Wabjer

The ivory queen: a throne of pale elegance and desire

In the heart of a grand, dimly-lit hall, a petite woman with white hair and pale skin sat proudly on a throne. Her long legs were crossed, one over the other, clad in sexy red panties and long white boots that gleamed under the flickering torchlight. A black open coat hung loosely around her medium-sized breasts, its edges frayed at the bottom, hinting at her nude body beneath. Her eyes held a predatory look as they scanned the room, spreading her legs ever so slightly to reveal more of her delicate femininity. The dim light caught on her thin features and made them appear almost ethereal.