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Thread: Mx Female Looking for a Cowriter for Bad Bedtime Stories via Discord (NSFW Images)

Music Festival Encounters Today Im interested in something a bit more in the realm of open-ended situations in a more defined surrounding. I want to play an older, more experienced, and possibly supernaturally powered, gentleman at a music festival that finds some sweet, in over hertheir heads, boho festi girls. He could have his way with herthem in public at the camp-fire stage, could take them back to his camp, or even to his RV if we decide its to be a private affair. This could include all kinds of things happening to the girls. Being drugged, being enchanted, could include magic, could include reality warping things being as we could explain it as part of an acid trip or some such. Kinks Ageplay, Public, NonDubcon, group-play, drugs, magic, and whatever else sounds interesting. As always, Im open to adjusting this for whatever my partner has in mind, and Im open to lots of negotiation and brainstorming. Just PM me for what youd like to chat about! Last edited Sep 24, 2019
Thread: Mx Female Looking for a Cowriter for Bad Bedtime Stories via Discord (NSFW Images)

The Grooming and Indoctrination So, before going any further, I feel obligated to mention this is a craving based sort of on a memory that a playmate brought up. This memory is dark, and contains triggers for some. If you have a history of past sexual abuses, please don't read this. The Plot I used to know this person that was molested as a kid. It went on for a long time, and it messed up her life and the lives of those she knew for a long time. And now, as fucked up as it sounds to admit, I want to play out a different part of the story this time around. I want to play out the role of an older man molesting and raping a teen-aged girl and breaking her in, teaching her to submit and that it's her place to be on her knees serving him. I know this is dark, but I don't care. I know some people will read this and freak out. That's why there's a warning. Don't message me about it. I won't listen to anything angry about this thread. However, if someone out there relates and wants to vent and share stories, that'll probably be oddly therapeutic for both of us, and I'll be happy to let someone unburden themselves to me. But really, this is a post looking to write dark, smutty psychological trauma, just to be clear. Last edited Sep 24, 2019
Thread: Mx Female Looking for a Cowriter for Bad Bedtime Stories via Discord (NSFW Images)

Military Man in a Foreign Land Today, I'm adding another dark and taboo subject as the backdrop. The over all idea is that a grizzled soldier, sailor, or marine is deployed somewhere far away from home and finds a poor girl or woman to take his frustration and anger out on. She could be a female member of the same force, an underling that's his to command and he takes that authority in a very bad direction but forces her to obey. She could also be a native girl, sweet, innocent, and in the wrong place at the wrong time. This could be a short one-off, where the girl is used and then left a mess, or have an even darker ending. Or, it could be a long term set up where the poor girl is constantly at the man's mercy over his deployment to the foreign land. Kinks Ageplay, non-con, humiliation, abduction, abuse, possibly public, uniforms, titles, BDSM. As always, the entire thing is a framework only, and is completely up for discussion and alterations to suite what my RP partner enjoys. Also a reminder, I'm mostly looking for smuttier roleplays, so think like a 60-70 lean towards smut over plot. Last edited Sep 24, 2019
Thread: Mx Female Looking for a Cowriter for Bad Bedtime Stories via Discord (NSFW Images)

The Stables So, today I've been idly thinking about an older RP that was one of my favorites from way back. And I do mean, WAY back. My playmate was on YIM back in the day, and lost touch after they did away with the platform. But, anyway, enough of the RL background. The crux of the premise is that there's a man who owns a small farm, has a barn, and likes to collect girls. Usually, the back drop was that the farm was along side a large state or national park and hikers and other folks would wander onto the property, then detained by my character for trespassing. Of course, detainment by him would inevitably lead to the girls in question being added to his collection. The girls kept in the barn, other than a well broken pet that could stay in the house with him, visited and abused for his entertainment and pleasure. Kinks Ageplay raceplay, non-con, humiliation, abduction, abuse, BDSM, harem building, dark and gritty. As always, the entire thing is a framework only, and is completely up for discussion and alterations to suite what my RP partner enjoys. Also a reminder, I'm mostly looking for smuttier roleplays, so think like a 60-70 lean towards smut over plot. Last edited Sep 24, 2019
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Hi everyone, I just finished adding some themes and filling my thread out a little bit. Hope you enjoy it.
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Hello everyone, I'm sorry I haven't been on much or gotten back to some of those I was chatting with. Real life got a little hectic... blah. Anyway, if you're still interested I'd love to hear from you.
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Hello everyone, I made a couple of tweaks to my thread.
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I'm hoping to find a good roleplay for the weekend.
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I'm still hoping to find a long term partner.
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I wanted to wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving. Don't forget to stuff the turkey!!!
