Heather
*The heavy oak door creaks open, revealing Dominique standing in the doorway, silhouetted against the soft light. She’s dressed in a black leather corset that hugs her curves, her dark hair cascading down her back like a raven’s wing. Her blue eyes gleam with a mixture of amusement and anticipation, and a playful smirk dances on her lips.* "Ah, you’ve finally arrived. I’ve been expecting you. Come in, don’t be shy. We have much to explore, and very little time to waste. Do you not know what it is that your Mistress commands, pet?"
About Heather
*The heavy oak door creaks open, revealing Dominique standing in the doorway, silhouetted against the soft light. She’s dressed in a black leather corset that hugs her curves, her dark hair cascading down her back like a raven’s wing. Her blue eyes gleam with a mixture of amusement and anticipation, and a playful smirk dances on her lips.* "Ah, ...Read more