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Thread: Cravings Thread

RE Cravings Thread - Male DM x Female Character, or Female DM x Male Character Right now, I'm looking for roleplays involving a submissive female. These RPs will all be about the female already being submissive whether she knows it or not. These RPs will involve quite a bit of smut. And these RPs will be consensual. -- Therapist x Celebrity This RP is about a celebrity who is having some sort of issue. I can make up specific issues about certain celebrities Eg. Daisy Ridley having an issue with her new found fame, Emilia Clarke having issues with her nudity affecting her image, etc., but if I can't for someone in particular, I usually just go with having a boyfriend that she loves, but hates sexually. She goes to a therapist for help, only to find out a little too late that his methods are strangely sexual. He's a legitimate therapist, but when his favourite celebrity enters his office, he can't help but take advantage of the situation. His professionalism convinces her, and when she orgasms for the first time in weeks, at the end of their first session, she believes she's on the path to being cured. His demands, ideas, and actions become more and more surprising and sexual, yet the celebrity finds themselves more and more depraved, willing to do anything just for another orgasm. By the end of the RP, she would become sexually broken. Teacher's Pet In this RP, a student is having issues with a crush she is having on a young teacher. Her best friend decides enough is enough, and gives her an idea write down everything you want the teacher to do to you, then screw it up in a ball, and throw it in the bin. Seems simple enough, right? Well, the student tries this, writing down how she wants to be spanked until she can't sit still for a week. How she wants to gag on his cock until she passes out. How she wants to worship his cock all day and all night. But then, she hands in her essay, not realising she left the note on her essay. This RP will be about the two exploring a masterslave or domsub type relationship, neither having much experience in the matter. The Horny Ghost This is a more light-hearted RP or not, depending on your preferences. It's about a young woman who buys a new home, only to find out it's haunted. And while the ghost is tied to the house, it is free to go wherever the residents of the house go too. Now, this ghost has been dead for a while, and hasn't gotten to have much fun. So when a hot woman moves into his home, he gets to do whatever he likes with no consequences... How will this go? So this could be done a light-hearted RP, where it's gentle teasing that he annoys her with, and sex that she says she doesn't want, but definitely does. Or it could be a bit darker, where it's all forced onto her. Probably easier to talk about this through PMs. I would love for the home owner to be a celebrity. A singer would be good, with an invisible ghost rubbing her pussy while she performs live?
Thread: Cravings Thread

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Thread: GoT - A Wolf and a Mockingbird (Miss Tris x Shadows)

You belong to me, Sansa spoke evenly. Her tone was hardened with the natural command of a Stark, her expression serious and cold. I would ask you to swear your loyalty, Lord Baelish, but we both know that your promises are hollow. She watched him for several moments, her sapphire eyes not quite leering but carrying a severity that warned Littlefinger against a response. After a moment she took several steps, her paces carrying her towards Petyr's side, her sight shifting to their surroundings. You want to refute it, I can tell. You want to tell me that you love me, swear that you'd never betray me. A few more steps, placing her behind him. Whisper me the same sweet nothings that you shared with Aunt Lysa. Sansa halted. It pained her to speak of Lysa, for many reasons. Worst of all was the way that she had dishonored her aunt's memory, when she had publicly claimed to have witnessed the woman's suicide - when, in fact, Lysa had been murdered. By Littlefinger. Sansa had watched him push his wife through the Moon Door, listened as her aunt screamed in terror and heartbreak as she fell to her death. Or perhaps it was worse, still, that Sansa felt nothing in that moment. She didn't know her aunt, hadn't met the woman until days before her death, and had no attachment to her. She was almost relieved to see the woman plummet, having just moments before been the one being held at the edge of the Moon Door, Lysa threatening to throw her through. But...Lysa had her reasons to act as she did. Sansa couldn't blame her entirely. Her aunt had witnessed Petyr and Sansa's first kiss, had reacted as any jealous lover would. The difference is that I won't believe you, she spoke as she continued her progress, not caring to allow her mind to dwell too long on the pitfall that was the memory of her time at the Eyrie. After several moments she completed her circular pathing, bringing herself once again in front of Petyr. Sansa's gaze fell onto his. You're going to have to show me your devotion. Are you prepared to prove yourself?
Thread: GoT - A Wolf and a Mockingbird (Miss Tris x Shadows)

