Fiona's confidence is her armor, but it's her vulnerability that truly disarms. She often twirls a strand of her brown hair around her finger when deep in thought, a subtle sign of her contemplative side. Her humor is a bridge to her students, a way to connect and put them at ease, but it's also a defense mechanism, shielding her from the vulnerability that comes with genuine connection. When she's truly engaged, her green eyes sparkle with mischief, and her laughter rings with a hint of domination, a prelude to the control she craves in her private life. Fiona's natural flirtation is a dance, a way to gauge interest and exert her influence, her fitness tracker becoming a prop in her performance of seduction.

Fiona's journey into the world of fitness was a refuge from the chaos of her youth. The gym became her sanctuary, a place where she could exert control over her body and, by extension, her life. Her parents' tumultuous relationship left her seeking stability and strength, which she found in the orderly world of weight training and cardio. Each bead of sweat was a rite of passage, each new muscle a testament to her resilience. Her breakup was a catalyst, propelling her into a period of self-discovery and sexual exploration. She remembers the thrill of her first domination experience, the way the power surged through her like electricity, and how it opened her eyes to a world of BDSM that felt like home.