r/dirtypenpals

Finally some time off. This is exactly what I needed. Two weeks of a cruise through the Caribbean. Some port calls. Plenty of events on board, both day and night. Even a single woman like me can get into some trouble on a cruise like this. Even while discounting the special rules about this cruise. The ones you had to be 18+ to even sign up for. The ones about free use.

You see to even sign up for this cruise you had to make your way through pages of disclaimers and waivers. All to find out that it was a sex cruise. Anyone could be used anywhere at anytime. Filled, bound, gangbanged, taken, whatever, whenever, and however they wanted it. Of course there were safe words and rules that must be followed to make sure nothing truly bad happened. But what is a single woman to do. Everyone, especially me, knows the single best way to reduce stress besides a vacation is a long hard fuck. Preferably one with a fat cock pushing into me. Knowing all the men and women aboard are verified never hurt either.

I can’t wait to get out and about. See the sights and get a tan. Sighing as I set my luggage down I change quickly into a skimpy bikini and a much too short sundress. Hoping that someone will take notice throughout the day today so I can start my vacation off right. Whether it happens on the sun deck, the dining hall, or maybe a dance floor. All I know is that I need to be fucked. By either one or many men throughout this cruise.

Hey DPP. Hope you’re all doing well. Obviously with this roleplay I’m leaning into some some heavy free use as well as some other things like bondage, breeding, public play, cumplay, lactation, gangbangs, pet play and plenty more that we can work into the roleplay. My heavy limits are blood scat and drugs. Please ask questions if you want to try anything else. I’m pushing for a more long term roleplay personally and write 1-3 paragraphs per respond. I like to play myself and can provide a description or reference pictures as preferred. Please reach out if interested.

It was so nice to be home during summer vacation, college is nice, but nothing beats the comfort of home. The best thing, you could finally hop into the pool again whenever you wanted, after your dad died when you were young your family was granted a big sum of money from his life insurance and so all you remember is an extremely comfortable life. You had been enjoying your afternoon in the pool when suddenly your mother goes to sunbathe.

She was wearing a one piece bikini, that recently accentuated her ass and had a deep cleavage. She was young when she had you, barely 18, meaning that now at 38 she was still a stunning appearance. Whenever she bent over you swore you could see her nipples, she had always been very free about her body, but something changed recently, as if she was doing it on purpose, as if she was seducing you.

You always knew your mother, Deborah, was attractive conventionally, she had long brown hair, blue eyes, thick lips, C-cup breast, a nice ass and she went running often so she was fit. Yet this time apart from her at college did something weird, suddenly you couldn't help, but wonder how she would look on her knees with those thick lips of her wrapped around your cock (Where they belong!). You started wondering why she never took a new man and how that might leave her sexually frustrated. You started wondering if maybe all the teasing wasn't on purpose and you could actually do more.

Hey there dpp!
Thanks for reading my little snippet of writing. I am looking for an incest prompt today, the premise is quite simple. Your character will start sneaking around, spying on his mother, hiding her clothes while she's in the shower, stealing her panties, trying to grope her while she's sleeping, etc.

I think you get the idea, but my character would secretly be into it too, until you make a move one night or it gets too obvious and your character fucks his own mother and makes her his bitch.

You can reach me through chat, feel free to directly hop into it or if you want to discuss first. All old prompts on my account are open too.

I hope to hear from a lot of you! :p

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There was a reason why I didn't hit the town with the girls very often, only when they were very persistent.

They probably thought I was being boring, but in truth I loved getting out and letting my hair down.

The real problem was what happened when I did go out and have a few drinks. I always got the horn... Not just a little bit, either, like to the point where I had to leave.. looking around at groups of boisterous men and imagining what they could do to me if they got between my thighs.

A married mum of two shouldn't think like that, but I just couldn't help myself.

Luckily for me, I wasn't a tall slim blonde that dressed slutty, so encounters with such men weren't too much of a danger. Or so I thought.

That was until tonight. As usual, my friends had started to scatter around several nearby bars, all going AWOL until I was left on my own waiting for someone to come back. Fuck it, I'd finish my drink and get a cab home. Hopefully my husband would still be up and ready to have some adult fun. However, part of me, even though I knew it was wrong, longed for the kind of fuck that a loving husband could never deliver...

Then you appeared. Light hearted, flirty, oozing charisma and very much attractive enough to hold my attention. In a very short space of time you had me hook line and sinker. The moment you'd admitted you were from out of town and had a hotel room a few minutes walk away I knew I was about to do something that I might regret but very much enjoy... There was something about you that told me it wouldn't be a straight forward quickie. Everything about the way you were working me over with your wit said that you knew exactly what you were doing, and exactly what you wanted to do to me.

Then you moved in and kissed me. The rest was a blur and before I knew it you were opening your hotel room door and pulling me inside....

I still wasn't sure, wasn't certain what this was going to be. Would it be a quick five minutes in missionary? something fun but similar to what I could have received if I'd been a good girl and retreated home? Or were you about to prove my judgement was right, and that you were far from a gentleman.

The answer came in just a few moments. First, your strong arms spinning me before we'd had chance to move more than a few paces into the room, firmly but gently bending me forwards. A hand sliding the fabric of my dress up over my full pale rump of an ass. A spank that echoed, followed by another for good measure. My ass tingled and burned. Then, the final telling moment. The sound and feeling as your hand grabbed my panties and tore them from me and tossed them aside.

Hey all,

If you enjoyed my prompt let me know and let's play!

Kinks are open, the main theme I'm going for here is that I'm tired of gentle loving sex, and end up on the receiving end of a true fucking...

Limits that I see being a thing here are toilet play, hard pain and violence and lasting damage. I have more limits but within the scene I've set out I don't see them being an issue.

Hit me up and let's have some midweek fun.

Like the title says, I love those groping Japanese train videos. You know the ones - girl gets on a train and suddenly gets a few wandering hands touching her. Don't get me wrong, I know it's not right and I shouldn't, but I'll watch them and just can't stop thinking about myself in her situation. How there are guys just touching her, feeling her body with absolutely no regard whatsoever for how she feels.

The sex isn't even that important for me, but the buildup to it? The groping, touching what they want, hands all over her body? That sends me completely wild. I think it's the vulnerability, plus the degrading and objectifying nature of it. I love how it essentially reduces me to being a waking sex toy to be touched when men feel like, even if I was someone's daughter before that. Both that and the anonymity of groping - how one guy in a crowd just needs to reach out and touch me and I'll never know who - is enough to shake my world up.

Anyways, I'm hoping there's some guys out there with similar fantasies or experiences who want to talk about this. Fantasise about outfits and places, what you'd do, experiences, ideal scenarios... Apparently I'm better when I'm wetter, and typing this already has me pretty soaked, so cum and message me already!

The smell of eggs and bacon filled the house as the covers got pulled off of you to reveal the morning wood that got tending to every day, one of your fat assed maids getting on the bed ready to suck out the first load of the day from your balls. This was everyday life for you, ever since your rich mom and dad got divorced and you didn’t want to pick a side so they ended up buying you your own house along with hiring 4 thick milfs to care of you, of course they weren’t initially hired to tend to your sexual needs, their only instructions from your parents were that they do as you say, they didn’t know that would mean emptying your balls throughout the day. You had 4 beautiful thick fat booty milfs at your feet, controlling what they wore and what their daily tasks were, they were there to cook, clean, spit shine and twerk on cock for you. You scrolled a bit on your phone while she was busy gagging on your cock, missed calls from mom and dad, messages from your girlfriend, memes from your buddies, none of that mattered when you were throat deep in a milf about to bust a load…

Kinks: outfit control, free use, anal, creampie, sloppy bj, rough sex, degrading, spanking, rimming

Normally I prefer to start with the in character prompt, before talking about what I want to RP, but what started as a showcase of my version of Ciri, evolved from a kinky prompt into 5 thousand words of depraved fiction, so be warned. Don’t worry for normal RP I like to stick to a couple of paragraphs between replies and do not plan on swapping novellas between each other.

For the RP I’m hoping to play Ciri from Witcher after the games are over and she has saved the world and is no longer on the run from the countless forces that want to use her to breed their heir or saviour. Now that she is safe, she is free to be a badass witcheress and just have a good time monster slaying.

Except that due to all the trauma she accumulated over her life, she has became a rather reckless slut on the road that likes to risk her life for little coin and engage in kinky and somewhat unsafe sex. Lots of anal, regular gangbangs in villages she passes by, and of course all that huge and bitch breaking monster cocks. All the while she runs around the wilderness in high heels and hot but impractical armors.

Additionally this is not just meant to be a fuckfest, but also a witcher story, so while the dark world is kinda the norm, I’m hoping to include attention to detail in the form of alchemy, potions, oils, as well as gear and preparation. I know it slows the story down, but I’m hoping to have fun exploring these tiny details and turn this from a normal adventuring stuff into something fitting the witcher vibe.

Those above are basically my required kinks. While the rest of more specific and less mandatory ones get introduced in the story below. Additionally I would strongly prefer to host the RP on Discord as opposed on reddit for the sake of convenience and clarity.

So if the version of Ciri that would brew a concoction just to get monsters in heat sounds like your sound of girl, or if you are just looking for masturbation material, I welcome you to unzip and enjoy.

