u/darkgirl219

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I was wondering if I had made the right decision today. As I saw my friends, all dressed up in skimpy clothes, opening champagnes and pouring endless drinks in glasses around us. I saw many groups of men, or even some women staring at us as one of my friends who was getting married stood up on the table in the middle of the club and shouted at the top of her voice.

"Fuck you world I'm getting married" As we all cheered in the backdrop, she almost stumbled out of the table and I held her just in time as she fell over me and we both lay on the sofa as we all clicked our pics.

"Damn Neha you're drunk, let's go home"

I tried to make her come to her senses. She was wearing a white tiara along with a big bride written on a Sash.

"No bitch its party night and for once I'm able to convince you to get out of your home after 9. Today we are going to party all night"

As I rolled my eyes at her judgment about me, deep down I couldn't disagree. I have always been the good girl type. Always top of my class, and now managing my dad's company as the youngest director in it. I have never really enjoyed this type of lifestyle as my friends do. Same time having the same boyfriend turned fiancee since college didn't give me more room for adventure. But I was happy with my life. But as I was thinking about my past someone grabbed some more shorts and I was having another one forced through my throat. I had lost count of the shots I had taken today.

As I tried to get up as I realized someone has spilled some of the tequila on my single-piece dress, I looked for a washroom. I was not used to wearing cocktail dresses showing off my kegs and cleavage so was a bit uncomfortable. As I got in I saw my bf missed calls and I called him up but he didn't pick up so he must have slept. I checked the time it was 2 am and I felt surprised at myself being awake at this time. It was hard to get out of the bathroom as it felt peaceful to be out of the noise.

I opened the door of the bathroom and suddenly the loud noise hit me hard and my brain went for a spin. All that alcoholic cocktails must have taken my brain for a spin at last.

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I was trying hard to open my eyes but it was very hard. My head was hurting and for some reason, my whole body was aching. I rubbed my head hard as I rolled around the bed and tried to open my eyes. As I saw rays of Sunday sun rays hitting my eyes I felt like a vampire out in day time. As I groaned in pain. Suddenly lt I realized my head was resting on something soft and I turned around to see a naked ass of a man under my head. I turned around in shock and saw a man laying naked next to me. My eyes bulged out as I stumbled away from him and fell off the bed. As I hit the floor, I got out of my dreamy state and realized I was naked too. With my body as bare naked as on my birth. Then I grabbed bedsheets nearby to cover myself and as I rushed to the bathroom, I realized it was not my room or bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror with messed up makeup and hair and the realization of what had happened last night hit me. The bathroom was small and dirty and the type I had never been to in my life.

"Fuck"

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(6 months later)

"Fuck"

I was looking at myself, naked again, with messed up hair and makeup. I peeped out of the bathroom again and saw a man naked laying on my hotel bed. It was Neha's wedding and it was a cocktail night theme yesterday. I had prepared myself for the night, realizing how it went on her bachelor's. But I think the alcohol in me makes me a sinner and cheater. The moral dilemma of last time had already made me feel so guilty and worse it happened again. As I grabbed a towel and walked out looking for my clothes and lingerie sprayed around the floor. As I was grabbing my bra from the guy's face, I saw him closely.

"Shit is this the waiter from last night ?"

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(After 8 months )

"Fuck....not again"

As I was rubbing my head, I lay on the floor of my dad's office. It was hard to move as there were 2 pairs of hands around me and holding me from both sides. I found it hard to move around as both men were holding tight. As my brain was crying out, out of guilt and out of drunkness. As I moved around the floor grabbing my skirt and blouse I looked at the pair of men on the floor. As my eyes widened.

One was my employee in the office and the other one was my peon.

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"Fuck fuck fuck fuck"

As I was laying on the roof of my house. It was my wedding day. As I looked up at the sky, with the sun rising, my whole body was aching and at the same time was my pussy. It was not a new feeling and I knew I was again in the wrong place. I looked at the man holding my tits in his hands, still sucking on them. And not to my amazement he was not my fiancee. Scores of alcoholic bottles and weed puffs were sprayed around us.

"Raju (my younger brother's college friend) what are we doing here?"

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So you may have got a hint of the plot. I'm not playing as a sex-starved horny female. But someone who always wounds up at the wrong place at the wrong time, or the right place at right time for the guys involved. She's not looking out to having these moments but somehow she's tricked, drugged, or manipulated into them.

As it won't be just a drunk girl begging for sex with a hot guy who's too hot to resist. But diff ideas to explore in detail. How after every incident she's psychologically affected and how it changes her. How a high-class woman is thrown into instances where men abuse and use her.

Again to say, not looking for a slut play where my only lines would be about sex but more about exploring these small scenes in detail.

Likes: manipulation, hidden sex, forced threesome, dress control, infidelity, drug or alcohol abuse, character and story growth, humiliation

Dislike: scat, incest, God mode plays or characters, porn plots or replies.

