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The Forbidden and Tantalizing

*Looking for female role player to play Maria for the following story*

Hi my name is Jaden and I'm currently an 18 year old high school senior.I have blond hair and electric blue eyes along with fairly tanned skin, and I stand at roughly 5’7 feet tall and weigh in at an astonishing 230 pounds of pure chiseled muscle as a result of me taking part in sports and krav maga classes. I am quite the looker but believe or not, I was never any good with girls; I’ve always been the shy guy.

I lost both of my parents to hurricane Katrina in New Orleans back in 2005. Maria Cordova, my mother’s childhood friend and my godmother, immediately took me in as her own son and flew me to live with her in Boca Raton, Florida. At that time she held a good administrative position in the school, and enrolled me there, where I currently attend today. My stepmother Maria is a firm and dominant woman, who radiates authority around the house and in my school campus. She is very ambitious, and managed to work her way to the top, becoming the current principal of my school.

Let me tell a little more about my 39 year old foster mom: She is the true definition of an exotic Hispanic bombshell. She doesn't look not a day older than 29. She has a curvy and busty figure any woman would die for, with skin tone of a nice, light caramel color.She had the face of an angel, with perfect full lips and beautiful hazel eyes. Her straight waist-length black hair reminded me of an ancient Egyptian princess;she often wore in a high ponytail with fringe bangs across her forehead. Despite her strong Hispanic heritage she held a resemblance to Priyanka Chopra, the Indian star actress.

However, she suffers of chronic halitosis- meaning she constantly had bad breath. If you have ever smelled a tonsil stone then my mom definitely had an entire mine of them in her mouth. Her breath is so potent that it can easily pollute an entire room the moment her lips part and it can be smelled even if she chewed the strongest mint. Mom’s ace card against her flaws was probably her exotic beauty and sexual attractiveness -her beauty itself seems to divert any negative thoughts and opinions from males towards her strong odor and convert them into thoughts of pure lust. I myself have also fallen victim to her beauty's effect as well.

Let me tell you of an incident that happened with her, that ignited that lust. It was 9:00 at night. Since I had spaced out in my room for most of the afternoon, I decided it was the appropriate time for a snack after all that schoolwork. As I was making my way through the living room towards the kitchen I noticed that Maria was just arriving home from work. She was with someone on the phone, probably one of her co-workers from school. She was wearing her usual business attire, her blouse buttoned all the way up, in a very professional manner.

“I sent him a confirmation email,” Mom said as she walked by me, leaving a trail of her bad breath lingering around . My nose flared as I inhaled her arousing and intoxicating bad breath. She continued about her phone call as she made her way to her room, not even acknowledging my presence.

Maria is more of a woman than a mother. She is foreign to the act of showing motherly love and affection. Although she took me in and provided me a very financially secured life, she lacked any true maternal instincts when it came to forming any kind of bond with me. Whenever I saw her coming home from her office all I would get is a half- hearted “hi sweetie’ from her as she walked past me- never even a hug or kiss. She was either busy with her career or busy with her booty calls even on my birthdays. I could never understand why she was so distant and foreign towards me. Every time I ever made an attempt to approach her,or give her a hug or a kiss she would always coldly rebuke me. Why was she so cold? Her parent’s wealth provided her with a lavish lifestyle and top notch education. I always wondered why she bothered taking me in in the first place, because I was sure she did not do it out of love for me. Did she do it out of loyalty or sympathy towards my biological mother?

It wasn’t until half an hour later that my mom called for me. I obediently answered, quickly leaving my room to spot her just outside her own bedroom, at the end of the hallway. But something else caught my eye too- the top four buttons of her business blouse were undone. I was able to see what looked like a hint of smooth,white, satin material showing through her gaping blouse. Her left hand seemed to be gently tracing the tip of her fingers along the side curve of her right bra-clad breast in an up and down motion as if caressing it. Her hand dropped from her breast as she noticed me.


"Jaden, be a sweetheart and head down to the pharmacy and bring me a box of tampons," said Mom, with firm authority in her voice. Her rank breath polluted the space between us. .

I had trouble making eye contact with her due to the tantalizing gap on her blouse that revealed an inch or so of her bra-covered right tit. Mom’s tits were low and naturally saggy, and the bra she wore was made of a flexible synthetic material of both latex and satin that allowed her breasts to remain that way. I was really being turned on by the sight of her tit and the way she had caressed it with the tip of her fingers. The odor of her breath only intensified the experience . I wanted to get close to her, to enjoy her presence or at least have an excuse to hug her and kiss her, but suddenly I remembered that my mom is not the loving and cuddling kind of woman. She is very strict and demanding of her personal and intimate space,especially the way she was looking right now. Any attempt to approach her will probably result in a very cold rebuke.

