u/yejiies

Synopsis: In this story, an eager young woman is denied human rights in a Utopian township due to her race.

Synus was a decently sized island, around the size of Hong Kong, located in the South Pacific Ocean. It was artificially constructed on an oceanic shelf by a group of wealthy businessmen seeking things that no country on each could give them. While their desires were depraved, they were intelligent men, and had the capability to design a utopia.

Laws were developed with one purpose in mind. Provide a utopian life for their citizens, at the expense of the disenfranchised underclass. This enslaved underclass, comprised of refugees and their descendants, formed the bulk of society, but their influence was strictly curtailed. They were trained to serve, brainwashed and tormented until they eagerly accepted their place as inferior beings. They performed all the manual labor at no cost, allowing the high-class citizens to enjoy high-quality leisure at their expense. Each household owned at least a single slave. In many homes, there was a slave who performed menial labor around the house, and another serving as a pleasure toy. Houses with a single slave often had the poor creature playing both roles.

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David and Jen were a young couple, freshly married. They met in college, and ended up working for the same company. David's parents weren't thrilled about him marrying an Asian woman, but he pushed them to accept it, and they seemed to be alright with his decision at present.

Both of their jobs were both high paying and remote. As it turned out, that made them eligible for possible Synese citizenship. At first, they were hesitant to uproot their lives and rebuild their social circle, but the idea of a utopia was too good to pass up. Neither of them were morally against slavery, as opposed to the overwhelming majority of their friends. This made them prime candidates to reap the rewards of a two-tiered society.

At first, all was good and well. They were each given tourist visas lasting half a year, with the expectation being that they would convert it to a long term stay within that period. They befriended some of the neighbors; the rest seemed to have an issue with an interracial couple. Still, they accrued friends, joined a book club, a tennis club, and even bought a slave. While David was excited to have a plaything, Jen was over the moon, eagerly stepping into the role of a dominatrix. Her naked cruelty surprised David, he had always seen her as a shy thoughtful woman. Still, he enjoyed watching her mercilessly train their newest acquisition.

Four months after they moved in, David was granted permanent residency, after a series of in-depth interviews. Unfortunately, Jen was rejected. The earliest she could reapply was in a years time. Naturally, her first thought was to move back home and lick her wounds. David found an alternative, one that would let them, more or less, keep reaping the pleasures of a utopian society. The only problem? Jen would have to register as a slave, owned by her husband. They would have to formally divorce, and maintain a lie to the outside world.

At first, Jen was horrified at the thought of living as an inferior individual. Over time, though, David helped her get over her fears, convincing her that she'd be able to live as a free woman at home, only presenting as a slave in public. Despite her reluctance, she agreed, only because David loved the place so much. Little did she know there was a long way down from there.

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Note: I welcome any sort of spin on races or dynamics here, perhaps David is the one forced to be a slave. Let me know!

I would love to know your thoughts on the plot, send it in your first message. It doesn't have to be long, I just want to know you're interested in the plot and not messaging me because you're bored.

Kinks: Bdsm, orientation play, anal, spanking, latex, bitchsuits, encasement, role reversal, impact play, torture, painplay, body mod, exhibitionism, humiliation, degradation, objectification, forniphilia, petplay, raceplay, misogyny, homophobia, chastity, gags, blindfolds, medical play, CMNF, ENF, humiliation, public nudity, cumplay, blowjobs, toilet play, diapers, blood, and more.

Limits: vomit, furry, bestiality, obesity, smegma.

I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+.

All my prompts are open :)

Was there such a thing as being too intimate? Well, if there was, then college students Aimee and Sarah fit the bill. They both shared the lethal traits of being fit, gay, and possessing a high sex drive. They would spend hours exploring each others bodies, wringing dozens of orgasms out of each other before they finally tired out. They believed they were simply enjoying the bodies God gave them, yet a friend was disgusted when they heard the details. The couple decided to visit a therapist to see if they were doing things wrong.

Dr. Richards was the perfect fit for them. He would solve their problem for good. His method? Make rare what was common.