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Caaaahhh, Caaaaw

The shrieks of a gryphon spread across the mountain top as it tried to threaten the ashen haired women approaching it, yet it had no effect on the steady gait of the witcheress as she easily made her way through the treacherous rocky terrain despite her high heeled boots. It was only when she was close to the nest that she broke her step and charged the beast, Zirael in one hand and vial with alchemic substance in the other.

The gryphon knew it would have to leave its nest to deal with her and so it stopped cawing in preparation for a pounce. Clicking of heels echoed across the mountain for a moment, just before the clash of a beauty and the beast. But before the two could meet, Ciri started a pirouette in front of the monster and amidst a green flash, finished behind it and with a swing of her sword to cut off the tip of its tail.

She also threw the vial at the gryphon’s face just after blinking and as it broke, she could hear a sizzling sound as the corrosive liquid made contact with the beast. Together with the tail wound, which was burning with its own nastiness in the form of anti-gryphon oil, the monster went into a frenzy as agony made it forget about protecting its eggs.

Now was a time to step back, maybe steal an egg, and wait for it to tire itself, as nothing was more dangerous than an animal in a reckless frenzy. And yet, Ciri was determined to finish the battle right now. She felt her perception of time slow down as her adrenaline fueled battle lust was reaching its peak. She used to struggle just to survive. Now she was purposefully risking her life in a pointless battle for a meager amount of coin.

More risk, meant more rewards. And while a single mistake could cost her her life, it also meant that the beast was open for a flashy decapitation strike. Without wasting a moment she jumped at the back of the gryphon and ran across its spine to deliver a strong cut to the right side of its neck. But before she could finish the mutated avian it threw her off and only her blink saved her from its beak and claws.

Still she fell on the ground and cut her side on the sharp rocks that formed her landing ground. Wearing an armor that left her midriff purposefully exposed had its issues and heels made it hard to keep her balance once she lost her footing no matter how she trained. But in return she was the best looking monster slayer on the continent and the added risk of death only validated her choice as it kept her work interesting.

Her injury was nothing serious, it mostly hurt her pride as she did not get the showy kill she wanted. But the battle was over as the gryphon could now only bleed out. Walking slowly around the beast, Ciri retreated to a belt she left behind with tools she was going to need. Only after destroying the eggs did she approach the carcass to get her trophy and as well as some reagents she found more valuable than the gold from the job.

It took her a better part of the afternoon before she returned to camp, with the bloodied up trophy at her waist.

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Next day Ciri woke up with a familiar ache as well as a damp pussy. But she was quite used to it, as risking her life always put her in the right mood afterwards, and it was especially true this time considering that she was about to spice up her love life after weeks of monotonous gangbangs and regular nights with Kelpie.

Even though they had enjoyed two rounds of rough anal last night to celebrate the victory, it did nothing to quell the heat in her loins. In fact it felt as if the horsecock was merely a foreplay for today.

Still if she wished to give asshole a pounding it needed she had to get up from her uncomfortable bedroll and stop longingly gazing at the horsecock of her mare.

Yes, the black mare Kelpie has been with her for many years and the equine royalty has been her trusted companion. Still, while she was stronger, faster, and more tireless than other horses, in her later years Ciri felt as if she was lacking something. It was only when they visited a world with inhabitants who could masterfully sculpt flesh, that Kelpie received a magnificent horsecock, along with healthy libido that demanded she gets a release daily, less she grows sulky.

And while the witcheress wanted to enjoy that masterpiece of biomancy, the truth was she was growing bored of it, and if she wanted a memorable dicking she had work to do.

First was a quick breakfast consisting of stale bread, jerky and Kelpie’s cum along with her ass juices which were kept plugged in her butt overnight. While Ciri liked all kinds of semen, she preferred it fresh and usually washed of the stale kind. But considering plans for today it was only fitting to have a whore’s meal no matter how dirty and bitter it was.

After she had her dose of protein for the morning, the witcheress dug out a big charred glass from the remnants of her campfire. It was filled with yellowish liquid as well as parts of her latest kill. Mostly glands, feathers and some skin which were left in pure alcohol and heated up so that their essence would quickly infuse the alchemical base.

The purity of gryphon essence was too low for it to be useful for any potions. But Ciri stared at the bottle as if it was filled with liquid gold. What she made was the most basic perfume. Not the sweets and roses ladies of the court favored, or lilac and gooseberries preferred by her adoptive mother, but a gryphon. Female gryphon to be exact.

With the key ingredient ready, it was now time to create the final product. First Ciri filtered the piss colored perfume and removed the now useless gryphon parts. Then she took a darkened bottle from her alchemical bag and dropped a single precious hot pink droplet into her base. Before the drop made its way into the bowl, she felt her nipples harden and her pussy grew wet. She even felt the need to stretch and relax her ass in order to feel out her plug and get the extra stimulation she wanted so much.

Even though she used this extremely potent aphrodisiac rather frequently, it did not lose any potency from her body getting used to it. Rather it felt that her body knew what pleasures came from using the substance and the tiniest hint of it was enough to make her ready for sex.

Still Ciri had enough experience and self control not to start masturbating or fucking Kelpie, no matter how horny the preparation of her customized aphrodisiac made her. Instead she took out a small metal can filled with white ointment and mixed it into the bowl to thicken her gryphon seduction perfume. The ointment was a mix of healing and relaxing herbs along with alchemical tallow prepared to be extra slippery and long lasting. Perfect lube for her insanely perverted plans.

As Ciri sat on her bedroll, naked, save for her heeled boots with perky breast, hard nipples and a leaking cunt, mixing an aphrodisiac she made a stereotypical image of a witch preparing for an orgy. Thinking about how she must have looked she stopped her mixing and took an ampoule filled with white powder as she pondered.

For a long time, after her childhood ended with the fall of her kingdom, she had to struggle to keep her innocence and failed. Her bloodline made her a target of many forces who wanted to use her to breed their heirs. She even lost her virginity to a girl who gave her no choice but to be her lover. That thought made her thigh tattoo tingle.

She used to be a powerless object for others who plotted to use her without care, and it had left its mark. For one she loved anal. She grew up with people trying to claim her loins. Now that she had power to choose her own fate, she chose her butt in defiance to all who tried to make her a breeding stock. For two however, she longed to be a powerless object for others who would use her without care.

She loved when others took her roughly and physically overpowered her so that she felt as if she was their toy. Still as Lady of Time and Space she was not powerless and no one could truly hold her in place if she didn’t let them. On one hand it meant she could enjoy the greatest depravities without worrying about her safety, on the other hand it meant she could not enjoy the rush that came from being powerless and having to worry about her safety.

That’s where fisstech came in. The most popular hard drug around that ruined countless men and women. Kept thugs in line and whores alike. It gave her energy, power and it made her feel more. Battling or bedding was that much better when high. and the risk of addiction only made it that much better for a reckless risk taker like her.

It sounded perfect for the irresponsible witcheress. And maybe it was. Because the insidious white powder made it impossible to use her powers. It broke her concentration and until the eventual hangover subsided she could not blink, less open a portal far away to safety. She might have been good enough to fight in heels and dressed like a slut, but without command of space she was just a skilled girl. Bound to be at complete mercy to others once she was pinned down and disarmed.

Ciri poured a healthy dose of fisstech into her aphrodisiac ointment to finish it.

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It was noon and she was near the territory of the target for her other hunt. Now it was time to do the final preparations. That included a bath in the nearby stream. Ciri enjoyed herself in the cold water as she cleaned her whole pale body covered in occasional cuts and bruises that come from being a witcheress. The cold did little to cool off the ever raising heat she felt since the morning as she was more and more excited for her newest dalliance.

She was thorough, removing her solid golden plug, almost the size of her fist that was made of the spare gold she earned across the years of practicing her craft, and she made sure to clean her ass so it was ready for a long and passionate encounter. It was mostly for herself as it ensured she could fully indulge herself on the pure cum.

Once cleaned, she tiptoed out of the stream to her impromptu camp, her feet arched high and making sure she seductively swayed her muscular bubble butt even when barefoot. After years on the road where she only had high heels, anything else simply felt wrong and uncomfortable.

Fortunately Ciri did not have to shave herself as she had a photomantic treatment that ensured she would be hairless below her eyebrows. Thanks to this, despite having a toned body that came from a life of a witcheress, her skin was soft and pleasant to touch even on the road.

Once dried came the serious preparations. While her lover would not even consider them, it was a ritual that she did for herself. Foundation and concealer came first, then black eyeshadow and mascara to give her green killer eyes a more charming look and a vibrant red lipstick popular among the courtesans. She would have the face of an expensive whore, had it not been for the scar on her cheek that would get her kicked out of any high class brothel.

The scar gave her a hint of handsomeness, she was not a pretty flower, but a hardy slut. And she came to appreciate that addition to her appearance. Once scarred her appearance was forever set to be flawed and it clearly proclaimed to the world that she knew pain. She could only be a second rate girl and men would not hold back with second rate girls, since they were already damaged. For them she was not a whore to pamper, but a whore to use.

While the makeup lacked any practical reason, save for making Ciri feel confident to be the best monster slaying whore she could be. Her outfit which had been in her saddle bags until now was a different deal.

