u/Valthedarkwitch

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The sky was just beginning to darken as Skye returned home, exhaustion filling her. She closed the door behind her, and slumped against the frame, letting the sturdy wood as she let out a long, heavy sigh.

Another day in a job that seemed determined to drain her of life and give nothing back. Another day of getting talked over by her male colleagues and ignored by her boss. And the less said about the looks she knew they gave her when they thought she wasn't lookung, the better.

With a groan, she pushed away from the door, kicked off her shoes and padded into the living room. Everything was the way she'd left it. Her furniture was pushed against the wall, leaving a large, empty space in the middle of the cramped room, which was covered by a large rug.

Kneeling, she pulled the rug aside and incovered the pentagram she'd carved into the floor this morning before work. 3 feet wide, it took up most of the floor, and Skyw was almost certain she wasn't getting g her damage deposit back.

But fuck it.

She didn't have many other options.

Standing again, she crossed to the other side of the room and picked up a black book and knife. Opening go a page book marked with a strand of satin, she read the page several times before nodding and beginning to chant the summoning spell on the page.

6 times she repeated herself, and with each the pressure in the room grew heavy, as if something was waiting. Waiting for her.

After the sixth repetition she dragged the knife down her arm and stabbed her arm forward. Blood splashed onto the floor, landing with a sizzle, and the pentagram on her floor began to glow.

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Hi there! Thanks for reading. I hope you were interested in my writing. I know it's long but the TLDR is that I'm playing as a woman who summons a devil out of desperation to make a deal. Maybe it's for power, or simply a promotion. Either way, the ritual that should have not worked, works and she ends up selling her soul. I'd like tonplay a long term rp dealing with the consequences of her actions, and how her deal corrupts her.

If that's something you're interested in, hit me up with your kinks, limits, and ideas. And if you've read this far, please also share your favorite type of lingerie so I know you've read everything.

Thanks!

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It was summer when you first saw her. The newest member on the block rocked up to the barbecue with a drink in her hand and a sundress you swore was almost see through in the right light.

It wasn't long before you were chatting with her, but about what, you forgot. You were distracted by the way her blue hair brushed her collarbone. Wondered how her hair would look bunched in your hand or her neck bruised by your lips. You learned her name, Alice, and that she and her son were new to the area. And you learned the father wasn't in the picture, though her son went to his place on the weekend.

Later, when dusk fell and shadows began to lengthen, she waved goodbye and left you her number, promising to call should she need anything, a plan began to form in your head. She was teasing you, even as she walked away with swaying hips you could tell she wanted you. Each movement a whispered promise, from the dress to the way she walked to even the way she'd done her hair- a language of want only the two of you shared.

And you wanted her.

The light on her porch flicked on. A silent invitation for only you.

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If your interested in my idea please reach out with thoughts, kinks and limits! I look forward to hearing back from you

The one story cabin was nestled between the trees as if grasped by a hand shooting up from the forest floor. Beyond the woods, a clear lake sparkled, marred only by a little plastic dock.

Ashley thought it beautiful. Shed always loved coming up here, getting away from the worries of her regular life. It was her little paradise. With a soft, happy sigh, she climbed out of her car, and opened the side door to grab her bag and let her dog, Alice, a beautiful shaggy border collie, free.

Heading up the short driveway, she noted the pair of cars parked between the trees, and smiled. Her brothers were already here. Time to get this party started.

"Hey!" She called, throwing open the door. "I made it!"

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The one story cabin was nestled between the trees as if grasped by a hand shooting up from the forest floor. Beyond the woods, a clear lake sparkled, marred only by a little plastic dock.

Ashley thought it beautiful. Shed always loved coming up here, getting away from the worries of her regular life. It was her little paradise. With a soft, happy sigh, she climbed out of her car, and opened the side door to grab her bag and let her dog, Alice, a beautiful shaggy border collie, free.

Heading up the short driveway, she noted the pair of cars parked between the trees, and smiled. Her brothers were already here. Time to get this party started.

"Hey!" She called, throwing open the door. "I made it!"

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The sky was just beginning to darken as Skye returned home, exhaustion filling her. She closed the door behind her, and slumped against the frame, letting the sturdy wood as she let out a long, heavy sigh.

Another day in a job that seemed determined to drain her of life and give nothing back. Another day of getting talked over by her male colleagues and ignored by her boss. And the less said about the looks she knew they gave her when they thought she wasn't lookung, the better.

With a groan, she pushed away from the door, kicked off her shoes and padded into the living room. Everything was the way she'd left it. Her furniture was pushed against the wall, leaving a large, empty space in the middle of the cramped room, which was covered by a large rug.

Kneeling, she pulled the rug aside and incovered the pentagram she'd carved into the floor this morning before work. 3 feet wide, it took up most of the floor, and Skyw was almost certain she wasn't getting g her damage deposit back.

But fuck it.

She didn't have many other options.

Standing again, she crossed to the other side of the room and picked up a black book and knife. Opening go a page book marked with a strand of satin, she read the page several times before nodding and beginning to chant the summoning spell on the page.

6 times she repeated herself, and with each the pressure in the room grew heavy, as if something was waiting. Waiting for her.

After the sixth repetition she dragged the knife down her arm and stabbed her arm forward. Blood splashed onto the floor, landing with a sizzle, and the pentagram on her floor began to glow.