The best part of doing a roleplay is exploring the hidden darkness. I love to discuss the scenes and play them out in detail. Don't message me if you're looking for short-term sex RP.

18+ roles and characters.

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It was getting very boring and irritating as I sat at the counter of the high-end bar of the hotel. Rocking my glass in my hand as I looked at the dusky liquid swirling around the cubes of ice inside the glass. I was trying to find a way to take another gulp as my stomach grumbled under the effect of the 4th glass of whiskey. I was never a regular drinker nor a heavy one, but I didn't know why I was sitting here, with my one leg folded on the other one and my body in a dejected mode as I looked at the bartender who was staring at my glass, hoping to refill it I guess. As my phone rang I saw my husband/fiancee's name flashed on the screen and in irritation, I cut the call. I didn't want to talk to the guy who was just yesterday shouting at me and my head ached from trying to even remember the reason for our fight. Was it his mother's continuous poking about me working or was it him going on a foreign Trip for 6 months and I was the last one to know.

So a business getaway was a good chance to clear my head after the huge argument I had with him and I didn't know how, I ended up at the bar of my hotel after the seminar. Mingling with the crowd was not my thing anyways and as I sat the drinks kept on flowing on their own.

As I chugged the last peg and kept it on the counter my eyes rolled in frustration as my head spun and I was finding it hard to grab my purse to take out some cash and pay for the drinks. I was right to not drink, it doesn't help you get over the pain in your mind but it makes you more depressed. As suddenly my big GUCCI bag stumbled from my grip and fell on the marble floor and my items sprayed all over the floor. I cursed myself as I got out of the high chair and almost stumbled on the floor myself, wearing heels while drunk is not a good thing, a new thing I learned today.

As I got on my knees and tried to grab the stuff around, my knees on the floor and my body almost in a praying bend position I saw a pair of shoes near my face, by the look of it cheap leather shoes with even cheaper polish over them tapping near my face and I looked up to see a young man grinning at me within his hands, a piece of my lipstick.

"I think I prefer dark red to this "

As I gave him a sinister look and got my back straightened on my knees and moved my hand to ask for the lipstick. He chuckled and put it in my plan but also b2nd down to grab the rest of the stuff as I just kneeled there watching him.

"You know, a woman like you doesn't seem the clumsy type"

"What do you mean by a woman like me?"

"Well, (as he looked at me with a stare) well dressed, expensive bag, latest iPhone and all. Who broke your heart dear?"

He again gave me that cheap grinning smile as he zipped my bag lock and again looked at me with a judgemental look.

"Mind your own business "

As I tried to get up, I was finding it even harder to stand as my pencil skirt was making it a bit tight to be in free motion. Then I saw him offering his hand for support and with great regret, I put my hand in his and got up to my heels again trying to balance myself.

"Drunk are we? Are you sure you're ok? You need me to call someone ?"

I gave him a look full of irritation as I put the money I had taken from the purse on the counter.

"I ron5 need anybody to take care of me mister.....whatever your name is....and don't bother to hit on me...I'm not looking for a companion "

As I knew his type, roaming around the bar looking for one-night stands. A loose woman was their target always.

"OH...wohh...back down tigress...I'm just trying to help you out.... but it seems it's my bad"

As he looked a bit offended and I rolled my head as it was giving me a severe headache.

"Look...sorry...I'm just not in the mood...."

"It's ok.....I'm here.....if you just wanna talk...."

He smiled at me and offered his hands to help me walk.

......next morning...

My head was hurting like hell and I shouted at my maid to grab me some water. Then I suddenly realized I was not in my own bed, but in a hotel room, and then I realized I was still at the conference I checked my phone and realized I have to catch a plane back home soon. But then my head hurt like hell and I knew the last night's drinks were not a good idea. But something else felt off, as I moved my hand around and realized I was naked and barely covered by the sheet. As I tried to cover myself I felt the sheets were too heavy to move and then I saw a naked ass beside me, a bit hairy one and it hit me that a guy was snoring just beside me. I looked around and the room was a mess, my panties on the nightstand lamp, my bra on the fave of the guy sleeping near me and the full room smelled of sex and alcohol. I shook my head as I rushed to the bathroom and in half an hour I was pushing my suitcase out of the room as the guy was still snoring. I shook my head in anger as I closed the hotel room and felt the pain around my body, not just because of the drinks but the bite marks and red play sign imprinted on my ass. WTF happened last night.....but whatever it was was not going to happen again for sure. As I put on my sunglasses and moved toward the exit.

.......6 months later.....

My phone kept on buzzing and I kept on ignoring it as I sat in a high-profile meeting with my directors. We were working on a big project and I needed to be on my toes to grab this one. But again and again, the call from an unknown number kept coming up on my screen, and as I saw the number my heart kept on beating faster.