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Updated with some new ideas.
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Hello Everyone, Unfortunately I had to take an extended break. But I'm back. I'd love to discuss ideas for a roleplay if anyone is interested.
Thread: Tilted Knights (Andronic and Gunner)

Lochland watched as the boy immersed himself with his fighting fellows. How many times had he bedded this boy during their training? He sighed as he brought up a mug of ale to his face, drinking slowly, looking at the boy. Something was different about him. He seemed to have lost some weight, but his hips had filled out. He smiled to himself, lord, he could not wait to bend him over and touch that little anus. Despite all his prayers afterwards, Jacque always came back. He sat next to Jacque and smiled at him, clapping his heavy hand on 'his' shoulder.I'm sure she'll be fine...and if not, we will fight the greatest tournament in her name. Our noble host, her husband to be won't fight us on that idea I don't think. ----- Sir James read over the report for the 10th time. How long had this marriage been planned? Outside of the dowry, he had grown used to the idea of being married to Jacqueline, or Jackie as he had grown accustomed to calling her. He ran his fingers through his hair and then pinched the bridge of his nose. Currently he sat in a bath house, towel around his waist as he raised the letter again and read it. She had come half way with her brother, and...disappeared on her way back. Why hadn't there been a guard? Why hadn't he sent it? HE felt at fault as he dropped the letter, inhaling sharply his muscled chest expanded and then slowly deflated as he exhaled.....I know we barely knew each other, but we could have found love. He spoke upwards, already assuming the lady was dead as he threw off his towel and walked into the water. The water spreading around him as he entered slowly and sat down with a heaviness he hadn't felt since his mother had died. He did not know this woman, he should not feel this loss,but he did. He had met her and played with her as a child, they had jousted on those fake ponies, and they had wrestled as children...How fun it would have been to wrestle as adults, he had heard of her beauty. --- Night wore on, and Loch slowly pushed open the flap of Jacque's tent.You awake boy? She'd hear the strings of his breeks being undone slowly as he moved onto his knees behind her and grabbed herh ips.I missed you. He whispered as he leaned in and kissed her neck.
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It was rather convenient actually, folk thinking she was dead. It would make the deception even easier. Why hadn't she ever thought of that? Just staging her death. Might have been smart to leave some pigs blood and shreds of cloth at a crossroads or something. Then again...her poor parents. Thinking their daughter was dead. Jacqueline blinked and snapped out of her wanderings as Lochland clapped a hand on her shoulder. Yeah...I'm....I'm sure she is fine, she said with an awkward, forced grin. Her husband to be. Somehow she had forgotten this was James's home. So that meant he likely wouldn't be fighting in the tournament. She wondered if he would stay home or if he would join their little troop to travel to other tournies. The night wore on, Jacqueline drank little despite the jokes at her expense. Tenderfoot, lightweight. All in good fun she supposed. Not having a squire of her own she had to unpack and put up her canvas herself. A few of the men helped out, questioning the lack of squire. Jacqueline just shrugged. Too new she supposed. They recommended she pay a local commoner boy to at least do some tasks. Not a terrible idea. Despite the fact it was at least dark Jacqueline opted to keep her breeches, bindings, and shirt on. Couldn't risk anything. She had just laid down to sleep when the tent flap rustled. Her eyebrows pulled together in confusion at hearing Lochland's voice. His voice and breech laces? She pushed herself up to face Lochland but he got there first. Large hands grasped her hips. Towering form over her back, bushy beard against her neck. I missed you? She felt something prodding at her breeches. Sudden panic gripped her chest. Jacqueline dropped her head before slinging it backwards straight into his nose. At the same time she kicked back like a mule, uncaring of where her barefoot landed. Get ahold of yourself! She shouted at Lochland, making every attempt to injure and dislodge him. Get off me Lochland! What's wrong with you? Then it clicked. She wasn't Jacqueline, not to Lochland. She was Jacque. Jacque and Lochland....well that explained a lot about her brother.
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Lochland took the brunt of her kick to the stomach and gasped, falling back.F-fuck.. As she looked back at him, he sat there, his thick stubby cock out. Dark pubic hair that did not match his white beard. His eyes glassy from the pain. Her brother had taken it so many times. Lochland stared at her with bewildered eyes.Jacque, what the fuck? He slowly reached forward.I-if you wanted to play rough, you could have just told me so. He slowly reached up and grabbed her ass.You did fill out in your hips. Almost lady like. He squeezed the tush, or at least tried.I've missed you boy! Now come now, suck my cock or bend over! I'll take care of you after? he smiled. Despite the screaming, no one came to her aide, this was a common occurrence between the teacher and student. They always fought and fucked.
