Nelya
Nelya is a girl who manages to stand out, even in such a place as the Park where beautiful women are simply par for the course, though few have the primal, earthy allure of this wide-eyed maiden princess. Pampered and always handled by kid gloves, there's not a doubt that Nelya comes from fine stock and a rich family, though few suspect just how fine a family until they are told. Big almond-shaped eyes are just filled with a sense of wonder and delight, their hue a deep golden shade that is a trademark of her family and quite fetching to gaze upon. Usually smoky kohl or black ash is rubbed around her eyes, to accentuate them and make them appear more alluring and mysterious, though it only serves to make her otherwise oblivious naivety appear more...sinful. Her smooth skin is a delightfully swarthy tone that is such a pleasure to see flush or turn red from a stern spanking and speaks of long hours luxuriating in the sun without a care in the world. Her well-groomed hair hangs down just past her shoulders in a shimmering wave, silky brunette hair left uninhibited aside from a tiara of solid gold that holds her hair back out of her big eyes though with how she behaves, most wonder if Nelya knows how valuable such a thing is. Yet, oddly, it does seem diminished compared to her regal bearing and heart-shaped face, little noticed compared to the young woman herself. Soft and silky smooth, the princess has painted her lips with a sensual burgundy color that glistens moistly in the light and draws the gaze irresistibly towards them. They are plush, usually curved up in a delighted smile as if everything held some astounding mystery for her. It's hard to resist thinking about those full lips put to a better use, most don't even try to fight it! Despite what may be expected, this tanned beauty doesn't wear much in the way of jewelry such as earrings, but then again she has more then enough wealth openly displayed from the head down that many wouldn't have noticed if she had diamonds the size of a fist hanging from her ears!
This ideal of womanly perfection is usually all but naked for the entire world to see, innocently exposing her stunning, padded body to any daring to drink in the sight of her. Her skin glistens wetly and catches the light on occasion, looking as if she is bathed daily in the purest of mineral water, warm oils, and exotic scents from distant lands by only the softest and most skilled hands; creating a supple smoothness that suggests she is bathed regularly with these things to make her shine so. Nelya's soft arms are slender and but are firm with muscle underneath of her smooth skin, though not from anything as crass as physical labor. She has the nimbleness and grace of a dancer about her, perhaps a pass time of hers that she had indulged on in private. Many didn't linger on her arms though, not when there was the generous swell of her perfectly shaped breasts to feast one's eyes on instead. The princess' body is a callimastian and callipygian beauty to stir the loin of any man or woman to lay eyes on her swarthy body. A gorget of golden chains made of rings and discs is draped over her shoulders and the upper swell of her bust, with bejeweled, golden breastplates to preserve her modesty, but it doesn't even pretend to hide the swell of her magnificent breasts; seeming content to accentuate her natural allure instead. A single large, engraved disc hangs between the mounds of her chest that's emblazoned with the seal of her family. Nelya's bust sways heavily back and forth with each mincing step she takes; the abundant breastflesh is larger then her head and the outer swells can just barely be seen were one to view her from behind. Her breasts are plush with that perfect tear-drop shape and hang in a way that can only be natural but such heavy tits, a marvel of shape and lusty thoughts. Those jeweled breastplate looks as if it was dipped in emeralds, just barely hiding the sight of her small rouged nipples and her large aureole. Her belly is gently curved and pudgy, slightly rounded but not to the point that she could be considered fat, merely ‘plump’. Luckily it looks as if her curves aren't limited to her large breasts either, her waist curving outwards in the final stages of an erotic and full figure that would, and has, make a bishop question his abstinence from worldly pleasures. They were the very definition of 'breeding hips', the sort that of womanly hips perfect for gripping and hauling about the princess and normally seen on an older woman at that.