The fucker from the conference had been calling me for the last few weeks, wanting to meet and talk. I threatened him with police and dire consequences but again he just kept on begging for a coffee meet. As jy phone again rang one of my partners, a fat old uncle of mine looked at me and sounded a bit angry

"Ayesha if you're needed elsewhere you can leave dear, we adults have to work"

I controlled myself from jumping over him and hitting him with my leg. I just smiled as I grabbed the phone and messaged him

"OK 5 o'clock...any cafe...just send me the location "

I thought it would be better to end it once and for all.

..... a few weeks later....

We were sitting in a beachside cafe and I was looking at the same guy who was my 1 nightstand a few months back and now I was sitting here holding his hand as he asked me about my day and looked at the flowers he bought me. I tried to push the feeling of infidelity in the back of my mind as I tried to enjoy his company as he smiled at me and kissed my hands. I knew this was wrong and I was sure this was just something I need to 2nd soon, but it did feel so good to be with him.

.....few months later...

I was trying hard to cover my face with my scarf as I tried hard to walk in the back alleyway when your message popped up on my phone. I saw the location you had sent for our evening meeting up and I rolled my eye. I couldn't believe myself, that is why I was letting myself fall for you as I saw the cheap motel in front of me. It was even evident from outside that it was a fuck hotel as girls in tight revealing clothes walked in and out and some guys were smoking outside the pavement. I knew it was bad for me to be here but my legs still moved to meet you.

Soon I was laying half naked on the bed as you were stripping me and looked so happy

"Damn what will your husband/fiancee say if he knew you're here in my bed babe"

His remark just made me feel more guilty but all that guilt evaporated when I saw you undressing and I pushed all my morals to the side. I knew this is the last time and I won't be letting him fuck me again.

.....few more months later"

My knees hurt as I was on my knees sucking this godforsaken man's dick, as the sound of a sports playing on TV filled the cheap small dirty flat of his, which he had just rented a few months back. My mouth was going up and down as I tasted his manhood in my mouth and he was sipping a beer and shouting at the screen as he was not liking how he's the team he has betted on was losing. In between, I got a bit irritated and looked up at him

"Common man...can't we just.....I mean...finish this...first...and then you can go back to the bloody match"

He looked at me with a bit of irritation and then smil2d as she bend down and kissed me

"You know babe ... how much I love your mouth around my dick like a lovely whore you are"

As he chuckled at his own dirty joke and then switched the TV off and pulled me up in his arms. As we kissed I felt a bit more relaxed. He bend and grabbed a rolled-up joint from th3 take and pushed it near my lips and I looked a bit worried

"No babe...I don't like this stuff"

"Try babe...you will love it ...just like u do my dick"

......some unknown place.....

I was feeling so weird as I walked along with packs as he held his hand on my waist...Well my ass more accurately, as I was feeling a bit naked in this skimpy outfit he made me wear today. I couldn't believe that I allowed myself to be here, a rundown pub with a private party going on, with lady dancers at the center of the place and men throwing money at them as they danced. I was wearing a body tight top and a floral skirt that was showing a lot of thighs as packs introduced me to the host of the party

"Babe this is Abdul....my dealer. Today is his birthday, say hi"

I smiled at Abdul as he took my hands in his fat greasy hands and I felt I should run away. As he smoked a joint and then shouted at someone to grab us drinks.

...........

I was finding it hard to concentrate as 2 pairs of hands were pulling me from opposite sides. One was packs was how in front of me and making me suck on his dick like the countless time he was chugging a beer. Later he passed the beer to Abdul, who was standing behind me, my naked ass at his disposal as he took a sip too, and slapped my ass as he talked to packs.

"Man, I told you to don't rich girls' pussy are tighter and more fun to fuck. Their husbands don't treat them like we do. That's why whores like her to keep coming back to us to satisfy them"

As I hear the men laughing the shame and guilt of it made me cry but I couldn't do anything g as I felt Abdul grabbing my chin and guiding my fav3 to his manhood again.

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So the basic plot is simple, a rich corporate woman meets a stranger and as things turn out starts to fall for him slowly. On the way cheating on her husband or fiancee whichever we decide. She always means to end it but again she's there in his arms and how slowly he corrupts her, making her do things she won't ever do. With time he pulled her more down the rabbit hole into a dark world of darkness. I wanna explore the slow process and build up to this.

I DONT WANNA PLAY A DUMB HORNY WOMAN. so please if your ideas are me playing someone who just can't keep her panties off, please don't message me. If you do message please add your ideas or review the plot, then just say "Hi let's do it".

Kinks- manipulation, power shift, infidelity, multiple characters, detail setup , proper storyline, drug/alcohol abuse, degradation, humiliation, dressing up, age gap or any other taboo u can think of

Limits- incest (don't have a brother in real and can't imagine my dad doing stuff ), piss play.

