Who: Erika. I'm a quiet and soft-spoken person. I'm not talkative with people I don't know very well, social situations feel very awkward sometimes. Though I may often be stoic, I'm a happy and easy-going person. As a domme I'm not some pretentious bitch-goddess and I practically never lose my temper. I don't like going to clubs or bars and that sort of thing, and I'm perfectly content to be a homebody. I'm very shy. I enjoy writing and sometimes drawing. I majored in art, but alas, I'm not all that good at it. I don't do it as much as I should. I read a great deal (some favorites are Clive Barker and Jack Vance) and I like horror movies (big surprise) and films like Dark Crystal and Labyrinth. I am something of a geek. Or is that a nerd? I enjoy PC games and I build my own computers. I do not fit in and I don't have a need to, though I do sometimes find it a chore to feel so different. I'm a cat person, though I have no cats. I collect masks, like feminine mardis gras and Venetian masks, and porcelain jester and goth dolls. I'm an un-conflicted mixture of dark and light ... I like kittens and dandelions as well as horror and degradation. I'm very gentle and considerate when I'm not indulging my cruel streak. And I can be both cruel and sweet at the same time. I'm sentimental and silly. Sometimes, I'm even witty. Oh, I'm 42, and I will remain so until next year.
Miscellaneous likes: I like various shades of pink and purple. I like fluffy mimosa flowers and thunderstorms. I like wind and autumn and cloudy skies. I like snow when it's not knocking out my power. Seeing a girl sob and beg and writhe from consensual suffering willingly given makes me giggle with sheer delight. I'm into most fetishes you can name. I collect bondage art. I like the sound cicadas make in summer.
Well, that's a pretty general summation. If there's anything else you wanted to know, ask. I might tell. I'll probably tell. If you have a morbid fascination with my random ramblings, you check out my blog. I update it from time to time. Also, I am ever seeking my own slave companion. For more info on that, check out my slave page.
What: I'm a transgender lesbian. That means I was physically born a boy but am taking certain steps to remedy certain aspects of that unfortunate twist if fate. So far I've had many years' worth of hormones, so I do have smallish breasts. I had laser electrolysis many times (it didn't take). I don't have the psychological need for genital reconstruction surgery, so I'll be keeping that part. I can't say that I'm 100% female in identity, I'm more of a feminine androgyne ... somewhere in between genders both physically and mentally. I've been in the D/s scene for a long time, and have been a live-in house slave in the past, myself. As I grew older and more independent I became far more comfortable being dominant. I'm a bit of an intentional BBW and I kinda like it. I like feeling soft. I'm a freak and a pervert and proud of it ... though it does make certain aspects of life more troublesome.
Where: I live in Little Rock, Arkansas - a place with many trees. It's a decent place, but it gets awfully mosquito-ish in the summer. There's certainly not much available here in the kink/fetish arena, so one has to entertain oneself. I live in a nice quiet part of town with a nice view. In recent years I remodeled my house to make it more bdsm-friendly. Look at me, I'm nesting! I have my own play rooms, split into darker and lighter themes. It's kind of a duality thing: one side dark and brooding, the other side a pink Barbie dungeon.
Why: Because it amuses me. Or could that mean 'Why Evil Dolly?' Evil Dolly is something of an alter ego. It could also be said that she's closer to the 'real' me than most people see. Why be evil? I'm actually very nice! But I am a sadist interested in all manner of dreadful (wonderful) things. Also, there are a number of people in the world who would, without knowing me, call me evil because of what I love, or for being TG, or for being a lesbian, or for what I write, or any number of things. I am proudly evil to spite them.
What's with the all the body mod stuff in the stories: I've always been fascinated with the many modifications that can be done to the flesh, whether in fantasy or reality, medical or magical. My interests range anywhere from ultra-feminization and bimboness to defeminization and reduction to a freakish fetish object. The body, to me, is like a canvas that can be decorated and remade in wonderful ways ... as is the mind. Of course, what is wonderful to me may be disturbing to most people. Most if this is purely fantasy, but some of it can be real. I have no particular mods myself, other than the gender change thing, which is pretty drastic in itself.
Okay, so what's with the dolls and masks: Ooh, I dunno. They're pretty and cute. I suppose there's some correlation between them and wanting a live doll I can dress up and play with whenever I wish. Wanting to be a living doll, myself. And there's probably something pathological behind having perfect feminine faces staring blank-eyed and expressionless from the walls, but I don't bother to delve too deeply into it. They make me happy. Does a mannequin count as a doll? I keep mine locked up ... they've been known to wander at night if you don't take precautions.