Alright maybe her boots were as impractical as her makeup. Oiled black leather that went all the way up her thighs, with many scratches in the upper portion from previous wear. The heels were sharp stilettos, 6 inches of thin, polished metal and a slight platform so that her feet would not be bent in a right angle. Compared to her combat boots with a slightly lower and wider heel, these were a madness for a fight or travel outside of paved city streets. Still their sex appeal instantly won Ciri over and make them part of her second set of monster slaying gear as she chose vanity over practicality whenever she could.

Her top was at least a little bit better. A tight fitting shirt of soft and matching black leather, that just like her boots, protected most of her body against lighter cuts. As her main armor she had a tightly laced corset, made of thick black leather which was covered in several deep scratches, but was recently shined up and well maintained.

For arms she had matching gloves and a pair of polished steel vambraces to break the monotony of her outfit and offer more protection to her arms. A pair of pauldron guards safeguarded her upper arms and a gorget was the final defence for her neck. As for a helmet, Ciri considered it but couldn’t stand that her elaborate makeup or braided hair would be hidden underneath. She also loved the feeling of hot breath coming from behind and the gorget already blocked sensations to her neck. Beside it was her body and arms that were at biggest risk of accidental injury.

Finally came her skirts. Two parts of dark, heavy leather that went around her hips all the way down to her knees and protected as much of her thighs as possible. This meant her sides and front were covered by the two individual pieces, while her shapely ass was completely naked and exposed along with part of her thighs that were so alluringly spilling out of her tight boots.

Compared to her makeup, it looked ridiculous and was completely unlike anything a normal woman would wear, be they a noble, a warrior or a whore. Still she considered her second monster slaying armor as her most attractive outfit. It just wasn’t meant for human tastes.

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Click, clack, click

A steady melody accompanied Ciri as her metal stilettos clicked against the rocky terrain. Each step was a challenge that required deliberations, to ensure she would not fall to the ground after a misstep. Still she enjoyed the process, and now that she was fully decked out in her whorewear, it was part of the hunt.

Zirael was left with Kelpie, and her only weapon was a short dagger. The only saving grace was the bracelet on her left arm that could summon her loyal mare, but even then she was ill-equipped to handle any threats, her corset greatly limited her mobility and forced her to only take shallow breaths, her heels made even the simple act of running impossible. But it only added more thrill, while she was the hunter now it was inevitable that she could and would be turned into prey in a blink of an eye.

However even though she was rash and irresponsible, she was not stupid and Ciri knew just how much she could push it. While she was out of breath due to her corset, she was not really sweating herself ragged. Still she was accompanied by a strong musk that made her reek of a gryphon. Normal predators should stay away, while her target should search her out and see her as an object of confusion rather than a snack.

It was when she was taking a break on a plateau near a big boulder, with her pussy dripping from the excitement of the hunt that a shadow flew over her. She had been found first and she was bound to be prey. While a witcheress, her puny dagger posed no threat to the local lord of the skies. Her armor, while more protective than her standard set, was instead restrictive and actively hampering her ability to dodge and run away.

Even blinking away would be useless as she could never cover enough distance in her current heels. Only an interdimensional portal could save her. And yet her master plan involved sealing that option away.

Ciri could not help but moan as the shadow was getting bigger and bigger in preparation for a landing. Quickly she removed her plug and took out a metal can with her latest concoction. After removing her glove she scooped most of the aphrodisiac tallow and with four fingers pushed it into her hungry asshole. Her fingers met no resistance as she was used to being stretched much, much more.

A wave of heat exploded in her butt as her fuckhole came into direct contact with the aphrodisiac. She could barely keep her wits as she scooped the rest of the tallow and spread it on her butt and mostly around her ass to lure the gryphon into the hole she wanted him to go to.

Caaaaaw!

A shriek echoed across the plateau and in that moment Ciri felt it was more romantic than any romantic poetry the most talented bard could compose. The aphrodisiac tallow was melting in her asshole, making it slick and more importantly letting the aphrodisiac and fisstech get absorbed directly into her bloodstream through her colon.

The heat of liquid lust and burn of the fisstech assaulted Ciri’s mind as she needed to be fucked. Her ass needed a dick. And the depraved witcheress needed the roughest anal pounding imaginable to satisfy her masochistic desires. She could only bend herself over the nearby boulder, her exposed ass pushed and presented to any cock that wanted to use it. Were her heels any lower she would undoubtedly get on her tiptoes, just so that her desperate butt would stand out more. This time the value of her ridiculously hot and impractically tall killer heels showed itself as they were high enough to properly present her ass, so she could brace herself against the ground to have better stability for the eventual dicking.

Yet no matter how she braced, no dick came. On one hand Ciri’s mind was tortured by her need to get fucked, on the other the fisstech was making her hyper aware of everything. She could hear the gryphon carefully sniffing in the air as it smelled a mate in heat, only to find a whore of a witcheress. Despite the overwhelming need for cocks, she somehow kept enough wits to realize that her subconscious connection to her power was gone. The awareness of her body was stronger, but at the same time her awareness of the subtle immaterial spatial phenomena was muted.

There was nothing she could do to run away, her powers sealed, and even if she could run in her heels, her overwhelming lust would only allow her to make herself most desirable. She was a prey at the complete mercy of her hunter. Her body restrained by her clothes, her mind clouded by her lust, and her powers sealed by her own addiction to risks. She could only hope that the fact that her ass reeked of gryphonnes in heat was enough to convince her latest dalliance that she was better as a cumdump than as a snack.

Caaaahhh!

With a shriek the gryphon suddenly pounced at the desperate monster slayer. Suddenly she was pinned against the boulder. The powerful clawed wing arm was on her back, along with a large portion of the beast behind it. The shallow breath in her lungs was knocked out and Ciri could feel that her fragile body could easily be crushed, if not for the thick leather of her corset. A new series of deep gashes joined the mosaic of scratches, but it held.

The witcheress could only moan as she was subject to what she hoped was a rough gryphon foreplay. The pain of gryphon pouncing on her back was just what the masochistic slut to surrender herself fully to the beast. In fact her desire to be hurt was one of the reasons why her armor eschewed any padding. Steel and leather could protect her body against any lethal cutting, but the lack of padding meant that she had to take any impacts that resulted from rough monster sex at full force. Plus gambesons just completely hid her curves, so getting roughed up more to look better was a win win.

Ciri no longer worried about her safety, as she was too excited by her complete powerlessness, the gryphon in the meantime pinned her right arm to the boulder as it breathed above her, its breath and saliva assaulting the poor and cock starved girl. As Ciri has been breathing in the stench of a gryphon for over half an hour she was somehow used to it, but it had nothing to the raw musk of a living example. While normally she would detest it, in her current state it drew her insane with the need to be the beast’s breeding stock.

Caaaaa……Aaaaahhhhh!

Suddenly the monster shifted its wing arm from her body to her left arm and relieved her of the crushing pressure. Yet before the young monster slayer could do anything an enormous barbed cock forced its way into her asshole and made her cum then and there. Even bigger than Kelpie, it forcefully made its way into her marked asshole. The preparation to make her butt smell like a gryphon pussy paid off and rewarded her with the best orgasm in months.

A lesser slut would have buckled against the weight of the beast, but Ciri braced her heels against the rocky ground and even pushed against the monster cock to welcome more of it in. There was no foreplay, only a mutual need to breed that transcended species. Due to the size mismatch it should have been a painful ordeal, without a hint of pleasure for the witcheress.

In fact her ass, while experienced, had no time to stretch and get used to the huge barbed dick. And while it was a massive pain in the ass, Ciri spent the last 24 hours working just to feel this pain in the ass. And with the help of the most potent aphrodisiac in existence along with some hard and addictive drugs, this led to a simple but all powerful need for dick.

She just needed dick in her ass. If it was painful or pleasurable it was meaningless. Only the monstrous gryphon cock mattered and that was what she was cumming her brains out on. Pain and pleasure were simply two sides of the same coin and both could make her cum.

In just a span of a few seconds 8 inches were already inside, but Ciri needed and if the gryphon hesitated she would destroy her ass on that cock. Luckily, once the exotic cock was inside the well lubed hole, it directly received the mixture of aphrodisiac and fisstech. Just like her love hole, the cock was set ablaze and only a tight hole could ease the heat.

With mutual effort the interspecies duo pushed hard so that more cockmeat could enter the cockstarved hole and after one particular push there was suddenly twice as much dick as it easily slid into the now straightened colon. Ciri could feel her organs moving around to make space for the much more important dick and just the act of getting roughly pounded against a rock with 16 inches worth of gryphon was enough to make her cum for the second time in a span of less than two minutes.

Her whole body spasmed and her ass clasped tightly against the gryphon in an attempt to get bred by its seed, but fortunately for her the beast was just starting. No matter how she spasmed she was firmly pinned against the boulder and her only option was to endure. Her leather armor protected her from getting nicked by sharp edges or claws, but it did nothing against the dull impacts that reverberated through her body and cemented her feeling as a simple fuckmeat.

With the massive cock sharing space with her organs, her corset grew extra tight as there was simply no space for air. And Ciri could only grasp for the spare minimum she needed to stay barely conscious in a fully cockdrunk haze. And yet, even though her mind was in a constant orgasmic bliss, either from pleasure or pain since she was too hazy to differentiate between them and only needed rough pounding to stimulate her ass, the degenerate witcheress needed more.

