u/DomVoiceSubVibes

You caught me. You, my roommate, finally caught me. Dick in hand, jerking hard, you probably saw me jerk off for a few seconds, how desperately I was rubbing my stiff white member while focused on the screen. But you cleared your throat just in time to not see me cumming as well.

Your eyes convey this vibe of "What the fuck?" But I can also spot some intrigue, some excitement. I'm shocked of course, I didn't want you to know about my fetish. My fetish for degrading, humiliating, training and torturing Asian girls. But the content on my laptop is clear, an Asian woman is being dragged by a leash, forced to drink out of a bowl on the ground, her pussy and ass still dripping with the white man's cum.

We've been roommates for about a year and we never talked about these things. You brought some guys home, I brought some girls home, but you finding out that I basically jerk off to women that look like you being brutalized was not on my bingo card.

Now it's been a day since you caught me and I'm sitting in the living room, waiting for you to finally tell me you're moving out or demanding that I do, but to my surprise you have completely different plans.

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Yeah, this is a little fantasy of the Asian girl who's my roommate actually wanting to be a tortured slave for my Asian fetish.

Kinks: raceplay, humiliation, degradation, pain play, pet play, toilet play, violence, breeding, lots more

Limits: gore, vore, death

If you just want to chat about raceplay and the like feel free to do so as well! Also if you have any questions please go ahead and ask, I'm looking forward to hearing from you! :)

Hey! This is a prompt that is very focused on me and demands quite a bit of creative work from my partner. It is basically just a fantasy I had forever and I'd be curious to play it out with someone else. So here goes:

It's been another long day at work, annoying, tiresome, exhausting right down to my bones. Usually on a day like this I'd go out drinking with the guys, trying to hook up with someone to let off some steam. But that has also become tiresome. Like many times before the need to flirt, give out drinks, go somewhere to have sex and then finally to go back to my place seems just like too many steps.

I chuckle a bit as I have these thoughts, sounding like an incel. And as I walk into my bedroom I mockingly say to myself "I want women to do as I say, when I say, without all the drama, you know??" Chuckling a bit before yelping out loudly and almost falling on my ass in shock.

I'm not in my bedroom, I'm in a clean, large, completely white room. But not the blinding kind, more so sterile but still warm looking. As I turn around I still see the door to my living room behind me so I quickly walk back there, close the door and try again, but the white room is still there.

"What...is this place?" I let out, still fearful but also curious and suddenly a text pops up in front of me, as if on a floating, transparent tablet and a female sounding computer generated voice speaks out:

"This is your room of infinite possibilities, giving you access to every woman on this planet in their current state, along with full, unlimited control over them, their minds, their actions and personalities. Anything that happens in this room, stays in this room. You can customize the interior to your liking and spawn women for your enjoyment. If you have questions, feel free to ask them out loud."

I blink a few times before simply saying "What?" In a confused voice before the voice starts up again "This is your room of infinite possibilities..." I interrupt it and lean against the wall, confused and overtaken with weird emotions. Even if this is a dream I'm gonna use it to my advantage.

"The women in here, are they the real people or are they copies?" I ask into the room, afraid to kidnap people from the street. The voice answers right away "The woman and or things you spawn in this room are copies of real world counterparts. They exist only in this room and will stop existing once you either exit the room or make them disappear again. A comparison would be a sandbox video game. So feel free to enjoy. To do anything in here either think it or say it out loud. You can also save previously spawned women and tools for your convenience. The room is yours to command."

This all still seems a bit much. But I'll give it a try anyway, thinking of wanting the cute barista from my coffee shop to spawn in front of me. And poof, like literal magic she stands in front of me, though frozen in place, not moving, like an idle video game character. God she looks cute...but this doesn't help me. "How do I use her or get her moving?" I ask.

"Since this is your first time I've elected to freeze this woman. The people you spawn here are copies of their momentary real life counterparts unless specified otherwise. Meaning without any changes to their psyche she would have freaked out and possibly attacked you. Feel free to add general rules to this room as well as personal rules for every character as you see fit."

Huh, I see. Okay. I spend the next half hour devising general rules, typing them into a little transparent keyboard and making them appear on the wall for added convenience.