Hate- cheesy players, God mode characters, guys who knows everything, faking your real life.

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It was getting very boring and irritating as I sat at the counter of the high-end bar of the hotel. Rocking my glass in my hand as I looked at the dusky liquid swirling around the cubes of ice inside the glass. I was trying to find a way to take another gulp as my stomach grumbled under the effect of the 4th glass of whiskey. I was never a regular drinker nor a heavy one, but I didn't know why I was sitting here, with my one leg folded on the other one and my body in a dejected mode as I looked at the bartender who was staring at my glass, hoping to refill it I guess. As my phone rang I saw my husband/fiancee's name flashed on the screen and in irritation, I cut the call. I didn't want to talk to the guy who was just yesterday shouting at me and my head ached from trying to even remember the reason for our fight. Was it his mother's continuous poking about me working or was it him going on a foreign Trip for 6 months and I was the last one to know.

So a business getaway was a good chance to clear my head after the huge argument I had with him and I didn't know how, I ended up at the bar of my hotel after the seminar. Mingling with the crowd was not my thing anyways and as I sat the drinks kept on flowing on their own.

As I chugged the last peg and kept it on the counter my eyes rolled in frustration as my head spun and I was finding it hard to grab my purse to take out some cash and pay for the drinks. I was right to not drink, it doesn't help you get over the pain in your mind but it makes you more depressed. As suddenly my big GUCCI bag stumbled from my grip and fell on the marble floor and my items sprayed all over the floor. I cursed myself as I got out of the high chair and almost stumbled on the floor myself, wearing heels while drunk is not a good thing, a new thing I learned today.

As I got on my knees and tried to grab the stuff around, my knees on the floor and my body almost in a praying bend position I saw a pair of shoes near my face, by the look of it cheap leather shoes with even cheaper polish over them tapping near my face and I looked up to see a young man grinning at me within his hands, a piece of my lipstick.

"I think I prefer dark red to this "

As I gave him a sinister look and got my back straightened on my knees and moved my hand to ask for the lipstick. He chuckled and put it in my plan but also b2nd down to grab the rest of the stuff as I just kneeled there watching him.

"You know, a woman like you doesn't seem the clumsy type"

"What do you mean by a woman like me?"

"Well, (as he looked at me with a stare) well dressed, expensive bag, latest iPhone and all. Who broke your heart dear?"

He again gave me that cheap grinning smile as he zipped my bag lock and again looked at me with a judgemental look.

"Mind your own business "

As I tried to get up, I was finding it even harder to stand as my pencil skirt was making it a bit tight to be in free motion. Then I saw him offering his hand for support and with great regret, I put my hand in his and got up to my heels again trying to balance myself.

"Drunk are we? Are you sure you're ok? You need me to call someone ?"

I gave him a look full of irritation as I put the money I had taken from the purse on the counter.

"I ron5 need anybody to take care of me mister.....whatever your name is....and don't bother to hit on me...I'm not looking for a companion "

As I knew his type, roaming around the bar looking for one-night stands. A loose woman was their target always.

"OH...wohh...back down tigress...I'm just trying to help you out.... but it seems it's my bad"

As he looked a bit offended and I rolled my head as it was giving me a severe headache.

"Look...sorry...I'm just not in the mood...."

"It's ok.....I'm here.....if you just wanna talk...."

He smiled at me and offered his hands to help me walk.

......next morning...

My head was hurting like hell and I shouted at my maid to grab me some water. Then I suddenly realized I was not in my own bed, but in a hotel room, and then I realized I was still at the conference I checked my phone and realized I have to catch a plane back home soon. But then my head hurt like hell and I knew the last night's drinks were not a good idea. But something else felt off, as I moved my hand around and realized I was naked and barely covered by the sheet. As I tried to cover myself I felt the sheets were too heavy to move and then I saw a naked ass beside me, a bit hairy one and it hit me that a guy was snoring just beside me. I looked around and the room was a mess, my panties on the nightstand lamp, my bra on the fave of the guy sleeping near me and the full room smelled of sex and alcohol. I shook my head as I rushed to the bathroom and in half an hour I was pushing my suitcase out of the room as the guy was still snoring. I shook my head in anger as I closed the hotel room and felt the pain around my body, not just because of the drinks but the bite marks and red play sign imprinted on my ass. WTF happened last night.....but whatever it was was not going to happen again for sure. As I put on my sunglasses and moved toward the exit.

.......6 months later.....

My phone kept on buzzing and I kept on ignoring it as I sat in a high-profile meeting with my directors. We were working on a big project and I needed to be on my toes to grab this one. But again and again, the call from an unknown number kept coming up on my screen, and as I saw the number my heart kept on beating faster.

