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{F4M} What comes to mind when you see me?

Um. Sup. I’m [Violet](https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/279591090334597120/689675766509600789/image0.png), I wanna RP. Dope, right? I feel like I’m writing an ad for an old couch on Craigslist. This is weird. Anyway!

So, I only roleplay in the third person. I write as much as I feel like, which can range from one paragraph to like… five. I tend to match my partner, but like, never less than a paragraph. I need something to go on.

Now, for plot.. I want some Modernesque, slice-of-life, not too vanilla, type of scenarios.

Now for the sexy times. Gotta have some bangin’ right? I kinda want some mush romantic shit in the middle, but I don’t wanna play against a sub character. Switches are fine. We can discuss kinks and blacklists in DMs.

In conclusion, buy my couch.

The Slutty School Principal: Janine fucks her cheerleader daughter [Ff, incest, blowjob, anal, masturbation, dirty talk, voyeur, lots and lots of hot little schoolgirls]

the second hardest part of being principal of the most elite and prestigious girls-only prep school in the country was watching all of those hot, tight little teenagers of all colors, shapes, and sizes. every day they strolled down the hallways in their black pleated skirts, flashing glimpses of flesh between their hems and their regulation thigh-high socks – or the backless swimsuits the swim team wore as they practiced, powerful shoulder and back muscles glistening in the pool water…

and in today’s case, watching the cheerleaders cheer on the basketball team, the aching dichotomy between the hard, athletic bodies of the girls bouncing and running on the court vs the lithe, slender cheerleaders with their tiny tiny skirts and their toned, firm asses and their pert teenaged breasts aching to be let out of their gold-and-black crop tops. acres of luscious abs, creamy thighs, and the occasional peek of taut ass cheeks as the girls went through their routine. Read more »

The Lion Tamer and The Lawyer

*”Ouch!”, She gasped, in both agony and pleasure, as He bit her small toe. He looked up, desire, satisfaction and sadistic longing mixing colloidally across His features.*

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***Him***

**Crack!** The whip snapped a few inches from the lions face as He danced around it. The lion was used to this routine and knew it was expected to look fierce and pretend to be the predator it used to be. So it growled and roared before taking its leap through a hula hoop set on fire.

He was satisfied, he knew The lion must be tired of this routine but this was His (and the lion’s) day job and he’d always been far ahead of the regulations on animal welfare that had slowly been shutting other circuses down. So He also knew The lion wasn’t unhappy. If He found a better job though He knew he would move on peacefully (taking the lion into retirement with Him). Read more »

[F] Christmas Eve ( a foot fetish, humiliation, masturbation story)

Christmas Eve

My Goddess had invited me to spend ‘Christmas Eve and Christmas Morning’ with her in her flat. Not the actual Christmas Eve and following morning… we both had family commitments at that time… but a night over Christmas when we were both free to be together. I arrived at her place, and was delighted to find her Christmas tree lit up with white lights and looking so seasonal, and… her cousin Evelyn was there when I arrived.

‘Wanker, this is Evelyn, my cousin. Evelyn… wanker…’

We said Hello to each other. Evelyn was darker than Violet, shorter hair and very pretty. I couldn’t resist… her shoes; black leather flats, looking quite old and well worn. I liked her shoes.

A little later, after tea, I sat on the floor with my back to Violet’s chair, my shoulder resting against her leg. She had set up my favourite Christmas film to watch, “It’s a Wonderful Life”. Evelyn was on the sofa to the right, her leather shoes discarded by her side on the floor, and her feet on the sofa at the far end. She had beautiful feet, her nails painted a holly berry red, except for the second toe on each foot, which was a Christmassy green. Her toes looked gorgeous, and I studied both hers and Violet’s toes to see if there were any family resemblance, being cousins. They were a little different, Eve’s second toe being longer than her big toe, whilst Violet’s is just slightly shorter. But both pairs of feet were so gorgeous… exciting… beguiling…. Read more »

[MF][BDSM]More Than Friends Night One

[Chapter List](http://asraidevin.com/more-than-friends-chapter-list/)

I became a cam girl a few months ago when I was low on funds. My rent was increased, my job cut my overtime, and I didn’t know of any quick options other than begging my friends for money. I couldn’t take the embarrassment, so I turned on my webcam, found a website that paid well, and made it work.

I’m looking at my options. A better paying job, cheaper place, stripping for strangers on the internet as my full-time job. Cam work pays well enough, plus the orgasms. I fear what I would tell my family and friends.

