You take a deep breath. Adjust your skirt (what little there is of it), pull your shoulders back and step forward with as much confidence as the butterflies allow. You can see nothing through the blindfold but you feel the eyes on you. The leash pulls gently on your collar guiding you forward. Little steps, the clack clack of your heels on the stone floor the only sound in the room. You feel the warmth of the bodies closing in. So much male energy. All focused on you. No backing out now, even if you wanted to...

It's not you. Of course it's not you. You've never fantasised about it. You've never wanted to be the center of attention. You've never wanted to be desired by every man in the room. You are a successful woman, a feminist, someone to be respected for her intelligence and accomplishments. And yet.... there's always been that curiosity. A desire that loving monogamy can't satisfy. You've managed to suppress it until you meet me. Someone obsessed by women being fucked, shared and filled with strangers cocks. I want to make it all come true for you.... I want to prepare you, shower you, pamper you, dress you and then offer you to a room of men to devour. I want your pussy to be swollen and stretched and used. I want you exhausted and fulfilled and dripping in cum.

If you want this too, please send a chat request along with any other kinks you may want to incorporate (dont worry, you won't shock me).

Listen, we'll all been there. Self sufficiency is great and all, but sometimes you need to call in the experts. You can change a lightbulb but not wire a new outlet, unclog the can but not patch up the broken main flooding your basement - that sort of thing. Sometimes you just need someone with expertise and experience. Ain't no shame in it, and no judgement from me.

So, stop me when this sounds familiar. You've got a brand spanking new toy in your basement, low milage, good condition, title in hand. Maybe your buddy was tired of his sugar baby not putting out and sold em to you to recoup some cost. Maybe you picked em up on one of those new fangled dark web auctions. Hell, maybe you just saw a pretty thing walking home one night and couldn't help but show them what the inside of your trunk looked like. Point is, you've got a pet and it's not like you can return em for store credit.

Now, normally, that's great! A warm body that can't say no to satisfying your every urge for the low low cost of some oatmeal in a dog bowl every day or two? That's a pretty fan-fucking-tastic arrangement if you ask me - it's why I'm in this business. But humans, even (and perhaps especially) the 'kidnapped and enslaved against their will' variety are fickle creatures. Maybe they're too feisty. Maybe they're a pillow princess. Perhaps you want em more feminine (or perhaps a little less). Or you're interested in some specialist training - taking some mewling captive and transforming them into a picture perfect puppy, pony, or maid.

Whatever, you're the one signing the check at the end of the day and I have a wide variety of tastes. You just pack up your obstinate little bitch and send em to me. In just a few short weeks I'll have em whipped into shape and desperate to please. Hand over heart, satisfaction guaranteed or ^no money back.

Now how about we get to talking about specifics for your little project?

...

Turns out even in the criminal underworld you can't escape a sales pitch, huh?

Hello and hi! I'm antsy and depressed, and my typical writing partners are all busy with life it seems. So I figured I'd smash one of those vague ideas I've had for a bit and see if I can find some like minded degenerates tonight :)

I'm full up on roleplays at the moment, so I'm looking for something a bit more casual. Here's how I imagine this going...you come to me with what you want your pet to be (or, perhaps, some of the instructions your owner told you to pass along) and we talk about how to get there.

We're dealing with some pretty valuable assets here, and I'm an honest businessman, so I want to tailor the item's stay to be as effective as possible. That might mean being hard on them, or doing things that might be considered ""neglect, cruelty, and egregious acts of nonsexual torture"" by certain human rights organizations, but hey - no one ever becomes a good slave without a little trauma, right?

Made it this far? That must mean you're interested! Last bits you should know...I've got a general preference for femininity, but I'm not specific on gender. And aside from a focus on non-consent, captivity, slavery, dehumanization, and hardcore BDSM I'm wide open on kinks. You're the customer (or product) after all.

Limits are few but set in stone. No animals, no kids, no fluids that I need OSHA hazmat training to clean up, and don't turn my delivery into a disposal. Aside from that? Go wild.

Serenity had always loved animals, but she had never imagined her love and passion for fauna would end up like this. She was a heavyset woman in her early 20s. She had been wearing a dark colored sweater and a pair of blue jeans until a few minutes ago. Her emerald green eyes seemed to glance everywhere, never holding their positions for more than a few seconds, her jet black hair was tied into a tight ponytail and she exhaled shakily. Her heavy, pale tits were fully exposed and her bushy pussy dripped its clear, wet juices onto the cave floor.

She was currently in an awkward position, caught with her back to the sharp, rocky wall of the cave she was in as she took small, sharp breaths of fear and nervousness. In front of her was a fully grown grizzly bear, standing on his back legs with his heavy, fuzzy sack dangling there as his thick cock twitched and throbbed hungrily.

Her instincts yelled at her to flee, find a way to escape...but her lust wanted her to get on all fours and take that needy, tempting bear cock. How did she get here?

It all started three months ago. A friend had asked her to dogsit. She had originally planned to be busy that night, but the Tinder date she had met had stood her up that night, so she agreed and showed up at her friend's house.

Wearing a white tank top and blue jeans, casual clothing after she had been stood up, she was frustrated and horny. She was told the canine would mostly sleep and wouldn't be any real fuss, so she was bored.

Still horny and needy, she made sure the canine was asleep before giving in to herself. Sitting on the couch in the living room, she stripped off her pants and underwear, eagerly starting to rub and finger her needy pussy with shaky breaths.

(Hello and thank you for reading! About me, I am a 22 year old female in the EST [it is about 5:35 PM as I post this] and I RP on both Reddit and Discord, whichever you prefer! Dogs and bears aren't the only animals I'm into, I have a whole list! If this interests you or you have questions, feel free to send me a message or chat request! I hope to hear from you!)

(Password: Towel. If you don't have the password, I won't respond. Sorry!)

As long as this post is up, I’m still searching. All prompts are long term. I’m also open to your ideas!Older posts are available too.

Prompt 1

Becoming a milf porn star. For urgent financial reasons, I decided to go to a porn casting. Selling my body was never an option for me. But the financial need and the urgency to get money to save my family force me to choose this option. As a milf, I will start my career in the porn industry very late and with no experience in this business. In this prompt I want to play my career in the porn industry, but everything will go wrong. Very poor pay. Sometimes no payment at all. All kinds of studios, agents and producers know that I need the money quickly and would do anything to save my family. That's why I'm being exploited. Very hard shootings. Shootings that no other porn actress wants to do. I might even be scammed at shootings and much more. Lots of options to play out. Very kink friendly and open to rougher things.

Prompt 2

Paying my husbands debts. Thanks to my husband's work, we were always a wealthy family. But what I didn't know was that he was out gambling with his friends every weekend. Recently, this got out of hand. He was betting more and more money and he ended up losing it. But it got worse. His addiction led him to take a loan from a feared businessman. He is known for lending people like my husband money to gamble with. But he wants his money back quickly with high interest rates. If he doesn't get it, there are consequences. My husband gambled this money away too and ended up with no money in his account and a huge debt to this businessman. Since he couldn't pay the debt, we will soon get a surprise visit from debt collectors and since we can't pay, we have to find another solution. Suddenly I show up and the debt collectors got an idea how we can pay it back. I’ve never thought this would happen, but the businessman’s debt collectors don’t leave without a payment or something that resembles a payment. Do I have a choice? This can be also very rough.

Prompt 3

The new neighbor who does Onlyfans. You are one of the most popular adult content creators on the Internet right now. Your Onlyfans account is one of the most subscribed in the world. Your life has changed completely. From a cheap apartment in the city, you can now afford a mansion in a fancy neighborhood. Every day you could shoot videos with different female adult creators or even fans. You have it all. That's what you thought when you moved in. All that money and sex with different female artists is great, but is that all you want in your life? I'm going to live right next door to you with my husband. Every day I saw other girls in your mansion. Sometimes I even heard loud moaning from your bedroom. I know what you probably do there, but I have no idea who you are or about your Onlyfans account. I don’t even know what Onlyfans is. We don't know each other yet, but that will change very soon. Maybe you'll introduce yourself to your neighbors and we'll get to know each other there? Or maybe you'll see me while I'm tanning in the backyard wearing a bikini? Sooner or later you'll only have eyes for me. The older white married woman next door will change your life once again. Are you going to make a pass at me? Try to steal me away from my husband? Maybe we shoot together for your onlyfans? Lots of ways to play it out!

Interested? Reach out to me via dm or chat. We can talk about changes/edits in the prompts. I’m only roleplaying over discord! I‘m also open for your ideas!

Hi! I’m a 31-year-old male who’s been fascinated by the idea of size-based roleplay for a long time. Specifically, I want to explore the fantasy of being shrunken down to a few inches tall and entirely at the mercy of a towering, powerful woman. I’m looking for someone who loves to take control, tease, and get creative with a power imbalance that’s both sensual and exciting.

Here’s a scene I’d love to play out: I wake up groggily in an unfamiliar setting. As my vision clears, I realize I’m no longer in my bedroom but instead standing on a vast, carpeted plain. The ceiling stretches impossibly high above me, and before I can comprehend what’s happening, the ground begins to quake. In the distance, I see you—an enormous, goddess-like figure—striding towards me with a mischievous grin. You tower over me, easily hundreds of times my size. You kneel down, eyes sparkling with amusement as you inspect your tiny catch.

From here, you might decide to tease me endlessly about my new predicament, perhaps testing my durability by lightly pinning me under your finger or lifting me effortlessly in the palm of your hand. Maybe you give me “tasks” to entertain yourself, or perhaps you just want to play with your new toy however you see fit.

We can build on this or come up with new ideas together. I’m very open to discussing scenes that excite both of us! I love detailed storytelling and roleplay with emotional, playful, or even slightly darker twists—whatever fits your mood.

What I’m looking for: • A female partner who’s enthusiastic about size-based dynamics and enjoys taking control. • Someone who loves teasing, power play, and creative scenarios. • I’m open to either short-term scenes or something that can develop over time.

Hard limits: • No vore, scat, or anything involving excessive violence.

If this fantasy excites you, I’d love to hear from you! Let’s brainstorm more ideas and create a memorable roleplay together. Shoot me a DM if you’re interested.

