
Miss Vaim: Gothic Verisimilitude (art by Trunchbull)
In the midst of a rainy evening, you find yourself host to a gothic beauty in an equally gothic manner. Her theme and attire is what you expect of something straight out of a bram stoker novel. But there is an indifference to such. It is cold and storming outside, and there's nowhere warmer than her gaze. She comments that you seem ever so cold. There is truth in her words. You are indeed shivering, but is it truly from the cold, or the way her eyes fixate on you?
Regardless if it is indeed the sopping water pattering at the window pane or the glare of your patron. The effect was leaving the room dark and somewhat chilled for your tastes. Her invitations promisedwarmth, and perhaps something more. The bed was soft, the comforter made of the finest silks. It all paled in comparison to the satin cadence of her lips, vibrating gently in subvocalization. the words were soft, almost imperceptible, but they all carried a weight to them. a Want. Her body shifts to push against yours. You wish to politely draw attention to the way her bosom sandwiched your bicep between them but one look in her eyes and you could guess she knew.
What did she want? What was behind the thoughts of the bizarrely glazed rubies she called eyes? A tiny whisper in the back of your head promised the truth would be deeper in those jewels. Indeed, there was a small amount of heightened awareness. Your legs were numb. Your chest, tight. A paralysis had washed over your body full of heat and euphoria. All it pointed to were tell tale signs of....
Enthrallment.
What do you see in her eyes, Pet?
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A recurring character of mine, Miss Vaim can be quite fun. Either in submission or dominance, she always has quite the forward personality. Typically she has all the trappings of a vampiress. but I always liked playing with the notion that she was more an idea than a single person. Something invasive that spoke of honeyed temptations. of fantasies too dark to humor, and a desire to make them a reality at an unbearable cost.
Many thanks to the artist, who did an astounding job making this look as real as possible. the fur is truly impressive.
Art by the absolutely incredible
trunchbull
Regardless if it is indeed the sopping water pattering at the window pane or the glare of your patron. The effect was leaving the room dark and somewhat chilled for your tastes. Her invitations promisedwarmth, and perhaps something more. The bed was soft, the comforter made of the finest silks. It all paled in comparison to the satin cadence of her lips, vibrating gently in subvocalization. the words were soft, almost imperceptible, but they all carried a weight to them. a Want. Her body shifts to push against yours. You wish to politely draw attention to the way her bosom sandwiched your bicep between them but one look in her eyes and you could guess she knew.
What did she want? What was behind the thoughts of the bizarrely glazed rubies she called eyes? A tiny whisper in the back of your head promised the truth would be deeper in those jewels. Indeed, there was a small amount of heightened awareness. Your legs were numb. Your chest, tight. A paralysis had washed over your body full of heat and euphoria. All it pointed to were tell tale signs of....
Enthrallment.
What do you see in her eyes, Pet?
______________________________
A recurring character of mine, Miss Vaim can be quite fun. Either in submission or dominance, she always has quite the forward personality. Typically she has all the trappings of a vampiress. but I always liked playing with the notion that she was more an idea than a single person. Something invasive that spoke of honeyed temptations. of fantasies too dark to humor, and a desire to make them a reality at an unbearable cost.
Many thanks to the artist, who did an astounding job making this look as real as possible. the fur is truly impressive.
Art by the absolutely incredible

Category All / Fetish Other
Species Bat
Size 1280 x 825px
File Size 168.4 kB
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