First, he made them have sex in front of him. They were hesitant at first, but thanks to the aphrodisiac water they both drank, the girls were all over each other in minutes.

Next, he began to introduce various ways to keep them off each other. First came matching chastity belts to stop them from playing with each other's pussies. Next, when they began to explore each other's assholes, he introduced locking anal plugs. Next came chastity bras when they wouldn't stop nipple stimulation. When the girls had no choice but to grope each other, he locked mitts around their hands to prevent them from doing that. At this point, they could no longer function by themselves, and he moved in with them. Finally, he put gags and blindfolds on both of them, preventing any contact between the two.

Finally, he introduced his own cock as a form of relief for the squirming lesbians, only when they begged for it. He allowed them to touch each other again, only when one was spreading the other's cheeks for him to enter. They could only kiss, only when drooling his cum into the other's mouth. By denying what they truly desired (lesbian sex) and replacing it with something they hated (a man), they would learn what longing meant, what need meant, and most importantly, to never visit a perverted therapist ever again!

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Kinks: Bdsm, orientation play, anal, spanking, latex, petplay, raceplay, misogyny, homophobia, female chastity, gags, blindfolds, medical play, CMNF, ENF, humiliation, public nudity, cum, blowjobs, and more.

Limits: Vomit, Obesity, Underage, Bestiality, Smegma.

Anna's fingers felt brand new, which was to be expected after not having used them for over two years. She took a deep breath, shaking as she contemplated the gravity of what she was about to do. She was trapped in the basement, but she knew there was at least one thing in this foul-smelling room that would help her achieve her goal. She careful opened each drawer of the old desk, rummaging through old magazines, discarded sex toys, and rags, until she found her target: a length of sturdy rope.

Her hands shook, as she carefully tied a knot in the rope. In what felt like a past life, she had learned all about these knots. This was before she took the plunge, before her husband showed his true colors. A simpler time.

Anna stood on the desk, shivering in the drafty air. She was nude for the first time in ages, finally free of that horrific suit. It was incredulous to her that she had once put it on voluntarily. Of course, that was before she lost the privilege to take it off. Below her, she could see it glinting in the dim light, with all its buckles and devices. It had the ability to make every moment of her life hell, and she had experience nothing else for what felt like an eternity. Had one of the buckles not come undone, she would've likely spent the rest of her life in it.

She reached up on her tiptoes, and tied the end of the rope to a rafter. Once it was firmly tight, she closed her eyes, and placed the end of the noose around her neck. She planted her foot on the desk, and shuddered, preparing for the last thing she would ever do.

Her thoughts strayed to her husband. Former husband, that is. He had long since stopped calling her his wife, he preferred terms like slave and pet. She remembered the first time she crawled into the bitchsuit, relishing the unique feeling of having her arms and legs end in a stump. She had been so full of energy, crawling around, riding her husband's cock, eagerly eating her dinner, which was some sort of human-edible pet food. It had been so much fun. For a few days, though, not for a few years. To pay for her eagerness, she had been condemned by fate to spend two years serving her former husband as his slave. She couldn't take it anymore.

Without any further ado, Anna jerked her feet, sending the desk leaning dangerously one one end. Just as it looked to be about to right itself, it passed the point of no return, crashing to the ground. The girl felt her breath squeezed out of her, opening and closing her mouth involuntarily. She tried to suck in a breath, clawing at the rope with her fingers, but she couldn't rip through it. She knew she couldn't, and that brought her solace. She was finally free.

Just as she closed her eyes for the last, the basement door swung open. That sadistic monster she had once called her husband was on the other side, horrified. She smiled, and allowed the darkness to take her. That was an image she would happily take to her grave.

****

When she opened her eyes, it was so, so bright. Was she in heaven? She blinked, and heard beeping in the background. When she tried to move her wrists, she felt handcuffs holding them close.

"Hello darling." a sinister voice said. Without warning, her owner's face appeared over her, a wide grin. "Aren't you happy to see me?"

Anna screamed.