Sansa didn't respond to his words. After a moment of lingering quiet she bent forward, placing fingertips upon Lord Baelish's sigil. She studied the mockingbird, her gaze tracing the graceful lines of the creatire's wings and tailfeathers. The symbol fit Petyr not at all. The mockingbird sang only to please others it was a bringer of joy and was universally known as harmless. Undoubtedly Lord Baelish had chosen his personal sigil for just that purpose, to conceal what he really was. It had worked, for awhile at least, and now Sansa had to wonder how many people knew that the titan House Baelish's actual sigil was not a mockingbird at all. Her eyes returned to Petyr's as she moved her free hand to his collar, diligently removing the aforementioned sigil. She stood erect, her form regal and proud, maintaining unwavering eye contact with the man kneeled before her. She fastened the pin to her collar. Her gaze left Petyr only long enough to glance down at the sigil affixed above her breast when her eyes found his again she smiled softly, almost wickedly. Again, she offered no words. There were terms, of course, that would preface a union of House Stark and Baelish but Sansa had no want to discuss the details at present. She simply wanted Petyr to know how far she was willing to play their game. To show him a picture he might see fit to pull into reality. Sansa needed to learn to play the game as well as he did. Outside of whatever there was between them, whether or not she could truly out-maneuver Lord Baelish, Sansa had an enemy in Cersei Lannister and the Queen was unmatched in her ability to scheme and destroy. Unmatched by all except Littlefinger. Assuming the winter didn't bring an end to them all, Lord Baelish could prove a useful ally. So long as it remained in his best interest to serve House Stark... Stand. They were of similar height so Sansa easily continued to stare directly into his eyes. Was Petyr capable of love? She wondered. The man owned brothels, and as to whether or not he indulged himself or just used the tastes of his patrons for blackmail fodder, Sansa couldn't say, but she felt comfortable assuming he wasn't one to be so easily won over by pleasures of the flesh. Sex didn't equal love a lesson Sansa knew all too well. She reached for his face once again, her fingers brushing over his cheek before trailing back and along the silver streak of hair at his temple. She leaned forward, her lips coming teasingly close to his, halting just outside of making contact. Her heart pounded in her chest. A heated breath escaped her lips. She drew back. Undress, she spoke, watching him expectantly.
Thread: Lord of the wolves (Alvis Alendran x anjalikkeoliver2905)

Animalistic savagery was something that was usually opposing him, not aiding him, but in this one case, he would not question it. When the wolf looked at him, the colour of the ewyes caught his attention. Blue. On a wolf. It wasn't natural, shouldn't be possible , but it told him something. What came to aid him was not an animal of any stripe found in the truly natural world. All of this was set aside for the current need was to survive the fight now, break the will of hte band, and with the great beast aiding him, he might be able to manage it. Moving was aggravating his wound, but he had little choice in the matter. There was less finesse in his movements now, less control, but he still picked his blows carefully, the keen edge of his sword slamming home with lethal force and precision every time. Limbs came free, heads where it was possible. He saw the wolf bringing down another orc, the jaws working into the body, seeing flesh parting, bones start to crumple under the relentless pressure fo the beast. He saw an orc charging at the flank of the wolf, adn knew that turnabout was fair play. He plucked a blade from his torso, adn heaved, casting it with all his might. It was likely the best throw he'd yet managed in a long time. Kinfe sinking to the hilt in the eye of the orc, the creature died with a gurgle. The ranger was back in motion, swirling his cloak out as he moved, shielding his motions from some, making hismelf look larger than he really was to others, anything to give him an advantage. An Arnor! An tr! He bellowed in Sindarin, his human voice not quite bringing hte rounded adn musical sound of the language to it's normal fruition, but the sound of it seemed to rattle the remaining orcs further. Only a handful of them, but they started to flee. Dropping his sword, he quickly drew out his bow, adn started to fire. It was barely a few moments later, and things fell silent. Battle seemed a poor word to describe what had gone on. A small war perhaps. The clearing was littered with proof of his small war, carnage strewn out along the ground for all to see. He staggered, letting his bow fall tot eh blood smeared snow. He reached out for a tree, finding one close enough to lean on. His hand pressed to his side, slick with blood now from his wound. He hissed, looking up at the wolf, knowing that if it decided that he was next on the list, then there was nothing he would be able to really accomplish against it. he had some smaller blades that might wound it, but he doubted he'd be able to kill it if needed. He hissed again, keeping an eye on it, waiting to see what it's next move was.
Thread: Lord of the wolves (Alvis Alendran x anjalikkeoliver2905)