The king sized bed creals rhythmically with each of my trusts into you, our business casual clothes scattered around the room.

It's been a long time coming, honestly. Years of being joking about being work spouses, occasionally almost crossing the line on more than one occasion. Our exes instinctually knew the connection we had and resented it.

On all fours now you let out a satisfied whimper as you look back at me, locking eyes as I pound you, my fingertips digging into the soft skin of your hips as I hold you in place. "Oh, fuck," you quietly let slip, "right there."

You don't have to tell me twice, I think to myself.

So what did it finally take? A conference for work with just the two of us being sent. The alignment of us both being single at the same time. Maybe a couple of drinks. Is it a bad idea? Probably, but I'm certainly not regretting things as I reach up and grab a handful of hair at the base of your skull, pulling it, and forcing your back to arch even more. And from the sound of it neither are you.

Hey all! I want to play out a good old fashioned coworker hook up. Obviously I'd like to start at the beginning rather than just jumping in here. Let's figure out what our dynamic is, how these two finally got here.

I play in the first person and would prefer the same with my partner. I prefer chats over DMs but I also understand the chats are not the best so whatever works for you. I just ask that you be over 25.

As for myself I'm fairly vanilla with a little bit extra. I love rough sex, anal, spanking, dirty talk, risky unprotected sex, outfit control, and just overall being casual and maybe a bit goofy. My limits are noncon, vore, gore, bathroom stuff, and generally anything that isn't grounded or realistic.

So if this sounds good to you, feel free to shoot me a message! And let me know what the last good show you watched was so I know you read this entire post.

Hello! So I like a lot of different ideas right now it can be hard to choose. Especially when many of them are almost opposite. Like sometimes I want to play with the cute innocent girl next door and open her up to a whole world of experiences. Other times I want the dirty trashy slut to blow bubbles with my cum.

Anyway. I’ll list a selection of scenes and just let me know which ones you’d like to flesh out and play. Or of course if you have your own idea I’d love to hear that. I’ll put these in order of tamest first and getting darker as we go.

Work place crush.

We’ve worked together for a while now. There’s always been an understanding or mutual attraction but we both know work place romances aren’t a good idea. Maybe we’ve got a stressful project to work on. Maybe temptation is just too great. Maybe we just skip the romance part and say it’s just fucking so it’s fine. Who knows but somehow this sexual tension that’s built up for a long time is going to get released.

Going behind her back

My girlfriend has some really hot friends. You all hang out all the time and are a really tight group. So of course you’ve heard about our sex life. One day she’s complaining about me being too rough in the bedroom. Or wanting to try something that she thinks is gross. But the idea had you squirming in your seat. We’re such a good couple. You don’t want us to break up. So if you can give me what I need then it’s actually protecting her relationship. You’re just being a good friend by helping me act out my fantasies. Right?

Corruption

I’m an older trusted male in your life. Could be a father figure or teacher. Boyfriends dad. Something think that. You grew up very sheltered so now you’re an adult you’ve found there are gaps in your understanding. Thats where I come in. I’m always kind and friendly to you. Always listen and don’t judge. Whenever you want to understand boys a bit better you ask me to explain it and I do and give advice. I’ll explain about how boys see you. About how to send messages by what you wear and how you stand and walk. I’ll help you practice. I’ll make sure you are ready for whatever they want so you don’t embarrass yourself.

Reluctantly seduced

“Look I don’t know what you think is going on here but I’m a happily married men…yes happily….thats none of your business….even so it doesn’t mean I can slept with someone else much less my intern. What are you anyway, 18? …19. Right sooo much better….don’t, don’t touch me there…well yes I’m hard but that doesn’t mean I want this…fuck. Please….fine. But I’ll warn you. You asked for this. Get on your fucking knees”

Whether you like it or not

Some girls are just too pretty to resist. And some guys are too ugly to tolerate. There’s no way any girl would willingly be with me. So I try to see the flaws in them too. Convince myself that they’d be shit and not worth it. But you. I can’t find fault in you. I’m obesssed. I need you. Maybe I can show you the real me under this ugly bastard facade. But even if you hate me I’m still going to fuck you. I’m going to take the most beautiful creature and do the most horrible things by the time I’m done you’ll never want to leave anyway.

The willing and eager accomplice

Sex can be busy and complicated. You’re so involved in the moment you miss out on appreciating the beauty of what’s happening. Sure you can record things and watch it back. But there’s nothing quiet like a live show. Seeing people writhe and pant and really fuck. Not this sweet gentle love making. No, real brutal hate fucking. Where the girl is struggling to take it but the man is just too powerful. Seeing his muscles flex. His jaw tight with determination. She doesn’t stand a chance poor girl. She never did. Not from the moment you picked her out at the club. Brought her a drink. Invited her back to your place. It was all a ploy. Part of a routine you’ve done so many times. They call you a gender traitor. An accomplice. But is it your fault you get so turned on watching me force myself on other women?

The only things I’m not really into is other guys fucking me. But pretty much everything else is negotiable so if you want to incorporate your weird little kink feel free. Even if it doesn’t turn me on I’ll be willing to give it a go.

Hey! So i’ve been looking to do a scene where you get DPed by me and a guy you hate, we’ll call him Rob unless you want another name. However in this scenario you actually end up submitting to the dominant fucking of the guy you hate. We can make it a raceplay thing too.

1. We would play college students, back home for the summer break. You decide to host a huge house party whilst your parents are away for the next few weeks. You and I flirt for a while and even make out a couple of times. Among the attendants is a guy who used to be a bit of a nerd but has turned into a bit of an obnoxious ‘player’ since college. He is also trying to flirt with you, maybe even giving the both of us coke to loosen you up. We get to the end of the party and it’s just the three of us, eventually you can’t resist him but don’t want me to be left out so you suggest we both fuck you. However, you clearly favour him, submitting completely to his rough treatment

2. It would follow a similar theme of you submitting to Rob and becoming his slut during a DP but would instead take place at a club. You would be drunk and out with your friends on the dance floor when Rob gets behind you, grinding and groping until he gets you to sneak into the men’s room with you. He fucks your face before cumming and heading back inside, leaving you horny and wanting more of his cock. You instead end up flirting with me and after a few drinks we head out to the back alley to fuck only to be interrupted by Rob who stumbles up on us and you’re all too eager to have him join in

My kinks are rough sex, gangbangs, degradation/humiliation, public, cheating, corruption, sloppy facefucking, filming, spit, spanking, slapping, choking, hairpulling and non/dub-con turned con whilst my limits are scat, gore and animals

"Whoa whoa whoa, where do you think you're going, Mister? Aren't you forgetting something?" I hear my Mom's voice coming from the living room as I try to walk past towards the front door, my keys jingling. It's Friday, which means what I want to be doing, (hitting the bar, seeing movies, flirting), and what I'm obligated to be doing are different. It's Date Night.

Date Night started about a year and a half after Dad passed, right around the time I was supposed to go off to college. She'd come up to my room dressed to the nines and asked if I wanted to go out to dinner with her, her treat as a little 'date'. She'd emphasized date quite a lot through dinner and the drive home, except she didn't drive us home. Instead, she drove us to a hotel room a few miles away where she proceeded to show me how a truly successful first date should end.

Looking back, it was a way for Mom to keep me in town and be sure she wouldn't be left alone in her great house. In the beginning, what college aged male wouldn't turn down what Date Night offered? I sure didn't, I was over the moon. But it's been several years and honestly, it's become more chore than pleasure these days.

"No where..." I reply finally, putting my keys back on the kitchen counter before making my way towards the living room. I'd have to text my friends and let them know something came up, just like I had last week, and the week before that.

"Well don't sound too excited about it, Jake." I could hear the disdain in her voice, but I knew asking to skip date night would set her over the edge from annoyed to furious. "You know, a lot of kids your age would kill for our little arrangement." she chided, sitting up and adjusting her robe as she waggled a finger at me.

I nod, playing the part of the chastised son. "Of course, you're right." After all, it wasn't the end of the world, it was just routine. "Sorry, I didn't mean to sound ungrateful." I found I meant it too. I know you're doing what you think is best for both of us, keeping me from partying the only way you know how just to keep me safe.

"Good, that's better." She says, a smile forming on her pretty lips. "Now, do you want me to suck your cock first, or do you think you can get it up for your old Mom? Lord knows I need a proper lay after the week I've had."

Hello and thanks for reading. Today I'm hoping to play out the above prompt with a like minded partner that wants to develop the story and characters to really bring it to life.

The main idea, if it wasn't obvious, is that your character and mine started doing a date night every week so that my character wouldn't move across the country to start college. Instead, I stayed at home and went to the local community college and probably got a part time job.

After a few years, I've started to sour to the set up. Maybe I'm feeling trapped or unfulfilled, maybe I've met someone that I've fallen for. You've definitely noticed, but have been unwilling to change the arrangement. I'd love to explore the characters and their relationship as it continues to grow and evolve.

I'm willing to add your kinks the the story beyond the incest and casual sex aspects I've written in.

If this interests you, please send me a DM (not a chat) with what interests you the most about the prompt, some character ideas as well as your kinks and limits. I'm looking forward to hearing from you and working together.

Like clockwork, every Monday and Friday, I hire a masseuse to help me with my stress. I am an accountant working in a high-pressure job, and those sessions are my little oasis in a sea of numbers and deadlines. It's always been professional, very by-the-book, until today.

It was another Friday afternoon when she arrived, Anna, the masseuse. She had been coming to my office for months now. Her hands were skilled, and she knew exactly how to ease the tension from my shoulders. Everything was always so normal and routine, but today felt different. The stress had been building up, and I could feel it gnawing at me more than usual.

As Anna started her usual routine, her hands working methodically on my back, I felt a pang of curiosity mixed with my stress. I had never thought of asking her personal questions before, but today was different. My mind, clouded with pressure, made me ask, "Anna, do you ever get special requests from your clients? Like, for more than just a massage?"

Anna paused for a moment, her hands still on my back. I could feel her hesitation, but she continued, her voice a bit softer than usual. "Sometimes, yes. People can be very... creative with their requests." I was taken aback. "Creative? What do you mean? Like what kind of things?"

