u/TypicalSubBro

18+ Only and all characters are as well

It had been years since I got out of prison, and I did my best to forget I ever went. I'd spent a few years there in my early 20's due to some white collar financial bullshit I was convinced to partake in. My cellmate was a hulking brute who protected me during my time in. He was in for something a lot rougher. Robbery, I think. The protection came at a.... cost, though.

Since then, I'd gotten married and gotten a well paying job at a corporation. They overlooked my conviction after I told them the full story, thankfully. It's no small wonder I never talk about my time in given the arrangement I'd been forced to make. The only reminder is a tattoo stamped onto my ass that I'm too ashamed to even get covered.

Imagine my shock and anxiety, then, when while at the bar after work I see my old cellmate not two stools down from me. He scooted down and clapped me on the back. "Adan! Adrianna himself! It's been years! Yo get us some shots, barkeep."

"Ohh. Hey." I replied awkwardly. His thick, muscled arm wrapped around my back like we were old friends. His rough appearance sharply clashed with my dress shirt, slacks, and 50$ haircut. "That's... that's okay, I was about to leave."

"No way! I haven't seen you in forever. Look at you, all put together! Let's go somewhere for old times sake." he insisted with a grin. His hand slowly trailing down my back towards the top of my pants. "Or should I tell the good folk here about our time together?" he added, much quieter. Not ignorant of my feelings, then. Just apathetic.

I gulped, taking a deep breath. "One shot and we can talk for a bit." I conceded.

An hour later, I was somehow belly down on a motel bed. My pants were around my ankles and the familiar weight pressed down on me. One arm hooked around my neck as the other pulled at my hips to give a good angle. "Just like old times." he noted with no small amount of glee, preparing to dive in.

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Nothing too insane. The gist of the RP is fairly clear. I left the details for the former cellmate and my tattoo vague to leave it open for your own twist. I'm a straight man who in prison was your bitch for a few years. After almost a decade we reconnect (against my will), and you pick up where you left off.

My character is unwilling at first, but quickly reminded of what you were capable of and begins reverting back into your subservient pet. I'm open to where this goes or details for your character.

Kinks: feminization, interracial, chastity, size comparison, rough, size difference, humiliation, cuckolding, asphyxiation (I like being choked), cock worship, cheating, dub con, domination, submission, light cbt, light pain, musk, cum play, spit play, and more I can't think of.

Limits: gore (in a sexual sense, not story), vore, scat, watersports, illegal acts (underage, bestiality)

I prefer discord but play here also. Just let me know! Hope to hear from you.

18+ Only and all characters are as well

It had been years since I got out of prison, and I did my best to forget I ever went. I'd spent a few years there in my early 20's due to some white collar financial bullshit I was convinced to partake in. My cellmate was a hulking brute who protected me during my time in. He was in for something a lot rougher. Robbery, I think. The protection came at a.... cost, though.

Since then, I'd gotten married and gotten a well paying job. They overlooked my conviction after I told them the full story, thankfully. It's no small wonder I never talk about my time in given the arrangement I'd been forced to make. The only reminder is a tattoo stamped onto my ass that I'm too ashamed to even get covered.

Imagine my shock and anxiety, then, when while at the bar after work I see my old cellmate not two stools down from me. He scooted down and clapped me on the back. "Adan! Adrianna himself! It's been years! Yo get us some shots, barkeep."

"Ohh. Hey." I replied awkwardly. His thick, muscled arm wrapped around my back like we were old friends. His rough appearance sharply clashed with my dress shirt, slacks, and 50$ haircut. "That's... that's okay, I was about to leave."

"No way! I haven't seen you in forever. Look at you, all put together! Let's go somewhere for old times sake." he insisted with a grin. His hand slowly trailing down my back towards the top of my pants. "Or should I tell the good folk here about our time together?" he added, much quieter. Not ignorant of my feelings, then. Just apathetic.

I gulped, taking a deep breath. "One shot and we can talk for a bit." I conceded.

An hour later, I was somehow belly down on a motel bed. My pants were around my ankles and the familiar weight pressed down on me. One arm hooked around my neck as the other pulled at my hips to give a good angle. "Just like old times." he noted with no small amount of glee, preparing to dive in.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Nothing too insane. The gist of the RP is fairly clear. I left the details for the former cellmate and my tattoo vague to leave it open for your own twist. I'm a straight man who in prison was your bitch for a few years. After almost a decade we reconnect (against my will), and you pick up where you left off.

My character is unwilling at first, but quickly reminded of what you were capable of and begins reverting back into your subservient pet. I'm open to where this goes or details for your character.

Kinks: feminization, interracial, chastity, size comparison, rough, size difference, humiliation, cuckolding, asphyxiation (I like being choked), cock worship, cheating, dub con, domination, submission, light cbt, light pain, musk, cum play, spit play, and more I can't think of.

Limits: gore (in a sexual sense, not story), vore, scat, watersports, illegal acts (underage, bestiality)

I prefer discord but play here also. Just let me know! Hope to hear from you.

18+ Only and all characters are as well

It had been years since I got out of prison, and I did my best to forget I ever went. I'd spent a few years there in my early 20's due to some white collar financial bullshit I was convinced to partake in. My cellmate was a hulking brute who protected me during my time in. He was in for something a lot rougher. Robbery, I think. The protection came at a.... cost, though.

Since then, I'd gotten married and gotten a well paying job at a corporation. They overlooked my conviction after I told them the full story, thankfully. It's no small wonder I never talk about my time in given the arrangement I'd been forced to make. The only reminder is a tattoo stamped onto my ass that I'm too ashamed to even get covered.

Imagine my shock and anxiety, then, when while at the bar after work I see my old cellmate not two stools down from me. He scooted down and clapped me on the back. "Adan! Adrianna himself! It's been years! Yo get us some shots, barkeep."

"Ohh. Hey." I replied awkwardly. His thick, muscled arm wrapped around my back like we were old friends. His rough appearance sharply clashed with my dress shirt, slacks, and 50$ haircut. "That's... that's okay, I was about to leave."

"No way! I haven't seen you in forever. Look at you, all put together! Let's go somewhere for old times sake." he insisted with a grin. His hand slowly trailing down my back towards the top of my pants. "Or should I tell the good folk here about our time together?" he added, much quieter. Not ignorant of my feelings, then. Just apathetic.

I gulped, taking a deep breath. "One shot and we can talk for a bit." I conceded.

An hour later, I was somehow belly down on a motel bed. My pants were around my ankles and the familiar weight pressed down on me. One arm hooked around my neck as the other pulled at my hips to give a good angle. "Just like old times." he noted with no small amount of glee, preparing to dive in.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Nothing too insane. The gist of the RP is fairly clear. I left the details for the former cellmate and my tattoo vague to leave it open for your own twist. I'm a straight man who in prison was your bitch for a few years. After almost a decade we reconnect (against my will), and you pick up where you left off.

My character is unwilling at first, but quickly reminded of what you were capable of and begins reverting back into your subservient pet. I'm open to where this goes or details for your character.

Kinks: feminization, interracial, chastity, size comparison, rough, size difference, humiliation, cuckolding, asphyxiation (I like being choked), cock worship, cheating, dub con, domination, submission, light cbt, light pain, musk, cum play, spit play, and more I can't think of.

Limits: gore (in a sexual sense, not story), vore, scat, watersports, illegal acts (underage, bestiality)

I prefer discord but play here also. Just let me know! Hope to hear from you.

White and masculine married man with a thick ass here looking for a dominant BBC who understands my body is just a toy for him to soak his dick in. Family is asleep and I need my fix. Anyone awake and looking? We can start chatting here or telegram.