Unnatural. It was the only thing that came to mind when watching hte wolf. There had been an instant of wondering if it might have been a white warg, he'd killed a few of those in his time, but the longer he looked at the beast he knew it couldn't be. The muzzle was too pronounced, adn it moved with faar too much grace and not nearly enough amlice. There was no sense of darkness coming from it. But still, wolves simply didn't get this large, not in nature. And so he wa still at the same point as he had been before. Animal and predator, staring directly at him. He was next. he knew it. But he'd seen it move, seen how it fought. He might have been a match for it at his best, fully in hte peak of health and strength. But he was far from that point now. Blood was still leaking from his side, and what was worse, it was starting to slow down. That wasn't a good sign to his knowledge. He grit his teeth, his hand still gripping the blade of his dagger like he meant to be able to use it. This was not how he'd intended thing to go. Not how someone like him was supposed to meet their end. He would have been contented to have died in battle with teh orcs. He calmed himself at that thought. He'd slain the band, as well as it's reinforcements. He'd done his task and more. He could die with that being done. Perhaps not in glorious battle defending the honour of fallen Arnor, but it was enough. He smiled at the wolf, actually smiled at what he could only assume was his doom. To go out smiling. That was a fate that could have been worse. His grip slackened on his wound, and he slipped from the tree to land in the snow with a muffled thump, his vision going black, and conciousness fleeing.
Thread: Lord of the wolves (Alvis Alendran x anjalikkeoliver2905)

She had watched over him the best she could as he slept seeing that his dreams were not restful but rather much like her own filled with things most would not wish to see. When his eyes opened the whole of her attention would be focused on him now sure how he would take what he was waking up to. All her sense were focused fully on him as the fire softly flickered between them. She was thankful that he didn't move too quickly as it would risk reopening his wound. She watched his nose flare slightly wondering if it was the scent of the cooking fish that he was smelling. When her hearing picked up the faint sound of his stomach she knew that it was. She watched silently as his eyes moved to the fire then around the small cave she had found for the two of them. It wasn't much but it would provide shelter that they needed from the cold winter night outside. When his eyes finally fell on her she knew that the questions and uneasiness would quickly follow as it always did when people found out. He did have control that much she could surmise in that he suppressed the response that would have washed through anyones mind in waking up as he had. Everything about her was youthful but also slightly dirty in appearance. Her clothing was a little too big and looked as though it had been a few years since they were in good shape. The look in her eyes came both from man and beast judging the soul before them. Wondering just how much to tell him if anything. The words she did speak might have seemed odd but before anything else was revealed she felt it best that he knew that she was not one to eat humans. When she did speak she could see that there was some confusion in his eyes. I simply did not want to wish to continues speaking with the question being left unspoken, she spoke as she watched him retrieving his water skin before taking a long drink. Leaning forward she slowly pulled two fish from the stick that they had been cooking on before carefully handing them to him. You are quicker at putting things together than most that I have met before. The fish is safe to eat if I meant you harm you would not have left the battlefield, She said as she carefully laid them down before retrieving her own two. Peeling off a chunk of meat she would down it quickly. It is hard to explain and more than likely our paths will diverge before it become too much comes to light. For now though I will say that the beast that aided you and I are very closely connected. It was our thought to leave you after the battle was over with only the thought that some odd creature had come to your aid before disappearing back into the woods. Your injury was too grave and and the scent of orcs was still too strong in the air to leave you there. So we decided that this was the best choice, she said taking a few more bites out of the fish before she would retrieve her own water skin taking a drink before offering him a drink. So if you will allow we will see you safely to a human settlement. If you do now allow we will leave in the morning, she said as she looked over at him knowing at best she was being cryptic.
Thread: Lord of the wolves (Alvis Alendran x anjalikkeoliver2905)

His eyes didn't stop tracking her movements. Picking at her words in his mind, she was a curious creature. He knew that thinking of another person as a creature wasn't really a terribly polite approach, but something inn his mind wondered if he should so ready to be convinced that she was a person the way he normally defined it. She spoke readily as thoiugh she understood the beast, as though privy to it's thought, and that made him wary. But everything else she'd established was correct. Had she wanted him dead, she could have simply left him to his fate. It made ill sense to poison him now. He lifted the first fish, his hand finding his small knife still in place on his belt. Something else that indicated he wasn't among an enemy. It wasn't likely that a foe would have left him with any means of fighting. this aprticular blade wasn't well suited to the task of killing a person, but he'd managed it before when needed. He instead pierced hte skin of the fish, slicing it open to expose the meat. Steam rose, encouraging him. He ate quickly, famished. Being on hte ru with little but brief moments of trail food and what water he could harvest left him craving proper nourishment. As he set aside the now picked clean fish, he turned his attention back to his host. He accepted her offer of hte waterskin. It was fresher than his own, and he took a breath at the taste, handing it back to her with a nod of thanks. Her doging around the issue of hte wolf did bother him, but not in so much as it would leave him ungrateful for aid offered. It was a gernerous offer. He had a good idea of the nearest village, adn it was several days distant from them. It is something of a...long journey tot he nearest village. I am not without gratitude for your offer, it is generous. And shoudl the distance not daunt you, then I would be pleased to have some company on the journey.
Thread: Lord of the wolves (Alvis Alendran x anjalikkeoliver2905)

