- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- Online Availability
- Weekdays: After 2:30 PM PST. Weekends: staggard
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Female
- Futanari
- Genres
- Romance (Fave), Drama, Suspense, Supernatural, Medieval, FurryxHuman pairing.
Sinclair was the woman's name, a pretty one to match an equally pretty face, and she was known as the 'Silent and Obey' type: she did as she was told in bed and never spoke a word. She left her curvacious body, covered by lovely chocolate colored skin, open to be touched and caressed and always had her thick black hair done prettily for her clients to admire before they ran their hands through it. Her striking blue eyes, an anomally for someone of her skin tone, would stare into the eyes of her dominater only when told, but if they did not say, she did not look, instead hiding them behind her eyelids. Sinclair was a favorite choice of the clients if they wanted a female for the night, her price set rather high considering her exotic appearance and the constant demand for her company for the evening, but the 'love' they showered upon her, one after another, was never enough to get her to speak for that was not real love, just the love for her borrowed and paid for body.
It was just another night at the Golden Bird Chateau, a brothel created to fit the needs and demands of the very rich and very wealthy persons of the city. The whores were not junkies or addicts or just people they picked off the street; most of them actually came to work at the brothel of their own free well and choice. Sinclair, along with a few other of her 'colleagues', was making her way from the rooms to the lobby where they would stand at attention as a few clients had their pick; there were even a few men in their ranks, so perhaps a wealthy woman was going to be a client that night as well. Her long black hair had been pulled over her shoulder into a ponytail and tied with a white bow as the rest were curled beautifully. She wore a short, strapless, light blue dress that accentuated her gifted breasts, curvy waist, and slender legs. Her make-up was subtle and pretty, bringing out the color of her bright blue eyes. They all walked down the winding staircase and over to their employer, Mr. Galavin, before getting into a straight line to present themselves to the clients.
It was just another night at the Golden Bird Chateau, a brothel created to fit the needs and demands of the very rich and very wealthy persons of the city. The whores were not junkies or addicts or just people they picked off the street; most of them actually came to work at the brothel of their own free well and choice. Sinclair, along with a few other of her 'colleagues', was making her way from the rooms to the lobby where they would stand at attention as a few clients had their pick; there were even a few men in their ranks, so perhaps a wealthy woman was going to be a client that night as well. Her long black hair had been pulled over her shoulder into a ponytail and tied with a white bow as the rest were curled beautifully. She wore a short, strapless, light blue dress that accentuated her gifted breasts, curvy waist, and slender legs. Her make-up was subtle and pretty, bringing out the color of her bright blue eyes. They all walked down the winding staircase and over to their employer, Mr. Galavin, before getting into a straight line to present themselves to the clients.