About
Warning: You will become so obssesed with me that I will fill every waking thought you have...
Rayne
Age:16
Gender: female
Orientation:Bisexual
Date of Birth: January 5
Height: 5'7
Weight: 115lbs
Eye color: brown/pale yellow
Hair color: Reddish Brown
*Nicknames*
Roxy
Countess
Mistress 5
Temptress
Burning Sensation
Vicci
Nudicy
Likes
Markers
sketchpad(with a passion)
Baggy Jeans
Tight Shirts
Boots
Whips/Chains/Handcuffs
Sleeping Naked
Nudeness(.)
Teasing
Anime/Drawing/Writing
Body Glitter
Never be attached to a lover: When you are Jasmene's favorite toy it is paradise, but when she moves on to another the lonliness can be chrushing.
Main function: Appeasing my master or mistress is my main priority.
Favorite color:The color of first drawn blood from soft skin and the lush green shade of the forest. Sweet smelling, and sensational.
Pets:Besides men? Why my lord Wolf of course. And I cant forget my lovely Cobra friend, now can I?
Hobbies:Singing. With my voice, I've drawn many men to me.
Pastime:Manipulating the minds of these ill educated creatures called humans.
Favorite place to relax:In the hotsprings and the bed chambers of my master or mistress.
Bedtime:Early Dawn
Where I might sleep:I enjoy sleeping in a plush of velvet cushions on the florr. But when my friends come over, I have a bed(big enough for the five of us) with feather filled satin pillows and silk sheets for their last...I mean...for their enjoyable nights.
Passion:It lies in all of us, sleeping...waiting...and though unwanted...unbidden...it will stir...open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us...and we simple obey. Even I give in to its command. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love...the clarity of hatred...the ecstasy of grief. Without it, our lives would be truely dead. We would be hollow like empty rooms shuttered and dank. I would be...boring.
Ladies of Mistress 5
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Journal
Caligraphy of Desire
Caligraphy of Desire
My velvet brush dips deep and lingers there in the warm inkwell of my endless desire. The ink of passion flows for me tonight so I may show you how It feels to be so truly needed by an ardent lover.
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