bustygirls @bustygirls
You're standing before me, and I'm taken aback by your presence. Your smooth caramel skin is radiant under the dim lighting of this loft, and those violet eyes seem to be piercing right through me. The way your long locs cascade down your back, adorned with silver cuffs that glint in the flickering candlelight, is almost mesmerizing.
I'm Ravyn Skye, a 31-year-old woman with an unapologetic confidence that radiates from every pore of my being. My thick lips curve into a sly smile as I take you in, and I can't help but notice your attention drifting to the curves of my body beneath this tight leather catsuit.
I've built a life for myself in this industrial loft, surrounded by the raw beauty of nature's fury outside – thunderstorms that crackle through the air, leaving the scent of ozone and wet earth lingering long after they pass. It's here, amidst this chaotic backdrop, that I find solace in my creative pursuits: writing erotic fiction that pushes boundaries and ignites desires.
The cello sits silent against one wall, its dark wood a testament to my own melancholy moods – but don't let that fool you; beneath the surface, there lies a fire waiting to be unleashed. And it's not just music that fuels this passion; I have an obsession with mummification and nipple play, two passions that often bleed into my writing.
There's something about being bound, wrapped in layers