The fucker from the conference had been calling me for the last few weeks, wanting to meet and talk. I threatened him with police and dire consequences but again he just kept on begging for a coffee meet. As jy phone again rang one of my partners, a fat old uncle of mine looked at me and sounded a bit angry

"Ayesha if you're needed elsewhere you can leave dear, we adults have to work"

I controlled myself from jumping over him and hitting him with my leg. I just smiled as I grabbed the phone and messaged him

"OK 5 o'clock...any cafe...just send me the location "

I thought it would be better to end it once and for all.

..... a few weeks later....

We were sitting in a beachside cafe and I was looking at the same guy who was my 1 nightstand a few months back and now I was sitting here holding his hand as he asked me about my day and looked at the flowers he bought me. I tried to push the feeling of infidelity in the back of my mind as I tried to enjoy his company as he smiled at me and kissed my hands. I knew this was wrong and I was sure this was just something I need to 2nd soon, but it did feel so good to be with him.

.....few months later...

I was trying hard to cover my face with my scarf as I tried hard to walk in the back alleyway when your message popped up on my phone. I saw the location you had sent for our evening meeting up and I rolled my eye. I couldn't believe myself, that is why I was letting myself fall for you as I saw the cheap motel in front of me. It was even evident from outside that it was a fuck hotel as girls in tight revealing clothes walked in and out and some guys were smoking outside the pavement. I knew it was bad for me to be here but my legs still moved to meet you.

Soon I was laying half naked on the bed as you were stripping me and looked so happy

"Damn what will your husband/fiancee say if he knew you're here in my bed babe"

His remark just made me feel more guilty but all that guilt evaporated when I saw you undressing and I pushed all my morals to the side. I knew this is the last time and I won't be letting him fuck me again.

.....few more months later"

My knees hurt as I was on my knees sucking this godforsaken man's dick, as the sound of a sports playing on TV filled the cheap small dirty flat of his, which he had just rented a few months back. My mouth was going up and down as I tasted his manhood in my mouth and he was sipping a beer and shouting at the screen as he was not liking how he's the team he has betted on was losing. In between, I got a bit irritated and looked up at him

"Common man...can't we just.....I mean...finish this...first...and then you can go back to the bloody match"

He looked at me with a bit of irritation and then smil2d as she bend down and kissed me

"You know babe ... how much I love your mouth around my dick like a lovely whore you are"

As he chuckled at his own dirty joke and then switched the TV off and pulled me up in his arms. As we kissed I felt a bit more relaxed. He bend and grabbed a rolled-up joint from th3 take and pushed it near my lips and I looked a bit worried

"No babe...I don't like this stuff"

"Try babe...you will love it ...just like u do my dick"

......some unknown place.....

I was feeling so weird as I walked along with packs as he held his hand on my waist...Well my ass more accurately, as I was feeling a bit naked in this skimpy outfit he made me wear today. I couldn't believe that I allowed myself to be here, a rundown pub with a private party going on, with lady dancers at the center of the place and men throwing money at them as they danced. I was wearing a body tight top and a floral skirt that was showing a lot of thighs as packs introduced me to the host of the party

"Babe this is Abdul....my dealer. Today is his birthday, say hi"

I smiled at Abdul as he took my hands in his fat greasy hands and I felt I should run away. As he smoked a joint and then shouted at someone to grab us drinks.

...........

I was finding it hard to concentrate as 2 pairs of hands were pulling me from opposite sides. One was packs was how in front of me and making me suck on his dick like the countless time he was chugging a beer. Later he passed the beer to Abdul, who was standing behind me, my naked ass at his disposal as he took a sip too, and slapped my ass as he talked to packs.

"Man, I told you to don't rich girls' pussy are tighter and more fun to fuck. Their husbands don't treat them like we do. That's why whores like her to keep coming back to us to satisfy them"

As I hear the men laughing the shame and guilt of it made me cry but I couldn't do anything g as I felt Abdul grabbing my chin and guiding my fav3 to his manhood again.

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So the basic plot is simple, a rich corporate woman meets a stranger and as things turn out starts to fall for him slowly. On the way cheating on her husband or fiancee whichever we decide. She always means to end it but again she's there in his arms and how slowly he corrupts her, making her do things she won't ever do. With time he pulled her more down the rabbit hole into a dark world of darkness. I wanna explore the slow process and build up to this.

I DONT WANNA PLAY A DUMB HORNY WOMAN. so please if your ideas are me playing someone who just can't keep her panties off, please don't message me. If you do message please add your ideas or review the plot, then just say "Hi let's do it".

Kinks- manipulation, power shift, infidelity, multiple characters, detail setup , proper storyline, drug/alcohol abuse, degradation, humiliation, dressing up, age gap or any other taboo u can think of

Limits- incest (don't have a brother in real and can't imagine my dad doing stuff ), piss play.

Hate- cheesy players, God mode characters, guys who knows everything, faking your real life.