Tonight a regular has requested a private show. His username is CallMeSir, but the first private show we did he told me to call him “TJ.” I don’t know TJ outside this realm. He doesn’t use voice, like other regulars. He types what he wants from me. It makes it more difficult to follow orders because I have to be close to the screen to read his words. But we make it work.

I have my hair done in waves. TJ complimented on my hair a few times. In the mirror, I put on my brightest red lipstick, my red push up bra, and lacy red panties. He likes lace. Read more »

[28F] [mf] What I Really Mean by Rough.

I stand pressed against the table, hands on the cool countertop, as you trace a fingertip down my spine. I feel the goosebumps tickle my back as you bend close to my ear.

“Were you a good girl today?” you ask, the warmth of your breath against my neck.

“Yes” I answer quickly, too quickly.
You’re silent as your fingers move back up my spine and down my shoulders, brushing the thin straps of my dress down onto my arms. My mind races as your silence lingers a few more seconds.

“I don’t believe you.”

I consider protesting but your hand has already softly snaked around my throat, gently pushing the sides of my neck, and I think better of it as you tip my head back against your chest. Your other arm wraps around my waist, scrunching the fabric of my dress against my stomach as you press my back into your body. As you pull closer, kissing the slope of my neck and shoulder, my dress is pulled higher, pulling me onto my tippy toes and exposing the lace of my panties.
I suck in breath, at the mercy of whatever your mouth and hands want to take from me. I feel you slowly harden against my ass and the adrenaline and excitement makes me dizzy.
I whimper once, faintly, as one warm, rough hand slides down between my legs and squeezes my thigh as your other hand tightens across my throat. Read more »

A Fun Physical Therapy Session (For Women)

You walk into the facility to receive your physical therapy. Given your recent back problems, you are absolutely thrilled to be going in for your last appointment. The woman working at the front desk smiles like always, asking if you’d like the usual. You nod, playfully saying you can go for a double session today. She looks down for a moment, smirking. “Well we do have the male masseuse in today. Normally we would put it on your bill but he is about to end his services. I’ll check to see if he can take care of you, on the house!” she playfully smiles and you think that this is going to be a really relaxing session. The woman eventually tells you to go into room 5. You look a bit confused, as there were only 4 rooms that you knew about. “Oh no, the 5th room is around the corner. It has a bigger bed for patients to lay on, that’s where the masseuse normally provides massages. Its better, away from all the chaos in the office.” She giggles. You shrug and go into the room. Another staff member follows you. “Please make sure to take off everything but your underwear and lay on the table.” You do so and, after laying face down on the table, she covers your body in a warm towel. Read more »

A Lesson to be Learned [MF] [BDSM] [Discipline] [Spanking] [Choking]

I’m rearranging and checking the tools on the bed for the 13th time when I hear a knock on the hotel room door. It’s not that I’m nervous. I want everything to go perfectly this afternoon. I’ve got such plans for you, and to be frank you’ve earned all of this. The pleasure and the pain. I finish fiddling with the toys and check myself in the mirror, smoothing down my tie, making sure my shirt is tucked in and my hair is under control. I open the door to see you standing there looking nervous but gorgeous in your black dress with the flower prints. Around your neck is a delicate red ribbon with a small ruby heart pendant on it. To most who see it it’s a sweet piece of jewellery. To us it’s a symbol of our relationship. You are my submissive who wears the badge of ownership of her Dom openly for all to see. Read more »

Milk Maid

Cynthia laid on her bed and patiently waited. The blind fold covering her eyes was starting itch, especially around the top of her noise, but she new better than to give into the urge to itch it. Her breeder would be arriving any minute, and the blind fold was his request. To remove it and then to have him walk in would be disrespectful of his wishes. He must be a politician, Cynthia thought, they were the only ones that ever asked for blind folds. Sometimes they would wear masks, but if she wanted to, she could find out who they were. She had once been bread by the Prime Minister of New Houston, a planet as far from here as one could get in the explored universe. That was when she was just a young heifer, not even a first-calf heifer. His seed never took, but it wasn’t long before another breeders did, and she moved up in the whore food chain from heifer to milk maid first-calf heifer. Now she was a full fledged cow, even though it had been well over a year since she had been successfully bread. Maybe if she played her cards right, today’s breeders seed would take and he might even take her as a concubine on…on…where was she again? Oh, that’s right, Relgavix. Read more »