1. Nothing in this room can harm me unless I specifically consent to it.

2. Every woman will spawn frozen and must be unfrozen manually.

3. Every woman spawned will appear with a list of their sexual experience, biggest kinks and fetishes and relationship status.

Simple but it should give me a handle on things. This is fun already. Once I submit the rules a new text pops up next to the cute barista girl with all her information that I requested.

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There we have it. I know it's a tall order but it's just a fantasy that has been in my mind for a good long while. I'd love for you to play many different women with different kinks and fetishes. And I'd love for this RP to have soft and sweet as well as cruel and dark parts. In this fantasy I am essentially god and you are my playthings, I am not looking to have someone break out of their confinement or gain special sentience, this is not what I am looking for (trying to be as transparent as possible here).

As far as further rules and other girls go I am more than happy to discuss and talk about it as much as you'd like, I love just chatting about kinks and stuff anyways. Also I'd like this to be long term and also with potential breaks in between. There'll be times where I answer often and times where I'm busy for half a day, so keep that in mind please, we're all people with our own lives.

As for kinks, I have an extensive list, basically every dominant kink is good, here are a few but none are a hard requirement: domination, humiliation, degradation, violence, impact play, breathplay, toilet play, pet play, etc.

Limits: vore, gore, snuff

Feel free to send a message or a chat, I can't wait! :)

You caught me. You, my roommate, finally caught me. Dick in hand, jerking hard, you probably saw me jerk off for a few seconds, how desperately I was rubbing my stiff white member while focused on the screen. But you cleared your throat just in time to not see me cumming as well.

Your eyes convey this vibe of "What the fuck?" But I can also spot some intrigue, some excitement. I'm shocked of course, I didn't want you to know about my fetish. My fetish for degrading, humiliating, training and torturing Asian girls. But the content on my laptop is clear, an Asian woman is being dragged by a leash, forced to drink out of a bowl on the ground, her pussy and ass still dripping with the white man's cum.

We've been roommates for about a year and we never talked about these things. You brought some guys home, I brought some girls home, but you finding out that I basically jerk off to women that look like you being brutalized was not on my bingo card.

Now it's been a day since you caught me and I'm sitting in the living room, waiting for you to finally tell me you're moving out or demanding that I do, but to my surprise you have completely different plans.

-----

Yeah, this is a little fantasy of the Asian girl who's my roommate actually wanting to be a tortured slave for my Asian fetish.

Kinks: raceplay, humiliation, degradation, pain play, pet play, toilet play, violence, breeding, lots more

Limits: gore, vore, death

If you just want to chat about raceplay and the like feel free to do so as well! Also if you have any questions please go ahead and ask, I'm looking forward to hearing from you! :)

You caught me. You, my roommate, finally caught me. Dick in hand, jerking hard, you probably saw me jerk off for a few seconds, how desperately I was rubbing my stiff white member while focused on the screen. But you cleared your throat just in time to not see me cumming as well.

Your eyes convey this vibe of "What the fuck?" But I can also spot some intrigue, some excitement. I'm shocked of course, I didn't want you to know about my fetish. My fetish for degrading, humiliating, training and torturing Asian girls. But the content on my laptop is clear, an Asian woman is being dragged by a leash, forced to drink out of a bowl on the ground, her pussy and ass still dripping with the white man's cum.

We've been roommates for about a year and we never talked about these things. You brought some guys home, I brought some girls home, but you finding out that I basically jerk off to women that look like you being brutalized was not on my bingo card.

Now it's been a day since you caught me and I'm sitting in the living room, waiting for you to finally tell me you're moving out or demanding that I do, but to my surprise you have completely different plans.

-----

Yeah, this is a little fantasy of the Asian girl who's my roommate actually wanting to be a tortured slave for my Asian fetish.

Kinks: raceplay, humiliation, degradation, pain play, pet play, toilet play, violence, breeding, lots more

Limits: gore, vore, death

If you just want to chat about raceplay and the like feel free to do so as well! Also if you have any questions please go ahead and ask, I'm looking forward to hearing from you! :)