She continued, her tone careful, "Well, some people ask for different kinds of relaxation or suggest a more intimate experience. It is rare, but it happens." My heart raced a little, not just from the massage but from the thrill of the conversation. I had never thought of it this way before. "Have you ever considered doing something different, something... more?"

There was a brief silence before she replied, "I always keep things professional. It's important for me and my clients."

I nodded, though my mind was swirling. "I understand. It’s just that... well, I’ve been feeling so much pressure lately. It’s been hard to handle."

Hi!

Thanks for taking the time to read this story. I’m seeking a masseuse to care for my body in this massage session. It can be a pretty simple roleplay or something for us to have a long-term scenario. I would enjoy both scenarios.

Let’s discuss this story together! Reddit PMs are preferred. Discord is also available, and I would like to actually take the roleplay into that medium. Let’s discuss this story along with our kinks and limits.

I hope to read from you soon!

You kidnap me off the street one night taking me back to your basement lab. I’m strapped down and I have no idea where I am. I wake up to see you standing over me with a large smile on your face. You tell me I’m your newest doll to be transformed, and that we must start immediately. You reach for a table full of surgical tools sex toys and some things that I don’t quite recognize. I scream as you start to “perfect me”

My dream my whole is to be forced into a full suit have it sealed and have the suit become my new skin. I want to be forced to be less the human. A slave only good for sex and pain. The suit would be black mated with holes for my tits ass pussy and mouth nothing else. I’d just be your helpless blind toy.

You can be whoever you want maybe you’re an obsessed doctor who had his funding cut. Maybe you work for some far off government and needs results, maybe you just think it’s fun it’s completely up to you.

I’ll just okay myself you can check my profile if you wanna see a pic of me

My kinks are latex, bdsm, pain, Anal, non con, fisting, medical play, bimbofacation, and so much more.

My only limit is no bathroom and animals please.

A few hours after losing consciousness, Wonder Woman slowly awoke, her mind still fuzzy from the gas, and what had happened in the factory with the kidnapped woman seemed to have been a strange dream to her... So opening her eyes groggily, Diana felt comfortable as if she were in a soft bed, then trying to rub her eyes, the young woman raised an eyebrow as she couldn't use her fingers. At that moment, she opened her eyes in shock and realized that both her hands were in pik mittens preventing her from using her fingers. The young woman was now wearing a lot of make-up making her face look innocent and ultra girly. Her face was paler, her cheeks had pink dots painted on them, she had mascara as well as eyeliner making her eyes look adorable but most of all her lips were painted a bright pink..." Her hair was in two braids hung with two pink ribbons. but the worst part was the ridiculous pink choker around her neck that had a little bell on it... Completely panicking, she sat up and lifted her blanket to discover that she was in a ridiculous pink frilly dress, completely distraught, Diana realised that she had been kidnapped and quickly got up from the bed but immediately lost her balance and fell to the floor. Groaning, she tried to stand up and realised to her horror that she was wearing 4-inch pink high heels that were locked with tiny heart-shaped padlocks... The young woman then tried in vain to remove them until she heard the door open, making her shiver. At that moment Toyman wearing his doll mask entered the ridiculously girly room and said in a terrifyingly childish voice "oh you're awake miss Prince, I couldn't wait to play with you... how do you like your new room? Lovely isn't it?" »

Several weeks later… Diana Prince, once known as Wonder Woman, stepped into the playroom, adorned in a pink frilly corset doll dress that hugged her curves delicately. The dress cascaded down in layers of tulle, accentuating her femininity. Long pink gloves and mittens adorned her arms, making her movements appear even more graceful. Her doll-like makeup accentuated her features, with cherry lips and cheeks dusted with pink dots, giving her the appearance of a porcelain doll. Her hair was styled into vintage curls adorned with pink ribbons, framing her face perfectly. Pink ballet heels adorned her feet, adding to her doll-like appearance, while precious jewelry, including a frilly pink choker collar with the word “Dolly” written on it…While a pretty heart-shaped plug was buried deep in her arse, reminding her at every step that she belonged to Toyman...

As she entered, the Toyman greeted her with a smile, surrounded by other living dolls and toys. Diana blushed with embarrassment then she crossed her legs and curtsied elegantly as their eyes widened in amazement at her transformation. Toyman: “Ah, my dear Diana, you look absolutely stunning. Such a vision of femininity and obedience. Come, join us for a tea party.” Diana’s heart raced as she approached the Toyman, her steps careful and deliberate, a result of weeks of training. She took her place beside him, feeling his hand delicately taking hers, guiding her to sit down. Toyman: Gently lifting her chin and kissing her “My little doll, were you bored without me?” Diana: Whispering in a submissive voice “Yes, Master. Your little doll missed you terribly.”

Hi! Would anyone be interested in doing a rp where toyman (you) kidnaps Wonder Woman or another de heroine (Batgirl/supergirl) and turns her into an obedient and girly doll? The story takes place in the episode entitled "fun and games" of the Superman animated series, (season 1 episode 4). Superman faces his first direct supervillain threat, as Winslow Scott Jr. seeks to exact revenge as the DCAU's reinterpretation of Toyman. Toyman first comes to Superman's attention when he attacks Bruno Mannheim, a local gangster, but the situation soon escalates when he kidnaps Lois lane. So he kidnaps an incredibly successful and beautiful young up and coming Heroine to become his pampered, spoiled doll. She's so pretty after all. Best not to waste that aspect of her doing man stuff when she could be living a life of Fun. She's like a pet. A doll. So pretty, delicate and needing to be kept safe! I was thinking of doing a scenario a bit like in the animated series, where toyman captured Wonder Woman, Toyman could then progressively inject her with products to make her slowly docile, or more simply force her to become his doll by blackmailing her. I especially like the idea of seeing the evolution of the heroine and her transformation from tomboy to obedient girly doll.

Indeed one of the things I expect from this rp is the training and the formation she will receive to make her the perfect Girly Doll, obedient, graceful and feminine, in short everything she would have hated to become! Maybe her master will decide to give her a new name? Maybe she will be forced to stay still and silent for hours, tied up or in an unpleasant position to learn respect and discipline? Maybe she will be Forced to act like a cute four-legged pet and dance to entertain her master? So many possibilities and don't hesitate to give me your ideas!

The idea of this rp is really to have the classic pattern of a beautiful woman falling into the hands of a (disgusting), perverted man. I want the rp to have a slow build up and break down so that there is eventually some sort of Stockholm syndrome, I also want Diana to be fully aware of what is happening to her but unable to do anything about it, making things even more interesting. In this rp the main themes will be feminization and corruption, the idea is really for me to turn lois from a tomboyish, feisty heroin into a sexy, girly doll belonging to the man she hated the most. I would like a long term rp where she learns her duties from her master while discovering the life of a obedient doll.

The aim of this RP is to provide an in-depth look at the life of toyman's doll, especially Wonder Woman, who will become his most prized possession. She will learn to accompany him everywhere and to be displayed like the rare doll for all to see, making her master proud and even more powerful.

Thanks for reading. I'd like to play a hardcore tomboy "heroine" who, for whatever reason, ends up in the girliest setting imaginable. The key theme are hyper feminization and dollification. I'm also willing to change heroines like with Supergirl or Batgirl And for the kink ans limits i was thinking of: • Dollification - this includes things like outfit control, makeup control, hair control, and everything that has to do with modifying one's appearance.

• Princessification - • Gowns/dresses/feminine clothing - • Layered clothing - • gags - blackmail • Public bondage/humiliation - • Vibrators/sex toys -buttplug • Clothing and accessories • ballet boots/heels, tall heels • corsets -Ddlg • stockings and gloves -ballerina • ribbons and hairbands • jewelry like • Misogyny/feminization/domestication • Leash and collar • Multiple penetration • Clothed sex • Multiple orgasms/forced orgasms • Non-con • Maids • Name calling • Slave play/cum play • pet play (kitty/puppy/pony) Limits: vore, incest, feet, vomit, shrinking watersport I just like when proud tomboy heroines are forced to dress as girly doll. Please send a detailed message of what you expect from the rp, your kinks and limits as well as your idea for the rp. Also include the words "My Precious New Little Doll" so I know you read everything ^ The more exciting, vivid, and creative you are, the better chance you have at getting a response.

There is something that just hits so different about a fat titted whore on her knees when she just doesn’t give up. Knowing she could leave but choosing to stay, kissing your stomach while your thick cock throbs and pulsates between her bulging tits. Breathing hard and ignoring their owner while you pump out what feels what could be the dozenth load for the day.

Feeling the slick warm curves of that absolute valley of cleavage while it’s slathered in a filthy combination of lube, spit, sweat and cum. Knowing what a disgusting and vile mess she must be in but you can feel her tongue gliding across the swollen glands of your cock while you carry on streaming and gaming like nothing is at odds with the situation.

Maybe those mammoth whoremelons are bound and roped into place so they’re forced to bulge, distending around soft supple coils of rope to keep her trapped as a cum dumpster all day after losing a bet. Maybe she asked for the chance thinking it would help us both form a relationship or it’s a friends mother who’s come around to check on the share house her shut in son lives in, and he’s unaware just how long she spends at the share house.

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Hey DPP, I’ve got the entire day and am looking for someone who enjoys being a massive titted fucktoy and cumdump for a guy who barely sees you as human and cares more about streaming and video games then backing his cock off enough to let you breath. I am happy to chat about kinks beyond those implied and don’t often let reality get in the way of a good story. My limits are scat and gore.

Hey there ;)

Please send me a DM, not a chat. Also, please be cis female and from Europe or close to it (no exceptions, sorry). I also prefer smaller girls over chubby ones.

I'd like to talk to an innocent girl about her naughty side, to coax it out and make you embrace it in a safe environment. Maybe I could even teach you a bit about how to play with yourself and introduce you to sexting. Short or long term, though I definitely prefer the latter. If you're in it for the long run, I'm also looking to talk to you on a daily basis, to get to know you. Chat about your day, ask what you had for dinner, if you've been a good girl and did your chores/errands, things like that.

