Isabel Evans

[dommeisabelevans]

"You've been crying, haven't you?" -Atem

"So what if I have? Would it matter?"

@akingormore

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nakiaatluxe​:

I don’t know who is behind all this shit, but I’m just about over it. Since someone clearly thinks they’re going to be able to embarrass me or drive me out because of my past, I’ll be the first to go ahead and let them know they’re dead wrong. I’ll get in front of this, and say yeah, me and my siblings were taken from my mother because she wasn’t fit to raise us. She was a wonderful woman who was very very sick, and at the time she couldn’t pull herself out of that place. I’m not ashamed or embarrassed, and I will never allow anyone to even try and use my past and my life against me. Go fuck yourselves. 

@luxeacademystarters​

I’d love nothing more than to have a witty, bitchy comment to make but...Even I have to say, good for you on this one. You’re taking this better than the rest of us, that much is obvious.

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akingormore​:

Atem was lucky that he was able to get to the door as quickly as he was, giving a gentle tap and waiting for the Domme to open before offering her a small, bracelet sized box

“I apologize for keeping you waiting Mistress, I had hoped to wait until I could gift wrap it properly but, alas,” he shrugged, waiting for Isabelle to open it

Inside the box was a hand-carved, hand-painted, clay figurine in Isabelle’s likeness, dressed in a classy leather outfit with a tiny crown on her head

“I modeled it after the queen peices in one of my chess sets, I’m sorry it took so long, the paint takes quite a bit of time to dry and then it’s been rainy so I couldn’t seal it as quickly as I’d have liked but… I just thought you might like it,”

Pausing, he leaned against the doorway, tugging the zipper on his full-length leather coat down and casually placing a hand on his hip to reveal the lingerie he had on underneath- a corset and panties with little decorative cuffs on his wrists and neck, all made of lace, with sheer black stockings and high heels to complete the outfit

“Ofcourse that isn’t the only gift I brought you, Mistress,”

@dommeisabelevans​

The back-and-forth flrtation between Atem and herself had kept Isabel on her toes much more than she’d originally anticipated. Both as a person and a Domme, she’d long ago figured out that she required constant stimulation, constant interaction, a consistent banter to keep her interest piqued and her mind occupied. She needed someone who could handle her, who was able to cut through every single layer of bullshit shit tossed up, determined to break through and learn her at her core. 

She’d had that, once upon a time, in a submissive who had proven to her time and time again both his loyalty and love. Though, she had been too young then. Too silly and self-obsessed and preoccupied to give the relationship what it had deserved. By the time she had...It was too late. The guilt haunted her every day. The overwhelming feeling of how different things might have been, how different she might have been, plagued her constantly. It was a state she’d never admit to anyone else. Something she rarely talked about and never allowed others to see. Not truly. Though perhaps the situation would have served to soften others, to teach a lesson previously thought unteachable, it had only caused Isabel to retract further into herself. To put up additional wall after additional wall, making herself a virtually impenetrable fortress, one that any interested party would likely become to weary and exhausted to fully overcome. 

Atem, however...Something about the Switch had struck her as different from the first time they’d spoken. By no means did she consider herself to be falling for the man. She didn’t find herself considering or dreaming of a claim, something that at this point she felt to be utterly unobtainable for herself, with no matter of who the submissive half of the relationship might be. That was to say, it wasn’t him, it was her. Her insecurities. Her attitude. Her unshakable walls that to date, she hadn’t felt the other serious enough to even begin to break through. Even with that, though, the other was kind. He was intriguing. And goddamn, he was hot, a fact even Isabel Evans couldn’t simply overlook. 

She answered the knock with a look of displeasure, intending to show Atem just how unimpressed she was at having had to be the first to initiate any real intimacy between them. Before she could allow even one word to cross her lips, however, he was offering her a small box- the gift she’d been promised. Reaching forward, Isabel took it from his hands, eyebrows furrowing as a look of curiosity formed on her features. “What’s this?” She asked, even as she moved to unwrap it. 

