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lissa wears the plain steel collar of a city owned slave.
Also, the red silks of a pleasure slave. Wound within her dark auburn tresses is a white ribbon in reflection of the dichotomy that you will find. A blend of strong-willed stubbornness, and craving to please. Heated passion
and the shyness of a child. Temperamental and serene. Sharp-tongued and tender-hearted. Just a few of the things one might find if they dare to brave the tempest.
Mix the scent of air on a high mountain crest with the tang of salt from an ocean wave crashing upon rocks below. Let this scent fill the senses of the casual passerby. Add in an undertone of erotic essence of larma that comes to the surface when the girl's emotions; fear, anger, passion or love are evoked. This is a perfume called 'lissa'. | 
