27 [F4M] NC ♡ Brat seeking Daddy for roleplay! ♡

Hi there! I’m a 27/F/Brat looking for a Daddy to roleplay with! I write in first person, using quotation marks for dialogue, keeping my responses to a few sentences max to allow for quicker replies and for us to be able to react to each action. And, perhaps the biggest potential deal-breaker, is that I only write self-inserts, slice of life, realistic, whatever you want to call it. I can’t personally get into a roleplay with a made up backstory, fake relationship, or characters. I just want to be myself, doing what I’d really do with someone else doing the same. P.S. I’m in EST- mostly available after 6pm.

As far as likes go- I’m a brat, so naturally I prefer that my partner be dominant, someone capable of turning me from mouthy to moaning. I like sitting on someone’s lap, feigning innocence, calling them “Daddy” (bonus points if there’s an age gap), being grabbed/picked up/maneuvered, spanking, orgasm control (teasing/edging/denial/forced orgasms) and possessiveness. I also have a tickling kink, so it’d be great to find someone else who does as well. My absolute favorite, though, is clit tickling (paintbrushes, feathers, vibes, etc), which can be incorporated with orgasm denial for a punishment. I am admittedly quite the princess and love to be touched constantly so a pleasure/soft dom is definitely the type of person I could use in my life.

Waiting for Ms. Santa (poem)

Here’s a little something I wrote for my wife a couple of days ago. Christmas is behind us, but hope it can still be fun to read.
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Dear Ms Santa,

One year has now passed, since last I have seen you; 
I’ve missed you, oh so much, can’t wait to be with you.
I have not been so good – quite naughty, I’m afraid,
Let me just tell you now some of the thoughts I’ve had. 

I rip your clothes off you, your body’s of a goddess,
You push me on the bed, your eyes glowing with promise
Your ass sits on my face, I feel I’m now in heaven,
I feast with lusty passion, sweet, sweet honeydew melon.

With massage oil I cover, your ass and pussy well
It smells of roses now, I feel under some spell.
It’s in your ass I want, my cock twitches with fervor, 
But your wicked smile says: “Some other day – if ever”.

I pick you up with ease, hands firmly on your ass. 
Your back against the wall, I push, you moan “oh, yes” 
I’m all the way in, deep, I now start to breathe fast
And fuck you hard, all sixty seconds that would last. 

Nesserah – Part 5, The Contract (2/2). [Futa] [Orc] [Demon] [Orgy] [Bondage] [Non-Con] [Rape] [Rough] [Dark] [Anal] [Throat Fucking]

Sienna was almost instantly over come with lust, the need to devote herself. To show how much she wanted this. She fell off of the chair onto her hands and knees beside Daithine. She instinctively began to crawl up to to the demoness. Daithine followed right behind. Once there the two of them sat cross eyed below the giant black cock that loomed over them. Slowly Sienna went in to kiss the large cock’s flat tip. Her lips connected with the tip and Atrix’s face went into a full demonic grin. Daithine edged Sienna on, running her hands up and down Sienna’s body. The thing was massive but that did not put Sienna off. She parted her lips and slowly took the head into her mouth.

Atrix gently placed her hand on Sienna’s head “Good girl, take your time. All you have to do is make it here.” the demon cooed as she pointed at the preputial ring in the middle of her horse-like cock.

Nesserah – Part 5, The Contract (1/2). [Futa] [Orc] [Demon] [Orgy] [Bondage] [Non-Con] [Rape] [Rough] [Dark] [Anal] [Throat Fucking]

Sienna was suspended a few feet off the ground, chest facing upward. She hung from chains connected to her golden wrist cuffs and large leather bands secured tightly around her thighs right above the knee. The chains were connected to stone pillars on either side of her that splayed her arms and legs apart from her body, giving anyone easy access to her fit pale body. It was difficult to hold her head up as she was getting fucked.

A mixture of spit and pre dripped down her chin, it and her brunette pony tail swung back and fourth as she was being pounded. Her face was a mixture of pain and pleasure as she looked into the eyes of her abuser. A seven foot tall male Orc was in the process of fucking Sienna’s suspended body. He had a tightly muscled dark green body that was still splattered with blood from the raid against the Elves. He was bald except for a short neatly kept top knot that ran down the backside of his head. He also had a fine pointed black beard. His hands were cupped right under Sienna’s thighs, holding them in place as he fucked her ass. Sienna was in fact suspended so her ass was at perfect height to get penetrated. Her perfect D cup breasts bounced up and down as the Orc thrust into her. Her cock was still cruelly locked by the small cage Chief Dorakov had locked around her.

Nesserah – Part 5, The Contract (2/2). [Futa] [Orc] [Demon] [Orgy] [Bondage] [Non-Con] [Rape] [Rough] [Dark] [Anal] [Throat Fucking]

Sienna was almost instantly over come with lust, the need to devote herself. To show how much she wanted this. She fell off of the chair onto her hands and knees beside Daithine. She instinctively began to crawl up to to the demoness. Daithine followed right behind. Once there the two of them sat cross eyed below the giant black cock that loomed over them. Slowly Sienna went in to kiss the large cock’s flat tip. Her lips connected with the tip and Atrix’s face went into a full demonic grin. Daithine edged Sienna on, running her hands up and down Sienna’s body. The thing was massive but that did not put Sienna off. She parted her lips and slowly took the head into her mouth.

Atrix gently placed her hand on Sienna’s head “Good girl, take your time. All you have to do is make it here.” the demon cooed as she pointed at the preputial ring in the middle of her horse-like cock.

