[are you ready to begin your training?]

my name is denna. but you may call me mistress. [indie rp of the mord'sith denna from the legend of the seeker/sword of truth series] [images not mine unless stated otherwise. all are copyright to the original owner/creator.] tracking: mistressxdenna

[frommemetoyou]

SEND MY MUSE A "☼" & I'LL GENERATE A NUMBER TO SEE HOW THEY REACT (NSFW VERSION)

… to yours grinding up against my muse

… to yours moaning my muse’s name

… to yours stripping off

… to yours sexting my muse

… to yours giving my muse a strip tease

… to yours giving my muse a lap dance

… to yours being drenched whilst wearing white

… to yours leaping into my muse’s arms

… to yours confessing a fetish

… to yours pinning my muse against a wall

… to yours trying to turn my muse on

… to yours successfully turning my muse on

… to yours turning my muse off

… to yours tying up my muse

… to yours spanking my muse

… to yours having some “private time” and mine accidentally walking in

… to yours having a “friend” over and mine accidentally interrupting

… to yours flashing my muse

… to yours having a wet dream and calling my muse’s name during it

… to yours bending over seductively to pick something up for my muse

… to yours leaving hickeys on my muse’s neck

… to yours trying to play footsie with mine during a meeting

… to yours trying to go down on mine, under the table, during dinner

[immundabelua-deactivated2014102]

      ➳ With his glass in his hand he decided to wander          around, letting his eyes feast on everything that          was going on. Every now and then his free hand          trailed along skin but always in an innocent touch,          never suggestive or in any way that would really          have been inappropriate. He enjoyed himself amidst          all these pleasure seekers and they knew it. There          was barely anyone who ignored him, either attracted          to his not unhandsome face or the strong scent that          went out from him. It was like honey, attractive and          sweet and suggesting a promise. Suddenly he bumped          into someone, a lady in red leather, a face like she was          about to stab someone with the heel of her shoe.          Thankfully he hadn’t spilled his wine on her. "Oh, my          apologies! I am so very clumsy. Are you alright?”

[mistressxdenna]

She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes at the other for just a moment before allowing her lips to melt into a small, charming smile.  "Quite alright.  You seem to be in quite the rush though..." She took just a moment to look him over, taking in everything about him, his features, his posture, his scent, even his drink.  She had learned to tell a lot about a person by these things, they were usually a very reliable indicator of whether or not a client would be able to...withstand her company.  She held her smirk as she sized him up.  So far, he seemed as though he would be strong enough.  "I don't believe I've had the pleasure of seeing you here before."

[mistressxdenna]

I'M HERE I SWEAR

[dinendir]

Denna & Dínendir

[mistressxdenna]

  Her hand moved to the Agiel for just a moment, but she dropped back to her side when she saw that he realized he disobeyed.  A small smirk of satisfaction crossed her lips.  “If you behave, and become a good pet, then you’ll find that you no longer receive any form of torture.  Just do as your told and you’ll find you can actually be quite happy at my side.”  She crossed her arms as she watched him, already somewhat satisfied with his progress.  He would be easy to train.

[dinendir]

Little, barely at all, had he eaten before scrambling up on his feet, his body still shivering. At this point, driven by despair, he would do anything to prevent the Agiel. “I-I am at your service… my mistress. I have learnt my responsibilities. There is no need for torture, I promise.”

[mistressxdenna]

"Hmmm...are you really?  I'm not so sure... you're not broken.  But... I'll be nice, this time.  I'll give you...a bit of leeway.  Perhaps you're telling the truth, and you really are committed.  We shall see."  She kept her Agiel sheathed and smirked.  "I have no use for you yet.  You may rest.  If you prove your word true, you shall be moved to a more comfortable cell."

[dinendir]

I understand some of you may roll their eyes due to the fact I have only 100 followers. Yet, so many wonderfull people have I met here eversince I created my first rp blog.  Do not be offended if I don’t include you in this list. It is mostly due to the fact I have forgotten or never had a chance to rp with you. Now, here are my bbies: 

a-dwarf-a-witch-and-an-angel alowlysilvanelf amarielofmirkwood aneleth captainofthewoodlandguard crownedwiththorns easternwindrises elizabethanwarrior faithfuljewel father-of-durin goldengreenleaf gythien i-am-hiremwen iamnoqueen iaraneltaureo lirielbluestar lordoferynlasgalen

maethormaidenofmirkwood maidenofnanelmoth mangaka-soldier manliestelf mirkwoodrealmarcher mirkwoodscaptain mistressxdenna narwafinda noelfofimportance odulen-an-di-meriad regnumverus tacitusalae taurielelfofmirkwood taurielthearcher thekingofthewood thelastconfessorkahlanamnell theyoungdarkness thranduilxrp

[dangfury]

[mistressxdenna]

AGRON: Remove fucking hand!

