u/HungHi69

it's not like i can't understand the kinds of things someone in the dom role might enjoy in a dom/sub dynamic. i can imagine some of it for sure, maybe even relate to parts at times. but honestly, i do sometimes struggle to fully understand it. and so i like to explicitly hear their own perspectives, rather than simply trying to model the other side on my own.

as someone who's mostly a sub (though only in romantic and/or sexual contexts, otherwise kind of assertive and competitive, lol), i like the attention and care whether it's something rougher and more intense in roleplaying or a softer and more wholesome scenario. but sometimes i start to feel bad and like i'm taking advantage of the other person, basking in attention and getting the kind of experience i enjoy while my partner does so much of the "work" involved.

i try to make sure i'm not treating the person as a mere "service provider" and work to express enthusiasm and care, voice appreciation, give feedback, and reciprocate in what other ways i can, both within and outside the dynamics/scenes as is appropriate.

still though, it feels to me like there is a lot more emotional and physical labor involved for people in the dom role along with more required cognitive overhead, and i start worrying about being selfish and unfair towards them.

maybe it only feels like “work” or “labor” when i think about it from my perspective, but it doesn’t feel that way for doms because they genuinely enjoy it. or maybe it is work, but they don’t mind because it’s fun and satisfying. or maybe it is work, and it can be tiring sometimes, even if it’s also enjoyable. or maybe something else?

i guess what i’m trying to understand is what the experience feels like from the dom side. what makes it rewarding, what parts feels effortful if/when that's the case, what are your personal feelings about the balance and dynamic overall? what are your general thoughts here?

Hello!

^(Please feel free to turn back if darker prompts aren't your thing. And I understand my masochist fantasies are off-putting to some people, but please don't downvote just because you disapprove of my kinks and fantasies. It's happened to some of my past posts and it can make doing rp a bit hard. I would appreciate it, thanks. Otherwise...)

I'd like to roleplay a story where I am taken advantage of (CNC) and overwhelmed by some type of asphyxiation. Or I'd like to simply just chat/converse about these kinks, or discuss/exchange relevant erotica/pornography. For the story option, I'll elaborate with details and include sample prompts in the rest of the post!

Overall, my primary kinks in this niche revolve around power dynamics and CNC, along with objectification and pred/prey themes, with everything else mostly being downstream of those. My main interests at the moment are rough CNC sex, asphyxia (strangling, suffocating, holding underwater, etc), bad endings, etc. In addition, I like degradation/humiliation and general rough sex tropes.

Below, I'm posting just two ideas for the story option (and seed material for potential conversations on this general subject matter) -- but I have more, and feel free to make your own suggestions! I post about the kinds of ideas that interest me, you can look through my reddit history and other roleplay posts, I'll list more ideas in the comments below as well.

I'm quite flexible and open to different ideas for the plot/story for a roleplay. It can range from something realistic like a home invasion to something involving magic and fantastical elements. Our story can be short and to the point or something more elaborate. Again, I'm also just down to have interesting conversations about these kinks and discuss/exchange relevant erotica/pornography. I'm leaning more towards this option at the moment, tbh!

Message me if you're interested in any of this and we can work something out! (And plz feel free to msg me again if I've missed a previous msg! I sometimes get busy or swamped with replies, sorry.)

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Prompt Ideas:

A Dark Alleyway

>My flats clicked lightly against the concrete as I walked the darkened streets. Wearing my simple homely green dress which traced my petite yet busty frame, the air felt cool against the exposed skin of my lithe legs, slender arms, and ample cleavage. My cloth bookbag pulled against my shoulders, the weight of my laptop and notebooks pushing out my bust.

>My nap had run longer than I'd intended. It was a good thing the library was open 24-hours a day this week. Still, my final was early in the morning and I'd decided to save some time on my walk by taking a few shortcuts.

>I'd only ever taken these routes in the day before though, and the alleyways now felt much more foreboding in the cover of night. My gut told me to turn back and stick to the main streets. Soon, I would badly regret not trusting it...

 

Home Invasion

>I slouched comfortably in bed, having not bothered to change clothes after retiring to my apartment early, leaving my friends at the party. I wore a deep blue tank top that hugged my body, outlining my hourglass figure and voluptuous breasts with a tantalizing hint of cleavage. My tight denim cutoff shorts showed off my curvaceous ass on top off toned and shapely legs.

>I idly picked at the last of my strawberries, watching The Notebook for the umpteenth time, and sighed as I thought back to all the guys I'd brought home this past week after each night out clubbing and partying. They all seemed to want a quick fuck before making up some excuse to leave immediately afterwards, like I was just some cheap slut. Why couldn't any of them be like the dreamy guys from the romance movies I liked to watch, a prince charming like I obviously deserved? Oh well, it was probably just bad luck.

>Little did I know how bad my luck with guys was about to be...