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Nixie Vann | 19 | Willing slave used to be a wanderer

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“Let me draw you,” Nixie chirped from where she was seated on her bed, legs criss crossed. She hadn’t even looked up at who she was talking to, but hell, she’d be okay with anyone. The Isle was full of beautiful people and she’d have fun drawing any of them. After she finished the final touch on a fish she was sketching, her head snapped up and she grinned over at the person she had initially spoke to. “With a face like that, how can I resist?”

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Top three kinks with a woman? With a man?

Fucking? I don’t really have any specific kinks with those genders. Just my usual. As long as I get spanked, I don’t care who does it.

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Have you ever had a Dom?

A few, not many lasted long. Only one lasted a really long time.

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What's the sexiest thing about you? What's the sexiest thing you look for in others?

Eeeeverything. 

I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’m hot as hell. If we’re talking sexy, I’d say my ass and my hair. The hair makes it really easy for people to grab on when we’re going hard. Ass does too, actually. If we’re going with beautiful which I think goes hand in hand with sex, because like, when someone’s beautiful you want to fuck them, I’d say my smile. 

Final answer, though, everything. I’m gorgeous.

Other people, I don’t know. Everyone is beautiful, there’s something about each person that makes them totally bangable.

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What is the best stuff? Butt stuff? Boob stuff?

All stuff! My tits are tiny, so not a lot you can do with them, honestly. Nipple clamps, though.

But anything can feel good when you’re doing it right!

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List three talents and three things you want to improve on, personally.

I’m awesome at dancing, drawing and sex (duh).

I think I could be better at dancing, though. Like, an official ballerina. I stole some ballet flats once, but I couldn’t go on my tippy tip toes on them. How do they do that? Other than that I’m pretty much fucking amazing. I don’t think I need to improve on much. Except being sneakier so I don’t get in trouble as much.

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The Girl In The Book (2015)

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Claire kept her hands pressed into Nixie even as the smaller woman leaned back into them. Someone eager for her love and attention would bode well as long as they knew it could be unceremoniously ripped away in a fleeting moment. The author was emotional to say the least, her feelings often left the woman herself with whiplash.

“You just like…cherry..” Claire repeated the words slowly to the slave. While the content wasn’t seductive her tone and forward nature contributed to the atmosphere quite heavily. “My mistake,” the older blonde added somewhat sardonically.

The sway of Nixie’s hips and her light touch had Claire leaning in all the same. Their hipbones pressed together through the author’s slacks and her partner’s shorts. She still didn’t know her name, and for this Mistress it only added to her interest in the cell bound sweetheart. “You’ve been here a while then..” she answered to the clever and cute reply, inferring such things from the seemingly practiced retort.

“I do. But something tells me you’ll like my favorite games. I’ll make you a star.” The last word had a certain flare to it, and yet Clarissa’s voice stayed hushed.

She was on her way out when the admittance hit her ear. Should I? — Well, yes. She should. Of course she should. And if she didn’t she should have lied. The taller blonde stopped and turned. She took a step forward and it caused Nixie following after her to practically crash into her front. Hands met slight shoulder. A dramatically annoyed sigh left her mouth. Blue eyes rolled and lips pursed — nothing like the cute way Nixie’s had earlier. “I don’t see why you wouldn’t…” she breathed in true arrogance. The seduction was over and replaced by its less friendly cousin, exasperation.

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“I don’t need to have been here awhile,” Nixie said with a slight shrug. “I just know people.” Knowing what people wanted was a valuable resource for Nixie, when she was running around the streets of America. She had her freedom, but that meant she was lacking in many other things. If she knew what other people wanted, they could give her what she wanted. On the Isle, it was the same except even more simplistic. Everyone wanted sex and Nixie knew how to work with that.

Bouncing on her feet, Nixie flashed a grin up at the Mistress, shaking in the woman’s arms. “I want to play games!” That only gave her incentive her to walk quicker, but the Mistress stopped in front of her and Nixie full on ran into the woman’s chest, hands going up to brace herself with the Mistress’ arms.

It seemed the Mistress’ delight in Nixie was gone, instead there was frustration and exasperation etched on her face. Obviously this was someone who very much valued her fame. Nixie smiled, hand coming to cup her elbow. “Then why don’t we get introduced further?” A playful smile made it’s way onto Nixie’s face. She didn’t want to go back in the cell, not with the wet heat between her legs and now with the temptation of this woman in front of her.