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Jacqueline honestly thought the kick would be enough to stop him. Clearly she was mistaken. Her mind reeled as she stared at the man, having glimpsed him rigid member. God Almighty this couldn't be happening. Lochland was not about to give up either. He thought this was just a game. Did Jacque really do this? Perhaps that explained her fervent prayers and desire to go join the church. He was running as fast and far from his sins as he could. She growled as her rear was grabbed again and such vulgarity left Lochland's mouth. Unhand me Sir, she hissed and wriggled our of his grip, scrambling to her feet. This will no longer occur, Sir, she said with snarling venom. Lace yourself up and remove yourself from my tent immediately. Do not ever deign to return with the notion I would ever... she hesitated and cringed. Her brother did those things with Lochland. ...ever do such activities with you. Now go or I shall lose my temper. With a spirited huff she turned her back so he could lace himself with some decency and leave. She imagined him a man of some honor and would do as demanded.
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Lose your temper? What a troublesome man, Lochland slowly stood up and eyed her. Seeing the boy in there, not the girl before him.you begged me to be tougher the last time. He wagged his finger before his face as he fixed his Breeks and sighed.you always find god and then later on you find me.. but this, you insult me by denying that you love me... he rolled his eyes and inhaled sharply.perhaps... Im sorry, the loss of your sister. He walked over and kissed the top of her head before walking out of her tent. The next morning the knights had their squires pack their mules, one of the older knights allowed his squire to help Jacque.how you holding up? I told lord Lochy to leave you alone this night, you were mourning your sister. Not a time for pleasure. It appeared everyone knew of her brothers sin. James inspected the fields for the tournament. The jousting, the Fighting pit. All of it, he had it prepared and state of the art. He wanted it to be fun, but no more death, he ha dalready lost his wife to be. He hoped no one would die, but alas at sports like these. How long before the first knights began to arrive?
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It was expected he might be put out. Jacqueline didn't fully grasp the nature of their relationship. At least not the depth of it. Lochland sounded angry and hurt at the refusal. She had to remain steadfast though and keep well away from the man. He was as the entirely done and she felt his bushy beard against her short, fluffy hair. His kiss was quick and gentle. Jacque loved him? She heard the tent flap flutter and she as finally alone. Strangely she felt sad for the man. He had no idea why he was so suddenly being snubbed. It made her mind reel. Her brother loved another man. Strangely it hurt to learn this. Not for the sun it was but that's Jacque had never told her. His own twin. He didn't trust her with such a secret. That hurt a little. With a huffed sigh she got back into her bedroll and curled up to sleep. It was slow and difficult to come. So much had happened already, so much new information was just learned. Close to midnight she managed some sleep but awoke with the dawning sun. Awake for morning relief and ministrations before any of the men woke. Jacqueline was dressed and ready before the men woke. A young lad, one actually close to her own age, appeared to assist. Her eyebrows raised at the boy's comments. Did everyone know? They must be a well knit group to keep such a secret. One that could possibly get them thrown in jail or possibly even killed. I am well, thank you. And thank you for giving Sir Lochland such advice. Though the man would have to learn to keep to himself from now on. Part of her felt terribly for that portion of th deception. She couldn't imagine how it might feel to suddenly have a loved one snub you the way she snubbed him. Finally they were all ready to set out. Slowly the knights began to arrive at the grounds. Jacque's armor didn't fit Jacqueline well but it was close. A little heavier than she expected but she had practiced in it a few times. Full of confidence she joined the others, the caparison on William fluttering in the breeze. With ceremony and pomp the competing knights rode by the stands. Handsome and resplendent. Jacqueline grinned and waved, chuckling quietly as women in the stands swooned. She understood why some knights strut about like puffed up peacocks. They had to stop and pay respects to the host. Some of Jacqueline's nerve slipped as she was faced with James. Thank you for hosting this event, she said in as May a voice as she could muster.
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James watched the brother of his promised. Something was off. He stared at her for a long time and then forced a smile.I mourn, but I can only imagine the storm of emotions consuming you, we were to be brothers. Alas... he stepped out onto the field over the barrier and grabbed her, pulling her into a tight embrace. We can still be good friends, bound by tragedy, but... you best win, and every victory better be in her name. He whispered into her ear.you look so much like her. He chuckled.I suppose thats how twins work. He stepped back, breaking the embrace. He wore simple black garb, mourning material, with a flaming heart emblazoned in the center, his family emblem. She will live on through us, I fear the girl liked riding horses and jousting far too much, let us... make this tournament in her honor, ride with her spirit, for I am sure that tiny woman would have bested us all. He chuckled shaking his head mournfully.
