Post by -Scoot- on Dec 7, 2014 6:14:50 GMT
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Name: Karma
Breed: Arabian x Quarter Horse x Mustang
Age: 7
Gender: mare
Alliance: dark
Pelt Color: Grey Sabino Frame Overo (black base)
Mane and Tail colour: white/gray/black
Eye Color: royal blue
Markings: Medicine hat, black "eyeliner," overo markings
Height: 15.2 hh
Personality: Karma is a bitch. Plain and simple. It's very easy to lose yourself in her as she is a little sex pot of a mare. At least, that was her personality back in her previous homes. With her abduction, torture, and subsequent rape and gang-rapes, she will have changed dramatically. That fire that used to glow bright in her eyes has turned from a bonfire to an all out wildfire. Her temper has always been out of control but her entire spectrum of emotions is rocked permanently now. She is quick to lash out in self defense with both her teeth and tongue. Her mind is scarred just as much as her body and she will not let anybody past this wall without a fight again. Sex still has its' allure but more for the fact that she longs to belong somewhere... to someone. Her heart is filled with cold abandonment from those she loved as a filly and those she may have started to care about in her past lands. She is quick to question your intentions and will more than likely attack you before you get a chance to make a move on her. Sex is an emotionless feat for her, something that just might fill the void created in her mind from a very young age and continued with the abuse and torture she endured when she was kidnapped. Karma will tolerate a sexual advance if you're a sweetie or at least offer a gentle touch, something she used to immediately reject with a kick to the groin in your direction, but things change and Karma may have taken a turn towards being a bit more accepting of this "lighter" side of life.
History: Karma had it good in the land of Wild Equines. She fucked anyone she wanted (well, almost) and she had made a deal with the devil before he'd been unceremoniously dethroned. She'd promised her life away to those in the Underworld in exchange for quite a few lovely perks. But that had all been robbed from her in the dead of night. She'd been sleeping in a canyon that was inhabited by other darks, but it was a place she could feel safe with her excellent endurance and climbing skills. She'd been resting in a crevice away from everybody else when she'd felt a sudden weight and pain on her back. She'd screamed out, immediately throwing the weight against the wall next to her but her front legs were kicked out from under her and her head was slammed into the ground, immediately knocking her unconscious and victim to whatever had grabbed her. When she'd woken up, her rear legs had been chained to opposite walls. Her ribs had been beaten and squeezed and her vulva pulsed painfully. She'd been raped, held up by a sling around her head and chest, making it impossible for her to move. She'd been used over and over again by any stud that came to wish his pleasure upon her, some so abusive that they tore lengths of her mane and tail away, ripping chunks of her skin from her shoulders. When she'd been starved and dehydrated and beaten to the point of no use any longer, they chose to release her. Her neck muscles had lost all tone and her legs could barely support her. They had all teased her, dragging her by her mane and kicking her as she rolled down hills. They'd forced her through a river where she'd prayed for death. She reached the other side of the river in a land she did not recognize with no scent she could put a name to and she lay there, unwilling and unable to move, sipping at the water as it rose and fell with the tides.
Feedback on Rules? kiss me.
Where did you find us? I'm Secret's fuck buddy.
Name: Karma
Breed: Arabian x Quarter Horse x Mustang
Age: 7
Gender: mare
Alliance: dark
Pelt Color: Grey Sabino Frame Overo (black base)
Mane and Tail colour: white/gray/black
Eye Color: royal blue
Markings: Medicine hat, black "eyeliner," overo markings
Height: 15.2 hh
Personality: Karma is a bitch. Plain and simple. It's very easy to lose yourself in her as she is a little sex pot of a mare. At least, that was her personality back in her previous homes. With her abduction, torture, and subsequent rape and gang-rapes, she will have changed dramatically. That fire that used to glow bright in her eyes has turned from a bonfire to an all out wildfire. Her temper has always been out of control but her entire spectrum of emotions is rocked permanently now. She is quick to lash out in self defense with both her teeth and tongue. Her mind is scarred just as much as her body and she will not let anybody past this wall without a fight again. Sex still has its' allure but more for the fact that she longs to belong somewhere... to someone. Her heart is filled with cold abandonment from those she loved as a filly and those she may have started to care about in her past lands. She is quick to question your intentions and will more than likely attack you before you get a chance to make a move on her. Sex is an emotionless feat for her, something that just might fill the void created in her mind from a very young age and continued with the abuse and torture she endured when she was kidnapped. Karma will tolerate a sexual advance if you're a sweetie or at least offer a gentle touch, something she used to immediately reject with a kick to the groin in your direction, but things change and Karma may have taken a turn towards being a bit more accepting of this "lighter" side of life.
History: Karma had it good in the land of Wild Equines. She fucked anyone she wanted (well, almost) and she had made a deal with the devil before he'd been unceremoniously dethroned. She'd promised her life away to those in the Underworld in exchange for quite a few lovely perks. But that had all been robbed from her in the dead of night. She'd been sleeping in a canyon that was inhabited by other darks, but it was a place she could feel safe with her excellent endurance and climbing skills. She'd been resting in a crevice away from everybody else when she'd felt a sudden weight and pain on her back. She'd screamed out, immediately throwing the weight against the wall next to her but her front legs were kicked out from under her and her head was slammed into the ground, immediately knocking her unconscious and victim to whatever had grabbed her. When she'd woken up, her rear legs had been chained to opposite walls. Her ribs had been beaten and squeezed and her vulva pulsed painfully. She'd been raped, held up by a sling around her head and chest, making it impossible for her to move. She'd been used over and over again by any stud that came to wish his pleasure upon her, some so abusive that they tore lengths of her mane and tail away, ripping chunks of her skin from her shoulders. When she'd been starved and dehydrated and beaten to the point of no use any longer, they chose to release her. Her neck muscles had lost all tone and her legs could barely support her. They had all teased her, dragging her by her mane and kicking her as she rolled down hills. They'd forced her through a river where she'd prayed for death. She reached the other side of the river in a land she did not recognize with no scent she could put a name to and she lay there, unwilling and unable to move, sipping at the water as it rose and fell with the tides.
Feedback on Rules? kiss me.
Where did you find us? I'm Secret's fuck buddy.