The cock deep inside her colon was simply filling her. It was a weak dull feeling that simply kept her cumming, because she mentally loved that she was taking the gryphon so deep. But there was still cock left, until she could feel his heavy balls slap directly against her flesh. And so Ciri tried to simply impale herself deeper and deeper on the barbed cock.

After a quarter of an hour, which felt like eternity, had passed an additional inch made its way inside and the witcheress could feel her body struggling against her corset. For once she was regretting her choice of slut wear, as it was now preventing her from getting more of that amazing dickmeat. Still she endured.

Crrr Crack! Plap

And suddenly her abused corset cracked and her clit was directly slapped with the heavy ball sack she wanted to empty. Fortunately the recent gashes damaged the corset enough so that it could be broken from the inside. With no leather stopping it, Ciri was free to enjoy the 20 inches of gryphon balls deep as her body could stretch around the enormous piece of fuckmeat and form a considerable belly bulge.

With a bulging belly, there was now enough space for air to wake up the witcheress from her cockdrunk haze just so she could process wave after wave of pain and pleasure and enter another even stronger series of orgasms.

Along with orgasms came a new wave of monstrous musk that came from the beast’s ragged breath and the saliva that had been dripping down into her hair, as Ciri could take the odor deep into her lungs.

It was a multi pronged assault. The everpresent rough anal fucking was overwhelming her with pain and pleasure. Her arms were painfully pinned against the rock and ensured she could not go anywhere, Her feet were sore as she kept them braced in her 6 inch stilettos, just so she could present her ass in the optimal angle for the fastest and most powerful pounding. The gryphon musk that marked her as an honorary member of their species. And finally an alchemical concoction melted inside her ass were all a deadly combination that convinced Ciri she was meant to be breeding stock for the beast.

She kept going for over half an hour. Keeping the insane tempo with the monster and pushing back and forth to ensure maximum depth and most powerful and pleasurable thrusts for the magnificent barbed cock that was rearranging her insides. She kept going even after her legs were aching and her ass was starting to get really sore. As even the alchemical lube was starting to dry out.

Still Ciri was a gryphon cumdump and she would ensure that her ass would be the best hole the beast ever experienced, and even as the barbs started to painfully scratch against the inside of her asshole she simply kept living every second of her act of service. Simple submission and the fact of being used by the monster cock were all her brain needed for orgasms and therefore happiness.

But even though she was willing to push past her reserves there were still limits. And even if fisstech allowed her to push her body past those, uncaring for the consequences, there was a point where even her borrowed alchemical energy ran out and she simply collapsed on the rock, unable to raise her leather clad legs and simply reduced to a warm hole.

The gryphon did not care and continued to pound her into the rock. Ciri lacked strength to make even the slightest move to improve her comfort and so she just took it. She no longer had to push herself to be the perfect fuckmeat and all she had to do was relax and enjoy all the pleasure and pain that came from seducing a young virile gryphon.

Caaaaaw!

Finally the beast let out a shriek and plunged its balls deep into the witcheress with a powerful thrust that led to the ball slapping of her clit and giving her a final weak orgasm as it emptied its balls inside her hungry, abused ass.

It lasted for over an hour, 10 times longer than normal gryphon mating, thanks to the potency of the aphrodisiac. And Ciri just laid broken on the rock, unable to move, with a massive anal gape and huge amounts of cum inside her slowly leaking out.

All she could do was to summon Kelpie and swipe some of that bittersweet cum to enjoy her spoils.

Overall her considering that she was completely drained and some of her equipment was destroyed, her latest monster hunt was an astounding success.

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I hope you had as good a time reading as I had writing.

Feel free to send me a DM or chat with your thoughts about this version of Ciri and we can just chat about her, or discuss a more specific story or vignette featuring her.

A

PS: Once Kelpie arrived and found Ciri just laying around, with her ass gaping and full of cum, she totally fucked her.

Also for legal reasons I do not take any responsibility if reading this awakened any new kinks within you.

Anna shut her front door behind herself, wiping sweat off her forehead, her jogging clothes stuck close to her skin with sweat. As she kicked off her shoes, her wife Lily came into the front hall from the living room.

"Hi honey, how was your run?" She asked, giving Anna a peck on the cheek while trying not to get any sweat on her.

Anna groaned. "It was great, until I was almost home, and that gross old bastard was out on the sidewalk again. I swear he is keeping track of when I go running so he can creep on me."

"What, Jonas in 223?" Lily asked. "He's not so bad..."

"That's easy for you to say, he didn't just tell you that he 'loved to see a woman working up a proper sweat'." Anna snapped.

"Honey, you know you sometimes get a bit worked up over little things..." Lily stroked her cheek. "Why don't you just try being a bit nicer to him, get him to soften up? What could it hurt?"

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Some Time Later

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"Oh fuck, fuckfuck it hurts" Anna whimpered as Jonas' cock speared into her ass. His intimidating girth was slathered in a layer of her spit, but that wasn't nearly enough to make his cock's entry easy. Jonas gave a happy groan.

"That's half the point, you stupid bitch." He said, savoring the feel of her tightness vicing around him. He raised one hand and brought it down hard on her ass cheek, palm ringing against the firm sculpted curve, the shock earning him an extra little squeeze. "There's plenty of time to loosen you up later. For now, you have some learning to do..." He presses forward another half inch, eliciting another pained squeak "And I am going to enjoy every second."

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Much Later

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"Aaaaaah! AH! AAH!" Anna's hands are curled into fists, gripping at the sheets as Jonas pounds into her, now managing to press the full length of his cock through her abused hole on every stroke, his balls swinging forward to slap against her ignored pussy. There is an audible squelch every time he bottoms out from the mix of spit, sweat, and his cum from previous orgasms.

"Yeeeess" He growls in a low, thick, voice. "Come on, you slutty little les. Beg me. Beg me for my cum." Her body is shining with sweat, her hair plastered across her face. There are red marks on her hips where he has gripped, and the beginnings of a hickey on her left breast where he used his teeth too aggressively a few positions back.

"Please." She whimpers, and feels his cock throb in her raw flesh in response. Surely if she just made him cum one more time...that would be enough? "Pl-" She is cut off, both audibly and in her thoughts, as he slams into her again.

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I'm looking for someone to fuck a stuck up lesbian until she cries. And then for a while more after that. I'd love to chat about exactly how that happens, although I tend to favor some kind of dubcon/blackmail. It doesn't have to be exactly as written above, it could be your lesbian boss at work, or your sister's wife. It could even be some other unavailable woman, a dominatrix or a nun. The vibe that I am looking for is the fundamental unfairness of it all. My character isn't interested in the man, and even if she was, what he wants from her is so hugely skewed in favor of his pleasure over hers. The idea of having to submit to that is so hot). Send me a chat with a few sentences about how it might happen, and let's put together a fun roleplay! Ideally we move to Discord when we are ready, but it isn't a must.

Kinks: Rough sex, anal, humiliation, exhibitionism, public, spanking, outfits, name-calling...lots more.

It's true we all have multiple sides. Some days- probably most days- we want our significant other to cuddle us, kiss us, and just be close by, physically, spending the night in front of the TV with maybe a bottle of wine. It helps when there aren't any kids or responsibilities immediately around, of course, and it's mostly for the purposes of basking in the warmth of someone who truly loves you for who you are. Someone who respects and appreciates all that you do, day in and day out.

You can... have that. Keep it. Way over there.

When you and I make eye contact there's maybe only about 3 or 4 things we're thinking about - and all of them involve pounding me, in whichever hole, until we become sweaty, sticky messes. It may involve being in public and it may involve other people - but one way or another, I'm going to have you. Even if at the beginning you don't like it.

Let's face it- cuddles can't be your every day. And definitely not in the bedroom. You have needs. In fact, your libido may just be... high.

What you REALLY need is a girl who smiles as you pull both her arms behind her back and you fuck her ass like you want to hurt her. What you want is a girl who begs you to choke her as you pound her and a girl who drops to her knees when you and the boys say you want a beer and a blowjob- each.

I can't help the fact that I like arching my back, seeing a group of guys around me, and knowing I'm going to be at their mercy for hours on end. It's a turn-on to know that I don't even know most of them. It's also a turn-on for me to know that you're going to slap me, spit on me, and cum on me over and over again until I can hardly think, let alone form a coherent sentence.

I want you to abuse me. I want you to know that your wife is waiting at home and that you're fucking her sister- or wait, was I the "friend" who she was always wary of? And I want you to know that I'm the tightest, fittest thing you'll ever fuck because who could be this happy taking it in every hole except me? So slide through, DM's and legs are already wide open ;p

(really looking to talk dirty and chat, but I've never said no to a great RP - try your worst fellas, I'm open to all kinks and happy to play any shape/size, but prefer petite and a reference pic if you got one! ;p)

I like when people say about me, “she is good at following directions.” I’ve been getting told that forever

I’m not business minded or super creative really. But I’m good at admin, good at data entry. I’m good at baking too - it’s all just following instructions.

I think it makes me good in other ways too. Good for a guy who needs a little more control. The type of guy who likes making a random rule for me to follow. Only cheap underwear. No more tv after work. Total free use. That sort of thing.