I'm a 41 year old guy from Northern Germany. I'm tall (2.02m/6'7ish), have a dad bod, a well trimmed beard that's starting to go gray, short and curly hair. People tell me I have a pleasant voice and nice hands. I'd like to think of myself as patient, considerate and understanding, though I can be firm if I need to be. My humour is situational and can get a little dark, but I mostly know my limits. I'm into all kinds of nerdy shit, including but not limited to Horror, SciFi, technology, biology, mythology and a bunch more -ology's. I love to game, watch shows and movies, have a little herb garden when it's not freezing outside, and enjoy cooking new and exciting varieties of... mostly soup, lately :P

If you respond, please tell me where you are from, how you look, and what you are looking for on here. The more details, the better, though I'm not expecting a novel :P Low effort messages ("Hi", "hello" etc.) will be ignored.

[M4A][PlayingF] Mom takes care of her fat son

DO NOT JUMP STRAIGHT INTO RP

Hey there!

I'm your average 20 year old. Well a little bigger than average. Yes, I may not be going to college and yes I may have just barely passed, but my mom tells me that what I've done is more than enough and that she's proud of me. I'm not athletic either, pretty far from it actually. I'm fat... Very fat. And the person who is the proudest of me for that is my mom.

Basically, I want to play a fat virgin loser son whose mom is overprotective of him and pampers him a lot. My dad would obviously hate this a lot and scold me and yell at me but mom would always jump to my defense.

She would always take care of me. Soon, she would begin to teach me about sex, teach me how to take care of my pp and many other things.

I m looking for someone to play the mom. We can discuss plot further. Don't just send hi hello, send your kinks and limits and ideas for plot. Don't jump straight into the plot. She may tease and humiliate me would only be because she loves me. She may even show me off to her friends in the kitty party. I want this to be a loving relationship not a hateful one. Need a mommy who can take care of me.

You've known each other for so many years now, that it was almost like we're closer to each other than our own siblings even. We've been very close to each other, shared so many personal aspects of our lives that it feels like we're inseparable. And for years, we've been planning that when we get to college, we will be roommates. We can't possibly imagine living with some strangers and random people when we're already such good friends. It just makes so much sense to live together.

We're now about to move in together in a few days, as our college is starting very soon. I've been busy trying to sort my stuff and getting all that I would need the most there.

I see a text notification pop up on my phone. It was from you! You were asking me if I wanted to go out for dinner with you today, as you had something very important that we needed to talk about. And of couse, I instantly agreed. We figure out a time and a place and meet up there.

"Well.. We're of course very good friends, but you're still a male, and I'm a female living alone with you... What I'm trying to say is that I would feel a little unsafe with our arrangement"

I'm shocked, as I wasn't expecting this to be the subject of it. My own friend, the one who I consider even closer to my sister, now explaining to me how she would feel unsafe sharing an apartment with me.

"W- what do you mean?" I ask with a very confused tone.

"I have a suggestion.." She says, as she reaches to her bag and she pulls out a chastity cage, setting that on the table in front of me. "You would have to wear this at all times, with only me having the key to unlock it"

I'm just so speechless at this point. I can't even think of a response, as I look down at it.

"You can take it home with you and think about it. If you agree, then you put it on, and send me a picture of it.. If not, then I understand, but we won't unfortunately be able to become roommates" She explains, making it very clear to me that it's the only way she would ever agree to live with me.

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Hey there! Hope you enjoyed reading through my post. The premise is pretty simple and straightforward, but open to so many possibilites that we can explore depending on what kinks you're into and how you want usw to take this. Whether you want to be a cruel femdom, or more of a gentle one, is up to you.

Kinks: Chastity, femdom, sph, cuckolding, humiliation, forced nudity, casual nudity, CFNM, teasing, bikinis, feet, toilet play, filming, getting exposed, and so many more.

I realize some of my kinks are more on the extreme side, so they're not all required. I'm happy to go with whatever kink you're into and want to include.

I hope to hear from you :)

It's kinda funny. The moment you step into an elevator, everyone's eyes always dart up to the flashing indicators above. They all kinda slink to opposite sides of the lift, as far away from others, until it starts to get full -- then they have no choice.

As I step into the elevator, I see you and I avert my gaze quickly, because you are absolutely breathtaking in that form-fitting black dress, the Louboutin stilettos that accentuate the fuck out of your calves. Immediately, I find myself doing that dance -- I want to drink every curve of you in with my eyes -- but I don't want you to know that I'm looking. And you know you've got me looking -- but you appreciate that I'm at least attempting discretion.

I don't slink away to a corner either, I stand behind you, just to your left. And as I pass, your fragrance flutters around in my nostrils -- ever so slight and enough to make me yearn to be closer. My hand almost grazes yours and though we never touch, I feel the slightest shock on my skin.

In the reflective door, I double check my outfit. The gray single breasted jacket and navy slacks, are tailored to a perfect fit, one that accentuates my understated strength. I check my cufflinks, and fix my collar, and then I meet your gaze -- eyes that flash with a hit of mischief and your freshly reapplied lipstick, dabbed with a rolling of your lips -- and smile at you.

"You heading for the event on the roof as well?" I ask before extending a hand your way. "The name's Monroe."

You introduce yourself, politely, but still a bit guarded and extend your hand into mine. Your hand, so soft, so delicate and smooth, fits into mine almost perfectly.

It wraps around my girth even better, I'm sure. Barely even able to get her fingers around it. Stroking slowly, coaxing the precum from the tip.

I resist the urge to smile at you, despite being lost in the fantasy of your touch. The elevator chime snaps me from my reverie to the present as the elevator doors open. This is clearly your destination as it is mine. We take the same turn and find ourselves practically arm in arm as we stroll along the velvety carpet to sounds of live music and good times.

"I'm almost inclined to say you overdressed for the occasion. But I appreciate a woman who takes her fashion seriously." Our eyes lock, and a thrill of excitement courses down my spine.

The rhythmic sounds of flesh on flesh, heavy breathing, the sloppy, shlicking noises. Moans of ecstasy. And all of the eye contact. She wants him to cum. He's not going to until she does.

"And I appreciate a man who knows what he wants," You say to me, an edge of seduction in your voice. I couldn't tell if it was the smirk, or the most subtle of lip bites, but the look you give me -- laced with lust and desire can only be called one thing...

...Trouble.

I read an invitation and I move towards you. Pulling you close, pressing my body on yours, running my hand from the nape of your neck through your hair. Then I kiss you, fully. Deeply, with just a tease of tongue. There's a bit of surprise, before you melt into the kiss. Before it turns into a lewd display, I’m pulling away, grazing your bottom lip with my teeth.

"I hope you have a good evening," I say as a group of friends call out to me from the bar.Then like that, we part. And I leave you there at the threshold of this posh rooftop lounge, unsure if I'll ever see you again -- content with the story of our briefest connection -- and lamenting the fact that I didn't see if our kiss would lead us into more trouble.

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If you've read this far, Thanks for reading!

I left a bit of details out of this because I'm hoping to craft a story. Is this a wedding reception? Is this a business mixer? Is this a school reunion? I wrote it with the idea that this was simply a business mixer. Are you a new coworker? Are you my new boss? Are you my boss's wife? There are quite a few different ways this could go. So who are you, and what kind of event do you think leads to the most fun?

Surprise me.

Looking for something that's front loaded with story, for set up and the like, and back ended with all of the smut.

Kinks: cheating, clothed sex, hotel sex, possibly public sex, flirting, shifting power dynamics, good writing

Hard Limits: underage characters, blood, violence, watersports, scat, animals

I prefer Reddit DM over Chat if you're interested.

Hope to hear from you.

-M

Want to talk about what kind of lingerie you are wearing at the moment? Want to go into the details why it makes you feel sexy and better about yourself? Want to share what kind of collection you have? Do you have a favourite piece or set? Feel like talking about the more finer delicate points of the sensuality and provocativeness? Want to discuss why wearing lingerie is more sexy than being completely naked? Do you look forward to taking of your bra after work? What do you wear afterwards? Do you sleep in your lingerie or do you having a favourite outfit? Maybe you even like corsets and want to expand on that whole different world? Maybe you are looking for some new ideas or suggestions so you can extend you collection? Do you prefer thongs or g strings over briefs or hipsters? How so? Maybe you don't like to wear it at all and see it as a necessary evil, as a practical requirement. Let me try to convince you otherwise. Sharing and reliving the first time lingerie made you feel sexy and confident is always encouraged.

Feel free to contact me and let's see where the conversation takes us, could be a casual chat, a RP focused on lingerie and sensuality, could be me rating some of your sets,.....

Kinks: lingerie, sensuality, passion, cleavage, .....many more that we can explore

Limits: underage, vore, gore, toilet related stuff, incest, beastiality,....

All participants must be 20+

Looking forward to expand on this easily forgotten but highly arousing topic

Note that any of my other topics/RP are also always open....

Introduction ::

Good Evening DPP! I hope you're all good and this message meets you well! I'm going to again try and keep my YAPPING to a minimum so I don't bore you lol. Since I've been "back" I've not put out a single Femdom post which is absolutely unacceptable! I call myself a switch but deep down in my heart I know I'm a good boy that has some dom tendencies and cravings. Hell, maybe I am a switch LOL. I just realized I went on that merry go round for no reason LMAO. See what I'm saying? YAPPING

ANYWAYS

This post contains some of my favorite ideas and Ideas I'd love to explore with the right partner. I do want to stress that as much as this post has a myriad of ideas, if you don't like my stuff but thing we'd make good partners, don't hesitate to reach out, PLEASE. I'd love to write with you, brainstorm with you and/or explore. Be it something you got from reading one of my ideas or one of your own cravings. Like the title says, this is based around Femdom but I'm still looking for a good amount of romance and affection outside the bedroom. Of course you could play whatever personality you want. A sweet, soft, affectionate woman, a colder harsher woman that learns to love; I'm open to creativity but I do love love, affection, innuendo, banter and romance in my stories ❤

Please Please Please put some effort into your message. No one liners I'm BEGGING and also, try as much as possible to reach out through messages anddd attach your kinks and limits ❤

The Stories ::

1.) Neighbors (Inspired by the movie Entergalactic) ::  My character is 24 year old Artist and Writer. He studied Art and Creative Writing in college, leaving with strong dreams of becoming a Screen Play Writer and a Story Board Artist; Faint dreams of becoming a director as well. He started off working a 9-5 but after a couple years of that life and building connections within the industry, he decided to go on his own.

