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Re Needs a few good Masters Character Pics This is option for anyone who wants to Rp but doesn't want to go off a plot. Pick a character and Pm and we'll talk. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 Slave Profiles Name Skii sky Appearance Skii when she was younger Skii now Age 20 Gender female Race Cat girl Sexuality swings both ways Traits Broken mostly Pet like, Plaything, Guardian Background Her previous master taking great care in her appearance, never marking her to hard or deep as not to leave any mark or scars of her young flesh. Oh how her old Master loved to look upon her, his eyes never getting enough of her unique features. Many of hour spent upon her care. Even her clothes had to compliment her, if they did anything to hinder her beauty, that was just not allowed. Everything she wore must always accent her own beauty, even her manners. Nothing was spared in her training, her discipline, her conduct must always be flawless. Nothing seem to please him more but when she failed. He was a twisted man, taking great pleasure in punishing her for her mistakes, anything a simple a spilling a drop of wine from the bottle as she poured it would give him good reason to take her over his knee right then. Yes, shame and humiliation was all apart of the training she received. But now as she waited in the dank cell, her manners never changed. She still held that spirit her Master loved to see in her. That spark, that most would frown upon a slave having. It still laid deep within her, laying still till the moment presented itself for it to come fourth and reveal itself to all who cared to see. Wants in a Master Someone who can handle and love her charms, keep her in line...by any means possible Favorite weapon of torture Hands, paddles, flogs, crops, Strap, slapper, Belt, English Tawse, Cuffs Leash, bit.... FetishesKinks The Rabbit Hole Name Rain Appearance Rain Age 18 20 Gender Female Race HumanCat hybrid Sexuality Bi Traits Broken, Pet like, plaything, Guardian, Dangerous when the mood strikes Background Rain was a dancer at her old master's night club. She was one of the rarer things he had to offer his customers. She was a hybrid and had unique features for it. Her tails and ears making her more alluring to watch, she brought the money in. She did what she could to please her master, and she knew the more money she got, the more pleased he would be. Then one night, after closing there was an accident no one knows for sure what happen. The next day when one of the bouncers arrived for work, he found the oddest sight. Rain sitting under the bar, Leaning against the bar as she licked her fingers, Her tail laid in shambles next to her, only leaving a small puff at the base of her back. Her master's body was on top of the bar, his legs hanging off to the side, his feet touching one of the bar stools. His neck looked as though a it had been ripped out as he laid sprawled out along the bar. Rain seemed indifferent to it and had little to offer when question on what happened. The Bouncer liked Rain and didn't want to see her hurt, stole her away and left her here to be bought by a new master. No one really knows if the accident was caused by a side affect of the hybrids birth. Preferred weapon of torture? Hands, paddles, Strap, Belt, English Tawse, Leash, cuffs, flogs, FetishesKinks? The Rabbit Hole So an Rp with Rain, may be a little twisted... as you can see she has a taste for human blood.. Name Harlie L Fury R Apperence Old portrait Age 18 20 Gender Female Race Human Sexuality Bi Collar Colors Broken, Pet like, plaything, Promiscuous Fury mostly InnocentHarlie, mostly an act Background -A Shot into the past.- With a soft sigh falling from her painted lips, she pushed the curtain aside as she stepped into the main part of the shop. Her lips twisting into a soft smirk though it almost looked devious as she pulled a small black book from her long dress sleeve. She began to skim through the pages until she stop on the desire one and began to skim over the contents of the page. She didn't move her head, only her eyes as they traveled down the small aged paper. Soon another girl came out and stood behind the other. Her arms draping over the other shoulders as she peeked at what the girl was looking. Another full day Fury? she girl chimed as she tugged on one of the lose half curled lock of hair. MMhhmmm, it would seem those girls can't get enough she cooed as she glanced at the other with a soft smile. Good, it would be a shame if they got tired of us so soon. They both chuckled at this, tipping the head closer to other, till their heads touched. Fury as the first girl was call, was adorned in today's theme with a soft twist. Her dress was dark as usual with a royal flare to it. The black of the dress highlighted with bright reds with flicks of gold traveling through the red. The bow flared behind her slender neck as the sleeves teased her knees. Her neck was bare all but the simple tarnished chain that never left her neck. At the end of the chain a small lil oval mirror hung. She never took it off and was never seen without it. Her black hair pulled up into a sloppy yet traditional looking bun with a few random chopstick stuck through it, a few charming hanging from a few. Her make up was simple, smoking eyes to make those cobalt orbs pop against the outfit, though she often wore contacts to play up the drama on her luscious orbs. The burgundy streaks snaked through midnight locks as she turned her attention to the front door and the guest who had enter. I guess we're up, Harlie she cooed over her shoulder to the lil red head who was using Fury as a perch. I guess we are. she purred back to Fury as she looked up to other with a impish grin. Harlie, Short for Harlequin, was almost always seen with Fury. They had come over from America together as Best friends but being in this new world, they used their closeness to entertain the untrained eye of those who wished to gaze upon them. Harlie stood 5'6 and half, an inch or so shorter than Fury and could have passed for Fury's sister if not a cousin. Her hair was done in a Deep burgundy with thick black streaks weaving through it, her hair was done up as Fury's. Her dress was the lighter version of Fury's and played in the whites, blues and silver. Her make up was light making those vermilion orbs dance against the pallet of the dress. The girl looked as if they were standing on the other side of the mirror as everything about them mirrored the other just in a different tone of colors. The subtle softness of Harlie and the cool edginess of Fury, made quite a pair to reckon with, as their first customers of the day would soon find out. The girls walked over in step as they bow gave a soft bow of the heads the greeted their guest. Welcome, please come and sit with us. they both chime in sink. Harlie's soft playful voice underline Fury's low almost devious tone as they both gave a soft smile and lead the girls over to plush seats and began serving the tea. That was the past, before they were sold by their old Master. They didn't plan on coming to this new world but had no choice. They grew with their master, their master receiving them at the young age of 15. Though by the time they were allowed to work the shop they were 18. Sadly their old master had put out of business and not wanting his prize girls to go to his competitor, he brought them here where he knew they'd be safe from his grasp. Preferred weapon of torture? Hands, paddles, Strap, Belt, English Tawse, Leash, cuffs, FetishesKinks? The Rabbit Hole The girls are fun and fun to play with 3