[F4M] A Sweet, Traditional 1950's Housewife - and You Want to Breed Her, Even if She Resists.

[hon3ybee]

As the title suggests, this roleplay is based around very old fashioned values! Such as my character, Lucy, being beneath YC, her husband. She must obey him, must be a good little housewife. Keep the house tidy, have dinner ready on time, keep herself pretty for him. If she breaks any of his rules, a punishment will follow. I was thinking the most likely to be spanking - nothing violent, but enough to be uncomfortable.

I wanted to set this in the 1950s. Birth control is a new invention, however condoms have been around for a while. These traditional values are still in force in many places.

I was thinking YC is an older man, bigger than MC too. Maybe very successful. He fell for Lucy's girlish charm and innocent nature, believing she'd make the perfect little wife for his home and bed. She was even a virgin on their wedding night - a truly devout Christian.

But he can also be very rough and uncaring when it comes to her needs. Maybe he doesn't believe a woman's pleasure is important. Lucy is freeuse to him, able to be bent over and taken whenever - her protests do not matter, it does not matter if she isn't wet. All that matters is that his cock is satisfied. That's not to say they can't have romantic sex. I like to think that Lucy *wants* to be all pretty and prepared for him before bed, even wearing cute lingerie he buys for her. And even if she protests, she likes the way he takes control and dominates her. She likes that he makes decisions for her. She likes feeling small and helpless.

Maybe her friends are a bad influence and want her to leave him, because he always speaks for her, always controls her - and at that, he simply forbids her from speaking to them and introduces her to more appropriate women. I think this could be a very fun roleplay!

But maybe, Lucy isn't ready for a baby, like her husband is. Maybe she's been taking birth control behind his back, and he's just furious when he finds out. He flushes it all in front of her, and ensures she has no access to more before... well, filling her young womb with a baby.

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Lucy is 5"1 with a petite body. She has wider hips, but her breasts are smaller than average. She has long, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes and freckles.

Kinks: creampies, ddlg, dom/sub, breeding/impreg, pregnancy, (possibly lactation), balls deep, bondage (nothing extreme), coercion, blackmail, noncon/dubcon, jealousy/possessiveness, size differences, traditional gender roles, cum play, sweaty sex, dirty talk. I have others, however that's all I can think of at the moment. Feel free to suggest kinks that aren't on this list! Some of these will likely not fit into this scenario, which is entirely fine.

Limits: scat, vore, gore, anal, unrealistic cock/breast sizes.

 

[Countbrass]

Hi. I’m pretty new to this but would like to try this rp with you. I’ll write something below and if you like it we can give it a try

Roger pulls the dark blue Lincoln up into the drive and shuts down the engine. Turning off the lights he thinks that he’ll leave it out on the drive tonight. It had been another dry, hot summers day and rain seemed unlikely. He sat there in the dark for a moment thinking. It’d been a long hard day. Problems with the Johnson account. Some manufacturing issues had resulted in a couple of duff batches being sent out to them. They’d been furious and neither the account representative nor the accounts manager had been able to soothe them. So of course he’d had to have sorted it out himself. A trip into the city and a few drinks on him had smoothed their feathers.

He looked at his watch. 8pm or so. Another long day at work and that coming after last night. Had it only been yesterday evening that he’s discovered those pills?

“What are these?” he’d demanded stood silhouetted in the doorframe of the bathroom, the light streaming out into dim bedroom.

“They’re my vitamins” Lucy replied.

“Do you think I’m stupid?” I raged “ I know what they are. Why have you got them?” Almost shouting.



Lucy and he had been married just over a year now and roger had long been expecting to have his family on the way by now. As roger reached his thirties he felt the desire to start a family. Have a couple

Of strapping young lads to take over his business one day and maybe a daughter or two. He’d had many a dalliance during his twenties, especially during the war. Many a French girl had been awfully grateful for their liberation and roger standing at 6’2” with blue eyes and sandy blond hair had seemed a great way for them to express that gratitude. A few secretaries and various girls working and met in clubs had filled the last five years or so but in Roger’s opinion these girls were not marriage material. He’d met Lucy at a dance. Standing there all awkward, she’d seemed shy. Blond hair, blue eyes and the most adorable freckles (he’d always had a thing for freckles). She’d seemed perfect. A prim and proper girl and if he was honest she’d turned him on the first time he saw her, those freckles, the flaring hips and petite perky breasts. He’d asked her to dance and a year later they were wed.

“Vitamins? Vitamins? These aren’t bloody vitamins” roger strode to the toilet and started popping the pills out and into the bowl. Throwing the empty packets in with them he flushed the loo and went striding out into the bedroom. Lucy was sobbing. “I’m sorry” she kept saying “I just wasn’t ready” Roger hardly heard her as he fumed. How dare she he thought. I work hard all day to feed and clothe us and this is how she repays me. We will have a family! He determined. He sat on the side of the bed and pulled Lucy roughly over his lap with her backside prominent before him.

“You’ve been very naughty. A bad wife” as her speaks he pulls her nighty up over her bottom and draws her underwear down. The bare cheeks of her ass goosepimple in the cool evening breeze as Roger brings his palm to bear and delivers a firm smack on her cheeks. More slaps follow, warming and reddening her behind as Roger keeps repeating “naughty girl” with each spank. Does she feel his erection on her tummy as he punishes her? He wonders. Her gasps and moans don’t seem like the noises of discomfort or pain. Is she enjoying this? Does he catch a glimpse of moisture between her legs? After he’s punished her he leaves the room to get a drink, hoping that his tented trousers are unseen to Lucy.



Roger climbs out of the car and locks the door and heads for the house…..