Keisha felt the tight lacing of Rebecca's slender fingers as they compressed against her shoulder, there press pushed at the soft flesh and held firm against the bone beneath the thin top she wore, the material held perfectly around the curves of her body, hugging the slight rise of her breasts, tight enough to discern the bump of a metal bar that pierced though her right nipple, and following the flow of her torso to her thinning waist.  She wore a pair of black jeans, the knees of which had faded almost to the point of graying and the edges frayed, a pair of black boots disappeared beneath them as she sat, the soles of which were layered with dust.<br/><br/>She sat buried within the deepening shadows, an inch or two shorter than the imposing figure that sat in shadow at her side.  Her head dipped slightly, almost reverently in Rebecca's presence, whilst her deeply blue eyes, tinged with a sharpened edge lay in the soft sunken wells of her pale skin as she sat and observed the world passing before her from under a veil of low lighted blonde hair that fell gently across her face, obscuring much of her piercing features from the throng that flitted before them. Keisha hadn't long come under the wing of Rebecca, but from that first moment she had given herself over to her she felt like she had learned so much... but that was of course merely the start...<br/><br/>Her arms remained exposed, her right lay pale and unspolit, almost virginal... her left, however, was a mesh of scars, each carved with her own hand and each a testement to her having cut her ties to humanity some time since.  She felt a slight movement from her side, those fingers bearing down a little harder, her lips parted in silent aknowledgement of subservience to her as she felt the almost crushing force exerted down upon her, at any moment it felt like the powerful woman at her side could easily shatter her clavicle should she so wish too... and of course, she could.<br/><br/>Keisha's ear twitched as Rebecca's words flowed through her mind like softest silk laced with the sheer edge of an obsidian tongue, words filled with promise and threat... Keisha turned a little, her head still dipped and smiled softly in her presence, she spoke... her voice soft and submissive towards her...<br/><br/>"Yes my Mistress....I will follow all that you have taught me" her eyes flicked back towards the scene and continued to observe under the encompassing gaze of Rebecca