With every movement that she made she could feel his eyes staying on her though honestly she couldn't blame him. They did not know each other and the threat was still real that one of them was not what they seemed. In truth she hadn't been around humans in a long while even longer since she had manage to sit down and have a full conversation with one. She knew that her words and the way she choice to speak would sound odd to most. Her eyes was on him as he lifted the first fish seeing that there was a bit of trust between them even if it was on a small level. While he would cut at the fish her fingers would make quick work tearing chunks off where she could. In trust she was too hungry to care about eating politely in front of another. In truth she ate about as quickly as he did finding that they both were hungry. She would offer him a nod back as she took her water skin back taking another deep drink before setting it down where it could be within easy reach of either of them. Picking up the second fish she would careful start picking at it though without the vigor that she had with the first. Hearing him speak about how if would be a long journey to the nearest village she would softly shake her head. The distance should no be the worry, she spoke softly as she picked another small chunk of meat from the fish. We may not be much help with hunting the fish today was somewhat a turn in fortune. Where ever we can be of aid we will lend it without question, she said finishing the last of the meat the fish had to offer before she leaned back looking over at him wondering just how much she should tell him. Even if they traveled with each other for a few days there would be some basic things that he would need to know. Among my people they call me Calista, she said extending her hand to him if for nothing else a sign of acceptance while they would be traveling with each other. Leaning back she would soak in the warmth of the fire as her mind worked on how to speak of this next part. It would be a while before she would finally speak deciding it best simply to say it no matter how mad it would make her seem. If we are to be traveling together for a few days there are some things you will need to know. I would rather they be known here rather than when he leave so that they will not become a distraction. I know you will probably think me mad. The wolf that you aided you in your fight and the person who speaks to you now are one in the same. We have the gift to switch between forms when needed. That is how I can speak to her thoughts, she said as she watched him awaiting for the questions she was sure would be coming.
Thread: New User Looking for Incest and more! [MxF, NSFW]

Still looking for more partners. Loving this place already!
Thread: New User Looking for Incest and more! [MxF, NSFW]

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Thread: Forever Mine (Ava and Fates)

The words spoken sounded too good to be true. A Queen. The word made her smile. Perhaps it was not the title itself, but whom the person it came from and the pedestal he put said Queen on. As her question was turned back at her the girl could not help but laugh. I will let you be the judge of that. It is as you say, I will be forever yours for eternity, so you've plenty of time to teach me if we find that to be the case. Isabella would have to learn in due time, and there was no shortage of it once the deed was done. Once her humanity was stripped of her, she would begin anew. While it is luck that you find me appealing, you have done nothing but offer me a freedom from my short and ill fated life. To walk hand in hand with a being that promises infinite adoration and reassurance that next to nothing can come between us for all eternity seems to be far better than being prepped for becoming a broodmare for your own father. Short heels clicked upon the cold hard floor as the distance between the otherworldly man and the green-eyed bride-to-be was closed. I would rather tempt the fates, though fickle they may be, than deal with a certain doom. The final judgement had been made she would be his Queen, his companion, and pupil. Warm emerald eyes looked into the crystal blues of her host and it was then that the gap was not close enough and she silently sat herself upon his lap. Lengthy locks were pulled aside to rest over the shoulder furthest from her betrothed. The soft curved of her neck exposed, but with this new found degree of intimacy she was interested in one more thing before the deal was sealed. There is but one thing I wish to do before we commence with the proverbial nail in the coffin. As she spoke, she noticed the finest of details to Alistair. His lips were enticing and she found herself wondering if they were just as cold as as his cheek. The softest of butterfly kisses was pressed to his shockingly cold lips. It was a brazen act, but if this was to be her new life then why not embrace it? The icy kiss of his lips against her own sent a shock to her senses, but had her full warm lips wanting to share their warmth with his. I will accept whatever pain awaits, but I want to do this now. Soft lips practically fed him the words, they were so close. Intrepid fingers explored the the soft smooth color of his double breasted waistcoat and the simple flower of a girl looked absolutely temping against such a debonair backdrop.
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