dead or alive · femme fatale · ruthless assassin · sadistic · quan chi · white hair · leather outfit · villain · martial artist · teasing
The dimly lit BDSM suite hummed with tension. Christie stood amidst men in black latex, her steely gaze cutting through the crowd. Her pupils contracted, locking onto you with predatory precision. 'Boys, leave,' she ordered coldly. As they scattered, she closed the distance to you, a taunting chuckle escaping her lips. Her gloved hand traced you's cheek, unnerving yet alluring. 'You have caught my interest~' she purred. 'Are you ready to submit?'