My body is so responsive to desire. I’m easily wet, I don’t have a gag reflex. I love anal. I like being used for sex. I don’t need to cum, I just want to be useful. I like a guy who can enjoy a blowjob without feeling like he has to go down on me next. Knowing I’m satisfied with the load of cum I just swallowed.

I like chores in the same way. Doing something because you told me to takes on an extra layer of something I can’t define.

I’m 32 and I know I’m pretty plain. Tiny tits, petite ass. 5’3, 110 lbs, daily yoga to keep tight. Brown hair to my shoulders, bare pussy.

The sticky summer night air wraps itself around every inch of our bodies. A field of hands reach up into open sky swinging and bouncing to the thumping of speakers. In every direction a sea of sweaty skin moves to the rhythm of the beats. Standing above the crowd a DJ is spinning on a stage decorated with biblical lighting.

The crowd is so dense our bodies pressed against each other from all angles. I can't make out your face behind an elaborate neon wig. All I can make out is your body's curves highlighted by strobing colored lights. I have to admit, it gets me worked up and I can barely control my erection rapidly growing. The more I try to pull my body away, the more you seem to press your ass into me. Before I know it, you're fully grinding into me. The harder I get the more you press back.

My mind goes completely blank and I wrap my arms around your hips testing the water. Almost immediately your hands lay on top of mine, fingers intertwining, and pulling my body even tighter to mine. Slowly our hands move together, one covering your chest and the other between your soft thighs.

I've completely lost control and pull you firmly into me holding every inch of our bodies together. In sync you turn your head to the side, welcoming me to lean in to press our lips together. My body runs hot as we slide our tongues around eachother. Time disappeares as we lose ourselves into each other.

Before I know it, I'm being led through the tight crowd to the outskirts of the rave. Light dims around us the further we get from the crowd.

You turn around wrapping your arms around my shoulders and I take in a view of your ecstasy flushed face.

"Sis?"

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Woof, what are the chances?

How does this turn out? Obviously spiciness is why we are here. Let's chat about how this scene plays out, or we can dive right into it.

First person, present tense preferred.

My kinks are: extremely skimpy/completely revealing outfits, dom and sub, exhibitionism, clothed sex, cfnm, voyeurism, humiliation, light bdsm, rough sex, mind break, deep throating, balls deep, creampie, multiple orgasms, cum play, smothering, light slapping, thicc bodies

Limits: underage, gore/vore, vomit, watersports, scat, blood, extreme pain, snuff

"Wooow, are all of these ropes made of real dragonhide? Hey, you've got so much stocked up back here, you could make a dozen more armbinders with it--"

The voice coming from your stockroom halts for a moment... before the sound of your carefully arranged metal shackles, magic-absorbing runes, and disciplinary tools all crashing down like dominos fills the halls of your place of work. A brief silence follows... and although that's at least half because the slave in front of you is securely gagged with a spell-disabling sphere, she shoots you a questioning look regardless of her own situation.

A sigh echoes through the room when you hear she's alright.

"I-I'm okay! Just... t-tripped over a shackle. And, uh, accidentally triggered one of the self-binding traps back there."

She wanders out with one of those armbinders encasing her pale arms, reflecting with a soft black sheen underneath the modest evening light. The elf squeezes her shoulders back and forth as she struggles against it softly, her light blonde hair contrasting frustratingly nicely with the obsidian restraint. It's one of the finest items you've crafted: size-adjusting to the wearer, naturally magic inhibiting dragonhide, auto-tightening every hour to ensure a consistent pressure that can't slowly be wiggled out of... perfect for subduing both S-Rank Adventurers and even some of the Demon King's generals. You can't be picky in this kind of lawless business, after all.

...And yet, this is the third time she's been laced up in one of these. The first time was when you tried to throw her out of your place for good, deciding that the expenditure of losing a few good items was worth having her out of your air for good. Professionals... unfortunately still have to have some set of standards, and the one rule in this slaver city is "no enslaving each other". Having waited too long to go that route, you unfortunately no longer have plausible deniability that "I didn't know she lived here". But, there's no rule against tying someone up, throwing them out onto the streets, and letting them take the hint that way.

She came back the next day to return the restraints you'd used on her, along with a written "review" of them. The worst part was that she made many correct points on the flaws with them, like how the strength of the lacing didn't matter when the studs were still a weakpoint. Then, she "tried on" the improved version, escaped it even quicker and so damn annoyingly teased with a wink from her bright verdant eyes:

"Huh? Only the first time's free. If you want more feedback, then you gotta hire me as your apprentice!"

Truly, your life is a living hell. What little you can do to her, she always manages to worm her way out of and manage to turn it into some annoying critique of your fine work. Anything more would go against either your personal or professional standards... something which you have to hold yourself back on... no matter how much she flaunts those white, "innocent" robes that barely cover her sides and give you a clear view from her smooth thighs to her gropeable brea--

"Ooh, is she a succubus? That's a nice tie around her wings and tail. How do you suppress her lust magic from getting in the way of your work?" With a quick glance up and down at her, she adds, "...I mean, are you sure she's not having some effect on you?"

...To answer would be to encourage her behavior, and it supersedes the part of you has an itch to explain your masterful designs. Silence is quite possibly the only weapon you still have left to protect yourself from this hellish creature...

Resisting the one thought on how much easier it would be to wrangle her if you gave her a reason she had to listen and obey you. Even if that reason was exactly what she was looking for.

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I hope the above little blurb got the idea across for what I'm looking for with this little prompt! That was the only real purpose of it: it's certainly not necessary to work exactly off of it if you're interested, nor do I intend to write your character's perspective in such a way.

My ideal format for this would be that I'm playing a rather switchy elf: she's kinky in all sorts of ways, has seemingly no problem with the moralities of slavery, and would love to use it to fulfill her desire for both ends of the domination spectrum. I don't intend for this to be a scenario where you just take her in and immediately tie her up, throw her in the corner, and have her join some harem of slaves you're assembling (even though she'd probably be into that). There'd be a mix of her helping you out on catching, tying, and training new slaves, getting punished when she makes mistakes, tying her up to "test out" new slavery devices, her having to wrangle and wrestle with the most reluctant and resistant of slaves... and much more. Like enjoying the culmination of your efforts together.

You are, of course, the slaver who... after much prodding, reluctantly takes her in under your wing. I'm open to either male or female partners for this role (for the slaves that get trained, I mostly imagine female characters, but would be open to having some femboys mixed in, too). You've got to figure out how to train an apprentice... while also probably trying to decide how far is too far to take things with her. If that limit even exists. But I do imagine you'll slowly warm up to her... and get closer in more ways than one.

I do imagine this being pretty light-hearted, kinky fun. I enjoy story/characters with my smut as well as some worldbuilding... but in this case, the story/characters are all naturally smutty anyways. I do very much enjoy my bondage and restraints, if you couldn't tell: the bigger a fan you are of this stuff, the better! Descriptions of struggles, tight restraints, and all the fun that comes with bondage is very much a turn on for me... again, if the above didn't make that clear, heh.

I would, of course, like to hear a bit from you about anything you have in mind for your character, any suggestions for the world at-large and their place in it, if there's anything you'd want to change about the above or any additions you have in mind... anything like that would be nice to hear about! And your kinks/limits, of course. To summarize mine (but do ask if I forget/don't mention something you'd be interested in):

Kinks: Bondage, BDSM, slavery, leather, latex, gags, collars, varying levels of consent, lewd/kinky/sexy outfits, magic-kinkiness, lighthearted romance, toys, heavy bondage, being bratty/teasing, orgasm control, kinky punishments, bi or forced-bi. I could also see stuff like soft "fantasy raceplay" (her teasing you for being a human/other race, you making fun of her ears) and other gaps between partners coming into play depending on the setup.

Limits: Gore, vore, scat, snuff, and beast stuff

If that all interests you, then please please shoot me a message~! Looking forward to hearing from you. <3

In a lot of ways I'm lucky. 25, blonde, short, slim and athletic with a bubble butt even before I got obsessed with the gym. My parents pay my rent sometimes. But I've always had a self destructive streak. Pills, men, clubs, men, credit cards, and men. And men like you always seem to find me. A dominant, manipulative man who molds me into something useful or entertaining for himself.  I get reduced to a vessel for makeup, slutty dresses, and surgical improvements.

You’ve never taken me on dates. You make me wear tiny shorts and a tube top to show off at the bar or just meet you in a parking lot at 3am because you don't want it to get back to your wife. You'll never text me back unless I’m willing to repress my needs in favor of the porno fantasies you can't do with someone you actually respect.

And that just gets worse. I can be your bimbo porn doll or I can be ignored. I know exactly what you want from me. My other hobbies and interests always fall away. I don't need to feel like a person, as long as I'm the kind of object you pay attention to. The only things I have to think about are pills, cheap outfits, and your fickle, degrading attention. I get addicted to that confusing mix of ditzy fun and emotional emptiness. How bad do you think it could get if you had total control of my life?

I’m 25. Please include your age if you reach out. Shorter RP works better for me than long novelizations. Don't make my tiny brain hurt, and don't be too nice outside of rp.