[dinendir]

✿ [Your mistress commands it]

1. Aggressive kiss

The training sessions had numbed his will but the agony was still present. He trembled under her sight and his primary motive was now only to survive. Joy has been extinguished from his eyes and each word he uttered was filled with dread. And now, he stood before her again, his legs turning weak from the fear of what he has done.It was never his intent to disobey her. He fought and struggled to prove himself as a slave who no longer needs to be punished. And now, it had failed. Despair filled him, putting out his rationality and he thought of any way in which he could please her and make her forget about the misdeed. "My mistress. P-perhaps I can compensate for my act of disrespect?" It was a thing he’d never do but there seemed to be no other way. From what he had experienced, she had a lewd side of her nature and perhaps it was her weak spot. Not giving her time to reply, he cupped her face and pressed his lips against hers roughly, barely enjoying the gesture at all. He pulled himself closer, allowing his tongue to take a part in. Either death or mercy would be bestown upon him. And both seemed far too surreal.

[mistressxdenna]

She was about to punish him, yes.  But his actions caught her off guard.  She held her ground has he kissed her, but it was actually enjoyable.  She'd never had a slave that had done that before.  Most of them had been far too well trained for such things.  But this one, he still had a sense of independence, and somehow, Denna didn't wish to quell that.

She pushed back after just a moment, not wanting him to think he gained too much of the upper hand.  She tightly gripped the back of his neck and pulled him close for just a moment. 

"You have earned forgiveness.  This time.  See to it that it doesn't happen again."

[fyeahkahlanamnell]

[immundabelua-deactivated2014102]

      ➳ With the invitation in hand, Konstantin nodded at the doormen,          flashing the card so they would let him pass. His suit was neat,          custom made for him and his tie dark red on a white shirt. He          looked like a businessman, descending the stairs towards the          pounding music, passing a few couples entangled in each other.          All the way down he pushed the bead curtain aside to step into          this underworld, a club fully dedicated to the arts of BDSM, with          cagedancers, private rooms as well as public displays of pets,          slaves, submissives, whatever you wanted to call them. Konstantin’s          heaven. With a broad smile he greeted some people he knew, men          in various, extraordinary outfits or also lean suits and a few women,          bodies beautiful in dresses, latex or a combination of the two. At the          bar he ordered a red wine, eyes scanning around for new faces, new          victims for his poison.

[mistressxdenna]

There were few better at plying their trade than her.  If she had a last name, it had been lost to the ages.  From the time she was young she was trained equally in the arts of pain and pleasure.  She found herself quite at home here, though she was known for being one of the more...intense companions,not for the weak or inexperienced.  Denna believed that one could not have pleasure without pain, and vice versa.  The two always went hand in hand.  Dressed in a short, burgundy leather dress, matching knee-high wedged boots, and enough leather 'armor' to protect her from a barrage of arrows, she strode through the crowd, a small smirk on her face, looking for her next victim.  Most of them did make it out alive.

[fyeahkahlanamnell]

[mortiferumgratia]

for everything a reason {denna and cara}-

My house is haunted by rotten desire and on my skin left the scent of indignation