****

In case it wasn't clear by the title and the plot, this story is *dark*. I want Anna to hate every second of her slavery, to hate her owner for doing this to her. She will be made to obey under threat of torture, and sometimes more than just threats. To be clear, I don't want Anna to die at any moment, because frankly that would be her goal.

I would love to know your thoughts on the plot, send it in your first message. It doesn't have to be long, I just want to know you're interested in the plot and not messaging me because you're bored.

I greatly value proper spelling. I won't freak out if you misspell a word every now and then, but if every sentence contains misspelled words, it makes me feel as if you aren't the literate partner I'm seeking.

Kinks: Bdsm, orientation play, anal, spanking, latex, bitchsuits, encasement, role reversal, impact play, torture, painplay, body mod, exhibitionism, humiliation, degradation, objectification, forniphilia, petplay, raceplay, cuckqueaning/cuckolding, misogyny, homophobia, chastity, gags, blindfolds, medical play, CMNF, ENF, humiliation, public nudity, cumplay, blowjobs, pegging, CBT, toilet play, diapers, blood, snuff, and more.

Note that not every kink needs to be used in every roleplay. This is just a general list.

Limits: vomit, furry, bestiality, obesity, smegma, necrophilia.

All my prompts are open :)

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Anna's fingers felt brand new, which was to be expected after not having used them for over two years. She took a deep breath, shaking as she contemplated the gravity of what she was about to do. She was trapped in the basement, but she knew there was at least one thing in this foul-smelling room that would help her achieve her goal. She careful opened each drawer of the old desk, rummaging through old magazines, discarded sex toys, and rags, until she found her target: a length of sturdy rope.

Her hands shook, as she carefully tied a knot in the rope. In what felt like a past life, she had learned all about these knots. This was before she took the plunge, before her husband showed his true colors. A simpler time.

Anna stood on the desk, shivering in the drafty air. She was nude for the first time in ages, finally free of that horrific suit. It was incredulous to her that she had once put it on voluntarily. Of course, that was before she lost the privilege to take it off. Below her, she could see it glinting in the dim light, with all its buckles and devices. It had the ability to make every moment of her life hell, and she had experience nothing else for what felt like an eternity. Had one of the buckles not come undone, she would've likely spent the rest of her life in it.

She reached up on her tiptoes, and tied the end of the rope to a rafter. Once it was firmly tight, she closed her eyes, and placed the end of the noose around her neck. She planted her foot on the desk, and shuddered, preparing for the last thing she would ever do.

Her thoughts strayed to her husband. Former husband, that is. He had long since stopped calling her his wife, he preferred terms like slave and pet. She remembered the first time she crawled into the bitchsuit, relishing the unique feeling of having her arms and legs end in a stump. She had been so full of energy, crawling around, riding her husband's cock, eagerly eating her dinner, which was some sort of human-edible pet food. It had been so much fun. For a few days, though, not for a few years. To pay for her eagerness, she had been condemned by fate to spend two years serving her former husband as his slave. She couldn't take it anymore.

Without any further ado, Anna jerked her feet, sending the desk leaning dangerously one one end. Just as it looked to be about to right itself, it passed the point of no return, crashing to the ground. The girl felt her breath squeezed out of her, opening and closing her mouth involuntarily. She tried to suck in a breath, clawing at the rope with her fingers, but she couldn't rip through it. She knew she couldn't, and that brought her solace. She was finally free.

Just as she closed her eyes for the last, the basement door swung open. That sadistic monster she had once called her husband was on the other side, horrified. She smiled, and allowed the darkness to take her. That was an image she would happily take to her grave.

\*\*\*\*

When she opened her eyes, it was so, so bright. Was she in heaven? She blinked, and heard beeping in the background. When she tried to move her wrists, she felt handcuffs holding them close.

"Hello darling." a sinister voice said. Without warning, her owner's face appeared over her, a wide grin. "Aren't you happy to see me?"

Anna screamed.

\*\*\*\*

In case it wasn't clear by the title and the plot, this story is \*dark\*. I want Anna to hate every second of her slavery, to hate her owner for doing this to her. She will be made to obey under threat of torture, and sometimes more than just threats. To be clear, I don't want Anna to die at any moment, because frankly that would be her goal.