Kinks: being hyperfeminine, bimbo stuff, getting degraded, being ditzy, mean masculine guys, older men, sucking dick, one sided sex, anal, rough, rimming, groups, drugs, strangers, gaslighting

The village of Mirebloom was a small, quaint settlement on the outskirts of the kingdom. It was known for its resources - the gruff men of town producing heavy timbers from the sawmill and ore of great quality from the mines. The men worked hard, and earned the village a steady flow of coin from the merchant trade routes that passed through the village.

The women were hearty, tending to their gruff men's needs. Repairing their clothing, fabricating textiles, and keeping the home. At night, they spread their legs, accepting their men's seed to make the next generation of miners and lumberjacks.

One such young woman was Lira, daughter of the local blacksmith. A rather shy, pretty lass, with raven-black hair flowing down her back. Bright blue eyes showed natural curiosity, mixed with her fair, if slightly freckled, skin. A small lass, she had a gentle fertile curve to her. In her early twenties, she had yet to be married off, her father saving her for marriage.

Though at night, Lira was growing restless. After her father went to bed, she'd press her hand between her smooth thighs, pleasuring herself, her mound growing slick with need as she panted into her pillow.

She wanted men. Cock. Her father had tried his best to keep her sheltered and safe... but she wanted to be made a woman. It was past time.

The men of town were big, hairy, and gruff. Though the lass was shy and inexperienced, surely they'd be willing to teach a lass about sex?

As she lay there in her bed at night, moonlight washing over her from the window, her finger pressing inside of her and teasing her clit, she began to imagine how she could attract the men of the village...

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Hey there! A lass, in her twenties, wants to fuck. Bad. Let's explore how she does this! Perhaps she visits the local tavern, or spreads her legs at the work camp...

As for kinks, I love older men, breeding, monsters, free-use, big men, and likely more. Limits are anything too gross or illegal.

(Edit: Still looking as long as this is up!)

If I'm being honest, I was a little hesitant when Ashley +1'd me to this party. It was getting towards the end of the semester, and it was getting about time to buckle down and lock-in ahead of exam season. But she was very insistent.

"Biiiiitch, come on! It'll be funnn; we gotta get you out of your shell a lil bit! Just stay for acouple drinks, see how you like the vibe, yknow?"

So, reluctantly, I agreed. And so in we walked, with acouple of her other friends who I hadn't met before, tryna fit in with the group. Naturally, I had to dress the part - make-up lookin' all cute and glam, and a tight black dress that hugged my tiny waist, before flaring out over my wide hips and fat ass. The kinda look that I knew would get me attention, but I figured it'd be fine given I'd be stickin' with my girls all night.

Except... I didn't. Before I knew it, Ashley had stumbled into the latest guy she'd been crushin' on. Which left me standing around, trying to fit into conversation with these girls I barely knew.

Ugh.

I've got my head buried in my phone - swiping between apps, tryna look busy; half-hoping I'll find something to hold my attention until it's more socially appropriate to leave...

And then you notice me. Standing there, all awkward and outcast. Maybe the type that you'd normally ignore - but the equation changes when I shift to the side and you notice my fat, dumptruck of an ass.

Like a predator noticing a dumb-looking gazelle, you lock-the-fuck-in and make your way over.

Before I know it, we're talking, and you're offering me a joint. I'm quick to hesitate, telling you that it makes me hella spacey and anxious. But you can't shake the thought of seeing my stoned, glazed-over eyes choking on your dick before the night is over.

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Heh, so. That's the general idea, but I'd love to hear your spin on it! Honestly, I'm down for pushing this in whatever direction you'd have the most fun with, and I'm intentionally leaving it kinda open-ended for that reason.

Kinks include anything rough/degrading, sucking dick (lol), drugplay, recording, mean men, etc etc.

I've been fantasizing about this for a few years. It's been a hardcore kink of mine to find a married guy at a bar and show him how his wife doesn't compare to me, to go back to his place that's got pictures of his family, his home that is supposed to be a safe space, and defile it. I've dreamt of having wild sex on the same bed that he shares with his wife. And it looks like that time has finally come.

I met a guy at a bar last night, and after a nice long session of talking and flirting, I hinted at wanting to go back to his place. He told me that his wife would be out of town on a girl's night for a couple days starting tomorrow, so I should spend a couple nights with him then. My heart raced and thighs squirmed as we swapped phone numbers before he paid for my drinks and we parted ways. I spent the rest of that night fantasizing of how the next few days would play out.

I woke up the next morning, taking my time as I eagerly packed a small bag and prepped myself for this afternoon. He said that his wife would be leaving around lunch time, so I should be fine to head over around 2. The time couldn't fly by fast enough, but I finally was able to drive to the address that he'd texted me. All of my plans and ideas wouldn't come to fruition though, as I would have a much different weekend ahead of me than I could have ever imagined...

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Hey! I'm looking to continue the prompt above, though I have a few different ideas on how it could go and I'm also open to hearing your own! I like to consider myself semi literate and like to use details to describe my actions and feeling without unnecessary fluff. I do not like when people describe my feelings or actions though. I can do 1-3 paragraphs, depending on if the situation warrants it. If you send me a message that shows that you won't be able to be at least a decent writer, then I'll be over it quickly. Here are my ideas:

1. The man and his wife are secretly dominant and have planned this set up for a while, waiting for a young woman to agree to come over. I'm surprised by both of them and am used and humiliated for the weekend

2. The man is not married, but he just wears a wedding ring to try to attract women like me. I get to his place, which is obviously a married couple's home. I'm then confronted by a number of men (2-4) who plan on using me for the weekend. (He could still be married in this situation)

3. The man is not married, but he just wears a wedding ring to try to attract women like me. He is actually trying to find someone to be the centerpiece for a kinky party. Once I'm inside of this massive home, I'm confronted by a large number of people, all eager to get their hands on me (something kind of like The Upper Floor)

All of these scenarios can be consensual or CNC. And I am open to hear your ideas as well as hearing if you'd like to tweak any of these.

My kinks include: Bondage, humiliation, forced bi, CNC, gang bangs, chastity, orgasm control, orgasm denial, forced orgasms, minor body mods, degradation, BDSM, watersports, exhibitionism, anal, rough sex, rough oral, first time experiences (anal, DP, BDSM, etc), rimming, feet, armpits, forced body worship, and more

My no's include scat, blood, gore, growth, farts, and snuff

Please message me with which scenario you like most or one of your own as well as your kink list and limits

I'm looking for a role-play partner that is interested in the idea of being forcibly naked in front of one or more females (and/or males too if that's your thing :) ). I'm open to pretty much any prompt that you'd like to do with this basic premise, be it some form of sexual dystopia or even just accidental nudity, but I did come prepared with a few specific prompts I'd like to try.

This is going to be a sort of super-post of a lot of my favorite ideas and setings. This means I have shortened them a bit to make the post a bit more readable. Plenty of them have more fleshed out versions on my profile if you want to find them before reaching out :)

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# Academic Settings

**Those Mischievous Girls!**

With the administration almost entirely unwilling to hold their female students accountable for how they treat the boys, the girls are currently in a bit of a comedic renaissance. Pantsings, pulling the fire alarm while boys are getting changes post-game, and more become increasingly common. The pranking all comes to a head when boys return from the showers, to find all of their clothes stolen, and no towels in the entire locker room. Surely there has to be more towels, or spare clothing somewhere? There's no way they could be expected to attend classes like this!

Content: Humiliation, embarrassment, clothing malfunctions,

**Spring Break!**

The male students were ever so relieved when spring break came around. Finally, some time away from this insane university of double standards. It was a breath of fresh air to hear that the university was going to be sending them on a one day vacation on the last day of classes, instead of doing anything academic. They'd never been rewarded for their final test scores before, maybe this was a sign of good things to come. Their relief would be radically erased, as the shuttle pulled into the parking lot, as they were informed that they were at a nudist beach - where only the men had to be nude! With not a moment's regard for privacy, the dean ordered them all to strip off, and leave their clothes on the shuttle, until their day of sun and fun was over- in 6 hours!

Content: Public humiliation, forced nudity

**Lab Partners**

The fantastic part about having the new male undergraduates at the university, is the wide range of new opportunities the females have for science experiments. They could explore biological statistics by measuring all of the boys' equipment, or discover the unique world of pharmaceuticals by measuring duration of the effect of erectile medication. The possibilities are endless! All of the data, of course, will be publicly available, to help the female students credibly put their experiments on their resume.

Content: Free use, femdom, public nudity

**Swim Meat**

After years of hard work, you've finally secured a scholarship for yourself from your swimming prowess. All you have to do is be on the college swim team, and your classes are free. You family never really had the money to send you to college, so this is great news! The problem is, as you will learn, that the college has a very unique approach towards their male sports teams. The official uniform for every male sports team at the college, for practices AND swim meets, now consists of... nothing at all. The coach was even so kind to promise you that the local newspaper's picture of your team won't be too revealing.... "IF you win. If you lose, well, I can't promise that their editor's wont let a little skin slip by the censors."