"The pharmacy receptionist knows what brand I like, so make sure you ask him, and you better not bring me the wrong brand!" she warned me coldly. She pointed towards the door with her hand, and the gap in her blouse opened up, exposing more of her bra-covered breasts. I nodded, and turned away slightly. What happened next however caught me off guard- as if in a trance-like state, she dipped her left hand into her gaping blouse and pulled her bra clad right tit out. It was so beautiful the way it sagged and bounced like a pendulum. Her erect nipple pushed against the delicate material of the bra that currently hid it from view. Just by the size of the 3 inch tent on her bra I could assume that her nipple could easily be as long and thick as my thumb if fully exposed. I continued to stare at Mom’s tit with my peripheral vision, not even bothered by being bathed by her bad breath. Her left hand suddenly reached down towards her right tit again and began to repeatedly deliver light slaps against it at a moderate pace. The sound of her hand smacking the soft and heavy wad of round flesh was mesmerizing. Mom must have acted subconsciously since she was far too engaged rebuking me. She would certainly never touch herself like that in front of me. Either she was truly unaware of her actions or she didn’t care at the moment since there was quite some distance between us either way.

“ Jaden! Go now!” Mom commanded coldly, as she still continued to touch her tit. The powerful pheromone enriched odor of her breath lingered well penetrated in the air the moment she spoke. It was amazing how her breath was able to reach my nose and pollute the entire hallway when she had just spoken almost twenty feet away from me. Fearful of her catching me staring at her breast I proceeded to do what was asked of me without question while trying to control my painful erection. After returning home from the pharmacy and dropping off the tampons on the counter I dashed to my room and furiously masturbated to the thought of my mom for the whole night.

For a the past few days I couldn’t stop thinking about my foster mom, or the accidental exposure of her female blessings or at least the bit I was able to see of them. Everything about her was just too arousing to bear. The way she looked, moved, spoke and smelled drove me insane. Even her graceful radiance of dominance and authority made her more irresistible.

Then a few nights later I was sitting on the couch in the living room reading an online guide on testosterone building on my phone when I heard the rattling of keys and the voice of my mom on the other side of the front door. She had arrived home. At that moment I remembered telling her this morning I would be hanging out with some friends at the bowling alley for the afternoon but I never specified at what time I would return home. I really wondered what she would do if she thought she was home alone, considering her tendencies to wear her blouses half unbuttoned when she felt safe and secure in her own intimate personal space like when she was alone in her office in school (in accordance to the glimpses I would steal of her the few times I ever dared to walk by her office). Immediately I dashed to a to a spot that would hide me from view as she walked in. She wore her usual business attire that consisted of a royal blue high collared button down blouse and a perfect fitting pencil skirt. However this time I noticed she had the top two buttons on her blouse undone and and her hand was already at work with the third button.

“Listen, just deal with it- why do I have to do all the work? Do I have to manage everything around there?. Mom said with irritation coating her voice as she undid the third button on her blouse and began to somewhat play with the fourth button as if deciding whether to unfasten it or not as she slowly made her way towards the living room.

She halted just a few feet from where I was hiding. Seconds later half of the house interior was polluted with the smell of her rank breath as she spoke. My nose flared as I inhaled her sexually arousing and intoxicating bad breath. She continued about her phone call as she continued to play with the fourth button on her blouse. After she was clearly certain I was not around the house, she finally undid the fourth button. An inch of the forbidden and tantalizing sight of creamy, smooth, and shiny material that covered her breast came into view as her blouse gaped. She was very engaged in her conversation indeed as she began to slowly trace her fingers in an up and down motion along the full length of the gap on her blouse causing it to stretch a little more revealing one or two more inches of each side of the creamy shiny material that covered her breasts. She must have acted subconsciously as she was clearly far too engaged in her phone call. I decided to get my phone camera out and start recording the show. I focused and zoomed the phone’s camera on her gaping blouse to get a better side view of her right tit.

“I need you to make several copies of next year’s financial resolution for the board.” Maria said with firm authority in her voice as she seemed to continue playing with her gaping blouse.

However after a well focused glimpse with the assistance of my phone’s camera zooming capabilities, I noticed her fingers were actually caressing the side of her bra clad right breast. It was pure torment witness the arousing and tantalizing sight before me. I continued to stealthily steal glimpses of my foster mother’s tit as she caressed it, until something caught my eye. Through the thin, delicate, and shiny material of her bra I noticed an aroused nipple slowly begin to swell and poke against it as she continued touching her breast. I watched as Maria then reached towards her erect nipple and gently traced a finger around it while also squeezing and pinching it through the material of her bra.

“Your ass is on the line so deal with this right away!” She cut the line, and sighed out loud. “Ugh, I’m in need of a fucking orgasm so bad...I don’t give a flying fuck even if Jaden is around, he could be dead for all I care, and I’d still touch myself over the thought of it.” she said, smiling sadistically.