█ ❖—; Watching the other Mord’Sith with something close to irritation blossoming on her features, Cara exhaled slowly, sharply through her nose before dropping the pile of woof that had been in her arms upon the ground with a loud -{ B A N G }-, drawing the attention of the others in the camp. But Cara didn’t care; having Denna here put her on edge, made her slightly uneasy, not that she was ever going to admit that to anybody. But the feeling was still there, lingering in the back of her mind. She didn’t trust Denna, at all. It didn’t matter to her that Richard thought it was a good idea to let her tag along— daggers were sent in the womans direction until night began to fall. Sleep with one eye open, Denna. Least you not wake up in the morning. It took her only minutes to decide that she was going to make sure she wasn’t the one to end up with a knife in the back— silent footsteps carried her to where Denna rested, as alert as the other. Cara knew she had two choices here; one, go big or go home in attacking Denna. Or the other option, which wouldn’t see her outed from the group, simply make it clear to the woman, using words, that if anything happened to Richard, or even Kahlan and Zed, then there was no question that the other blonde would find herself missing some limbs. Important ones. Going to her knees before the Mord’Sith, Cara wasted no time in wrapping a hand around her neck, wrenching her closer. Silence fell, Cara felt no need to say anything yet, but she was sure her actions spoke volumes for her. But the time passed, and eventually Cara got up in Dennas face, voice a low hiss.                                  ”I don’t know what you think you’re going to gain from acting as                           though Richards well-being is your priority,                                                     but if I catch so much as a whiff that you plan on                                       betraying him, I will e n d you.                                                                 Are we understood?” Hand falling from Dennas neck, Cara rocked back onto her heels, letting what she had said sink in before standing up, looking down at the other Mord’Sith with annoyance writ upon sharp features.                                                    -{ I want you gone.}- The words went without needing to be said, coming across easily on Caras face as she continued to watch the other woman, waiting for her reaction to what had just transpired.

[mistressxdenna]

Without giving her much of a warning, Denna sat up and grabbed Cara's wrist, yanking her down hard enough to grab her hair and hold it tightly. She didn't enjoy being treated as such by the other Mord'Sith, especially as Cara had proven herself just as unworthy and unreliable in the eyes of Rahl.

"I do not appreciate being treated as such. My intentions are my own, but I do not plan on betraying Richard. It wouldn't be adventagious to me. You will do well to find yourself at a distance from me, and I you."

She released the other woman from her grasp and laid back down. It would do neither of them any good to fight. It wasn't as though Denna had wanted to join their little band of outcasts. She simply felt that at the current time, she would be safer within their group. If she could gain even a bit of Richard's trust, she knew he would help protect her, which was what she needed right now. Like Cara, she had been cast from Rahl's good graces with her unfortunate repeated failures, and she didn't relish the idea of once again hanging from Rahl's ceiling, begging for his mercy.

[mistressxdenna]

A gloved hand moved to the hilt of her Agiel, but it was left sheathed for the moment. A small smirk crossed the blonde’s face. It amused her that she was recognized, at least by what she was, if not by name.

"I see you are versed in my kind. If I had but more time, I would give you another taste, but I am in a hurry, and simply cannot afford it. Move aside."

[ofwolvesandkings]

                                     ”Aye, more than you know.”

Eyes remained firmly on the hand that went to her weapon. Cara had told him of their effects; the excruciating agony they injected upon their victims. The King in the North had no intention of falling prey to it.

                                     ”—I’ve already met one of your kind; her name is Cara.”

[mistressxdenna]

She raised an eyebrow. "You know Cara, do you? Do you know that she's a traitorous bitch and should be killed?" She spoke those words, but knew deep down that she had no right. She was just as bad, going against the wishes of their lord, disobeying and failing him. Otherwise she wouldn't have been on the run herself.

[dinendir]

Denna & Dínendir

[mistressxdenna]

  This had always been one of her favorite things, breaking in a new pet.  There were few things more satisfying than watching the light leave their eyes forever.  And on thay day, when his training was complete, she would celebrate by wearing white and showing off her new toy.  She had only been gone a few hours before returning, pushing a small cup of water and a small bit of bread into the cell.  “Eat.”

[dinendir]

He lingered there, agony lasting as long as the pain had trobbed through his body. Once it had subsided, he could muster up enough energy to shake his head on the scarce meal she had brought to him. “N-no… I cannot, my mistress.” Then the reminder of never contradicting her words hit him. With a trembling hand, he reached out for the bit of bread, yet he could barely taste it.

[mistressxdenna]

Her hand moved to the Agiel for just a moment, but she dropped back to her side when she saw that he realized he disobeyed.  A small smirk of satisfaction crossed her lips.  "If you behave, and become a good pet, then you'll find that you no longer receive any form of torture.  Just do as your told and you'll find you can actually be quite happy at my side."  She crossed her arms as she watched him, already somewhat satisfied with his progress.  He would be easy to train.

[mistressxdenna]

cara pls

robb pls

[sodonewithdwarves]

"I want to reply but I just don’t think I have the mental fortitude right now for long paras, so I’ll sit here and stare at my drafts and cry." -a novella by me

[fyeahkahlanamnell]

[fyeahkahlanamnell]