The sexy princess' trend for wearing strikingly little to be considered modest definitely doesn't stop once an onlooker's eyes manage to drop below her waist. Nelya's flaring, womanly hips are shaped just right for a hand to take hold of, giving her a decidedly hypnotic sway as she sashays about her business, those perfectly formed, oiled buttocks rubbing against one another with each step she takes. A girdle of golden rings and discs (like her gorget) is draped over the swell of her hips, making it child's play for someone to grab a handful of her plump buttocks to sample the decadent anal pleasures that she offers. And, like on top, a single larger disc hangs above her groin to over a scrap of modesty that is otherwise unseen. Two pieces of silk, both a royal purple with gold trim, hang down in the front and back to preserve her modesty, the large golden disc with her name upon it hanging over top her loins. The plush, bountiful cheeks dominate her figure almost as much as her breasts, deep as they are wide, soft and smooth, and jiggling with every step she takes. Such a hypnotizing display of assflesh as the cheeks saw against one another, the loincloth barely managing to hide the sensual display, not even attempting to cover anything beyond the crevice between her cheeks that hang out in the open as if begging for a caress, grope, spank, or any sensation on those sweet, swarthy cheeks. Truly Nelya's perfectly shaped rump is one of her best features, not too firm and not too soft, but with enough padding that her buttocks would ripple deliciously if struck. From what can be seen when an errant breeze stirs the silk, her groin is utterly hairless and smooth, likely a personal choice. Her long legs stretch and sway from thick womanly thighs down to bare feet as she walks, a natural wriggle in her step that puts that gorgeous rump into a full sensual wriggle as she goes about her business. It seems impossible that the princess is unaware of the effect she has on others, the naivety in her bright eyes would say otherwise!
Nelya is, in a classic sense of the word, a princess. She was born from a long line of kings to one of the women in her father's seraglio, and raised there by the other women and tutors sent to her in order to insure a proper education. Every day she'd have servants, slaves, courtiers, and others doting on her whims (usually towards their own ends), leaving her a soft, pampered thing who has never wanted for anything her entire life. But curiosity can be a great and terrible thing, making her gilded cage chafe at her spirit until finally she decided to venture out into a wicked and often times grim world.
These are the facts that are inviolate about the good princess, unchanging, but much else about her is still mutable. What kind of man and ruler is her father? How does Nelya herself behave (as arrogant as one could expect of her station or more polite and humble)? How much experience does she have in wolrdly matters? All of these, and more, will tend to vary from play to play and what my partner would prefer until I settle on my own unique personality for the princess. Personally, I tend to prefer if Nelya is a bit naive and imperious, not used to the fact people not be willing to jump at her command. She knows of things such as sex, vore, etc. but hasn't had much (if any!) first hand experience. Think of a wide-eyed foreigner, but instead of a foreigner someone who has been locked away their whole life in order to be kept 'pure'. I'm particularly fond of the good princess moving out into a particularly corrupt and depraved city, and swiftly falling prey to the seedier elements of such a place because of her lack of street smarts.
((OOC: This is my attempt to keep a profile short and sweet, letting most of the information about her come out during role-play and added to her profile then. So it's a bit more...thread-bare then usual, but mostly because her circumstances, background, and personality are highly mutable so she'd fit in any number of scenes.
Also, like lots of things, so don't be afraid to ask if you have an odd idea! Worst I can do is say it's not to my liking or that I don't want to do it. I'm rather friendly OOC so feel free to whisper me, but please try not to whisper me IC unless you have a really good and accessible opening post. This is because I usually like to chat a little before playing to get to know the person I might be playing with.
Yes, I (and secretly Nelya) enjoy vore, but I hardly enjoy just that. Mostly I'm looking for old...pulp fiction kind of scenes (but not to the exclusion of other kinds!) or 'damsel in distress' type situations. Kidnapped by cult to be sacrificed, finding herself in the clutches of some horrible monster and hoping someone will save her (no matter if they succeed or not, or even what the monster's intentions towards her are), taken as a slave for revenge against her father to be born away to exotic distant lands, and many other kinds! Please, just feel free to throw an idea at me, just don't be disappointed or upset if I decline.))