With that she stood there in silence touching her erect nipple through the soft and satiny fabric of her bra cup. Then her hand dug deeper into her gaping blouse and began to knead her right tit. Half a second later she slowly made her way towards her room while still kneading her breast. I surreptitiously followed her while still recording at the same time,keeping my distance. However then it happened: as we neared her room I heard the sound of a hand impacting soft flesh covered in soft satiny material. It was then followed by a soft and sexy “Uuuuuffffffff!” that escaped my mom’s lips, leaving behind a powerful trail of her oral pheromones . Mom had just lightly slapped her breast. A second later she was already on the threshold and closing the door behind her. Being too aroused to even be bothered by the hurtful things my mom had just said about me, I immediately saved what I had recorded and left to my room for some intense masturbation.
 
The Forbidden and Tantalizing

*Looking for female role player to play Maria for the following story*

Hi my name is Jaden and I'm currently an 18 year old high school senior.I have blond hair and electric blue eyes along with fairly tanned skin, and I stand at roughly 5’7 feet tall and weigh in at an astonishing 230 pounds of pure chiseled muscle as a result of me taking part in sports and krav maga classes. I am quite the looker but believe or not, I was never any good with girls; I’ve always been the shy guy.

I lost both of my parents to hurricane Katrina in New Orleans back in 2005. Maria Cordova, my mother’s childhood friend and my godmother, immediately took me in as her own son and flew me to live with her in Boca Raton, Florida. At that time she held a good administrative position in the school, and enrolled me there, where I currently attend today. My stepmother Maria is a firm and dominant woman, who radiates authority around the house and in my school campus. She is very ambitious, and managed to work her way to the top, becoming the current principal of my school.

Let me tell a little more about my 39 year old foster mom: She is the true definition of an exotic Hispanic bombshell. She doesn't look not a day older than 29. She has a curvy and busty figure any woman would die for, with skin tone of a nice, light caramel color.She had the face of an angel, with perfect full lips and beautiful hazel eyes. Her straight waist-length black hair reminded me of an ancient Egyptian princess;she often wore in a high ponytail with fringe bangs across her forehead. Despite her strong Hispanic heritage she held a resemblance to Priyanka Chopra, the Indian star actress.

However, she suffers of chronic halitosis- meaning she constantly had bad breath. If you have ever smelled a tonsil stone then my mom definitely had an entire mine of them in her mouth. Her breath is so potent that it can easily pollute an entire room the moment her lips part and it can be smelled even if she chewed the strongest mint. Mom’s ace card against her flaws was probably her exotic beauty and sexual attractiveness -her beauty itself seems to divert any negative thoughts and opinions from males towards her strong odor and convert them into thoughts of pure lust. I myself have also fallen victim to her beauty's effect as well.

Let me tell you of an incident that happened with her, that ignited that lust. It was 9:00 at night. Since I had spaced out in my room for most of the afternoon, I decided it was the appropriate time for a snack after all that schoolwork. As I was making my way through the living room towards the kitchen I noticed that Maria was just arriving home from work. She was with someone on the phone, probably one of her co-workers from school. She was wearing her usual business attire, her blouse buttoned all the way up, in a very professional manner.

“I sent him a confirmation email,” Mom said as she walked by me, leaving a trail of her bad breath lingering around . My nose flared as I inhaled her arousing and intoxicating bad breath. She continued about her phone call as she made her way to her room, not even acknowledging my presence.

Maria is more of a woman than a mother. She is foreign to the act of showing motherly love and affection. Although she took me in and provided me a very financially secured life, she lacked any true maternal instincts when it came to forming any kind of bond with me. Whenever I saw her coming home from her office all I would get is a half- hearted “hi sweetie’ from her as she walked past me- never even a hug or kiss. She was either busy with her career or busy with her booty calls even on my birthdays. I could never understand why she was so distant and foreign towards me. Every time I ever made an attempt to approach her,or give her a hug or a kiss she would always coldly rebuke me. Why was she so cold? Her parent’s wealth provided her with a lavish lifestyle and top notch education. I always wondered why she bothered taking me in in the first place, because I was sure she did not do it out of love for me. Did she do it out of loyalty or sympathy towards my biological mother?

It wasn’t until half an hour later that my mom called for me. I obediently answered, quickly leaving my room to spot her just outside her own bedroom, at the end of the hallway. But something else caught my eye too- the top four buttons of her business blouse were undone. I was able to see what looked like a hint of smooth,white, satin material showing through her gaping blouse. Her left hand seemed to be gently tracing the tip of her fingers along the side curve of her right bra-clad breast in an up and down motion as if caressing it. Her hand dropped from her breast as she noticed me.


"Jaden, be a sweetheart and head down to the pharmacy and bring me a box of tampons," said Mom, with firm authority in her voice. Her rank breath polluted the space between us. .