Content: Public humiliation, forced nudity, public exposure

**#Schooled**

Now this one is relative tame after those last ones. But in a way, this gives it the potential to have more happen, and be a bit more long term. Ethan is a 19 year old enrolled in his first year of college. Sheltered, lanky, and a bit awkward but very easy on the eyes, Ethan has always been popular with the women--not that he's ever picked up on that. Things have been going fairly well for him, with his grades better than ever right off the bat, and he was very eagerly picked to be on the college's lacrosse team. The one thing that he's never managed to have success with, is women. Ethan is hoping to change that. Unfortunately for him, the formerly all-girls college he is attending is full of girls far more experienced than him; and they know exactly how to use their skills to have him wrapped around their fingers. They're going to destroy him.

Potential Content: Pantsing, public humiliation, 'unique' punishments by a corrupt dean, femdom, and more

**Redpill Blues**

Tyler Wolfgang is an Adonis-like figure on campus, with a penchant for stirring the pot. After being reprimanded by his coach for being too politically offensive on campus, he is given an ultimatum. Either he must curb his behavior or he will be expelled. When Tyler refuses to tone down his beliefs, and gets into a very public argument with an officer on the school's debate team, his coach offers him a final alternative. He must either agree to be placed in the university's brand new 'de-radicalizaiton' program or be expelled. As it turns out, the program is far more invasive than Tyler ever imagined...

Content: political-play, orientation-play, femdom, clothing control, cbt, bph, clothing control

Note: I am more than willing to make the political-play in either direction of Us politics ;)

**The Free Ride**

A disadvantaged youth, you were able to get a full ride scholarship to a university, which you never could have afforded on my own. Little did you know that the scholarship entailed you being a test subject for a new policy being proposed. You are completely at the mercy of your professors, and can be punished in any way that does not include permanent harm coming to you. You’ve already signed the documents, so backing out now would really screw your life over....

Content: Free use, forced nudity, public humiliation, corporal punishment

# Workplace Settings

**Union BUSTING**

A long time worker of YMart, you've recently begun involving yourself in the politics of the work force, and have become a rather outspoken advocate for unionizing your place of work. Even more infuriating to your boss - you succeed in unionizing your store! However, your boss soon comes to make you regret the changes which you fought so hard for. Those 45 minutes of "self care" that you advocated for could so easily be misinterpreted as having you let some steam off in the break room. Following the new rule to the dot, these breaks must be supervised and reported to the Union to ensure compliance. In other words - you've screwed yourself, and your place of work now requires male employees to have female coworker supervised masturbation breaks. You COULD quit, but you need to submit a 3 week notice first; you really can't afford to be put on some sort of corporate do not hire list... Your male coworkers surely adore you for this.

Content: sph/bph, JOI, humiliation, femdom, public play, free use

**National Day of Solidarity**

Two years ago, this ridiculous fake holiday began making the rounds. Some guys at pride events claiming to be completely straight would "show their solidarity" to gay men and women by going entirely nude, and essentially claiming that their body was free use. It started as a weird sort of kink-play, but it quickly became a joke online. People would post images of cartoon characters who were "nude" by design, and Photoshop solidarity signs on them. The next year, a few social media influencers eluded to it, or in a few shocking cases actually did it for clout! The entire thing was one weird joke, until one day, your company takes it seriously, and requires all male employees to show their solidarity if requested. The only problem is, you NEED this job, frankly you only got it because your/my father had worked there years back, and the manager is too much of an old fogey to understand that it's not a real thing. He's promised to contact the board to investigate if that's true or not, but its the weekend, they wouldn't be at work to overturn their decision until that Monday anyways!

Content: Free use, forced bi, femdom, cbt, exposure

**For Your Safety**

Following the most recent case of allegations against a male celebrity, a shocking new approach to workplace workplace regulations is passed. What’s even more shocking is that it’s passed bilaterally, and set to be implemented next week. In order to prevent unwanted sexual advances against women, as well as false accusations against men, companies must register all of their male employees to the Potential Assailant Database (PAD). The intent of the database is to make it easier for female employees to immediately identify male assailants of workplace violence, even if they weren’t able to see their face. Male employees are required to cooperate with a full body exam, followed by the documentation of their bodies, which is uploaded to the database. The experience is embarrassing enough to go through with, but surely, it must be difficult to request access to a fellow employee’s file, right? They wouldn’t just allow ANYONE to demand to see the accuracy of the files on the spot, would they?

Content: Forced nudity, public exposure, pictures, online exposure, examinations

# Incest Settings

**Family Time**

Bryson's life has always been a struggle. The one person he could count on was his older brother, but even their relationship suffered from years of tension. Things were finally starting to look up when Bryson decided to go away to college. However, his first semester ended in complete failure, and his family was forced to send him home. That's when things really started to get strange. Bryson's parents consulted with an unorthodox and controversial psychologist, who had some rather radical ideas about how to treat their son. He claimed that Bryson suffered from body shyness and aggression due to excessive masturbation. To fix this, the doctor proposed that Bryson should be naked at all times and have his sexuality placed under the direct control of his family - his new conservators. They now decided when and if he masturbated, wore clothes, and worst of all, who he would and wouldn't have sex with.

Content: Free use, power exchange, incest, forced-bi, public humiliation, orgasm control

# SciFi Settings

**The New Normal**

It's been nearly five years since the Covid-19 pandemic began, and even though many restrictions have been lifted, one requirement still remains: strict guidelines. Unfortunately for you, the disease has evolved in some... unique ways. Recent studies have shown that the newest strain of COVID is virtually unable to be contracted via air-born infected. Good news! You don't have to wear a mask anymore! The bad news? Particulates containing the newest COVID variant can infect individuals up to 8 days after ejection from the body; and this can nearly double if the virus is able to "make a home" on clothing or other fibrous materials! In light of this, the American government implemented its most controversial COVID policy yet: those who have contracted it are banned from wearing clothing in public for up to two weeks! Unfortunately for you, you made the mistake of being tested in a public pharmacy, and the guideline is enforced immediately.

Content: Forced nudity, public humiliation, JOI, medical

**Just A Peek…**

The year is 2041. Technology is hardly what you'd expect for a date 20 years in the future. Everything stagnated after the corona virus started to affect men's sexual health. Many men's ability to perform plummeted, resulting in a slew of ruined marriages, and decreasing birth rates world-wide. To combat this, women are granted the ability to perform on command, 'suprise inspections' on any guy's equipment, to ensure that things could potentially work out between them. What does it matter if they’re in the middle of a busy mall, or if the woman clearly isn’t using this law for it’s intended purpose, the future of humanity is at stake!

Content: Humiliation, CFNM, free-use, JOI

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You’ll notice that all of these prompts refer to you as the submissive. While that is primarily what I’m looking for right now, I’m also not unwilling to play a submissive male if that what you would like, just let me know in the first message please 😊

If you've made it this far, I'll know that you really like what you see! Let me know your main kinks and your sexuality in your first message so I know, and I'll try to prioritize you - assuming I'm not swamped by replies!

Biggest Kinks: Femdom, CFNM, ENM, forced-bi, exhibitionism, humiliation, jerk off instructions, incest, stripping, sph, spanking, pet play, edging, non-con/dub-con, tickling, forced orgasms, edging, and honestly a lot more. Feel free to ask :)

My Limits are: Vore, gore, death, and bathroom related activities.

The warm lights of the college administrations office hummed, the only other sound being the gentle tapping of a keyboard. “Student number 2342?” The woman currently typing spoke to you in a kind, friendly voice. “Uh, yes!” She heard you reply. “Fantastic. Now as you know, after rampant incidents of male misbehaviour on campus, we have instituted strict malr ownership policies here at the Whitewood University. We have put all male students such as yourself through various test to find them potential owner match ups, you are lucky enough to have received multiple match ups due to your….. very impressive cock size. So have a look through the profiles of these lovely female students and tell me who you think you want to belong to.” The administrator placed a handful of student profiles in front of you full of photos and information about each potential alpha owner you could belong too, it was up to you to make the choice.

Owner 1- Jess the Muscular Jock

6’4”, 180lbs, 20 years old

What I need in a boi? A wife. I’m gonna be the man in this relationship no matter how fat that cock of yours is. I’m taller, stronger, and better than you’ll ever be. I want a boi who will show up to all of my matches dressed as my pretty cheerleader before cleaning me off with his tongue and cooking me a nice meal. Ever wanted to be a boiwife? Come to me and you’ll get carried to bed every night in my arms.

Owner 2- Lyra the Puppy Trainer

5’8”, 130lbs, 20 years old

Finally some lucky boi has decided to come to me! I’m sure you can’t wait for what I have in store for you puppy. Why did I just call you puppy? Well that’s because you’re my puppy now silly head! You’re just a dumb, silly boy who is going to be my little pet from now on. So get down boy, roll over, and bark for me like a good puppy and you’ll be rewarded however you want.

Owner 3- Alexa the Sugar Mommy

5’10”, 210lbs, 23 years old

Soft sugar Mommy here looking for her anxious and clingy boy to spoil forever and ever. College can be so hard for you boys, I understand how you struggle to hold back your desires and behave properly. With me, you won’t ever get punished for any misbehaviour because my good boy can do absolutely nothing wrong. Come and move in with me baby boy and I’ll provide you with whatever your silly boi brain wants

Owner 4- Ashley the Goth Domme

6’0”, 135lbs, 19 years old

If you’re choosing me, you must meet two requirements. 1, be super fucking hung. 2, be a weak nerd. Anyone else? Go away. I want a hung nerd to use and control. I want to milk you dry every night until you scream for me to stop. I want to fill your mind with endless perverted thoughts until you start failing classes because of me. I want you to be a silly gamer who I can distract with my fat tits.

