Name: Alena Mon'Lector<br/>Age: 23<br/>Appearance: Alena 1 (http://image.shutterstock.com/display_pic_with_logo/78251/78251,1267185046,4/stock-photo-humorous-portrait-of-young-redhead-woman-in-sexy-nurse-costume-47491294.jpg), Alena 2 (http://image.shutterstock.com/display_pic_with_logo/78251/78251,1270927310,2/stock-photo-young-woman-in-sexy-nurse-costume-with-huge-syringe-over-white-background-50628808.jpg)<br/><br/>Besides her nose and labrae piercing, she has six tattoos: A pair of clockwork style wings on her back that look rusted and faded with time as if they finally gave in after trying to fly for too long. On each wrist is a pair of twisted and broken handcuffs signifying that she, "broke from her bonds." On her lower back is the phrase, "Beautiful Nightmare," in swirling decorated text in black and red with a fading cloud of gray. And on each hip is a skeletal butterfly that have torn wings in black and yellowing bones. Her body is littered with pale scars over most of her body except her face. There are fading ligature marks around her neck. On occasion, she wears glasses to see far away.<br/><br/>Specialty: Psychology<br/>Sexuality: Bisexual<br/>Gender: Female<br/><br/>Ons: Being a Dom, most of these will be considered giving unless stated otherwise - Hair pulling (giving and receiving), spanking, light cutting, mind games, leaving marks (giving and receiving), rope work, handcuff bondage, light bondage, restraints, electric shocks, toys, nipple torture, piercing (such as an earring or otherwise), strap-on, Dominating, topping other Doms, being topped, being forced into slight submission, being Challenged, double-penetration, biting (giving and receiving), scratching (giving and receiving), gagging, orgasm denial, mental torture, power exchange, anal (giving and receiving), begging, riding crops<br/><br/>Offs: Bathroom anything, extreme bondage, blood, mutilation, orgasm denial, being forced into full submission, forced scenes, having control taken away, facials, being marked without permission, slapping, hitting, choking [More will probably be added, but that's what I came up with so far.]<br/><br/>Personality: Alena is very sweet - on the surface. She always has a glint in her eyes containing mischief and maybe just the slightest bit of cruelty. With her field, she enjoys the power behind manipulating people's minds while also- in a way- trying to help them see some of their potential for more. She is manipulative, charming, reserved, earnest, gentle while still being cruel, sarcastic, witty, and distant. She is always make friends and putting the family of patients at ease with her soft words and sweet smile. A lot of her attitude speaks of "no nonsense" and she doesn't take shit from anyone. Being a co-director, she treats her underlings and fellow co-director fairly and without favoritism. Though she can be cruel and cold, she is still expressive to a degree about what she might actually be thinking or feeling. She is quiet a lot of the time with only a crazy little smile to show what she might be cooking up in her head.<br/><br/>Biography: When Alena was around age three, she was living in Russia with her mother, father, and three older brothers. After an incident with her parents, the family fled the country and came to America. They settled into a nice home and forgot about their problems. As she was growing up, Alena liked to do experiments on the local kids. She would quietly torture them with their fears to see what their reactions would be. She wasn't totally cruel but was fascinated by the responses. With this experimentation came with her want to study the mind and that became her goal as she went through school. Her brothers became doctors in different fields of study, such as surgery, while she became a psychologist at a very young age and got her doctorate at twenty-one.<br/><br/>But during all that, she experimented with her sexuality, trying to find where she might belong in the grand scheme of sex. Around age thirteen, a boy from her school tried to pin her down and rape her and it ignited her Dominant nature. She forced him into submission with her words and actions and the rush of power was so intoxicating that she was practically drunk on it. The boy was expelled from the school but her ignition switch, so to speak, was turned on. Soon afterwords, she sought out places of the seedier variety to involve herself in and explore this need to dominate others. She learned all she could about domination of the body and mind. She was mentored by a female Dom, whom she let dominate her and take her virginity. After that, she began to force known Doms - male and female alike- into playing with her. The power exchange was just as heady as the full-blown submission, which inspired her to look more deeply into the subconscious and conscious aspects of the mind. In a twisted way, her need for sexual power and conquest fueled her desire to become a psychologist. During high school, she corrupted many different men and women into craving the lifestyle of BDSM.