I had trouble making eye contact with her due to the tantalizing gap on her blouse that revealed an inch or so of her bra-covered right tit. Mom’s tits were low and naturally saggy, and the bra she wore was made of a flexible synthetic material of both latex and satin that allowed her breasts to remain that way. I was really being turned on by the sight of her tit and the way she had caressed it with the tip of her fingers. The odor of her breath only intensified the experience . I wanted to get close to her, to enjoy her presence or at least have an excuse to hug her and kiss her, but suddenly I remembered that my mom is not the loving and cuddling kind of woman. She is very strict and demanding of her personal and intimate space,especially the way she was looking right now. Any attempt to approach her will probably result in a very cold rebuke.

"The pharmacy receptionist knows what brand I like, so make sure you ask him, and you better not bring me the wrong brand!" she warned me coldly. She pointed towards the door with her hand, and the gap in her blouse opened up, exposing more of her bra-covered breasts. I nodded, and turned away slightly. What happened next however caught me off guard- as if in a trance-like state, she dipped her left hand into her gaping blouse and pulled her bra clad right tit out. It was so beautiful the way it sagged and bounced like a pendulum. Her erect nipple pushed against the delicate material of the bra that currently hid it from view. Just by the size of the 3 inch tent on her bra I could assume that her nipple could easily be as long and thick as my thumb if fully exposed. I continued to stare at Mom’s tit with my peripheral vision, not even bothered by being bathed by her bad breath. Her left hand suddenly reached down towards her right tit again and began to repeatedly deliver light slaps against it at a moderate pace. The sound of her hand smacking the soft and heavy wad of round flesh was mesmerizing. Mom must have acted subconsciously since she was far too engaged rebuking me. She would certainly never touch herself like that in front of me. Either she was truly unaware of her actions or she didn’t care at the moment since there was quite some distance between us either way.

“ Jaden! Go now!” Mom commanded coldly, as she still continued to touch her tit. The powerful pheromone enriched odor of her breath lingered well penetrated in the air the moment she spoke. It was amazing how her breath was able to reach my nose and pollute the entire hallway when she had just spoken almost twenty feet away from me. Fearful of her catching me staring at her breast I proceeded to do what was asked of me without question while trying to control my painful erection. After returning home from the pharmacy and dropping off the tampons on the counter I dashed to my room and furiously masturbated to the thought of my mom for the whole night.

For a the past few days I couldn’t stop thinking about my foster mom, or the accidental exposure of her female blessings or at least the bit I was able to see of them. Everything about her was just too arousing to bear. The way she looked, moved, spoke and smelled drove me insane. Even her graceful radiance of dominance and authority made her more irresistible.

Then a few nights later I was sitting on the couch in the living room reading an online guide on testosterone building on my phone when I heard the rattling of keys and the voice of my mom on the other side of the front door. She had arrived home. At that moment I remembered telling her this morning I would be hanging out with some friends at the bowling alley for the afternoon but I never specified at what time I would return home. I really wondered what she would do if she thought she was home alone, considering her tendencies to wear her blouses half unbuttoned when she felt safe and secure in her own intimate personal space like when she was alone in her office in school (in accordance to the glimpses I would steal of her the few times I ever dared to walk by her office). Immediately I dashed to a to a spot that would hide me from view as she walked in. She wore her usual business attire that consisted of a royal blue high collared button down blouse and a perfect fitting pencil skirt. However this time I noticed she had the top two buttons on her blouse undone and and her hand was already at work with the third button.

“Listen, just deal with it- why do I have to do all the work? Do I have to manage everything around there?. Mom said with irritation coating her voice as she undid the third button on her blouse and began to somewhat play with the fourth button as if deciding whether to unfasten it or not as she slowly made her way towards the living room.

She halted just a few feet from where I was hiding. Seconds later half of the house interior was polluted with the smell of her rank breath as she spoke. My nose flared as I inhaled her sexually arousing and intoxicating bad breath. She continued about her phone call as she continued to play with the fourth button on her blouse. After she was clearly certain I was not around the house, she finally undid the fourth button. An inch of the forbidden and tantalizing sight of creamy, smooth, and shiny material that covered her breast came into view as her blouse gaped. She was very engaged in her conversation indeed as she began to slowly trace her fingers in an up and down motion along the full length of the gap on her blouse causing it to stretch a little more revealing one or two more inches of each side of the creamy shiny material that covered her breasts. She must have acted subconsciously as she was clearly far too engaged in her phone call. I decided to get my phone camera out and start recording the show. I focused and zoomed the phone’s camera on her gaping blouse to get a better side view of her right tit.

“I need you to make several copies of next year’s financial resolution for the board.” Maria said with firm authority in her voice as she seemed to continue playing with her gaping blouse.

However after a well focused glimpse with the assistance of my phone’s camera zooming capabilities, I noticed her fingers were actually caressing the side of her bra clad right breast. It was pure torment witness the arousing and tantalizing sight before me. I continued to stealthily steal glimpses of my foster mother’s tit as she caressed it, until something caught my eye. Through the thin, delicate, and shiny material of her bra I noticed an aroused nipple slowly begin to swell and poke against it as she continued touching her breast. I watched as Maria then reached towards her erect nipple and gently traced a finger around it while also squeezing and pinching it through the material of her bra.