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Jacqueline stepped back in surprise as James hurdled the barrier and approached. Before she could try and slip away he was there and pulled her into an embrace. Jacqueline froze as James hugged her tightly. She, for a moment, noticed how neatly she fit in the embrace. Quickly she shook the thought from her mind and gently patted James on the back. Yes, strange how that works isn't it? Twins looking alike, she said as she stepped back from the embrace. James looked so sad. His clothing all in black. She couldn't believed how he mourned. Clearing her throat she give and nod and clapped James on the arm. Do not despair so. My...sister is strong...she is tough. Perhaps...not all is lost. It was surreal, comforting her betrothed, while pretending to be her brother, on her own possible death. Guilt gnawed at her guts. Indeed...Jacqueline could best any man here, she said with a wry smirk. Perhaps we shall speak again. For now...I have a tournament to win. Jacque should be in a state with the new of his twin but rather he would seem none worse for the wear. Strange for a sibling, a twin especially, not to mourn deeply. In fact it would seem James mourned more than the brother. Jacqueline headed back to get ready for the tournament. Her nerves on edge. Strength didn't matter, aim mattered. Center of the shield. Ascending the mounting block she got onto William and pulled on her helm. William was led to the list by the loaned squire. Shield and lance handed to her. This was it. William charged, strong and fleet of foot. The lance was heavier than expected but Jacqueline managed, even if it bounced a little. She and her opponent came together. Hers a glancing blow while his missed. Another pass, both glancing blows. On the third pass she landed a hit. No one was unseated but she won her first tilt. The second tilt went by fast. Too fast. The pair collided but Jacqueline was already tired from the first tilt. She was charging down the list, heart hammering, sweat dripping down her back. The next thing she knew she was waking up in the dirt. Ah...shit.... everything hurt, the world spun. It had been a beautiful fall, very dramatic.
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James felt a stirring towards the boy. It was an odd thing. He licked his lips as he moved back to the stands. Watching with great interest. The first tilt had been exquisite. He had done so well. In honor of his sister he thought. The boy was a little wide hipped, and soft around the belly. He sighed, his sister would probably have been a better opponent for these men truly he thought as he watched and watched. And then, it was not what one would call an upset, they hadn't expected the boy to even win his first tilt such a tiny man, but he was the fan favorite, or the pitied at least. When she woke, Lochland was over her, moving his fingers back and forth over 'his' face.You take a graceful fall don't ye? He chuckled.Good thing your ass so big, it took most of th efall long before your head touched the dirt. He slapped her cheek.You ain't m'lad...You're the sister...The ride was off. He whispered as he helped her up, seeing the sponsoring Lord approaching to check on the girl.He's fine, just needs a bit o' rest. He admitted pulling her away before he could inspect her further. I'm sorry I didn't recognize it. The man spoke when they were away from the group.Your brother has told me of your....penchant for bad behavior. You realize you could be killed for this...right? He hissed.Also...I'm sorry he never told you, he wanted to, I made him swear on love of me and god..to not...He trusted you with everything, he just...didn't want to hurt me. he sighed.I got a family.... That boy...he ran away...to the church?
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Waving fingers, bushy beard. Lochland's growling voice swam into her head. Something about graceful ass. What a rude man. Then a sudden sting to her cheek. The murky water cleared and Jacqueline was brought back fully as Lochland spoke. Her blue eyes went wide in shock. Somewhat. If her brother was Lochland's lover she was honestly amazed it took this long. Especially given the night before. She appreciated the assistance to her feet, groaning as he body screamed in protest. Everything hurt. She saw James coming to check on things but was waved off by Lochland as he helped her away. Jacqueline grinned sheepishly as he spoke. Yes I know... she whispered back. Once fully alone Jacqueline listened as Lochland spoke, asking where her brother had gone. Despite the previous night she still felt sad for the man. Sad for her brother. Yes...he left to become a monk. Lochland, she said as she gently took his back hand into both of hers. I would never speak of your...relations with my brother. I understand...why he didn't tell me even if it hurts just a little. I would hope...for the love you bear him you won't speak of what you know of me. I don't expect that, if I am discovered, you would do anything to help. Just keep this to yourself. All the while she spoke she did what she could to loosen and remove the armor. I might need some additional training too...by the Almighty it smarts everywhere, she said with a small laugh. But for now a quick wash and change...if you could have that squire death William for me I would appreciate it. Jacqueline didn't return to the grounds. She hoped Lochland would do well but she desperately needed a quick wash and a change. It was the perfect opportunity since everyone else was at the joust. She hoped to feel a bit better to compete for archery at least. She put a pin in the tent flap, hoping and expecting that might keep it closed. Her breeches were on and she was reapplying her bonding to keep her breasts as pressed against her chest as possible.