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Hi there! Thanks for reading. I hope you were interested in my writing. I know it's long but the TLDR is that I'm playing as a woman who summons a devil out of desperation to make a deal. Maybe it's for power, or simply a promotion. Either way, the ritual that should have not worked, works and she ends up selling her soul. I'd like tonplay a long term rp dealing with the consequences of her actions, and how her deal corrupts her.

If that's something you're interested in, hit me up with your kinks, limits, and ideas. And if you've read this far, please also share your favorite type of lingerie so I know you've read everything.

Thanks!

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It felt like she'd been teasing you for hours. Ever since she'd first invited you up on a hike and then showed up in a dress. Who hikes in a dress?  

And the damn dress. Cut low enough to show off shoulders and cleavage. Enough to be daring and risqué without being tasteless. And the sun filtering through the trees treated you to a teasing sight of her toned thighs through the skirt that fell to just below her knees. 

Once, the wind picked up, blowing the skirt around and flashing you with a teasing glance of her ass. 

Bare. 

It was all you could think of as she lead the way along the trail, promising a beautiful view at the very end. She said it with a teasing wink as you two took a break, leaning forward to catch her breath after a particularly difficult climb. But all you could focus on was the bead of sweat that ran from her temple, along her neck, and down into her cleavage. 

You looked away as she looked up, and a playful look crossed her face, barely caught by you as you looked elsewhere, heat flushing in your neck when you realized you'd been caught. 

Her light laughter filled the air at your reaction, leading to the heat turning into a full blush, and this time you lead the way along the trail, praying you knew where you were going. 

Although, all in all it was a lovely hike. Even if your hiking partner was a flirtatious minx in a sundress. 

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If you're interested in my idea send me a kinklist! And ideas! 

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It felt like she'd been teasing you for hours. Ever since she'd first invited you up on a hike and then showed up in a dress. Who hikes in a dress?  

And the damn dress. Cut low enough to show off shoulders and cleavage. Enough to be daring and risqué without being tasteless. And the sun filtering through the trees treated you to a teasing sight of her toned thighs through the skirt that fell to just below her knees. 

Once, the wind picked up, blowing the skirt around and flashing you with a teasing glance of her ass. 

Bare. 

It was all you could think of as she lead the way along the trail, promising a beautiful view at the very end. She said it with a teasing wink as you two took a break, leaning forward to catch her breath after a particularly difficult climb. But all you could focus on was the bead of sweat that ran from her temple, along her neck, and down into her cleavage. 

You looked away as she looked up, and a playful look crossed her face, barely caught by you as you looked elsewhere, heat flushing in your neck when you realized you'd been caught. 

Her light laughter filled the air at your reaction, leading to the heat turning into a full blush, and this time you lead the way along the trail, praying you knew where you were going. 

Although, all in all it was a lovely hike. Even if your hiking partner was a flirtatious minx in a sundress. 

\\\^-\\\^-\\\^-\\\^-\\\^-\\\^-\\\^

If you're interested in my idea send me a kinklist! And ideas! 

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It felt like she'd been teasing you for hours. Ever since she'd first invited you up on a hike and then showed up in a dress. Who hikes in a dress?  

And the damn dress. Cut low enough to show off shoulders and cleavage. Enough to be daring and risqué without being tasteless. And the sun filtering through the trees treated you to a teasing sight of her toned thighs through the skirt that fell to just below her knees. 

Once, the wind picked up, blowing the skirt around and flashing you with a teasing glance of her ass. 

Bare. 

It was all you could think of as she lead the way along the trail, promising a beautiful view at the very end. She said it with a teasing wink as you two took a break, leaning forward to catch her breath after a particularly difficult climb. But all you could focus on was the bead of sweat that ran from her temple, along her neck, and down into her cleavage. 

You looked away as she looked up, and a playful look crossed her face, barely caught by you as you looked elsewhere, heat flushing in your neck when you realized you'd been caught. 

Her light laughter filled the air at your reaction, leading to the heat turning into a full blush, and this time you lead the way along the trail, praying you knew where you were going. 

Although, all in all it was a lovely hike. Even if your hiking partner was a flirtatious minx in a sundress. 

\^-\^-\^-\^-\^-\^-\^

If you're interested in my idea send me a kinklist! And ideas! 

​

It felt like she'd been teasing you for hours. Ever since she'd first invited you up on a hike and then showed up in a dress. Who hikes in a dress?  

And the damn dress. Cut low enough to show off shoulders and cleavage. Enough to be daring and risqué without being tasteless. And the sun filtering through the trees treated you to a teasing sight of her toned thighs through the skirt that fell to just below her knees. 

Once, the wind picked up, blowing the skirt around and flashing you with a teasing glance of her ass. 

Bare. 

It was all you could think of as she lead the way along the trail, promising a beautiful view at the very end. She said it with a teasing wink as you two took a break, leaning forward to catch her breath after a particularly difficult climb. But all you could focus on was the bead of sweat that ran from her temple, along her neck, and down into her cleavage. 

You looked away as she looked up, and a playful look crossed her face, barely caught by you as you looked elsewhere, heat flushing in your neck when you realized you'd been caught. 

Her light laughter filled the air at your reaction, leading to the heat turning into a full blush, and this time you lead the way along the trail, praying you knew where you were going. 

Although, all in all it was a lovely hike. Even if your hiking partner was a flirtatious minx in a sundress. 

^-^-^-^-^-^-^

If you're interested in my idea send me a kinklist! And ideas!