“Your ass is on the line so deal with this right away!” She cut the line, and sighed out loud. “Ugh, I’m in need of a fucking orgasm so bad...I don’t give a flying fuck even if Jaden is around, he could be dead for all I care, and I’d still touch myself over the thought of it.” she said, smiling sadistically.

With that she stood there in silence touching her erect nipple through the soft and satiny fabric of her bra cup. Then her hand dug deeper into her gaping blouse and began to knead her right tit. Half a second later she slowly made her way towards her room while still kneading her breast. I surreptitiously followed her while still recording at the same time,keeping my distance. However then it happened: as we neared her room I heard the sound of a hand impacting soft flesh covered in soft satiny material. It was then followed by a soft and sexy “Uuuuuffffffff!” that escaped my mom’s lips, leaving behind a powerful trail of her oral pheromones . Mom had just lightly slapped her breast. A second later she was already on the threshold and closing the door behind her. Being too aroused to even be bothered by the hurtful things my mom had just said about me, I immediately saved what I had recorded and left to my room for some intense masturbation.
 
She changed him

She discovered his secret. The clues had always been there, her things where always out of place when she looked thru her closet and dressed. Though she never thought much about it. She had been with him for 6-years, he cared of his looks more than most men. Again another clue she had missed. He was small for a man, a only a couple inches taller than her. He loved to shop with her for clothing.

That day, she was coming home early to surprise him, tell him of her promotion. Her heart sank, her anger quickly grew, "That bastard has another woman in my house." She followed the footsteps to her own bedroom, she expected to find her husband awaiting his lover.

Yet the women stood alone wearing her dress and heels, The lines on the back of her stockings was perfect, her brunnette hair streaked with blond highlights.

"Why are you in my house." She screamed.

"I can ... " The woman said.

She recognized the voice, as she turned, at first she did not recognize the woman, yet she looked like a sister to her boyfriend / husband.

(Looking for a male to play a man who wants to find his femine side and a lover willing to bring him there.)
 
Hey, Effect.

2 things:

1st, if you want people to contact you about joining your role plays, you have to turn on your Private Messaging:
  • Select "Quick Links".
  • Select "Edit Options".
  • Enable private messaging.

And 2nd ... well, if you turn your PMs on and send me one, I'll tell you what the 2nd one is.
 
PM me if you are interested in any of these ideas... I would be playing the male in the following ideas.

1: In a world similar to ours, there are three classes, The Upper Class, the Lower Class and slaves. The world appears normal as people in thiiie Upper and Lower Classes go about their daily lives, the slaves go unseen because they serve only the Upper Class. Once a year, anyone from the Upper Class can choose to take anyone from the Lower Class and make them their slave.

A man is a member of the Upper Class, he was once a businessman but got sick of life in the city so he moved up to the mountains for a more peaceful life. After a year or so, he missed having female companionship so he goes to the city a month or so be for the date to find a woman to take as his wife and to be the mother of his children. The woman he chooses is a successful business woman who is just on the outside of being in the Upper Class. Her business is doing well and she is close to reaching the threshold for receiving membership in the Upper Class. She thinks she's untouchable because of how close she is... But, her dreams are dashed when she is taken by the man.
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2: A woman has worked hard all her life and now owns her own very successful company. She had done somethings, some illegal, some immoral, to get where she is today. But, she is a complete bitch to her employees. One of them knows everything about her shady dealings. And one day, she pushes him over the edge and he rapes her. Then, he blackmails her into giving him everything including her body.
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3: Two people bump into each other at an outdoor market. They find a mutual attraction to each other so they decide to go have coffee. During their conversation, they learn that the man is looking for a sub, and the woman is looking for a dom.
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4: A woman answers a posting on an adult message board to become the submissive lover of a wealthy man.
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5: A woman is forced to become a sex slave after she is caught breaking into a man's home.
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6: A real estate agent is kidnapped and raped while showing a house to what she thinks is a potential buyer
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7: Some women get lost and they find a nice man to help them. The girls learn that the man isn't there to help then he's there to enslave them and make them his new harem of wives
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Celebrity Roleplay

Looking for someone to play one of the following... I would be playing the male

A famous woman has a secret. She want to be used as a sex slave. She finds out about a man who takes woman like her and gives them a weekend 'vacation' from there normal lives. He 'kidnaps' them and takes them to his place in the woods. There he chains her up, spanks her, 'rapes' her, and keeps her in a small room with just a toilet, a sink, and a small cot. She agrees to go on a 'vacation' with him and at the end she doesn't want to go home. She wants to stay with him.
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A man kidnaps a celebrity as she is leaving a red carpet event and he takes her back to his place where he plans on making her his sex salve.
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In an alternate universe, if a movie loses a lot of money or a TV show fails, the female lead becomes the property of the studio or TV network. Then, her and everything she owned is sold at auction and she becomes the sex slave of her new owner
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A celebrity gets into a car accident on her way to a ski resort near Lake Tahoe. She's not hurt too badly. She has no cell service. A man who lives in the mountains finds her and her car and offers to help her. However it's late at night and there's a big blizzard about to come in, so she agrees to go with him to his cabin. Little does she know that the man is a serial rapist and she just became his next victim.
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Here is a list of celebrities I would like to play with