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Ayesha was standing just outside her college , leaning on her car as a bike zoomed past her with 3 guys piling on it. One of the guy couldn't stop staring at her. As he almost jumped off the bike as it stopped abruptly. The guy in loose clothes walked towards her trying to adjust his hair. He smiled at her and extended his hand towards her.

"Hi im pankaj."

She gave him a weak fake smile and replied.

"Hi, I'm not interested "

And walked away rolling her eyes.

(Few months later)

It was a bit weird for Ayesha as she looked at pankaj waving at her as she walked towards him at the entrance of the mall. She was 1 hour late for their first date and he seemed unfazed.

"It's was such heavy traffic"

He smiled and said

"It's okay ayesha, i don't mind waiting. "

As he guided me towards the entry of the gate giving a stsre to my mini skirt and top.

"You look beautiful today "

As I smiled back and held his hands, as we moved to the counter snd paid for the tickets. I paid for both as I knew his purse can't kay recliner tickets.

(Few more months later )

"You know I don't like when you talk to ravi, he keeps staring at you"

"Common pankaj he's my friend....and he's not a creep"

Pankaj looked at me with sad eyes and spoke up

"But you know how jealous I get baby, promise me you won't talk to ravi much....please do it for me "

I rolled my eyes as I saw my bf with puppy eyes and knew i had to agree.

(Year later)

"What the fuck ayesha, it's already 1o mons late, how much time you need to get ready"

I could hear pankaj screaming at me as I rushed to the car he was waiting in .

"Sorry sorry...just couldn't find my phone."

As he gave a look to my dress

"I told you I don't like you wearing this top. Its like ur dressing up for men to stsre at your tits, don't you have any idea how you look in such dresses. Go change first "

I felt a bit agitated but I controlled my voice as I didnt wanna ruined my date.

"Common yaar let's go na... I would make sure next time."

(Couple of years later )

"Im sorry pankaj....please don't break it off"

"It's over ayesha...you don't respect my views, you always do what I hate. Its better to breaking off"

As I almost cried over phone

"Please pankaj...I'm sorry. I'll do anything you want babe...please..I love you"

"You don't...If you did you won't question me always. You just act like a snob. Always showing off your money and acting like a spoiled brat. If you loved me you wnt mind sending me a pic ....it's not like I ahvwnt seen you naked. "

As the thought of sending a bra pic shook me and his words hurt my ego as I kept on begging for forgiveness.

.........

I laid in bed with my whole body feeling like it has been bulldozed by a roller and it was such a task to even open my eyes. i felt a hand over my naked body and I tried to adjust my view as the interior of Pankaj dingy flat come to view. the last night birthday party with him and his friends. was such a blur. my head hurt as i noticed pankaj snoring beside me and I tried to moved his ahnd away to get up, but then I suddenly felt that the hand I was holding didn't belonged to him.

i looked sideways and there was another guy on my other side snoring along, and as I noticed his naked body the realisation hit me and my face turned white.

.....

Hi there, I'm looking for some long term , para based players, who are open to creating a slow world building around a base theme but also adding more kinks and stuff as the world grows.

As you can see the theme hwre is about a toxic relationship and how the relationship changes overtime. How the corruption takes over the girls feminist behaviour and turned her into a weak gf. The path of the relationship is what I wanna explore. Not rushing to just sex bwtween themor him ordering her around like a dom.

So if you interested make sure for this pointers.

Not looking for billionaire studs waiting to bring thr inner slut of a shy girl. Not looking to sext as a horny woman ready to drop her panties. So read forward only if you're interested in something more than just a short term horny chats.

So if youre still reading let's connect and talk about stuff which would be fun for both of us. As a woman in real life i do enjoy my freedom and position in life. But same time I feel highly aroused by talks of misogynistic themes.

How strong independent women like me are made to realise how wrong we are when we say we don't men. How men in their raw nature have the tendency to be the alpha onw in the relationship always. How sometimes some bad choices put us women in some toxic relationship which we know are bad for us but still the pull of it keeps us hooked and trapped.

I want to talk or experience such themes in a long world building rp. Surely it would be tiresome and would need patience and lots of writing skills to make sure we both enjoy the resulting action.

There's a reason for everything and I ove tk explore those in detail. Not just that someone does something life altering just because they are horny. The idea of a sex starved women doing stupid things is a off.

Let's connect and see if we can make some memorable stories together.

My age:29. Reply all 18+

Kinks- manipulation, power shift, infidelity, multiple characters, detail setup , proper storyline, drug/alcohol abuse or any other taboo u can think of

Limits- incest (don't have a brother in real and can't imagine my dad doing stuff ), piss play and cuckolding.

Hate- cheesy players, God mode characters, guys who knows everything and not looking for a dom to control me.\[F4M\] A power shift between a feminist and a misogynistic boy friend.