Although, now Nixie was genuinely curious. Who was this woman? An actress? Royalty? Some big shot CEO? Nixie never payed too much attention to the news, but she loved her movies. “Tell me who you are?” she ventured, batting her eyelashes up at the woman.

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Nixie’s bubbly confidence didn’t put Viktoria off. Often slaves tried too hard or were too clingy or annoying. She could be intimidating and usually this was a way to compensate for their fear. But with Nixie there was no sense of hesitance or underlying nerves — and this Mistress was particularly perceptive. It was refreshing, even if not her usual type.

Miss V sat poised. She watched Nixie add in her own flourish the command. Her face was neutral, only the edges of her red lips slightly upturned. So little so it was near undetectable.

“Well, Nicola,” she replied. “I would like to see you on your knees. Do you know the proper kneeling posture?”

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Nixie’s stomach sank when she heard that name, one that she hadn’t heard since she was thirteen. It was on the official documents of the Isle, sure, but she specifically told everyone in charge that Nicola was not her name. Not anymore, legal documents be damned. Nixie’s eyes darkened and she crossed her arms over her chest, backing away slightly, subconsciously from Miss V. 

“Where did you hear that?” she asked coldly, a glare marring her normally pretty face. Mistress or no, Nixie was angry and she was never one to let her emotions bubble underneath the surface. “That’s not my name,” she snapped.

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Heyyyy so I haven’t been on Nixie in ages but here I am!!! I was basically stuck in a shitty job that was sucking my soul lol and I quit and should be out within a few weeks depending. 

But I’m back now and I switched Nixie’s fc to Elle Fanning (who was her original fc) and I’m going to try and do some small stuff to get back into it

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i’m nannying right now, but I’m going to be on for replies later tonight! 

I still have:

Haley

Avy

Ava

Ella

Claire

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Since his arrival on the isle, Desi couldn’t honestly pinpoint one moment where he truly enjoyed himself. The pressure was off since he felt this secret island was secure enough to hide him away, and still he couldn’t find anything here to hold his interest. “Pity,” he voiced out loud on his own accord. “There’s so much … promise in the air.” Perhaps he just wasn’t looking hard enough, of perhaps he simply needed to treat himself to the more discretionary services of the estate. 

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“If there’s so much promise,” NIxie imitated his voice, “Why is it a pity?” Nixie was speaking from her cell, sketching a mermaid on one of the pages of her journal. She hadn’t met the man’s eyeline yet, still focused on the mermaid’s hair. Once she finished up, she dropped her pencil and flashed a wide grin at the Master. “Are you bored or something?” As someone who often suffered from frequent boredom, Nixie knew how terrible it could be, but really. As a Master, he had the entire Isle layed out in front of him.

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Diem glanced at the guard with a curt nod, silently thanking him for having brought the slave to her office unharmed. She’d made her point of view quite clear when it came to harming the slaves, thus making her someone that was normally hard to get along. “Please, sit down.” She told the girl gently, coaxing her towards the nearest chair. 

The brunette turned once the other was seated and ventured over to her stack of files to find the right one. She’d seen the file moments ago while attempting to memorize them all. “Ah, yes. Nixie, correct? I was reading your file a little while ago.” Her eyes scanned the paper before setting it down on the desk. “Where on your back?” She asked as she slowly moved towards the other in hopes that she’d gain the approval needed to check out the possible injury. If anything, she wanted to ensure it wasn’t a wound that was infected.

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Nixie stuck her bottom lip out in a pout, padding over to the chair and took a seat, watching the nurse carefully and refusing to take her eyes off of the woman. It was as if she did, then the nurse would pull out a scalpel and stab her in the neck. 

She shifted to the edge of the chair, but only slightly, still staring at the nurse as she set a hand on her tail bone, where the muscle or the bones or whatever had been hurting. It was the day after a rigorous session with one of her regular Mistresses that it had started hurting and the woman insisted on her going to the nurse, despite Nixie’s arguments. “Can’t I just go back to my cell?” Nixie asked, clearly upset about being in the office and almost petulant in her words. “I’m fine. It’ll feel better tomorrow, I’m sure.” She’d been through worse anyways.