[F4M] Play a highly contrasting character, and dominate or train me.
I'm looking for partners who enjoy playing with stark contrasts... dominant versus submissive, experienced versus innocent, cruel versus gentle. The thrill of the power dynamic gets me going, especially when there's a significant age gap or size difference (or other differences) to emphasize that imbalance. I want scenes where you take complete control, whether through force, manipulation, or supernatural means.
The messier, the better for me. I love non/dub consensual scenarios with real consequences, rough handling, and situations that bleed into everyday life. I love being degraded and used, pushed past my limits, and changed as a result. The idea of being recorded or shared in these moments is incredibly exciting.
My favorite kinks are size differences, age differences, forced, dub/noncon, breeding, rough play, bdsm, groups, race play, forced prostitution, pictures, recording, mind/body control, incest, impact on normal life, dirty talk, humiliation, beast, mean partners and supernatural.
If any of this sounds like it would be fun to you, message me with who you may want to play, your favorite kinks you want to include, and we can see if something clicks :) . I'm totally open, and in fact, incredibly interesting in molding something that is perfect for both of us, not just me, so I really do want to hear what would drive you wild!
I prefer longer term RP, and only on Reddit. No discord, sorry!
My hard limits are anything rule breaking. Gore, snuff, and scat. Most other things are either fine, or a positive :)
I prefer to play someone younger-ish, so like, below 30... but otherwise I can change lots about who I play.
(Some fun starter pairings... but don't use these unless they really drive you wild)
- My creepy neighbor.
- My grandfather I stay the summer with.
- A weird man my husband is renting our basement to.
- My younger nerdy brother.
- My older therapist.
- And lots more :)
Here is a sample intro for fun!
I watched from the kitchen window as my husband greeted our new tenant in the driveway, both of them laughing about something while they unloaded a battered suitcase and duffel bag from an old sedan. My stomach twisted into knots as I observed the man's size... broad shoulders that strained against his worn t-shirt, arms thick with muscle, and a large belly, as he hefted his belongings. But it was when he looked up at the house that my breath caught. His eyes found mine through the window and held for a moment too long, his expression unreadable in the shadow cast by his baseball cap. A slow smile spread across his weathered face before he turned back to help Mark.
By evening, I couldn't stay silent anymore. "Mark, honey, can we talk?" I fidgeted with my glass as we sat on the couch. "I know we need the money... but... I don't feel right about this. That man gave me such a strange look when he saw me watching." My husband patted my knee dismissively, his attention still on the game playing on TV.
"Sarah, you're being weird," Mark said with an exasperated sigh, finally glancing at me before returning to the screen. "He's just some guy who needs a place to stay while he's working a job in a new city. Besides, he's paying cash for three months upfront. That's more than we'd make in half a year with this Airbnb nonsense. So please, be a good host, we need this." He reached for his beer on the coffee table, the conversation over in his mind even as my anxiety grew.