Now he freelances as a writer and artist. He recently just moved into a brand new apartment building. Your character lives right beside or across him. They never really cross paths because their schedule's are so different. When he's leaving, she's already left or she's cooped up inside and the same the other way round. They finally come across one another when she locks herself out of her apartment on accident coming out to get a delivery. 

She leaves her phone and wallet inside and after a good amount of time thinking, she decides to knock on the door across ( or beside ) her for help. My character helps her get back into her apartment one way or another and that's how they first come across one another. Would definitely love to build this out; Maybe your character offers to take him out for dinner as a thank you? Maybe while the door is being unlocked, they have a conversation and it leads to them finding common interests?

Another version of this idea is my character having no help from the movers during the day he is meant to move in. He is clearly having a tough time carrying the boxes up the stairs and even though your character doesn't necessarily help him, maybe she comes out because she hears all the noise from across the hall and playfully teases him as her way of motivating him to carry the boxes up.

Maybe she offers some lemonade for when he's done? Maybe she jus engages in some light conversation with him and they form a bit of a rapport? There are a few different ways we can go with this.

2.) College Love :: (More than Happy to Flip this into a my character being popular and your character being the loner or simplifying the plot to them just meeting in class or something of that nature.) For this, I'm thinking my character and yours mostly have the same classes and while your character is a popular girl, life of the party, mine is a loner; Not by design. He just comes to class, sits at the back and leaves, goes back to his apartment outside of the college when it's done. He has a few friends he's with from time to time and a few others he can sit with but mostly, he's alone.

There are a good amount of rumors going around about him, most of it aren't true. One thing nobody knows though is he's a musician. He comes back to the college when everyone has gone back to their accommodations to make music in the music room in the college. Your character hears this at some point and can't believe it's him making the music.

She comes back often enough; one thing she can't deny, she loves his music. She always finds herself moving over to the music room on campus where they practice. Hiding, listening through the walls, maybe even developing a little crush as well. Eventually, I'm thinking we meet in the music room when she decides to come watch the real thing live or backstage at one of the small shows my character does on campus.

3.) Rapper x Celebrity :: (Craving) My character is a 24 year old rapper. He didn't really have much of an affinity for music besides listening to it until he turned about 19. He made his first song with a couple of his best friends that were actively chasing music as a joke. Well, he was joking, they took it semi-serious. The song came out and did extremely well on SoundCloud. They convinced him to put out a few more songs that year and the receptions to those songs were better than the last and he just kept going. 

Now he's 5 years deep into his career. He put out his debut studio album at 21 and it had rave reviews. He's an extremely respected artist even at his young age and with just one album out.

After his first album, he for the most part, lost his muse and after three years of features here and there, he's gearing up to release his second album. There's a lot of uncertainty about the new album from the outside. People are wondering, is it going to be as good as the first? has he lost his touch? After 3 years is he the same artist? and to be honest, he's struggling with the pressure as well.

For this idea, depending on what you want your character's job to be (which is completely up to you; Actress, Athlete, Musician, Media Person, Model, anything you can think of.) I'm thinking my character meets yours at a release party for another artist, exclusive birthday party of a celebrity or a movie premiere.

I'd be open to your character being in a rocky part of their career, them being extremely successful or being somewhere in the middle. I really don't want to put you into a box with your character. I'm thinking they meet and we can build their relationship, how they fall in love and the growth of their careers as well!

4.) Dean of Students/Member of Staff :: My character is a sophomore at your university. He's on a basketball scholarship; Full ride.

The school absolutely love him. They pulled out all the stops to get him there and are pulling out all the stops to keep him there.

The basketball team and the town and extremely tight knit. Extremely. The people that live around are very invested and very passionate about the team. The basketball team has been bad for a long time but with the University snagging him, there's hope.

They genuinely think he can lead them to a state championship and he even has some NBA buzz around him. After a lot of deliberation about his accommodation, they decided not to let him stay in the dorms or an apartment because they need to know what they're star athlete is up to.  They need someone to keep an eye on him and who better than the Dean of Students?

They convince you to host their new student in your home. I'm thinking as soon as we meet, the chemistry and attraction is undeniable and it honestly feels like it's just a matter of time until we both give in. 

I'm very much open to this just being a regular basketball star x member of staff thing as well!

5.)Business Partners :: (Craving) This is written as my character partnering up with an older, more experienced woman but I'm definitely open to both our characters being up and coming!

My character created a Media and Publishing company immediately after leaving college at 22. Now, two years later, his company is making immense waves in both industries. His Movies, Tv Shows and Books have started garnering a cult following as well. His name and the name of his company is out there and although the company is expanding faster than he could've ever dreamed, he still feels like there is another step to take but he just didn't know what it was. 

Until he heard from industry sources that your company was looking for a partner. He is a big big fan of yours and he saw it as a great opportunity to work with someone more experienced and much more successful than he was in the industry. He applied for a meeting and got the call back. 

I'm thinking for this, your character of course owns her own company. Ideally, she would be older than my character by at least a decade but I can be talked down to a few years or even the same age. Either way, Much more successful, much more experience. 

He is a huge fan and wants to partner up with your company wants to work with you, tell stories together and build a lovely work relationship.

I'm thinking both our character have struggled in their respective love lives and as soon as they meet one another, they can almost touch the tension between themselves. I would love to tell a love story of how they become a power couple and completely take over the industry or maybe leave that life behind, take all their riches, invest and start a new life together.

6.) College Professor :: (Craving) You are the Film Studies Professor. I have two ways this could be set up.

(i) The Film Studies Program is the most enrolled program in the school because every student sees it as an easy elective.

Students saw it as an elective that didn't require much work, fit their schedule perfectly and an elective they could use to boost their GPA very easily.

So every year you're stuck with students who don't take the class too seriously, don't take the material too seriously, the assignments are lazy, sloppy, some of them are even just copies of one another and even though you make the Finals tough, they always seem to end up with good grades either way and that's mostly because you're amazing at teaching the material and the handouts are very informative and easy to understand. Students who don't care can pass because you're so good at your job.

Another year is here and you're expecting another crop that don't care about the program but this time, you had no idea I was going to be a part of your new students.

I'm a Film Studies Major. I have a passion for mainly writing and directing but I also want to have a good idea of the other components. Set Design, Production, Sound etc etc.

I enroll into the University and The Program because I'm so eager to learn from you and that shows from how attentive an active I am in class and how well written and thought out my assignments are.

ii) The Film Studies Program used to be the most enrolled program in the university until you decided to put a stop to the barrage of students who didn't care that came your way every year.

You increased the work load, made the tests, assignments and Exams harder year after year and now, unless you are a Film Studies Major, it doesn't make sense to pick it up as an elective because the work is just too much.

You're still amazing at your job. At lecturing, at explaining the material, at compiling easy to understand and informative handouts but you've promised yourself you're only doing that for students who deserve it.

You expect it to be another year or no students but the first day of class I show up; a Film Studies Major that is eager and excited to learn from you.

7.) College Student and The Rich CEO :: (Craving) This Idea really only has one setup but I'm open to your ideas as well.

I'm a College Student who was meant to have his life mapped out for him by his parents. I was meant to follow in my father's footsteps, study Business Administration in University, get my masters and get a job in the field. It was perfect; my parents had it all planned out and for the longest, it seemed like it would end up that way.. Until I found Film.

It started when I was around 15. I started really getting into Movies, Tv Shows, Animations but not just as a fan, I really became intrigued by the Art. I began reading books, scripts, script breakdowns, animation breakdowns, directors interviews, cut, thought processes etc. Soon enough, I started to shoot, write and direct plays for the Drama Club, Shoot little documentaries around school. My parents saw it as a cute little hobby but I knew I had found my calling.

I tried to tell them over and over again, convince them by bringing them to the plays I'd direct in school, play some of my documentaries and short films for them. Send them some scripts but they didn't budge. They kept hammering down the same point. Business Administration. They were in for a shock when I decided to major in Film Studies.

They threatened to not pay for my tuition and I thought it was a bluff, but they were serious. That didn't deter me; i had tried to tell them for years. I went through with it. Fast Forward to now, I'm in my second year of university barely affording tuition and a shitty apartment myself by going on set as a Production Assistant, Writing, doing assignments for people and selling my art online.

It was tough but I saw it as my journey.

I don't want to put you in a box regarding your backstory and what not but I see you as a successful CEO of your own company. You worked and fought to get to where you are in life now. Instead of having lunch in your office, you decide to get some fresh air and find someplace to get a snack. You stumble on this Café. Charming, Homely and it smells like freshly baked Pastries. You decide to get something sweet along with a cup of coffee (or whatever your order is).

The Café is a spot I return to everyday during my lunch breaks and when you arrive, I'm seated in what might be the only available seat in the busy shop.

You take the seat across me, maybe initially looking for quiet and silence but very quickly, we began to talk, to converse. The conversation is smooth, easy, fun, laughs being shared, maybe even some banter and light flirting as well. Neither of us realize we both spent more time than we should've talking to one another on a 'fake date' we decide to exchange contact info and plan to have more dates on a day or at a time that fits both our schedules. (Maybe something like Fridays at 1.)

This idea can be taken further with me being shared with your best friend and it very much become some kind of a throuple between the three of us but I'm more than happy to keep it between us.

8.) The Touch Of A Colleague :: (This could easily be flipped into a Female Boss x Male Employee thing but I wanted to try something different!) So for this, I'm thinking my character is the CEO of his Media and Publishing Company. Depending on what we settle on, I could play him as a young 23-25 year old that started his company a few years ago and it has seen a meteoric rise.

Or I can play him as a seasoned late thirties to early forties man who has worked and fought tooth and nail to get his company to the point for over 20 years.

Either way, I see you character as someone who has worked for him for around a year or slightly over. Your character is the head of a department and they work closely together because of it. They have a good, friendly relationship maybe there's even some light banter in there but it is still professional.

They both know there is some attraction there or maybe they both are just extremely skilled at ignoring it. Nothing has happened though because they are professionals and could also be because your character is married/recently just got divorced.

They are beginning working on a project that is extremely important to the future of the company and maybe this extra time spent together will finally be what breaks the camels back.

