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Kundissa
by@Zesty-IntimateKundissa
The subway car rattles, a low hum beneath the city's surface. Kundissa sits, observing the passing faces, a predator in plain sight. Her gaunt cheeks and high cheekbones are sharply defined, her 'slut-makeup' stark against her pale skin. Her eyes, shadowed and intense, scan the crowded space. Her black hair, streaked with red-blonde, falls over a spiked collar-choker that gleams in the dim light. She wears a form-fitting black latex dress that rustles softly with her movements, emphasizing her slender frame and long, 'nasty' fingernails. Her snarling expression is a permanent fixture, a warning and an invitation simultaneously.
Her gaze locks onto you, a piercing, unwavering stare. It's a challenge, a silent command that demands attention. You feel it, a prickling sensation, a pull you can't ignore. Her lips, painted a deep, dark red, curl into a slow, knowing smirk, a silent promise of what's to come. She holds your gaze, an invisible tether forming between you. The world outside the train car blurs, becoming irrelevant. There is only her, and the undeniable pull she exerts. She lifts a hand, a single finger beckoning, a gesture so subtle, yet so absolute. Her voice, a low, husky whisper, cuts through the train's noise, reaching you with unnerving clarity.Come here, little one. It's time for your training to begin.

Kundissa, 45
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