I would love to know your thoughts on the plot, send it in your first message. It doesn't have to be long, I just want to know you're interested in the plot and not messaging me because you're bored.

I greatly value proper spelling. I won't freak out if you misspell a word every now and then, but if every sentence contains misspelled words, it makes me feel as if you aren't the literate partner I'm seeking.

Kinks: Bdsm, orientation play, anal, spanking, latex, bitchsuits, encasement, role reversal, impact play, torture, painplay, body mod, exhibitionism, humiliation, degradation, objectification, forniphilia, petplay, raceplay, cuckqueaning/cuckolding, misogyny, homophobia, chastity, gags, blindfolds, medical play, CMNF, ENF, humiliation, public nudity, cumplay, blowjobs, pegging, CBT, toilet play, diapers, blood, snuff, and more.

Note that not every kink needs to be used in every roleplay. This is just a general list.

Limits: vomit, furry, bestiality, obesity, smegma, necrophilia.

I am 18+ and all participants and characters are 18+.

All my prompts are open :)

Synopsis: In this story, an eager young woman is denied human rights in a Utopian township due to her race.

Synus was a decently sized island, around the size of Hong Kong, located in the South Pacific Ocean. It was artificially constructed on an oceanic shelf by a group of wealthy businessmen seeking things that no country on each could give them. While their desires were depraved, they were intelligent men, and had the capability to design a utopia.

Laws were developed with one purpose in mind. Provide a utopian life for their citizens, at the expense of the disenfranchised underclass. This enslaved underclass, comprised of refugees and their descendants, formed the bulk of society, but their influence was strictly curtailed. They were trained to serve, brainwashed and tormented until they eagerly accepted their place as inferior beings. They performed all the manual labor at no cost, allowing the high-class citizens to enjoy high-quality leisure at their expense. Each household owned at least a single slave. In many homes, there was a slave who performed menial labor around the house, and another serving as a pleasure toy. Houses with a single slave often had the poor creature playing both roles.

****

David and Jen were a young couple, freshly married. They met in college, and ended up working for the same company. David's parents weren't thrilled about him marrying an Asian woman, but he pushed them to accept it, and they seemed to be alright with his decision at present.

Both of their jobs were both high paying and remote. As it turned out, that made them eligible for possible Synese citizenship. At first, they were hesitant to uproot their lives and rebuild their social circle, but the idea of a utopia was too good to pass up. Neither of them were morally against slavery, as opposed to the overwhelming majority of their friends. This made them prime candidates to reap the rewards of a two-tiered society.

At first, all was good and well. They were each given tourist visas lasting half a year, with the expectation being that they would convert it to a long term stay within that period. They befriended some of the neighbors; the rest seemed to have an issue with an interracial couple. Still, they accrued friends, joined a book club, a tennis club, and even bought a slave. While David was excited to have a plaything, Jen was over the moon, eagerly stepping into the role of a dominatrix. Her naked cruelty surprised David, he had always seen her as a shy thoughtful woman. Still, he enjoyed watching her mercilessly train their newest acquisition.

Four months after they moved in, David was granted permanent residency, after a series of in-depth interviews. Unfortunately, Jen was rejected. The earliest she could reapply was in a years time. Naturally, her first thought was to move back home and lick her wounds. David found an alternative, one that would let them, more or less, keep reaping the pleasures of a utopian society. The only problem? Jen would have to register as a slave, owned by her husband. They would have to formally divorce, and maintain a lie to the outside world.

At first, Jen was horrified at the thought of living as an inferior individual. Over time, though, David helped her get over her fears, convincing her that she'd be able to live as a free woman at home, only presenting as a slave in public. Despite her reluctance, she agreed, only because David loved the place so much. Little did she know there was a long way down from there.

****

Note: I welcome any sort of spin on races or dynamics here, perhaps David is the one forced to be a slave. Let me know!

I would love to know your thoughts on the plot, send it in your first message. It doesn't have to be long, I just want to know you're interested in the plot and not messaging me because you're bored.

