Izarre

Below is a description, and let's not forget... Kinks~ But first, I guess I'll do the desc bit!



In the dead of night, and through a labyrinth of complex corridors and hallways, when otherwise every other employee may have, or should have already gone home, a quiet, muffled clattering drifts rhythmically through the complex. The pitter-patter of keys on a keyboard sounding like small shards of hail, stopping only a second while Izarre spun in her chair and faced instead a laptop, before the drumming picked up once more.

Garbed in only a white blouse and black miniskirt, the scientist continued her work unabashedly, regardless of surrounding noises in the complex. The place kept busy throughout the day and deep into the night, but that didn't deter Izarre from her work. An idea hatched, and the twin orbs upon that scalp would flicker to life, projecting some sort of schematic before her. It was hard to say just what it was of, however. She grinned, nodded, and... Twitched, slightly?

The orbs were imperfect, you see. They were immensely helpful, however, occasional electric discharge would occur seemingly at random. It wasn't terribly frequent. But it may cause for a twitch here, a stammer there, and even an occasional seizure. But it was never anything life threatening, "Eureka!" She exclaimed, and spun back to her monitor, pegging furiously once more.


A few likes and kinks...

Smothering (especially through skimpy clothing, speaking of which...)
Skimpy clothing!
Wrestling
Ambushes and surprises. Sneak up on her and nab her for fun, regardless of if she squirms or not...~
Curves!
Dominating predators.
Preds becoming prey!
Turn-abouts.
Should-be prey characters predding (rabbits and mice, etc.)
More when I think of it.