u/Rachel_from_Space

I’m Rachel - professional business analyst doing the big quarterly presentations. Today I stood at the front of the conference room in my crisp white blouse and tight black pencil skirt, clicking through slides while twenty colleagues watched.

None of them knew my entire body was covered underneath in thick black marker.

“Slut” on my tits. “Cum dump” right above my pussy. “Whore” under my collarbone. “Fuck toy”, “Cock hungry”, “Dirty anal slut”, “Free use bitch”, “Breed me”, and dozens of other filthy phrases written across my thighs, ass, stomach, and back.

My pussy was dripping by the second slide, my nipples were painfully hard, and I kept wondering what would happen if the sprinklers went off and exposed me.

I thought I made it through unnoticed… until the hallway outside after the meeting, David, my boss, saw the word “Slut” on my tits when I fanned my blouse trying to cool down.

Now his office door is locked. I’m standing in front of his desk while he leans back in his chair with a hungry look. He already made me pull my panties off and hand them to him. He’s smelled my wetness and told me that I'm now his forever slut.

I’m terrified… but God, I’m so fucking wet.

Do’s & Don’ts:

Do:

* Cum into my panties and make me wear them while your load is still warm and dripping down my thighs
* Use my own lipstick to turn my nipples and pussy lips crimson red
* Force me to hump the corner of your desk like a desperate bitch in heat while you’re on important business calls
* Degrade and verbally destroy me - make it mean and creative
* Blackmail me with photos, threats of exposure, or “performance reviews” that involve my ALL my holes
* Treat me like your personal office fuck toy and free-use cum rag
* Push me into riskier situations (leaving the door unlocked, making me answer calls while stuffed, etc.)
* Make me thank you after every humiliating act

Don’t:

* Let me cum too easily. Make me beg, edge, and earn it like the pathetic slut I am
* Allow me to cover up or get dressed properly in your office. Clothes are a privilege I haven’t earned
* Hold back on the filth. If you’re thinking “that’s too mean,” it’s probably perfect
* Finish too quickly - I want to be used, denied, and ruined forever

Kinks: Extreme humiliation & degradation, body writing, cum play, forced exhibitionism/risk, blackmail, power dynamics , objectification, forced orgasms, edging, etc.

Limits: No gore, no animals, nothing non-human.

Please message me with your ideas and questions to take this forward. I'll be replying to the most detailed ones! Let me know your age (21+ only), timezone, and meta preferences. Plus an idea of your kinks & limits.

I’m Rachel - professional business analyst doing the big quarterly presentations. Today I stood at the front of the conference room in my crisp white blouse and tight black pencil skirt, clicking through slides while twenty colleagues watched.

None of them knew my entire body was covered underneath in thick black marker.

“Slut” on my tits. “Cum dump” right above my pussy. “Whore” under my collarbone. “Fuck toy”, “Cock hungry”, “Dirty anal slut”, “Free use bitch”, “Breed me”, and dozens of other filthy phrases written across my thighs, ass, stomach, and back.

My pussy was dripping by the second slide, my nipples were painfully hard, and I kept wondering what would happen if the sprinklers went off and exposed me.

I thought I made it through unnoticed… until the hallway outside after the meeting, David, my boss, saw the word “Slut” on my tits when I fanned my blouse trying to cool down.

Now his office door is locked. I’m standing in front of his desk while he leans back in his chair with a hungry look. He already made me pull my panties off and hand them to him. He’s smelled my wetness and told me that I'm now his forever slut.

I’m terrified… but God, I’m so fucking wet.

Do’s & Don’ts:

Do:

• Cum into my panties and make me wear them while your load is still warm and dripping down my thighs
• Use my own lipstick to turn my nipples and pussy lips crimson red
• Force me to hump the corner of your desk like a desperate bitch in heat while you’re on important business calls
• Degrade and verbally destroy me - make it mean and creative
• Blackmail me with photos, threats of exposure, or “performance reviews” that involve my ALL my holes
• Treat me like your personal office fuck toy and free-use cum rag
• Push me into riskier situations (leaving the door unlocked, making me answer calls while stuffed, etc.)
• Make me thank you after every humiliating act

Don’t:

• Let me cum too easily. Make me beg, edge, and earn it like the pathetic slut I am
• Allow me to cover up or get dressed properly in your office. Clothes are a privilege I haven’t earned
• Hold back on the filth. If you’re thinking “that’s too mean,” it’s probably perfect
• Finish too quickly - I want to be used, denied, and ruined forever

Kinks: Extreme humiliation & degradation, body writing, cum play, forced exhibitionism/risk, blackmail, power dynamics , objectification, forced orgasms, edging, etc.

Limits: No gore, no animals, nothing non-human.

Please message me with your ideas and questions to take this forward. I'll be replying to the most detailed ones! Let me know your age (21+ only), timezone, and meta preferences. Plus an idea of your kinks & limits.

Being a successful woman in the corporate world isn’t easy. Most days I eat shit from clients and partners alike, then grind through twelve-hour days before staying half-awake on call. The weight of constant decisions grinds me down until I’m super tired.

Luckily, I have you.

The second I push open the front door, I drop my bags, kick off my heels, and exhale. You’re already there. Your hand slides around my waist as you pull me in for a slow, deep kiss.

“Welcome home,” you murmur against my lips.

That’s when our wholesome routine begins.

You reach for the pink collar waiting on the side table. “Daisy” is stitched across the front in white letters, with delicate daisy flowers covering the rest. The moment the leather clicks shut around my throat, I’m free.

Within seconds I’m naked except for the collar, and the woman who just closed a seven-figure deal no longer exists.

I’m Daisy now.

You set my bowl on the floor beside the couch and tip warm food from the saucepan into it. The smell hits me. I drop to my hands and knees, crawl forward, and bury my face into the bowl. The first lap of my tongue covers my cheeks and chin in warm, messy food  I eat like an animal, hungry and unashamed, while you sit on the couch watching.

Your fingers thread gently through my hair.

“Good girl, Daisy.”

***
Hey, 

I’m looking for a cute, kinky roleplay that provides a release from the draining work day - as I’m transformed into Daisy for the evening. 

I’d like to roleplay the evenings with you - with a heavy emphasis on the food and the meals you cook (completely up to you!) and the mess they cause, plus the fun night that follows with Daisy doing WHATEVER her owner asks but make it wholesome!!

Please message me with your ideas and questions to take this forward. I'll be replying to the most detailed ones! Let me know your age (21+ only), timezone, and meta preferences. Plus an idea of your kinks & limits.