Isabel listened as Atem spoke, though when she’d fully unwrapped the gift and pulled the figurine from its place, her jaw fell open slightly as a gasp escaped her lips. “Atem...” She began, her guard clearly lowered a bit by the thoughtfulness of the gift. “It’s....You made this?” She asked, eyes bouncing to meet his before returning to further examine the figure. Isabel removed it gingerly, careful not to break or damage it in any way, as she brought it closer to examine the craftsmanship. “This is lovely, Atem.” She said after a moment, a ghost of a smile forming at the corners of her lips. “Thank you. I will be sure to keep this safe.” Unlike their past encounters, the edge had been dropped from her voice just slightly, enough to ensure he was aware how grateful she was for the gift, and how much she truly liked it. No one had given her anything like that before, ever, though she certainly couldn’t even begin to recall the last time she’d been given a handcrafted gift. 

Before she could say more, Atem had unzipped his coat, revealing the outfit he’d chosen for the evening underneath. Isabel’s eyebrows raised, her head cocking as she took all of him in, eyes admittedly lingering on one area, one spot, in particular. “My, my, aren’t you gorgeous?” She asked, tongue darting from between her teeth to wet her lips before her bottom one was pulled between her teeth. “I can’t say it’s not a first, having someone show up on my doorstep in that particular getup. But...I can say I’m becoming rather fond of it, even after just one encounter. Alright, I’ll give you that much. You may enter. First, however, you will rid yourself of your coat, and you will crawl into my suite. On your hands and knees, Pet. Now.” She said, voice sharpening with a snap of her fingers. 

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subnicolekim​:

Nicole frowned a but when she heard the woman sigh, she almost rolled her eyes, because she knew what the girl was probably thinking, that she was paired with her so of course she was nervous, the thing was, she wasn’t usually nervous and maybe who she was with added to it, but she wasn’t really used to one to one things like this. “Well, I’m a biology major,” she said, “and my mother owned Kim Dynamics, it’s a big tech firm… I also happen to have a big social media following, some call me an influencer but I hate that word,” she admitted.

Since childhood, Isabel had possessed the keen ability to read others quite well. Even the things people tended to attempt to hide, she found herself picking up on, and feeling the weight of as though the emotions had been hers all along. It was a state she’d gotten used to over the years, and in fact hardly paid attention to these days unless she intended to use those perceived feelings to her advantage. Giving Nicole another once-over, she began to walk, wagging a finger at the other to follow as she listened to the statements she began to rattle off. “Biology?” She asked, eyebrows raising. “And what is it you intend to do with that?” Of course Isabel was more than aware of the existence of the Kim business, her status as an elite had afforded her time in a variety of social circles with one common and consistent thread- gossip. She’d heard whispers of the startup, though hadn’t deigned to pay too much attention to the venture beyond that. “An influencer, huh?” She parroted, feigning shock and admiration. “Oh my gosh, so, like, you get paid for doing pretty much nothing? How impressive.” The disdain in her voice was evident, and she rolled her eyes once more. “If I’m not mistaken, my directive was to tell me something interesting about yourself. Not something I can open one app and determine in ten seconds on my own.”

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photodelrioluxe​:

I never thought I’d get a scholarship to this place but hot damn, it’s glorious here. Trying to find my way around is hard but I will get there unless someone wants to be a dear and help me? Oh, I’m Franco Del Rio, by the way.

Oh, how lovely. Yet another addition to an already out-of-control campus. Such a bright idea on the part of the administration. At any rate, since you felt it pertinent to introduce yourself, I suppose I will do the same. At least in that regard, you’ll know who you’re talking to. My name is Isabel Evans, Domme and Events Coordinator for the Student Government here on campus. Should you be interested in making yourself useful at any point in the future, do let me know. 