Jennifer Morrison
iJustine
Dakota Johnson
Jennifer Garner
Debby Ryan
Dove Cameron
Demi Lovato
Victoria Justice
Bridgit Mendler
Ashley Tisdale
Emily Osment


If there is a celebrity you would like to play or if you would like to play an OC who is famous let me know. Also, if you like to play more than one character, we can work something out.
 
I have had several threads die after just a few posts as of late.

I am very interested in crafting a story that tangles attraction and grief.

Our girl would be very alone in the world. A little vulnerable, but usually strong and self reliant.

Our fellow-- is someone she has known, but their relationship could possibly change if they give it a chance.


If you are interested, please send me a pm and we can have a chat about it.
 
Looking for someone to play one of the following... I would be playing the male

A famous woman has a secret. She want to be used as a sex slave. She finds out about a man who takes woman like her and gives them a weekend 'vacation' from there normal lives. He 'kidnaps' them and takes them to his place in the woods. There he chains her up, spanks her, 'rapes' her, and keeps her in a small room with just a toilet, a sink, and a small cot. She agrees to go on a 'vacation' with him and at the end she doesn't want to go home. She wants to stay with him.
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A man kidnaps a celebrity as she is leaving a red carpet event and he takes her back to his place where he plans on making her his sex salve.
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In an alternate universe, if a movie loses a lot of money or a TV show fails, the female lead becomes the property of the studio or TV network. Then, her and everything she owned is sold at auction and she becomes the sex slave of her new owner
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A celebrity gets into a car accident on her way to a ski resort near Lake Tahoe. She's not hurt too badly. She has no cell service. A man who lives in the mountains finds her and her car and offers to help her. However it's late at night and there's a big blizzard about to come in, so she agrees to go with him to his cabin. Little does she know that the man is a serial rapist and she just became his next victim.
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Here is a list of celebrities I would like to play with

Jennifer Morrison
iJustine
Dakota Johnson
Jennifer Garner
Debby Ryan
Dove Cameron
Demi Lovato
Victoria Justice
Bridgit Mendler
Ashley Tisdale
Emily Osment


If there is a celebrity you would like to play or if you would like to play an OC who is famous let me know. Also, if you like to play more than one character, we can work something out.

LOL! You include iJustine! XD
 
Still looking for a female interested in the following:

Seeking a female companion for the following:

Chase Daniels was a hot shot junior lawyer, only a couple years removed from law school. Working at one of the largest firms in Chicago things certainly seemed to be going his way in life. High rise downtown condo, sports car, designer suits, etc. While getting dates was certainly not an issue what he really wanted was someone who could challenge him, who could be his equal or even get the better of him from time to time. After all, winning your whole life gets boring after awhile.

Occupying the office across the hall she seemed to always follow him wherever he went in life. His father the head of a major construction company, her father the head of one of the largest law firms in Chicago. They went to the same east coast boarding schools, both went to Yale undergrad and Harvard law. Both incredibly smart and talented, Chase preferring a bit more fun in his life than she did. And now here they were, working for her father's law firm. While her father loved Chase like the son he never had ultimately everyone knew the firm would be her's one day and he had no chance at beating that.

I'm looking for a female to occupy the role of my counterpart who's father runs the firm. While we are competitive there is no overt hostility between us. Rather this is two rivals coming together.
 
My cowriter for this has had RL snatch him away from Lit just when we were getting into the meat of the story. So I would like to redo this thread. The Vampire Queen's Servant

So I would need one Male Roleplayer interested in doing something in femdom. I would ask you to please read the previous version of the thread to get the flavor of BDSM I want for this and the whole reincarnated lover angle which can be difficult to explain in pms just how I want it to play out but I think it works well with how we did it in that previous version.

So if you are interested in helping me redo this thread please PM me so we can discuss particulars.
 
Looking for a male co writer for threads. I am pretty open to most ideas but i love fantasy threads and i am a hopeless romantic so i make sure a thread has that. i am not to keen on playing dominate roles or where i am the older person. i normally tend to play the young naive innocent roles. if your interested in a thread pm me and lets see what we ca come up with.
 
Looking for someone to fill the role of a summoned succubus. This thread will be highly sexually charged, full of a great deal of teasing, and a constant contest of will power. The end of the store will be left open intentionally so that your character is left with the option to actually break my character if you are up to the task.

A taste of the incomplete intro post to whet the appetite...