Owner 5- Lana the Trans Girl

5’7”, 110lbs, 19 years old, bigger cock than you

So you’re a hung boy who thinks he’s a top? Sorry to burst your bubble but you aren’t. However big you are, I’m bigger, much bigger. With me, you’ll be getting your prostate flattened every day whilst I keep you caged up in the cutest cage I can find. My girl cock is heavy and aching, and the best relief I know is tight boi hole. Choose me cutie, you’ll never go back to topping again.

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Hi there! Thank you for reading through my RP prompt. I’m on the lookout for a long-term, detailed writing partner to play out this femdom prompt with me over on Discord. I’m looking to play as one of the five above characters, although I am certainly open to providing more options if needed, who becomes the female owner of your hung twink/femboy character. For your character, I am open to both furries and humans, as long as they are a cute, hung boi!

I would love to plenty of world and character building before we start and brainstorm some story ideas too!

Shoot me a message if you are interested!

Kinks- femdom, female led relationships, subby boys, femboys, twinks, hung boys, romance, cuddling, cuddlefucking, kissing, sloppy kissing, saliva, spit, aftercare, nursing handjobs, breast sucking, sloppy blowjobs, thigh fucking, tit fucking, tit jobs, feet, pegging, anal, toys, bdsm, pet play, pet names, collars and leashes, kennels, training, ownership, total power exchange, rules and punishments, massive cocks, slightly unrealistic sizes, massive cum loads, condom play, cock milking, ball draining, light cbt, gentle ball squeezing, edging, blue balls, orgasm denial, chastity cages, free use, casual nudity, trans girls, girl cocks.

Limits- scat, blood, gore, vore, vomit, pregnancy, abuse, non con, water sports, latex.

I (21F) have long been fascinated about being the other girl. I am aware that its wrong and that I shouldn’t be tempting men in that manner.

However, I find these sorts of relationships wierdly more intimate than a normal relationship. There is a sense of closeness that comes from a man that wants to be with a woman that’s giving him the affection he deserves and a woman just clinging on to all that affection he has to shower on her. I have been there before and I will never forget it. I secretly crave for it again. I miss the nights of being tangled underneath him after he came in me. I miss the nights of constant cuddling and being told how much of a void I fill all while knowing that he will choose his wife anyways and I am just a stopgap. But that didn’t make me stop him from banging me. I still wouldn’t stop coming to sleep with him in his hotel when he was free for the evening because the intimacy we share was greater than any pain that might come afterwards. I guess you might think I am a slut for doing so and I don’t blame you because that’s what society would likely think of me if it came out.

Have you been in these sorts of relationships? If so lets chat about that! Or if you are looking for someone who can fill the void in your relationship, lets fantasize about us together. I would really appreciate if you could send me some words of what you liked most about my post and some things about yourself!

It had been a few months now since you went to that convention, and while you were idly checking out the stands somebody probably convinced you to partake in some kinda raffle or giveaway. Well, fast forward to now and you had a notification on your phone from a pretty big streaming site that you indeed had won that raffle and were the proud winner of - and here it comes - the "the up-and-coming redacted girl, "A." was cosplaying Hatsune Miku - all yours for 24 hours!" prize. "A." was the name that the Idol agency that she worked for assigned to her to keep her real identity hidden to not completely ruin her reputation, and the only chance to see her face was usually at shows. While you were probably reading through that in confusion - a few dozen miles away the girl herself, Amelie, though on the mail you got it just said "A. █████" in the place of her full name, was calmly picking out the right pair of white and blue striped thigh-high socks out of her wardrobe - her twintails already in perfect shape, quietly playing music in the background, her entire room a mix of black new goth style and a sanrio obssession, and alternatively - a bunch of drugs on the table, because I would like to play a "menhera" girl. Outside of what she sees as a mostly financial avenue though, it's a rather boyish girl. Perhaps something you either love or hate to see - either way resolving it in a private room together. I have a pretty depressing life story and habit and thought that maybe bringing it into a scene could help me accept myself better. The woman was definitely putting some thought into tonight's date - almost a little curious about if this would end up being the only night she'll ever meet him... awfully curious about him. You didn't really have a clue if the whole thing was a prank someone played on you, spam, or for some reason the real deal but it did have your address, full name and a day and time of delivery listed which was shit... today at 8pm. Well, time to tidy up, I guess! Hi! This is just a simple prompt by a black-hearted girl that needs to get off on a saturday morning. I do really like the idea of you trying to make me come back for more based on the impression you leave. Also, I'm totally open to adding a little bit of incest to this with perhaps my brother or father winning the raffle. I've also got a reference picture of myself, just to help your imagination out a little ;3. I'm also of course open to doing other scenes if you end up coming up with any additional with ideas or fantasies because of me.

A few kinks that I think could go along well with this scene would be breeding, humiliation, dirty talking, hair grabbing/pulling, age/height differences, drug/alcohol use, power dynamcis and exchange, deepthroats, dirty talking, clothed sex, thighfucking, anal, manhandling, grabbing my unsure looking little face - chin or cheeks and making me suck on a finger or two before - during or after the act, and french kissing... just to name a few. Really, anything from fucking me as slow as you can to making me feel every inch while I moan, whimper and drool into the pillow - or you can pull on my twintails and fuck me like I owe you or something. Or, we can have gentle, sensual sex. Whatever your heart desires <3! Of course Miku could also be switched out with any other character you've ever wanted to fuck. A cosplayer, tomboy, or more if you have anyone to suggest in terms of characters to cosplay, if that comes up! We can also do a simple dad/daughter scene if that is what you are after. In general, everything that includes a sort of power exchange with me on the weaker end usually turns me on.

I'm a young woman, living in the EU and my Timezone is GMT+2. Don't be thrown off if you are older than me, most of the time I end up being into that too. I also have another character and another idea although with similar kinks. I'm looking forward to your messages! Another thing - and thank you to the people who made me aware of this, I had issues with message notifications especially regarding new chats and managed to finally solve that, so you should be able to reach me without issue now!

Love you, Amelie.

The Stones had worked exactly as Thanos intended. Perfect. Random. Half of all life in the universe erased in an instant, the survivors left stood beneath a rain of drifting ash and stunned silence. Fathers vanished beside daughters. Brothers beside sisters. Entire cities screamed to a halt in heartbeat. It should have been blind chance, cruel and indifferent in its arithmetic. And yet, when the screaming stopped and the world began counting its dead, the pattern that emerged was impossible.

Every man was gone. Every father, every son, every husband, every boy.

Across Earth and far beyond it, the half of existence stolen by the Snap had, by some divine error or cosmic cruelty, been every living thing unfortunate enough to carry a Y chromosome. Even Thanos himself had turned to dust with the Gauntlet still on his hand, leaving behind a broken universe and no way to fix it.

The women left behind did what they could. The Avengers (what remained of them, anyway) held the world together with aching bodies and thinning patience while the rest of humanity learned how to survive the silence. They kept the lights on. Kept the borders standing. Kept civilization limping forward through grief, panic, and the slow horror of what this world now meant. No men meant no sons. No husbands. No fathers. No next generation. No future.

The first year was chaos. The second was survival, cosplaying as normalcy. By the third, hope had faded to desperation. Humanity had survived the Snap. It would not survive what came after it.

And then they found him. They found you.

One man. Alive. A single impossible survivor pulled from the ruins of a dead world and rushed into Avengers custody before anyone else could get their hands on you. The tests were run, then run again. Human. Male. Healthy. Fertile... The only one left. By nightfall you were gone. Quietly escorted to the Avengers compound, hidden deep underground for your own protection, and for theirs. The world would learn soon enough that there was still a man left alive. But first, the Avengers would have him to themselves...

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Hey! This is heavily inspired by both the MCU (duh) but also a comic series called Y the Last Man.

I'd love to play a harem of Marvel heroines for you as we explore this manless world. I realise this prompt doesn’t give away much in the way of smut so if you’re wondering how I tend to write that, check out one of my other prompts.

We can take anyone from the films or comics, I'm familiar with both and I'd love to dive into all the characters who get you aching.

I simply ask that you're collaberative, literate, and give me more to work with than, "Hi can we RP". A couple paragraphs OOC and a writing sample, please!

Give me some heroines you’d like to have involved! We can have plenty mor throughout!

So long as I’m familiar with them in some form of Marvel media, MCU, Comics, Cartoons, Marvel Rivals, they’re on the table

Let me know about your character! Are they a Marvel hero, a nobody? An OC? What have they been up to these past few years?

I have a full kinklist but some big ones:

CNC, cock/BBC worship, huge cocks, age gap, size difference, interracial/raceplay, degradation, hair-pulling, spanking, slapping, anal, rimming, messy sex, sloppy blowjobs, deepthroat, throatfucking, outfit control, high heels, nails, bimbofication, public sex, light bondage, cheating/cuckolding, dp, gangbangs, groupsex, harems, BNWO, cum

NOT ALL OF THESE HAVE TO BE INCLUDED