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subnicolekim​:

Nicole looked around for awhile before she found the blonde. She sighed as she slowly walked towards her, chewing her lip. She was nervous, of course she was, even as she saw the noncommital wave she only smiled and waved back, though it seemed more nervous, than her usual, over excited, happy waves she tended to do when seeing people. “Hi, yeah I guess we should, I’m Nicole Kim, it’s nice to meet you,” she gave a small smile at the other woman as she spoke.

One look at the other told Isabel that the girl ws nervous. Of course she is, she thought to herself. Look at who she’s paired with. She didn’t smile, she only sighed again as she waited for the other to close the remainder of the distance between them. “Nicole Kim. Maybe I’ll remember that, but don’t count on it. We might as well make use of the time we have. Tell me something interesting about yourself, I suppose.”

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itspatrickcommerford​:

The one first world amenity that I could never live without– though let’s be real, there are a lot of them that I couldn’t live without– definitely has to be heated pools. You just can’t beat being able to get in a pool without freezing your limbs off in the middle of October.

I don’t agree with much, but even I have to second that. And, I’ll throw in a ‘you’ve got great taste’ for good measure. I don’t believe we’ve had the pleasure of meeting. I’m Isabel Evans. And you are?

[dommeisabelevans]

Isabel rolled her eyes, sighing as she tapped her foot impatiently. Glancing towards the clock on the wall, she shook her head impatiently, eyes turning towards the crowd of people dancing and having fun while she waited on her conversational partner. In the moment, she cursed herself for being so involved. Seeing the woman approach, she offered a small and noncommital wave. “Hey. Let’s do this, I guess. I’m Isabel Evans, and you are?”

@subnicolekim​

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subnicolekim​:

dommeisabelevans​:

OFFICIALISABELEVANS POSTED: Surprisingly, this year’s mask did not disappoint. I suppose this is the part where I ask the age-old question. Who has my mate?

Looks like we have the same mask, guess we’re mask mates?

I suppose so. Alright, let’s get this over with. Where do you want to meet?

[dommeisabelevans]

OFFICIALISABELEVANS POSTED: Surprisingly, this year's mask did not disappoint. I suppose this is the part where I ask the age-old question. Who has my mate?

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ISABEL ✉️ ATEM

Atem: I'm a man of honor, M'Lady, I'd never forgive myself if I lost to a machine

Atem: With all due respect, it's better if I show you in person, may I come over?

Isabel: Is that so? I'd suggest putting a rush on things, then. Five more minutes, and I'm starting with or without you.

Isabel: You may. Quickly.

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ISABEL ✉️ ATEM

Atem: I... don't take viagra Ma'am... and I think my vision is alright

Atem: I apologize Mistress, I was unaware that you were so interested in me, but I assure you I'm *very* interested in you, might I make it up to you? I have a little gift in mind that may prove my regret

Isabel: Really? You could've fooled me.

Isabel: Hm. I suppose, if you're being legitimate. Otherwise, I have a date with my vibrator I refuse to miss. You've piqued my interest. I'll allow it.

Isabel: What's the gift?

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ISABEL ✉️ ATEM

Atem: Yes Ma'am?

Isabel: Are you blind, or just out of viagra?

Isabel: Those are clearly the only two viable reasons for the fact that you haven't fucked me. Disappointing, I had such high hopes. My mistake, clearly.

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ISABEL ✉️ ATEM

Isabel: I have a question.

[dommeisabelevans]

"Are you awake or asleep?"

"I'm obviously awake, my eyes are open, aren't they? What can I help you with? I didn't think we were meeting until practice tomorrow."

[dommeisabelevans]

"This is a stupid excuse." (From Kate)

"Funny, I don't recall asking your opinion. Who are you again?"

[dommeisabelevans]

"Why are you wearing my skirt?" (from Atem, know that it's said very respectfully xD)

"Your skirt? I'd wondered where this came from, but I wouldn't have guessed you'd have snuck into my closet and planted something, specifically hoping that I'd wear it someday, just so that you'd have the opportunity to say that. You're ridiculous, and infuriating. Tell me I look good in it."