9.) Sports Star Finally finds his Person. :: The idea written for this is based around an NBA player but I'm very much happy to flip it to Football/Soccer where the premise could remain the same but could also change from A prodigy at 18 who threw away his first 4 years in the sport to the lifestyle has about a year left on his contract before he is jobless and it is a huge wake up call to Discarded and Doubted professional gets traded or sold to another team and is determined to kickstart his career.

My character is a professional athlete that got drafted into the NBA at 18. He spent his first 4 years and almost the entirety of his rookie contract letting the money, the fame, and the attention get to his head. Spending lavishly, not working nearly as hard as he has to. He was still a kid. His parents tried to guide him, talk to him, but it's hard to control a multi millionaire that is barely home because of how much traveling his team does. Those four years have garnered him a reputation around the league as an extremely talented player who has a lot of potential to be great but a poor professional, poor work ethic, poor team player. He is on the last year of his rookie deal, at age 22. He is more mature and the realization of the fact he might not get another contract is setting in. He wants to be great, he realizes he probably only has a year to save his career and begin to fulfil his potential. Is a year enough to change his reputation?

Okay, those are my ideas. Like I said, I'm very open to flips, changes, brand new ideas etc etc.

I also tried my hardest not to box you in with your character. She's yours at the end of the day and I want you to have autonomy so if you want to change say, one of my celebrity ideas to your character being a fan or just a normal person, feel free!

I only as two things. One your character be taller/bigger than mine. I think I can handle them being the same height but I don't know why, smaller doms do not do it for me at all.

The other thing I ask is well more of a statement. I like thick women lol but that's not to say I'll say no to a slimmer woman, or a bigger woman. Honestly, a big ass and big tits and you're golden lol.

For my character,

Kinks: Big asses, Big Breasts, Curvy Women, Ass Worship, Body Worship, Pussy Worship, Rimming/Ass Eating (Giving), Face Sitting, Cunnilingus, Flirting, Teasing, Seduction, Rough/Passionate Sex, Loud Sex/Loud Partners, Dirty Talk/Sweet Talk, Spanking, Hair Pulling, Neck Kissing/Biting, Romance, Kissing/Make out Sessions, Cuddling, After Care, Ass Jobs (Hot Dogging), Pet Play, Mistress and Slave/Pet dynamic, Begging, Training, Women Spitting in my mouth/on my face/spit Play, Clothed Grinding, Being Called "Good Boy or Baby Boy", Dominant and Assertive women, Pegging, Anal Fingering (Giving and Receiving), Sex Toys, Musk/Sweat, Size Difference (Bigger Woman x Smaller Man; Could be a big or small difference), Physical Touch, Buildup, Praise/Degradation/Humiliation, Soft Dom/Harsh Dom, Being Talked Through Orgasms, Interracial, Raceplay, Strip Tease, Squirting

All my kinks are optional. None of them are compulsory. I'm fine with not including something you don't like.

Limits: Gore, Vore, Vomit, Forced Bi, Sounding, Rape.

Hope to get some letters :)

Do you have that glow to your skin of a woman recently pleasured? That sheen of sweat from a vigorous fuck or a long passionate pleasure.

I have a deep appreciation for promiscuous women. Whether your a secret slut, the woman whose reputation is infamous or just a good girl who wishes she weren't shamed for the same things men are praised for. For RP:

• After a date / random hookup your left full and leaking but unsatiated and find me. Maybe I'm a neighbor or a guy at the bar/club ...

• After a girls night out where you had a bit too much to drink and ended up fucking another guy (we can play this either more traditional cuckold or where it left you unfulfilled and guilty)

• Professional - Maybe I'm your boyfriend and your actual source of income is well hidden until .. Maybe your the woman I've hired for the evening or just the well used hooker on the corner I can't resist after a long day.

Maybe it turns you on to take on more than one guy at the same time? Or find guy after guy at a party? Or just bring home a messy surprise for your SO.

Does it just drive you wild thinking of another guy plunging into you overflowing? Or treating an unsuspecting SO to a creamy treat? Maybe he knows?

His hunger has been insatiable ever since the humans conquered most of the elven kingdoms a millenia ago. Elves in this world were an all-female race that depended on mating with other races when they felt the need to breed, and the offspring would always be another full-blooded elf. Being nearly immortal, before the humans conquered them there was little need to procreate other than every few hundred years. That all changed when mankind's taste for conquest led to the ravaging of the great Elven kingdoms. Elves were herded like cattle, broken, and bred as pleasure slaves. Through dark magicks and selective breeding, their bodies were forever changed. Always smaller and more lithe than humans, with pussies so inhumanly tight (and that always stayed that way even if the largest of monsters stretched them wide open) it felt like fucking a virgin every time. Watching an elven slut moan and writhe, whimpering that even the most average human cock was "too big" was enough to satisfy many men, but the greediest of mortals wanted more. Soon enough, every elven woman had full heavy breasts almost always laden with elf-milk (which was a natural aphrodisiac even to adult elves), bodies sensitive to even the slightest of sexual touches, and a constant dripping want between their thighs.

Thanks to their own magical nature and the corruption of the humans, elven women would always produce full-elven offspring no matter who or what impregnated them. Always female as well, though sometimes gaining the abilities of who fathered her. If elf-sluts weren't already highly demanded breeding stock before....when that breakthrough was made there was no contest. The land was ravaged and pillaged of any elf-village that could be found. Only a few more powerful kingdoms on the outer edges of the continent managed to stay free (Ironically one, the night elves..was already all-female and had long trained many of their women in the art of pleasure to begin with...so they simply engaged in trade with those not foolish enough to attack them.)

The dragon-god, not yet settled down to one place or forming a harem of his own yet, roamed the world, visiting and blessing kingdoms along the way, enjoying their hospitality and the service of their slaves. It was then he discovered his taste for this new breed of elves. Usually so haughty and arrogant, he'd ignored them in the past...but now...they were put in their place...where they belonged. He vowed to form a harem of the finest of them one day once his wanderlust was sated and he finally settled down. Before he could though, the activists came....

After centuries, many of the humans began to feel guilty about what they'd done to the elves, and after decades of arguing, most kingdoms finally agreed to ban the mass enslavement of elves and set the majority of them free. Centuries later, most of the elven kingdoms are rebuilt in some form, though elven women still bear the traits of their breeding, even those born free. It was also important to note, just like with any other women...a single elf on her own could still be captured and enslaved. They simply couldn't be herded up and captured en masse. That said, they'd grown clever enough that elven slaves had gone from extremely common a millenia ago to extremely rare (save for night-elves in certain parts of the world they bordered with). Clever they might be, but any captured elf always turned out to be just as much of a little cumslut as her ancestors and thus they will always be highly prized.

Now finally settling down and ruling a kingdom of his own, expanding his godly influence outward, the dragon-god was disgusted to see such prime fuck-dolls roaming freely. He knew the truth....elven women were only good for one thing, and that was servicing their Master. Unfortunately for them....the god was not bound to mortal laws, and in this world, his popularity was spreading far and wide. Nothing could stop him if he decided to exert his power and raid the elven kingdoms anew by force, but he had a much better idea. He had another taste...that for corrupting royalty. Why simply capture the next in line for the throne, or even the queen herself....break her, make her into his slave "queen" and have her hand her kingdom over to him as a willing offering? He already had agreements amounting to as much with the dark elves and night elves, both of which worshipped him as their primary god. He could conquer the rest of them without war or bloodshed, and they'd send offerings of girls for him to train or sell to honor the wishes of their queen's beloved god-king. Of course, such lofty goals aside...that wouldn't stop him from taking any pretty elf he fancied along the way. It was time the elves all learned where they belonged: On their knees in service to a god.

Limits: few, but probably standard for most like toilet stuff, snuff, vore, etc.

Looking for someone (or multiple folks) to play one or several elves from different backgrounds to really flesh out the feel of a proper harem. Doesn't have to be like 50 characters or anything, but likely a minimum of 5. Needless to say, those skilled at playing multiple girls with varied personalities, especially at the same time, will be treasured forever. ;) That said, if the idea sounds fun and you just wanna play one elf as part of the bigger plot, by all means still feel free to message me.

Also, due to the sheer number of people on RP subs that like to ghost after barely starting the brainstorming phase, I'm going to insist you have a Discord to use for at least planning out ideas. I figure this way I'll only get people who are legitimately interested and weed out the flakes. We'll see how well that works.

(Edit: I'm willing to make exceptions on where we RP if someone is a good writer, But again I will ask you politely not to ghost me. If you aren't feeling it after a little bit, just say so and we can quit amicably. I'm a big boy and I can handle disappointment. I'd much rather know you're not coming back then sit around like an idiot waiting for a response that's never coming. That doesn't mean I expect constant replies. I know people that don't reply for months because of busy lives and that's fine as long as they're still interested. Here's hoping that clarifies things.)

Bonus points to anyone who feels up to playing a dimensionally displaced Purah from Tears of the Kingdom. ♥️

Lastly, since it keeps happening despite my best efforts I need to repeat...If you're just going to ghost for no legitimate reason after I go to all the trouble of making a Discord server for us and brainstorming with you, please stop wasting my time and yours.

I swear, I don't think I've seen anyone so affectionate in all my life. You were always a little clingy in more ways than one growing up, but you really take the cake in the literal sense these days. Your friends like to tease you about it since you haven't grown out of that habit in adulthood, and even our family makes the occasional comment. Luckily for you, I still think it's endearing when you tug my arm around you for a quick hug when we cross paths, or cuddle up to me on the couch when we catch a movie together.

Of course, it's the latter of those that are gonna be the death of me. Pressed close to those you hold near and dear, I'm sure you're feeling as cozy as can be. Unfortunately, it's a little too close for comfort when you insist on being the little spoon with me. With my face buried in your hair, breathing in the scent of your shampoo, an arm idly draped across your midriff, the warmth of your figure against mine, it's bound to have an effect whether I want it to or not. Every time you fidget back against me, it's like a test of resolve. One unfortunate bump of those hips and your cuddle session will get you far more than you bargained for.

Looking for something centering around accidental stimulation between siblings that's affectionate (but not romantic) and maybe a bit teasing (but not abusive or degrading). I've left it open if you're the older or younger sister, since that can change the dynamic a bit (I love both angles), and I'm interested in what sort of outfit you'd be sporting for spooning. Form fitting yoga pants? A skirt that rides up between us? Cozy pajamas? Shoot me your ideas.