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He had spent months preparing for this ceremony. Several trips to recover powerful tomes of ancient lore to reveal the power eldritch forces he would have to wrestle once the incantations were complete. He had memorized each and every ability the creature possessed and they were formidable. The magic powers alone of the demonic being were enough to be a danger to most mortals on the prime material plane, yet here he was alone planning to summon one and bind it in his laboratory; pure and utter madness.

Then there were the physical dangers. Her claws could pierce plate armor like cloth, they were smart and devious as a demon could come and well it was a demon designed to allure; that was her most formidable weapon of all. Never having seen a live succubus, only renderings and descriptions they varied and he imagined that not every demon had the same look about her. One thing was made quite clear however in each description, they were built to provoke sin and carnal desire in mortals; to make the body betray mind, and soul.

He traced the last of the runes into the smooth marble floor with the silver and mithril powder and leaned back to study his work with an expert eye. He compared it to the five separate sketches that he had obtained of the binding circle. One thing troubled him, a single rune was out of place in this fifth drawing, it was flipped inversely and that could mean the difference between life and death. Was this the only magus to contain the lust demon, or was he one bent to her will and compelled to publish incorrect information to fuel more foolish mortals to follow in his footsteps.

He had chose to believe this man had solved the riddle and flipped the symbol, it was a gamble, but he this was only the binding circle for permanency. The redundant circles of protection should hold her long enough to allow him to banish her if his gamble was wrong, and all it would cost him was months worth of work and fifty thousand gold worth of spell components. He tried not to think about that now.

He slid out of his robes and stood in front of the large full size mirror, examining the runes of protection scrawled upon his flesh. Each rune had a protection spell imbued within it and then magically bound on his skin. It would protect him from her various magical attacks if everything else failed. Everything from charm spells to magical holding spells. He thought he had played this chess game thirty moves ahead, and yet still there was a hollow pit in the center of his stomach. A small part of him quaked in dread, even as the greater part of him exalted with the thrill of conquest. He examined his muscular frame one more time and then with a deep breath stepped out of the pool of robes.

His nude form was illuminated by the dancing torch lights that gave off no smoke nor odor; such things were a trivial cantrip to a magus of his skill. He pulled a small jar of viscus, creamy fluid that had been warming over a candle near by and he poured it in the center of the ring of binding. The smell of his stored seed was pungent, it had taken him time to store the required amount for the spell. If one wanted to catch a shark, one must place chum in the water after all. He set the jar outside the circle, careful not to disturb the powdered runes. He brandished a straight bladed obsidian dagger with his other hand and drew it across a bare part of his forearm, careful not to damage himself in a place that would hinder his casting ability, nor disrupt the runic protections he had painstakingly placed. His blood mixed with his own seed upon the floor.

He stepped out of the circle and wrapped a cloth around his wound and for a brief moment watched the blood pool, before tying it off with his free hand, and mouth.

Setting his jaw with determination he mentally ran his mind over the spell one final time and then raised his hands. Tracing delicate patterns in the air he spoke in a low, haunting tone the harsh words in the infernal tongue. The words were guttural and sounded like a mixture of a snarling wolf, and a grunting gorilla. The words came faster as he felt the magic take hold in his blood, it swept through him and he could not help feel his excitement grow with it. Standing there in his nudity, knowing what he was about to summon, his manhood stiffened to half mast. The runs burned a harsh white color and the turned solid in the floor rather than a powder, as if they were letters carved in stone. The offerings he had left for her vibrated as if reacting to an unseen presence.

That was when the world split open. He had done it! With the power of his will and his magic he had ripped a tear in the prime material plane to the burning hells. The smell of sulfur struck him so hard that it almost made him gag and lose the spell. He managed to continue his harsh chanting and that was when he heard a soft, feminine chuckle that made the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. The voice was inhuman, it had an eerie echo to it as if it were reverberating off the inside of his skull and coming back out of his ears. Oh she was not hear yet, she was playing with him, testing his resolve. If she could get him to break the spell in mid cast she could escape the bindings and she knew it. So did he…
 
Genderbent Harley Quinn

Harley Quinn has been a favorite of mine since she first showed on the Batman Animated series. I’d love the chance to step into those insane obsessive shoes. I’d be comfortable with any number of plots, whether it’s the story of a fem Joker twisting me into her side kick in the first place, a story with the established relationship already in place or genderbent Harley taking on a solo career against a female batman or anyone else for that matter.

If you’re interested PM me and we can start hashing out details.
 
An Idea about Portals

I found this story on the thread, and it seemed nobody picked it up. It sounds hilarious and fun, and if any female would be interested in picking it up, I'd love to consider writing it with you! PM me if interested.