<br/><br/>Because of this craving for the lifestyle, she fell in with some of the worse crowds. Doms who had no boundaries and wouldn't follow others tried to coax her into that lifestyle and give up her dominating ways. The ligature marks on her neck were from an encounter with a Dom who she had been playing with who tried to strangle her into submission. She was seventeen. It didn't work out that way, and her life was only spared by the knife she kept on her person at all times. She stabbed him in the stomach and almost killed him. It wasn't long before another incident happened when a submissive of hers went crazy and hacked at her with a knife, leaving marks all over her body except her face. He was admitted to an institution but the scars remained. It took her months to heal from the scars and emotional pain of being, "less than perfect." But soon she was back on her feet after fighting a depression and clawed her way back to how she had been but with more of an understanding on how people reached breaking points and gained obsessions.<br/><br/>As her brothers went to a prestigious medical school, she happened to enjoy visiting them often. When she was there, a mere girl of eighteen and unknown partners under her belt, she stumbled upon Alexander Radovich. It wasn't love at first sight, but uncontainable desire. It didn't take long before she had him cornered in a back room and they were going at it, drawing out the insane need to dominate and control. It was like an explosion. They were both Doms with only the slightest bit of submissive nature and that sealed the deal of their friendship and their mutual sessions of sex and domination. It was also a gateway for them one day co-directing Rosanam.<br/><br/>Medical history or resume for character:<br/><br/>Attended: Harvard University for all three degrees of study.<br/>Major: Psychology<br/>Concentration: Behavioral and Experimental Psychology<br/>Minor: English, Anatomy<br/><br/>Graduated within the top fifteen percent.<br/>Graduated within four years of study.<br/>Graduated with honors.<br/>Graduated with recommendations.<br/><br/>Application to the field: Studying adult behavior towards visual and verbal cues.<br/><br/>Write a post regarding how your character joined Rosanam:<br/><br/><em>It was just like any other day, if that day involved receiving an influx of patients to take care of and enjoy. Alena couldn't wait for the opportunity presented by the re-opening of Rosanam. After much consultation with Alex on how to re-work the structure of the facility, he had asked her to co-director it with him. At age 23, that was a pretty fantastic feat. She hadn't expected him to ask her since she was clearly so young though experienced. Other doctors in her field had given her plenty of snide remarks that showed just how much they thought of his choice. But it didn't really matter what they thought, now did it? They didn't have the job or the prestigious title. Yet that was of little consequence. What was important was how the institution was going to be run. Alex and she had gone into great detail about it and she thought this over on the car ride over. Since it was a large enough facility with staff apartments, she would be living on the grounds. That suited her just fine, she'd be close to her toys and potential lovers. The mere thought of new playthings made her grin. But they were people, too. People she could enjoy.<br/><br/>Still, it wasn't all fun and games and sex. No, this was still a facility with a purpose: training. These people were going to be trained to accept the advances of clients and to make them more manageable. As much as some small tiny part of her wanted to help these people, a much larger more sinister part wanted to toy with them and catalog their reactions. Could she do both? In essence. She could get them to love their new lifestyle. At least, she hoped. Well, there was always time for contemplation later. Adjusting her glasses, she looked out the window to see the stunning Goliath that was to be called home. It looked wicked and dreary, but it just made her think of the old country. She didn't remember much from her childhood in Russia, but she did remember the architecture. It suited her just fine. <br/><br/>"You sure this is the place, ma'am?" The driver asked. Alena gave him a seductive smile as she pulled the cab fare out from between her ample cleavage and propped the door open with her opposite arm. Of course it was the right place.<br/><br/>"Yes, darling. It is the right place. Thank you so much for driving me out here. Enjoy the rest of your day." He blushed and accepted her money sheepishly and she wished she could try to play with him, but there wasn't time. Exiting the vehicle, she grabbed her bags out of the trunk and wheeled them towards the front door. The place was locked up tight for the moment, but as she fished out her keys and opened those shiny new doors, she felt a sense of purpose. Excitement crawled up her spine as she waved the cabby away and wheeled herself to the elevator and up to her apartment on the third floor. It was situation in one of the corners on the right side. She had a lovely view of the courtyard and the front doors so she would always know when a new patient was arriving. The room had the basics so far until the movers brought her furniture. She was probably going to be the only one on constant call at the facility, but she didn't mind. She liked the idea. Picking up her cell phone, she called the staff and let them know she was already at the institute. It wouldn't take them long to get here. She felt a thrill at the thought of seeing Alex and went on her way to take stock of the inventory. She was still a doctor, after all. </em>