards and it is their duty to ensure my directions are followed. Equally, it is their duty to inform me if they are unable to do this.” 

They’ll be lucky if they only lose their jobs. 

[bloodymistress]

Kisa knows that she has a privilege very few others have, to have a cordial audience and conversation with the socially elusive King Crow. Granted, they were far from friends and he’s one of the very few people she makes sure to hold her tongue around, but the fact that he does take her input into consideration on occasion is a good privilege.

Yes, his rules are clear and he enforces them with very little to no leniency. If punishments are to become brutal as a result, then that’s how he keeps the residents in line. “Of course. Whatever is necessary should be done to keep the city in order.” There’s already enough chaotic moments as it is with demon attacks and other things from the outside, the last thing they need is disorder in their system. Such disorder is a clear sign of disrespect to the Dominion and those that bring disrespect are swiftly made an example out of.

Holding his gaze was... difficult, but she remained firm. She almost wondered if those piercing eyes could read her mind. Maybe even see her soul. She means no disrespect, fearlessly holding his gaze, but she felt it would be more disrespectful to avoid eye contact while speaking to him.

There’s no mistaking the underlying threat to his words, even when they aren’t directed at her. The Chateau Guards will definitely be disciplined for their actions. Or, in this case, their inaction on the matter of roaming prisoners.

With that settled, she only briefly lets out a soft breath. “Is there anything you need of me, my King? If not, I’ll ask permission to be excused. I don’t want to take up much more of your time than I already have and I appreciate you hearing out my concerns.” She knows he’s far from social and wouldn’t want to test his patience by dragging this conversation out longer than necessary.

[hotshotxtheus]

bloodymistress​:

Kisa: Yeah, you are great to play with

Kisa: And I respect you too. As much as a Chthonic can respect a person, at least

Kisa: lol fine 😜

Kisa: Maybe a bit of both? Up to you

Theus: Being a chthonic can alter part of your personality… not change it fully. Do you see me going around helping everyone? Nope! XD Theus: I want both. You cannot just half spoil me. I’m 100000% high maintenance.

[bloodymistress]

Kisa: I know, I’ve been remarkably more selfish since becoming one 🤦🏻‍♀️

Kisa: You drive a hard bargain but I can agree to that. But I’m not putting in all the spoiling. I expect you to really put that pretty boy mouth of yours to good use 😜

[ofhcnscl-deactivated20230318]

bloodymistress​: Kisa & Hansol

“Believe it or not, I find very few people in my league.” Maybe that’s her own touch of narcissism talking, but in her eyes, it may as well be true. Very few people keep up with her or are willing to try. Even less people she sees as her equal.

“Very lovely to meet you, Hansol. I’m Kisa Hawthorne. Many escorts call me Mistress, or something akin to that.” She says while looking him over. By smell alone, she’s almost certain he’s a werewolf. One of her favorite species to play with. If things go right, maybe she’ll whisk him away. “While your neglectful Client is fooling around, why don’t you keep me company for this evening? I might even give you a tip.”

…

It didn’t escape his notice, the way she appraised him with those dark eyes. It was something he actively sought no matter where he went or who he was with. As an escort part of his job was always being ready to advertise. In another life he could have been in marketing.

“Oh I believe it. You don’t strike me as someone easily taken in, Mistress.” The title was spoken casually but with a hint of flirtation meant to entice. A little speaking habit he’d picked up long ago. It was already clear what the dynamic here was if his bracelet wasn’t enough of a give away already. He glanced back to his current client with a forlorn little sigh. “He’s already wasted enough of my time I suppose.” He was technically under contract but he could also terminate that contract if he really wanted to. And right now this seemed like a far better deal so why not? He turned back to her dropping his supposed disappointment in favor of one of careful curiosity. “I think my schedule just opened up. I hope my company is worth that tip.”

[bloodymistress]

Kisa always loved the pretty pets and never showed any shame in checking them out. They were around for her to admire and use, after all. And this one clearly didn’t mind the treatment.

“Well, how about you, Pet? How easily are you taken in?” She asked in a bit more of a suggestive tone. He was clearly an escort and very comfortable with his profession. And judging by his lightly flirty tone, he’s interested in her as well. Just like how she’s interested in him. She even felt smugly victorious when he decided to accept the loss of his original Client and stay by her side for the evening. “I’m sure you’ll be worth your price, Pet. But since I’m done playing and you don’t seem like the gambling type, why don’t we make this evening more interesting for the both of us and go somewhere else, hmm? The night is young, after all.”

[bloodymistress]

O : ODE. does your muse have a way with words?

“I really do, from what I’m told. I, admittedly, don’t always have the best tact, but I’m well versed in getting what I want out of people with just the right dosage of flattery.”

[bloodymistress]

Raunchfest meme #1 & #3

#1 Where on their body is your muse most sensitive?

“This is kind of an open secret, but my lower stomach area is very sensitive, along with my lower back. You should take notes of that. ;)”

#3 Does your muse like to top? Why.

“I like to be on top because I’m in the most control. Besides, I can see my Pets’ faces better from that position. And they tend to have some delicious expressions.”