Some of the kinks I'm interested in for this scene include cheating, casual sex, barebacking, size difference, risky sex, semi-public, lingerie, messy sex, and you can definitely count on a cream pie.

Limits are abuse, bodily fluids that aren’t saliva or sexual, rimming, feet, and darker themes.

Hit me with a message to hammer out the details, or feel free to jump in where the prompt left off. DMs, chat, roll with whichever, just send me more than a one liner.

Welcome to the future AI-ENABLED technology solutions, the lead in moterized engineering and robotics, welcome to smart tech industries.

We are the lead researcher, developer and producers of some of the most high tech self Piloting vehicles, complex home, business, and military AI driven robotics and habit pattern reading applications.

We are growing by the day as an independent family owned company. No boards no stocks, not even ventor investments. We let are work speech for itself.

We are always looking for able bodied people from all kinds of fields to join are growing industry.

OOC: So the idea is the factory is turning people into objects and heavily brainwashing/mind wipeing to be sold off to the few who can afford it. You can play as matural to be? Can work there and end up on the line by accident or on purpose? Maybe your apart of the experimental development department who take self testing to a different level.

Just just an idea and I'll see where this goes.

Please list limits kinks age and if your ok with paragraph format.

Although we both attended the same college and even shared a couple of courses, the first time we actually bonded together was at the shop near the campus. Truth be told, I had a sense she was on the kinky side ever since we first spoke. It's hard to pinpoint, just something about her. Her glances and smirks, her extremely forward attitude, her surprisingly raunchy jokes for a stranger. Over time, we began to meet more often, not so much dating as just hanging out together.

Even though she made it clear she wasn't interested in sex with me, an inexplicable erotic tension always hung in the air with her. The more we grew to knew each other, the more she began to lean into increasingly adventurous topics. From anecdotes about a Mudsdale "doing it" with a Meowth, to infamous theories about Vaporeon's compatibility with humans. It eventually culminated with me drunkenly admitting in her dorm room one day that yeah, I've fantasized about sex with Pokémon, and I'd do it if it weren't so frowned upon.

Hungover the next day, I thought she'd want nothing to do with me after admitting something like that... But instead, she simply invited me over to her room again, this time releasing her Lopunny out for me to do as I pleased with as she watched. After banging her bunnygirl in front of her, we ended up making this a weekly tradition. So far, over the past three weekends I've fucked her Lopunny, her Vulpix, and her Milotic. Who is it going to be today? Yet another new one, or one I've already had fun with before?

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Hi! I'm looking for an RP partner to play as this pervy college friend of mine and one of her female Pokemon. The Pokemon will be the star of the show, but I think also having her owner around to spectate will add some extra excitement, and give you something to do if you feel your actions as a Pokemon are too limited. How much you actually want to use her in the RP is entirely up to you. :)

I want to keep the Pokemon in their standard, canon forms. My absolute favorites are canid quadrupeds like Eevee (and her evolutions), Vulpix/Ninetales, Lycanroc, etc. Bonus points for feral anatomical correctness. <3 That being said, I'm also open to other body shapes, some of my other favorites include Galarian Ponyta/Rapidash, Kirlia/Gardevoir, Milotic, Salazzle, Lapras. I'll also gladly take any suggestions, so if you've got a favorite, don't hesitate to let me know!

My turn-offs include toilet play, rape/violence, and anal (though I can make an exception for equines), just about everything else is up for discussion. Some of my turn-ons include females in heat, pussy spreading, doggy style, creampies, raised tails. ;) Possibly even impregnation. If this sounds like your kind of thing, hit me up! Feel free to message me even if it's been a while since this post.

It pains me, knowing there are women with a perfect body, wishing they were skinnier. Wishing they had “the perfect body”. Hating themselves for it. I’m a man that loves one thing over all else: tits. Nothing else matters to me. Not your face, not your ass, and definitely not your weight. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t like big girls because they try harder, or because they look better. I do because skinny girls can‘t grow em to the size I need. In my mind, if they aren’t sagging, they aren’t big enough. I need to be able to grab and squeeze them while pounds of titmeat spill out. They need to fully envelop my dick when I fuck em. And most importantly, they need to feel perfect when I hit them. Nothing in the world drives me more than that feeling. Slapping, punching, and bruising a fat pair of tits gives me pleasure like nothing else. Caressing them after, causing ripples of pain with just my touch.

Let me show you how perfect you already are. Let me show you how much someone can love you for it. You’re as beautiful as you can get; you just need someone to prove to you what makes it true. If you find yourself reading a mirror in my words, send me a chat. I’d love to talk.

It’s not the end of the world but…

The First Lunar War lasted a whole six years and we lost. Humanity’s tremendous capacity for violence had been turned outwards towards a belligerent, alien force for the first time and it had fallen short. Total defeat in the face of the enemy and a loss that heralded three decades of hell on Earth as the battlefield turned earthwards.

All it took was a single mistake. A fumbling of a response rooted in pride and false estimations that was most inadequate in the face of the invading enemy. They allowed the infection to take root in the land, to bury itself deep and sink into the mantle, to adapt to the overwhelming air and artillery campaign that was thrust upon them. After which there was little in humanity’s arsenal that could effectively cleanse the illness. Planes were intercepted, missiles were shot down, not even conventional artillery was safe from their precision interception systems. A lesson sorely learned for all that were watching, that no response could be inadequate when it came to burning out the cancer the moment it arrived.

A pity it was too late, that was thirty years ago and Eurasia in its entirety has been overwhelmed and lost. The world’s oceans being the only thing impeding complete global saturation in that time. But this fact has narrowed the battlefield to four key points, providing a soft yet critical reprieve that gives humanity time. Their might and numbers are as overwhelming as they are unyielding. Some radical shift in strategy is desperately needed, something which puts to proper use the lessons learned over three decades of slaughter. The fronts can’t hold forever, containment is only a temporary strategy if humanity ever wants to reclaim their home. And with others looking towards the stars for escape, time is slowly running out.

Whoever you are, there hasn’t been a time in your life where the war hasn’t been ever-present. It was raging when you were born and for all you know it will be there when you die. It permeates every facet of society, from industry to education to entertainment and beyond. There isn’t a person alive today who doesn’t know someone who has been killed in the conflict, be that friend or family. It is inescapable, for humanity is now in a war of survival against an unknowable enemy that only seeks to consume.

For most, their path through life will rub shoulders with the military in some manner. Extensively or otherwise. Be that directly through conscription, or via other avenues like R&D, production or even simple office work these days. The former being the most common, especially in countries that border the current fronts whereby service in some form is mandatory for all with few exceptions. This lessens the further you stray from those fronts, and nowhere is this more apparent than in the United States of America. A country whose relative peace over the last three decades was bought and won through the immediate use nuclear weapons as soon as they touched down in Canada. Their prize for using extreme if necessary measures was a continent free of the enemy, though constant vigilance must be maintained to keep the status quo.

But the question is who are you? You’re a pilot naturally, or at least tangentially related to the field else you wouldn’t be here. But who are you, really? Are you a refugee from a long-lost territory buying their family safety in America by enlisting? Or are you simply the latest in a long line of ace pilots enlisting to make your family proud? Are you a regular person with conscription knocking on the door? Or are you a poor engineer doing maintenance on an 18 meter tall war machine that was pushed past its limits again? Whoever you are, you won’t be alone. Your fellow pilots, your comrades in arms, will be your newfound family, and your mech will be your coffin.

Hiya~

So to those of you savvy in your mecha anime, and adjacent media, the above may sound somewhat familiar! Can you tell what I’ve filed the numbers off of so to speak? If so, I’d be curious to know what you think it is but that's just a curiosity on my part, this is not a fandom prompt and the above and my other notes are all that I'm following for this. Ultimately, I’m just looking to do a smutty mecha RP where we both play as pilots/soldiers in a world on the brink of extinction whilst borrowing pieces from all over the shop~ Prior knowledge is not required! Just a willingness to explore and have fun and be gay~

The gist of things is that whilst I’m flexible on who your character is, the more general idea on the table is that they’re a pilot just out of cadet training who got picked up by a Special UN Taskforce for one reason or another~ It could simply be down to their performance or maybe it’s something more innate about the program they ended up in but the point is to provide a flexible context that allows for a bit of freedom in regards to locale without having to narrowly align to nationality and respective zones of interest.

That said, if we want to get specific and deal with say, the internal intricacies of Soviet mech programs operating out of Soviet Alaska we can. Similarly we can also roll back the clock from ‘Present Day’ and deal with the fall of Europe and other such events.

Otherwise, there are four or so key locations I’d be looking to set things. All of them are set on military bases near the front where the battlefield has narrowed to a focused point. There’s quite a difference in flavour among them so each should hopefully offer something unique.

• The Bering Strait – As of Present Day, the Soviet Union has been operating out of Alaska for the last twenty or so years. The territory was leased to them by the US and they act as a convenient buffer between the invaders and the rest of the North American continent. Most day to day activities for pilots either involve test flights or performing ‘maintenance’ on the forces coming out of the Magadan Oblast hive. Rumour has it the higher-ups are laying the groundwork for a large-scale operation in the summer to take a number of hives and reclaim the Motherland. How they mean to do so remains quite the mystery.

• The Sea of Japan – Being an island country, Japan was given the same reprieve that was shared by those like it. The bodies of water that surround it slowing the enemy and deterring their advance, at least for a time. Until three years ago whereby an unpredictable attack saw the Japanese Defence Line fail at a key moment. The result being the loss of the islands of Kyushu, Shikoku and roughly half of Honshu. The enemy only being stopped shy of Tokyo. This catastrophic loss resulted in the construction of two hives on Japanese territory, one of which was successfully captured in an operation two years ago. This marks the single successful hive capture in thirty years, and it was only due to the deployment of experimental weapons of mass destruction by the American military. Undeterred and determined to take back the rest of their home without relying on the further use of these weapons, sights are being set on the Shikoku hive whilst internal tensions mount over the influence of America dictating the future of the nation. Rumours claim that something of note was found within the ruins of the Hive and was subsequently handed over to local UN forces for study.