Nesserah – Part 5, The Contract (1/2). [Futa] [Orc] [Demon] [Orgy] [Bondage] [Non-Con] [Rape] [Rough] [Dark] [Anal] [Throat Fucking]

Sienna was suspended a few feet off the ground, chest facing upward. She hung from chains connected to her golden wrist cuffs and large leather bands secured tightly around her thighs right above the knee. The chains were connected to stone pillars on either side of her that splayed her arms and legs apart from her body, giving anyone easy access to her fit pale body. It was difficult to hold her head up as she was getting fucked.

A mixture of spit and pre dripped down her chin, it and her brunette pony tail swung back and fourth as she was being pounded. Her face was a mixture of pain and pleasure as she looked into the eyes of her abuser. A seven foot tall male Orc was in the process of fucking Sienna’s suspended body. He had a tightly muscled dark green body that was still splattered with blood from the raid against the Elves. He was bald except for a short neatly kept top knot that ran down the backside of his head. He also had a fine pointed black beard. His hands were cupped right under Sienna’s thighs, holding them in place as he fucked her ass. Sienna was in fact suspended so her ass was at perfect height to get penetrated. Her perfect D cup breasts bounced up and down as the Orc thrust into her. Her cock was still cruelly locked by the small cage Chief Dorakov had locked around her.

My Wife’s Kinky Birthday Threesome – Part 1 [MFM]

It’s been a while since I’ve had the opportunity to write up one of my experiences, and the events of this past weekend were absolutely phenomenal and it would be a travesty to not share the detailed account of it all. My wife Amelia and I are in an ethically non-monogamous open marriage, and she has been seeing her secondary partner Frankie for about 7 months, and told us individually that for her birthday this year she really wanted a threesome. I had met Frankie a few times up to this point and we had gotten along well, both of us being pretty nerdy/geeky and full of corny jokes. I warmed up to the idea and the two of us discreetly started planning over text.

## Our character sheets:

* Amelia just turned 38, is just about 5’1″, Asian, medium-length highlighted black hair, curvy, glasses, 36G breasts; identifies as a babygirl and a sub.
* I’m 6’2″, 37, 235 with a broad build, white/Italian descent, trimmed beard, dark blonde hair, slate blue eyes, and I happen to be fully blind; I identify as a service top sub, pleasure giver, and kinkstigator.
* Frankie is also around 6’2″, 48, Puerto Rican descent, brown hair, glasses, bearded, and a little heavier set; he is my wife’s Daddy Dom.

[MF] The best gift I ever gave and received was horrifying, made me feel dumb, and was chosen for me.

I, Mark(M) am married to a life long friend, friends with benefits, girl friend, fiancé, and confidant named Sarah(F). This story is based on fact and I have tried to keep it as close to exactly what happened as possible.

Our relationship has been complex at times. Friends in high school, to friends with benefits, and then to marriage. But one thing that convinced us we were destined to be together is that regardless of our lives path apart, we alway found our way back to each other again.

One night months before we married, we were 2 bottles of wine into an evening when the topic of our sexual escapades came up. Sarah and I both had plenty of partners over the years. We had been on and off over 20 years and we had told each other some things but we had kept it as vague and bland as possible.

The stories shared that night were detailed and descriptive; that’s what two bottles of wine can do. What came out that night surprised both of us. The stories were hot, kinky, and made these discussions something we did more often. Discussing our past sexual adventures is a sure way to make an average night at home turn into a night of hot sex.

Kidnapped by my friends ex (MMF, brother/ex/sister, incest, rape, kidnapping, coercion, knife, blackmail, video, oral, anal, double penetration)

“You sure you’ll be okay Sky?”

“I’ll be fine. See ya tomorrow Issy.”

“Sure? There’s noone else here.”

“Sure. Besides you can’t stay. Remember your date?”

“Oh shit! I almost forgot! See ya Sky!”

I wave her bye as I gather my things, chuckling to myself. No wonder she lost her angel of an ex. He used to accept when she stayed out late or even missed date nights. He would send her flowers when she missed stuff. Once, they’d planned a whole weekend together and she forgot, leaving him stranded when she didn’t turn up at the meet up spot on the cruise. That was when he ended it. Now it’s just tinder hookups and month long relationships for her. She still drunk cals him though. He doesn’t care.

I wince as I lift my bag. It’s heavy and my shoulders are killing. Tennis will do that to you. Especially three days in a row. I drop my bag and roll my shoulders, glancing at the showers. *Nah, I’ll shower at home. It’s safer.* With a deep breath, I lift my bag on to my shoulder and walk out, down the empty hallway. I wave at the receptionist working late and smile at her, handing her my card.

Rape Therapy Part III [M/F][anal][non-con/dub-con][BDSM][humiliation]

Merry Christmas!!

**Description:** Dean doesn’t want a therapist anymore. He wants a pet.

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**Rape Therapy Part III**

To Kate’s dismay, Dean attended every session of his court-mandated counselling. Each session was the same. She would try to keep it professional, despite knowing it would end up being anything but professional. They would discuss his anger, his masked emotions, his life; he would humour her for the first ten minutes or so, but like clockwork, every time he eventually stripped her down and used her body as he pleased.

His last session was two months ago. She was convinced that something would happen. Stalking, or late-night visits, but…it’d been two months of peace and quiet. No stalking, no assault, no ached muscles or sore body, no overwhelming adrenaline rushes. It was really over.

Well, she was wrong again.

***Now***

Kate let out a startled cry when she opened the door and found Dean looming over her at the doorstep. Surprise crossed Dean’s face too. He was not expecting her to open the door just as he was about to break and enter.

“Dean? What are you doing here?”