​

Ayesha was standing just outside her college , leaning on her car as a bike zoomed past her with 3 guys piling on it. One of the guy couldn't stop staring at her. As he almost jumped off the bike as it stopped abruptly. The guy in loose clothes walked towards her trying to adjust his hair. He smiled at her and extended his hand towards her.

"Hi im pankaj."

She gave him a weak fake smile and replied.

"Hi, I'm not interested "

And walked away rolling her eyes.

(Few months later)

It was a bit weird for Ayesha as she looked at pankaj waving at her as she walked towards him at the entrance of the mall. She was 1 hour late for their first date and he seemed unfazed.

"It's was such heavy traffic"

He smiled and said

"It's okay ayesha, i don't mind waiting. "

As he guided me towards the entry of the gate giving a stsre to my mini skirt and top.

"You look beautiful today "

As I smiled back and held his hands, as we moved to the counter snd paid for the tickets. I paid for both as I knew his purse can't kay recliner tickets.

(Few more months later )

"You know I don't like when you talk to ravi, he keeps staring at you"

"Common pankaj he's my friend....and he's not a creep"

Pankaj looked at me with sad eyes and spoke up

"But you know how jealous I get baby, promise me you won't talk to ravi much....please do it for me "

I rolled my eyes as I saw my bf with puppy eyes and knew i had to agree.

(Year later)

"What the fuck ayesha, it's already 1o mons late, how much time you need to get ready"

I could hear pankaj screaming at me as I rushed to the car he was waiting in .

"Sorry sorry...just couldn't find my phone."

As he gave a look to my dress

"I told you I don't like you wearing this top. Its like ur dressing up for men to stsre at your tits, don't you have any idea how you look in such dresses. Go change first "

I felt a bit agitated but I controlled my voice as I didnt wanna ruined my date.

"Common yaar let's go na... I would make sure next time."

(Couple of years later )

"Im sorry pankaj....please don't break it off"

"It's over ayesha...you don't respect my views, you always do what I hate. Its better to breaking off"

As I almost cried over phone

"Please pankaj...I'm sorry. I'll do anything you want babe...please..I love you"

"You don't...If you did you won't question me always. You just act like a snob. Always showing off your money and acting like a spoiled brat. If you loved me you wnt mind sending me a pic ....it's not like I ahvwnt seen you naked. "

As the thought of sending a bra pic shook me and his words hurt my ego as I kept on begging for forgiveness.

.........

I laid in bed with my whole body feeling like it has been bulldozed by a roller and it was such a task to even open my eyes. i felt a hand over my naked body and I tried to adjust my view as the interior of Pankaj dingy flat come to view. the last night birthday party with him and his friends. was such a blur. my head hurt as i noticed pankaj snoring beside me and I tried to moved his ahnd away to get up, but then I suddenly felt that the hand I was holding didn't belonged to him.

i looked sideways and there was another guy on my other side snoring along, and as I noticed his naked body the realisation hit me and my face turned white.

.....

Hi there, I'm looking for some long term , para based players, who are open to creating a slow world building around a base theme but also adding more kinks and stuff as the world grows.

As you can see the theme hwre is about a toxic relationship and how the relationship changes overtime. How the corruption takes over the girls feminist behaviour and turned her into a weak gf. The path of the relationship is what I wanna explore. Not rushing to just sex bwtween themor him ordering her around like a dom.

So if you interested make sure for this pointers.

Not looking for billionaire studs waiting to bring thr inner slut of a shy girl. Not looking to sext as a horny woman ready to drop her panties. So read forward only if you're interested in something more than just a short term horny chats.

So if youre still reading let's connect and talk about stuff which would be fun for both of us. As a woman in real life i do enjoy my freedom and position in life. But same time I feel highly aroused by talks of misogynistic themes.

How strong independent women like me are made to realise how wrong we are when we say we don't men. How men in their raw nature have the tendency to be the alpha onw in the relationship always. How sometimes some bad choices put us women in some toxic relationship which we know are bad for us but still the pull of it keeps us hooked and trapped.

I want to talk or experience such themes in a long world building rp. Surely it would be tiresome and would need patience and lots of writing skills to make sure we both enjoy the resulting action.

There's a reason for everything and I ove tk explore those in detail. Not just that someone does something life altering just because they are horny. The idea of a sex starved women doing stupid things is a off.

Let's connect and see if we can make some memorable stories together.

My age:29. Reply all 18+

Kinks- manipulation, power shift, infidelity, multiple characters, detail setup , proper storyline, drug/alcohol abuse or any other taboo u can think of

Limits- incest (don't have a brother in real and can't imagine my dad doing stuff ), piss play and cuckolding.

Hate- cheesy players, God mode characters, guys who knows everything and not looking for a dom to control me.\[F4M\] A power shift between a feminist and a misogynistic boy friend.

