This submissive girl needs a good breaking in...

Blaanid

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27 female submissive

I'm in need of a partner to RP Submissive/Dominant....Anythng goes...and I mean anything!!

-blaanid
 
hi i am emily and love rp's a lot
so what role do you wish to play?
a dom or sub?
male or female?
let me know if you have any fantasies
 
My services are available.

Maybe set the scene a little bit for what you would like yor fatasy encounter to be. "Anything Goes" doesn't really create a setting for us you know? All I really need is an atmosphere, are you walking home by yourself in a bad neighborhood? Do you owe money to the mob? Set up a loose starting point and I can go from there.
 
Well...I'm a 27 Straight Female...

the setting of the scene would be me walking down the sidewalk late in the evening, its already dark out and I'm on my way to my apartment after a long day at work...Oh...and I am a sub :p
 
And you are abducted and taken to a secluded place and raped and so on ? or meet an old lover
let me know your limits!
 
I would prefer a man to RP with...and I would prefer that he lead...hehe...
 
Blaanid said:
I would prefer a man to RP with...and I would prefer that he lead...hehe...

What are your limits? Rape scenes okay? Any fetishes you'd like to explore?
 
Evening Emily....still looking for that follow the leader playmate?
 
OrcishBarbarian said:
What are your limits? Rape scenes okay? Any fetishes you'd like to explore?
Rape is fine...just no perminate damage... :p
 
Blaanid said:
Well...I'm a 27 Straight Female...

the setting of the scene would be me walking down the sidewalk late in the evening, its already dark out and I'm on my way to my apartment after a long day at work...Oh...and I am a sub :p

A shadowy figure begins walking behind you. The lapels on his long black trenchcoat are pulled up around his face and his hat is pulled down low, so that only his piercing green eyes are visible. He hugs the sides of the tall buildings around you, staying mostly out of sight, his haunting green eyes watching you like a predator stalks its prey.
 
Blaanid, oblivous to her follower continues walking down the walk to her two bedroom apartment. Her knee high leather boots scraping at the side walk betraying exaustion after spending 16 hours on the job. She felt so ready to walk into her apartmen and just strip off her business skirt, blouse and boots and collapse on her bed for the rest of the night.
 
As the young business woman passes a small dark alleyway between two buildings, her follower: James, siezes his opportunity and grabs her from behind. One hand wraps around your waist, pulling you firmly against his broad, firm body. His other powerful hand covers your mouth and nose, muffling your scream. He drags you into the shadows of the alley and pins you against the damp, brick wall, still cupping your mouth.
 
All a sudden as she is walking along, Blaanid feels a quick fast jerk as she is all a sudden wrapped in strong rough arms. A hand over her mouth and the other binding her to him, unable to scream or yell she just struggles to no avail as he pins her to the cold, wet brick wall. Full of fear of what he will do next continues to struggle, bruising herself as she presses against him trying to burst free of his grasp.
 
The large figure presses himself against you more firmly now, preventing you from creating enough room to put up a respectable fight. His face leans in, inches from your own, allowing you to smell his musky, sweet scent.

"Shhhhhhhhhhh" He whispers to you as his tongue runs slowly up the side of your neck. He tastes fear in the small beads of sweat that are begining to form on your soft skin. The hand not covering your mouth slowly trails its fingers down your neck slowly to gently touch the top of your chest.
 
Blaanid, still unable to move. Wanting nothing more to just be alone in her warm safe apartment relaxing on her warm safe bed, is now having to smell his scent, feel his salavating tongue glide up her neck. Normally feeling the heat of a man and smelling his scent near her would be a total turn on, but this one was out to hurt her. She wanted to get his hand off of her mouth, beg him to let her go, offer him money if that would work. But still no chance of making a loud sound, only tiny wimpers as she felt his body pressing against her, hoping against hope that he wouldn't strip her and take advantage of her out here...
 
His index finger pauses just below your neck. His other fingers retreat as he begins sliding his fingertip down, between your collar bones and into the hint of cleaage just above your blouse. His finger continues downward, popping the buttons off your blouse one by one, exposing more and more of your supple young body, heaving with frantic breaths.
 
She can't see her buttons pop off, but she sure can hear them. Maybe its the fear, she's not sure...but they sound really load as they are removed from her blouse by this beast. She wants nothing more than to just disappear from this place.
 
She tries to scream but is still unable to get any sound out! She tries to kick him, but she feels comepletely frozen. She doesn't know why but she couldn't even move if this thing was holding her down...
 
After getting about halfway down your body he rips your blouse open, sending the rest of the buttons flying to the ground. His hand skillfully and forcefully tears your bra open in the front and hisses into your ear "Oh yeah, I'm gonna fuck you raw, right here in the gutter, and you're going to fuckin' love it you gutter slut."

He releases his grip over your mouth in favor of a grip on your throat. He immediately kisses you, forcing his tounge into your mouth to silence any potential scream. His other hand roughly fondles, paws and molests your exposed breasts.
 
Even though she is scared out of her wits, she can feel her cunt get wet with every moment this man fondles her. She goes to scream as he removes his hand and enters her mouth with his tongue, but all she can manage is a soft moan.
 
You moan softly into his aggressive kiss which only emboldens him. His hand leaves your breasts, trailing down your abs and under your skirt. His fingers skillfully tear a hole in your lacy panties. His thumb works small circles over your clit as he slowly pushes his middle finger into you, wanting to feel you squirm against him.
 
Blaanid does her best to get away from him. She can feel his thum massaging her clit, his finger enter her cunt. She hopes that this is as far as he will go, but knows better. She moves her hips back trying to make it difficult for him to stay in her. Blaanid tries to kick him and is now getting worried as to what he will do next...
 
He breaks the kiss as you begin to struggle harder. He tightens his grip on your neck and slightly flexes the finger in your pussy. Lifting you up by the neck and supporting your lower body with his finger in your sex, he slides you slowly up the brick wall. He loves your gasping cries for mercy, as tears stream down your face. He tosses you to the side, knocking over several garbage cans, spilling their contents over the ground where you fall. In a second he is on top of you, his hands pinning your wrists to the ground, his legs straddling you. You can feel that he is naked under his trench-coat, his long thick cock lying across your belly. His tongue finds your nipple and licks up your chest and neck slowly.
 
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