18F Looking for NO LIMITS DETAILED rp w/ older Dom

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Thank you for reading my post, I am an incoming english major looking to write an ongoing story/roleplay with an incredibly detailed, articulate, and No limits older dom. The roleplay will consist of you abducting and training me, an 18 year old cheerleader through bondage, torture, and humiliation.

I generally use kik or google hangouts to roleplay and have/can take plenty of slutty photos. Please check out the photos attached for inspiration.
If you are interested in pursuing a no limits long term roleplay/relationship please respond to the following prompt.

Intro:
It's late afternoon on a hot June day at the University of Alabama, where you are the head coach. Each year you select an incoming freshman as your "project". Due to your position of power you have unquestionable authority that allows you to pick a freshman to corrupt in your own personal sex slave.
You are at cheerleading try outs with your assistant Natasha going over this year's prospects. You groan as countless twig shaped girls try out for the team. "I'm sorry Sir. I'm sure there's a candidate here somewhere." She responds quickly trying to keep you happy. At that moment you see me, a 5'2 Brunette weighing about 115lbs. You notice my pretty face but what really grabs your attention is my big round ample cheeks that bounce and jiggle with each step. You smile as you see I'm wearing skin tight black spandex shorts that are so stretched out they turn transparent when I bend over revealing my tiny little pink thong being swallowed by my soccerball shaped bubblebutt cheeks.

Please describe as detailed as you can watching my performance and how my big round meaty ass looks like it's gonna burst right out of my shorts and how badly you want to punish me for being such a little cock tease. You imagine me tied up and screaming in your basement.
 
Thank you for reading my post, I am an incoming english major looking to write an ongoing story/roleplay with an incredibly detailed, articulate, and No limits older dom. The roleplay will consist of you abducting and training me, an 18 year old cheerleader through bondage, torture, and humiliation.

I generally use kik or google hangouts to roleplay and have/can take plenty of slutty photos. Please check out the photos attached for inspiration.
If you are interested in pursuing a no limits long term roleplay/relationship please respond to the following prompt.

Intro:
It's late afternoon on a hot June day at the University of Alabama, where you are the head coach. Each year you select an incoming freshman as your "project". Due to your position of power you have unquestionable authority that allows you to pick a freshman to corrupt in your own personal sex slave.
You are at cheerleading try outs with your assistant Natasha going over this year's prospects. You groan as countless twig shaped girls try out for the team. "I'm sorry Sir. I'm sure there's a candidate here somewhere." She responds quickly trying to keep you happy. At that moment you see me, a 5'2 Brunette weighing about 115lbs. You notice my pretty face but what really grabs your attention is my big round ample cheeks that bounce and jiggle with each step. You smile as you see I'm wearing skin tight black spandex shorts that are so stretched out they turn transparent when I bend over revealing my tiny little pink thong being swallowed by my soccerball shaped bubblebutt cheeks.

Please describe as detailed as you can watching my performance and how my big round meaty ass looks like it's gonna burst right out of my shorts and how badly you want to punish me for being such a little cock tease. You imagine me tied up and screaming in your basement.

Still looking!
 
Sent you a PM on how you will become my personal cum dumpster. Love your perfect bubble butt.
 
Thank you for reading my post, I am an incoming english major looking to write an ongoing story/roleplay with an incredibly detailed, articulate, and No limits older dom. The roleplay will consist of you abducting and training me, an 18 year old cheerleader through bondage, torture, and humiliation.

I generally use kik or google hangouts to roleplay and have/can take plenty of slutty photos. Please check out the photos attached for inspiration.
If you are interested in pursuing a no limits long term roleplay/relationship please respond to the following prompt.

Intro:
It's late afternoon on a hot June day at the University of Alabama, where you are the head coach. Each year you select an incoming freshman as your "project". Due to your position of power you have unquestionable authority that allows you to pick a freshman to corrupt in your own personal sex slave.
You are at cheerleading try outs with your assistant Natasha going over this year's prospects. You groan as countless twig shaped girls try out for the team. "I'm sorry Sir. I'm sure there's a candidate here somewhere." She responds quickly trying to keep you happy. At that moment you see me, a 5'2 Brunette weighing about 115lbs. You notice my pretty face but what really grabs your attention is my big round ample cheeks that bounce and jiggle with each step. You smile as you see I'm wearing skin tight black spandex shorts that are so stretched out they turn transparent when I bend over revealing my tiny little pink thong being swallowed by my soccerball shaped bubblebutt cheeks.

Please describe as detailed as you can watching my performance and how my big round meaty ass looks like it's gonna burst right out of my shorts and how badly you want to punish me for being such a little cock tease. You imagine me tied up and screaming in your basement.

I sent you a pm beware it's kinda long not sure what length you wanted.
 
Just don't do this one. No answer. A service to all.

The air in the gym is a cool delight after walking in from the parking lot. It's only June but the day promises to be hot and humid with the robins egg blue sky of a perfect Alabama morning. I grin wryly. A welcome tingle of anticipation that started when I arose and is slowly growing as I look around the main floor.

Another new class. A new set of freshman. A new project. Another brand new girl, probably from a very good home. One who I'll mold and...

"Good morning Natasha." My assistant had walked over with her clipboard and nods as I greet her. I smile at her and she quickly casts her eyes down to the clipboard. I took care selecting her and trained her well. A few touch up sessions now and then keeps her on her toes.

She frowns and turns her head, nodding to the group of girls congregating where the cheerleader tryouts are being held. I look and the smile turns into a frown. Natasha sees it and nods.

Pretty girls but... all the same. Slim. Boyish hips, well muscled legs, small breasts. Attractive to be sure but...

"I'm sorry Sir. I'm sure there's a candidate here somewhere." Natasha says quickly, perhaps concerned over what might happen if one's not found. I nod, and see her swallow nervously. She's afraid of how much she enjoys our sessions.

Then a girl enters the gym and Natasha breaths a sigh of relief. Pretty girl, a brunette. Unlike the other girls she has the perfect physique; strong meaty legs, shapely calves and a fantastic ass. Round globes that jiggle under the skin tight shorts she's wearing - globes that beg for the attention I can give them.

"Her" is all I need to say. Natasha nods. She knows what to do, as well as the rest of the staff. The girl will be talked to, gentle pressure applied - hints of doors being opened for her, special treatment, a bit of scholarship aid, whatever enticements are required. It's just like bringing in the next athletic star - and these people are good at it.

Meanwhile my mind wanders a bit as I watch the girl. Bent over as she's stretching, the black of the spandex shorts also stretched and turned transparent, her pink thong panties on display. I grin. Those would be nice to rip off. That thought brings a familiar hunger. Yes, that girl will be the project for the year.

Those thong panties torn off her, pushed into her mouth as she's tied to that sturdy sawhorse - the special one - the one that Natasha fears and loves. Those thighs spread, ankles tied to each leg of the frame. Listening to the sobs as her wrists are tied as well - bent over, the girl helpless, crying. Natasha? Oh yes I think Natasha should be there to help. Soothing the girl, talking to her quietly, gently. Stroking her hair.

As I select the - cane first? Or paddle? Oh the times we'll have as I play my games on that perfectly formed ass...

Natasha is over there now, talking with her. The other coaches watch; they know what's up. Another year begins.

It is a perfect summer day after all.
 
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