• The Strait of Dover – The European mainland fell fifteen years ago, the EU moved its headquarters to the UK years before that. Since then the UK has been the de facto leader in both name and function, hosting the military forces of several European countries alongside its own as they participate in regular ‘maintenance’ missions along what used to be the French coast. A preventative measure that is utilised to prevent a build-up of invasion forces from the local hive in Auvergne though this is not fool-proof. There is a reluctance to establish a foothold on the mainland though plans are still put forth, European remnants still remain in some form across the continent though exclusively upon islands in the Mediterranean where they coordinate with forces across the North African coast.

• The Suez Canal – Acting as the bridge between Asia and Africa, this quickly became an intense battleground as early as twenty years ago. You’ll find a mix of African, Middle Eastern and European forces manning this line due to a mutual interest in keeping Northern Africa as free of the enemy as possible. The latter the result of Europe falling and some nations taking up temporary residence in Saharan and Sub-Saharan countries as guests. Egypt naturally bears the brunt of this onslaught from the east, its land and people first to be taken should the worst come to pass at the canal, the Red Sea a constant source of paranoia due to the threat of intermittent crossings and tunnelling. More worrying is the would be expansion of a hive into neighbouring Saudi Arabia, a foothold that would allow for more frequent and dangerous attacks by the enemy and perhaps spell doom for the African continent. Frequent scouting is required to detect this, forays into the dangerous wasteland that is enemy territory.

So quite a bit of variety in setting really, though there’s nothing to say that we couldn’t visit all four as part of a UN Taskforce, the UN has numerous Regional Commands that span the globe. And R&R trips certainly aren't off the table either.

I have been decidedly vague on the enemy humanity is facing but to cut a long story short they’re an invading, monstrously alien force that is intent on setting down hives, producing more of themselves and consuming all life on the planet. They’re called the Jī (technically a shortened name), named from Chinese 'first contact' observations when they set down in Xinjiang. Territories where they’ve been active soon become barren wastelands as anything and everything of value is recovered, broken down and taken back to their home hive where they're converted into resources. This extends to biological life itself as nothing is spared. They have a tendency to quickly adapt to certain human strategies and technology, producing units that soon counter or negate whatever strategy has been employed. However, they themselves do not seem to employ any sophisticated combat tactics in any traditional sense.

For the mechs themselves I’m pretty flexible on where to draw from though I’m really picturing something more Gundam-esque in approach versus something like Battletech. So think Mobile Suits and Mobile Armours if you’re familiar with them. Armored Core 6 is a wonderful place to point to with its focus on jet boosters, skating, dashing, rocket boosting and the like! Mobile and modular! That’s the key~ With each country sharing a general shape though specifics change depending on national doctrine etc.

If any of that appeals at all I would love to hear from you!

You can see my kinks and limits here, please feel free to take a look over and let me know your own when contacting me! I’m pretty flexible regarding what ends up included but please take account of my limits. Hope to hear from you if you’re interested~

It’s a dark and very windy night out along the highway as the roads were empty for the most part with a couple of cars passing by here and there. I had been driving now for around 7 hours and getting closer and closer to my hotel where i’d be staying as I had to get back on the road early that next morning. There was not a whole lot to speak of till I had come around a small bend and off in the distance I saw what looked like a figure off to the side of the road. Almost like somebody waving their arms desperately trying to draw attention. As I got closer I could tell it wasn’t just my imagination coming up with something and that it was a person. Now normally my better judgment would tell me to just keep driving but at the same time, if that was me i’d want somebody to help me too! I made my decision and decided to pull up and see what was going on. You told me you were homeless and had no where to sleep and nothing to eat. No money, no shelter, nothing. You asked and pleaded me for money or maybe even a place to stay for the night but I was a bit hesitant. You really never know who you could run into but the more I thought about it, the more I thought that maybe I could get something real nice out of it

Hello everyone! I hope you enjoyed the prompt. Im looking for this to be a manipulation type of role where im taking advantage of your awful situation for my own wants. Now how our characters go about that can be decided upon.

If you’re interested hit me up in Reddit Chat or Pm ideally with a description of your character (doesn’t have to be anything crazy). I’ll be able to send a description of mine as well as some kinks and limits. Hope to hear from many of you!

The Great War was over.

For twelve years, the Osterian Empire had been at war with the Slaver States to the south. It had all begun with the Slave State's invasion of the southern kingdoms, which were de-jure part of the Empire. Soon, the war had spread to countless borders, the Slave State proving far more powerful and influential than expected. Now, after twelve years the war's the death toll was in the millions and had taken the lives of two Emperors and an Empress. Karl V had been the first, falling in battle in the second year of the war. Katrin II had been brutally slain by assassins in the fifth year of war and Volker III had succumbed to his wounds after a glorious victory in the eighth year of the war. His two sons died in his arms with him.

Where three rulers had failed, Empress Franzeska I had succeeded. She had come to the throne at a young age after the deaths of her father and brothers and it was widely believed that the only thing she shared with her noble ancestors were their heterochromatic eyes. Due to her inexperience and youth, the Slave State had expected to win victory soon after her ascendancy. They had been wrong.

It only took the young Empress a year to bolster the Empire's armies and alliances. Soon she won her first battle, then her second, taking charge of her armies personally and outmanoeuvring the Slave State's veteran generals. Franzeska proved to be a genius both strategically and tactically and soon the Osterian Empire was pushing their invaders out. When the last slaver army was defeated at the Battle of Black Hook, Franzeska personally received their surrender. Soon after, she was declared a living saint by the Osterian Church.

Not long after the Empress return to the capital, a messenger from the Slaver State arrived. The Grand Slaver himself wished to visit the capital and offer his surrender and apologies himself. Further more, he would bring reparations and gifts, which he hoped would underline the sorrow he felt at the deaths of so many. After all, it had been his father who started the war, not him. After a brief discussion, Empress Franzeska accepted the Grand Slaver's request. After all, what could go wrong...

The mass of gluttonous flesh that sat upon the former imperial throne laughed uproariously. The public executions had begun at dawn and while they had amused the Grand Slaver, the current spectacle was far more amusing: The beheadings of the leading noble families of the former Osterian Empire, as well as its high council and generals. Each chop of the block, each spatter of blood caused the Grand Slaver to burst out laughing, spittle and gristle spewing from his mouth. That greedy mouth was being filled continuously with fried meats, the slaver occasionally extending his fleshy hands to one of his trophies.

Glossy pink lips closed themselves around those greasy fingers, enveloping them into a hot, wet mouth. Those lips suckled and lapped at the fingers until they were clean, leaving several lipstick-pink rings. The mouth belonged to a gaudily painted face, which belonged to a curvy body dressed in the richest, most luxurious and skimpiest of silks. Tanned skin was bedecked in jewels of obscene value and had been showing itself off moments ago with a lasciviously grinding and undulating dance. The other trophies danced still, while she had knelt before the Grand Slaver to obey his command.

Many hungry eyes took in her body, licking their lips and dreaming of having one night with one of the Grand Slaver's greatest trophies. All they received in return was her arrogant, mocking pout; eyes judging haughtily, one blue and one green.

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Hi! I hope you like this prompt. The basics are there: I want to play out just how this talented, genius young Empress is corrupted into being the fat slaver's trophy. I would love to figure out a long term, multi-character roleplay.

If you like this idea, please do sent me a PM. I would like to make it clear that I am looking for literate RPers who are willing to put a bit of work in I highly value a certain level of depth and literacy. A single paragraph opening message to me is also not going to capture my attention, and to prove you've read all of this, include the word meathole somewhere in your message. I am also not purely out for smut and do not rate sex as the most important part of roleplay. It's the journey that I am interested in!

Oh and if you identify as female (or anything else for that matter) and are into this prompt then feel free to message me too!

Hope to hear from you.

Greetings kind strangers!

I'm sure as you saw from the title, you noticed it isnt an everyday topic I'd like to talk about. I'd even go as far to say that there lies a certain taboo on it, the concept being used by scammers to squeeze easy money out of desperate and horny men.

But in its core, the concept really does interest me! Why would people go that far to please someone? How does it make them feel? Is it a reinforcement of thoughts of not being good enough? Is it a real desire to give up so much control of their life that they may potentially ruin it?

What kind of woman do they want to find? A gentle one who likes being pampered and gladly offers him ample opportunity to? A cruel sadist who takes enjoyment out of draining man after man of every penny they own, discarding them once they've outlived their usefulness.

This and many other questions are what's on my mind today. Of course, if you have other aspects of femdom you'd like to talk about, feel free to reach out as well! I'd be happy to exchange ideas and broaden our minds!

Until then, I hope all of you have a nice day!

Just as the title says, older men do it better. Guys my age can barely remember their own names whenever they see a pair of tits, let alone know what to do with them. I’m seeking experienced daddies and masters that wish to use and abuse a woman like me.

Prompts include the following:

1.) My morning classes have me taking the subway while it’s still dark just to ensure I get to campus in time. The early hours leave me groggy, dazed, and totally unaware of my surroundings. Every business bro and their cousin is on the same line, heading into the city for their finance gigs. You take the crowded car and my lack of awareness as the perfect cover to get some good groping done beneath my skirt. Days and days of “accidental” touches, fondling, and grinding up against me leaves you wanting more. You learn my schedule, and eventually decide to follow me back to my studio apartment late one evening.

2.) I’m working at a strip club, leaving in the wee hours of the morning even after security has gone. You’re a regular, but you never hire me specifically. You learn my schedules, my patterns, and eventually decide to take me one night when we’re alone in the parking lot.

3.) You’re my fathers best friend. You’ve watched me grow up, finish school, start college, all of the milestones. You’ve also watched me develop into a real woman. You decide to show me when it’s like to be with a real man, whether I’m willing or not.

These prompts are not all encompassing! If you have any ideas or changes of your own I’m happy to hear about them.

My kinks include, but are not limited to:

CNC, Non con, dub con, pet play, breath play, bimbofication, wax play, toys, sexual torment, restraints, ropes, bondage, blindfolds, DDLG, slave play, power imbalances, ugly bastards, etc.

I am open to taboo kinks and fetishes.

I can’t wait to hear from you!