An alternative universe Earth has men as the rather inferior sex, used by women for their pleasure and for reproductive purposes. They aren't officially slaves, but they're not all that much better. It is understood in society that men have a significantly second-class status. Women are exclusively the leaders, the generals, get paid much better (or get paid at all), you name it. Then a virus wipes out the men's fertility, and threat of extinction is at hand. While men can still be enjoyed for pleasure (and of course there are women who really celebrate this new development) the majority are of course concerned for the longevity of the human race.

A chemical that can be injected into fertile men and cause them to generate artifical semen using the man's underlying genetic code is developed by a group of genius scientists (mostly female) - but it's just not the same in consistency, taste, experience -and, the humans produced by these means are prone to illness, mental retardation, and even the ones that come out good just can't perform like the men of old used to.

In steps my character who (conveniently, and yes, rather comically) steps through a portal to this alternative universe that he finds in a chest in his dead father's basement. Ha. My character of course is a young, attractive professor of biology - who also so happens to ride a Harley Davidson and has his fair share of women.

You choose who you'd want your character to be, and please send any ideas for how you'd like to see things play out once he steps through that portal!

PM if interested.
 
Your home is in danger, and you have decided to seek out the legendary hero Galen. Whether or not he truly is the only one who can save the village is sort of immaterial. What matters is that you believe it.

The trouble is that you don't know where he is. He supposedly led the people against the great ork horde in the battle of Thalik Mor, but that was fifteen years ago, and he was never heard from again. It's the best clue you have, though, so off you go to Thalik Mor.

Just when you are ready to give up, you meet an old, handsome but blind veteran who claims to know where Galen is. He's a beggar now, and you get the feeling he's got an agenda. You're not sure you can trust him, but he's the only person who seems to know anything. He offers to take you to him, but he warns you that it will not be easy, and there is no guarantee that Galen will help.

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If you hadn't guessed, the old veteran is the hero Galen. He angered the god by using his fame as a hero to seduce women. In his arrogance, he seduced a priestess who was meant to be the god's bride. The god cursed Galen with blindness, and the only way to lift the curse was for Galen to deflower a willing virgin who did not know he was Galen on the god's altar.

During the course of the journey, the two will feel a growing attraction. They will act on it, though he will always insist that they do "anything but...." He cannot tell her the reason
 
Roleplay Idea

I got an idea of sorts I want to do a thread where my character gets himself into a lot of trouble with a whole bunch of bad people and the only way to keep himself alive is he takes off steals a spacecraft and get the hell out of dodge but his bad luck follows as his ship crashes on an undiscovered planet full of these blue people so to speak (I know what your thinking avatar it can be sort of like that but humans are able to breathe their air without having to turn themselves into blue people) ok back to my idea his ship crashes and he comes upon a small lake with these drop dead gorgeous beings and he finds himself in this situation.

If your interested message me here is a visual of what I want my character and the blue girls to look like ~Visual~
 
Still looking to start a WoW Thread

Well, I've started a new GTA thread and starting a new apocalypse thread, but still no bites on a World of Warcraft thread. *sigh* Starting to think that no one really plays it here. But, alas, I'm here to try my hand at getting someone to start a thread similar to the idea below or a different WoW thread all together.

A World of Warcraft Thread - in particular, one involving the character in the first post of the thread "The Wars Rage On". I was writing it with my husband but it didn't really get off the ground and he wasn't as interested in it. But I'm wanting to play the Tauren - I want to be the moo. It can be tweaked a bit to coincide with either the Legion xpac and be updated to the current happenings or it can be made to be in the future, after Legion. Basically a future thread, non-canon, if you wish - while keeping the whole of what is and what isn't in WoW. Now...in my Idea Pool on this post in particular, I mention a possible Tauren x Pandaren interest. But if full anthropomorphic-type furry is not your thing, then perhaps Tauren x Draenei or Tauren x Blood Elf. Something of that nature. I just really want to play the Tauren in the thread. We can start the thread over as well. Or if you don't want to do this thread in particular, we can create a WoW thread of our very own. I have a lot of ideas for characters as I play the game almost daily. It can be either SRP or ORP.

:::EDIT:::Here's what I'm looking for in a partner. I want someone consistent enough to keep up with the thread and to stay on, or to be honest and tell me if it's not working for them rather than just up and leave. I don't update every day but I do update at least 2 - 4 times a week, depending on how real life messes with me and if I'm unavailable at any time, I will let people know, I'm not a flake.. I am looking for male partners to start up the possible new threads. Not looking to have any lesbian or incest related threads at this time. I have a few of the Incest genre going right now. Let me know via PM if you're interested. :kiss::::EDIT:::


I don't believe that I'm going to pursue this thread right now. There are either not enough people that know what's going on in the game or they have never played it to begin with. So, I think I'll throw it on the back burner for a while and see if my husband perhaps wants to pick up the thread mentioned above in the grayed out portion later on down the road.
Thank you to all the people that offered but, it's just not what I'm looking for. And when I want to play it male x female, don't offer Futa, that's still kinda female x female and that's not my cup of tea right now.
 
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