Kinks: Bdsm, orientation play, anal, spanking, latex, bitchsuits, encasement, role reversal, impact play, torture, painplay, body mod, exhibitionism, humiliation, degradation, objectification, forniphilia, petplay, raceplay, misogyny, homophobia, chastity, gags, blindfolds, medical play, CMNF, ENF, humiliation, public nudity, cumplay, blowjobs, toilet play, diapers, blood, and more.

Limits: vomit, furry, bestiality, obesity, smegma.

I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+.

All my prompts are open :)

Synus was a decently sized island, around the size of Hong Kong, located in the South Pacific Ocean. It was artificially constructed on an oceanic shelf by a group of wealthy businessmen seeking things that no country on each could give them. While their desires were depraved, they were intelligent men, and had the capability to design a utopia.

Laws were developed with one purpose in mind. Provide a utopian life for their citizens, at the expense of the disenfranchised underclass. This enslaved underclass, comprised of refugees and their descendants, formed the bulk of society, but their influence was strictly curtailed. They were trained to serve, brainwashed and tormented until they eagerly accepted their place as inferior beings. They performed all the manual labor at no cost, allowing the high-class citizens to enjoy high-quality leisure at their expense. Each household owned at least a single slave. In many homes, there was a slave who performed menial labor around the house, and another serving as a pleasure toy. Houses with a single slave often had the poor creature playing both roles.

****

David and Jen were a young couple, freshly married. They met in college, and ended up working for the same company. David's parents weren't thrilled about him marrying an Asian woman, but he pushed them to accept it, and they seemed to be alright with his decision at present.

Both of their jobs were both high paying and remote. As it turned out, that made them eligible for possible Synese citizenship. At first, they were hesitant to uproot their lives and rebuild their social circle, but the idea of a utopia was too good to pass up. Neither of them were morally against slavery, as opposed to the overwhelming majority of their friends. This made them prime candidates to reap the rewards of a two-tiered society.

At first, all was good and well. They were each given tourist visas lasting half a year, with the expectation being that they would convert it to a long term stay within that period. They befriended some of the neighbors; the rest seemed to have an issue with an interracial couple. Still, they accrued friends, joined a book club, a tennis club, and even bought a slave. While David was excited to have a plaything, Jen was over the moon, eagerly stepping into the role of a dominatrix. Her naked cruelty surprised David, he had always seen her as a shy thoughtful woman. Still, he enjoyed watching her mercilessly train their newest acquisition.

Four months after they moved in, David was granted permanent residency, after a series of in-depth interviews. Unfortunately, Jen was rejected. The earliest she could reapply was in a years time. Naturally, her first thought was to move back home and lick her wounds. David found an alternative, one that would let them, more or less, keep reaping the pleasures of a utopian society. The only problem? Jen would have to register as a slave, owned by her husband. They would have to formally divorce, and maintain a lie to the outside world.

At first, Jen was horrified at the thought of living as an inferior individual. Over time, though, David helped her get over her fears, convincing her that she'd be able to live as a free woman at home, only presenting as a slave in public. Despite her reluctance, she agreed, only because David loved the place so much. Little did she know there was a long way down from there.

****

TLDR: In this story, an eager young woman is denied human rights in a utopian township due to her race.

Note: I welcome any sort of spin on races or dynamics here, perhaps David is the one forced to be a slave. Let me know!

I would love to know your thoughts on the plot, send it in your first message. It doesn't have to be long, I just want to know you're interested in the plot and not messaging me because you're bored.

Kinks: Bdsm, orientation play, anal, spanking, latex, bitchsuits, encasement, role reversal, impact play, torture, painplay, body mod, exhibitionism, humiliation, degradation, objectification, forniphilia, petplay, raceplay, misogyny, homophobia, chastity, gags, blindfolds, medical play, CMNF, ENF, humiliation, public nudity, cumplay, blowjobs, toilet play, diapers, blood, and more

Limits: vomit, furry, bestiality, obesity, smegma

All my prompts are open :)