​

Ayesha was standing just outside her college , leaning on her car as a bike zoomed past her with 3 guys piling on it. One of the guy couldn't stop staring at her. As he almost jumped off the bike as it stopped abruptly. The guy in loose clothes walked towards her trying to adjust his hair. He smiled at her and extended his hand towards her.

"Hi im pankaj."

She gave him a weak fake smile and replied.

"Hi, I'm not interested "

And walked away rolling her eyes.

(Few months later)

It was a bit weird for Ayesha as she looked at pankaj waving at her as she walked towards him at the entrance of the mall. She was 1 hour late for their first date and he seemed unfazed.

"It's was such heavy traffic"

He smiled and said

"It's okay ayesha, i don't mind waiting. "

As he guided me towards the entry of the gate giving a stsre to my mini skirt and top.

"You look beautiful today "

As I smiled back and held his hands, as we moved to the counter snd paid for the tickets. I paid for both as I knew his purse can't kay recliner tickets.

(Few more months later )

"You know I don't like when you talk to ravi, he keeps staring at you"

"Common pankaj he's my friend....and he's not a creep"

Pankaj looked at me with sad eyes and spoke up

"But you know how jealous I get baby, promise me you won't talk to ravi much....please do it for me "

I rolled my eyes as I saw my bf with puppy eyes and knew i had to agree.

(Year later)

"What the fuck ayesha, it's already 1o mons late, how much time you need to get ready"

I could hear pankaj screaming at me as I rushed to the car he was waiting in .

"Sorry sorry...just couldn't find my phone."

As he gave a look to my dress

"I told you I don't like you wearing this top. Its like ur dressing up for men to stsre at your tits, don't you have any idea how you look in such dresses. Go change first "

I felt a bit agitated but I controlled my voice as I didnt wanna ruined my date.

"Common yaar let's go na... I would make sure next time."

(Couple of years later )

"Im sorry pankaj....please don't break it off"

"It's over ayesha...you don't respect my views, you always do what I hate. Its better to breaking off"

As I almost cried over phone

"Please pankaj...I'm sorry. I'll do anything you want babe...please..I love you"

"You don't...If you did you won't question me always. You just act like a snob. Always showing off your money and acting like a spoiled brat. If you loved me you wnt mind sending me a pic ....it's not like I ahvwnt seen you naked. "

As the thought of sending a bra pic shook me and his words hurt my ego as I kept on begging for forgiveness.

.........

I laid in bed with my whole body feeling like it has been bulldozed by a roller and it was such a task to even open my eyes. i felt a hand over my naked body and I tried to adjust my view as the interior of Pankaj dingy flat come to view. the last night birthday party with him and his friends. was such a blur. my head hurt as i noticed pankaj snoring beside me and I tried to moved his ahnd away to get up, but then I suddenly felt that the hand I was holding didn't belonged to him.

i looked sideways and there was another guy on my other side snoring along, and as I noticed his naked body the realisation hit me and my face turned white.

.....

Hi there, I'm looking for some long term , para based players, who are open to creating a slow world building around a base theme but also adding more kinks and stuff as the world grows.

As you can see the theme hwre is about a toxic relationship and how the relationship changes overtime. How the corruption takes over the girls feminist behaviour and turned her into a weak gf. The path of the relationship is what I wanna explore. Not rushing to just sex bwtween themor him ordering her around like a dom.

So if you interested make sure for this pointers.

Not looking for billionaire studs waiting to bring thr inner slut of a shy girl. Not looking to sext as a horny woman ready to drop her panties. So read forward only if you're interested in something more than just a short term horny chats.

So if youre still reading let's connect and talk about stuff which would be fun for both of us. As a woman in real life i do enjoy my freedom and position in life. But same time I feel highly aroused by talks of misogynistic themes.

How strong independent women like me are made to realise how wrong we are when we say we don't men. How men in their raw nature have the tendency to be the alpha onw in the relationship always. How sometimes some bad choices put us women in some toxic relationship which we know are bad for us but still the pull of it keeps us hooked and trapped.

I want to talk or experience such themes in a long world building rp. Surely it would be tiresome and would need patience and lots of writing skills to make sure we both enjoy the resulting action.

There's a reason for everything and I ove tk explore those in detail. Not just that someone does something life altering just because they are horny. The idea of a sex starved women doing stupid things is a off.

Let's connect and see if we can make some memorable stories together.

My age:29. Reply all 18+

Kinks- manipulation, power shift, infidelity, multiple characters, detail setup , proper storyline, drug/alcohol abuse or any other taboo u can think of

Limits- incest (don't have a brother in real and can't imagine my dad doing stuff ), piss play and cuckolding.

Hate- cheesy players, God mode characters, guys who knows everything and not looking for a dom to control me.\[F4M\] A power shift between a feminist and a misogynistic boy friend.