Ever seen Dexter? He has urges and only uses them ethically to better his environment. So do I. But my urges are different. Expert. Professional. Experienced Kinkster. Ethical. First we negotiate boundaries, then I use you as I see fit within those boundaries. I can only enjoy force breeding someone if they want it. If you only feel comfortable wearing a condom, I can't enjoy using you unless I wear a condom. Consent play is only as hot as the consent extends, but God does it make me hard hearing you say stop or fight back knowing deep down you actually like it, you slut. The naughty is the most hotty. Roleplaying scenarios that shouldn't be are my favorite, but open to any scenario that involves consent play as long as boundaries are negotiated and sobriety is maintained. Somnophilia, kidnapping, home invasion, hotel takeover, date rape, fake taxi, hiking mishap, etc.

Here's an example that I recently negotiated:

You're in salt lake on business. You flew here for a conference for work and they put you up at the Staybridge Suites in Midvale. You hear from locals that right next to your hotel is a place the offers the best wings in town - Trolley Wing Co. You're by yourself, so you sit at the bar. While there, a man comes in and sits two chairs away from you. He's alone, you think he's cute, so you wave at him (If he's not your type, after a minute or two, he'll get the idea, finish his drink, and leave). He starts up a conversation and you talk about your trip and being in town for business. You talk a little. He moves a seat closer and you carry on well. Ultimately, it's not really your thing to hook up with someone on business, since you're married. You're not opposed to it, because you're not getting what you want at home, but you're not that kind of woman. So, after some chatting, maybe even flirting, you pay your tab and leave. Once back at the hotel, you go to swipe your key, but realize you only have the backup key, not the original. You must've dropped it on the seat when you pulled out your wallet at the bar. Oh well. No big deal. You have a backup. You daydream that the man from the bar picked it up and just happens to know which room you're in (at this point you text which room you're in and how long you need to prepare). So you lay down thinking about how hot it would be if he were to just walk in. After a few moments fantasizing about this, he does just that. To your surprise the door opens and it's the man from the bar. You don't really know what to do, so you just pretend to be asleep. He takes his clothes off and lays down next to you trying to be as quiet as possible so as not to wake you. A moment or two passes. out of nowhere you feel his hand on your shoulder. He's checking to see if you're awake. You still play asleep. So after another moment he gets braver and slides his naked body up against yours. He's hard! You immediately understand where this is going, but don't yet know how to stop it, so you still play asleep. Getting braver still, he fondles your breasts. Then slides his hands down to your pussy. You let out a slight moan giving away that you're awake. He stops, frozen. You take the opportunity to 'wake' and ask him "who are you? Why are you in my room?" A tense moment pases in silence. He says nothing. "Get out of my bed, you're not supposed to be here." Another moment passes. Just as you're about to say something else he moves. He pushes your hips down pinning you to the bed on your back. He's strong. Using his legs he spreads yours apart and holds you there. "No, stop, please don't" you whisper l. You tell him no, but secretly, this is exactly what you fantasized about. You just don't want to be thought of as a cheater, so you keep telling him to stop, even if it's without any heart. Without too much of a fight, he holds your hands own and pushes inside your hot, wet, horny pussy. Slow at first. You continue to ask him to stop, pleading that he doesn't. You realize you'll have to tell your husband about this, even if it's rape. So you fight back. You try to bite his hands so he holds your face down in retaliation. He bites your shoulder! He's like an animal. Even growling a little. It doesn't puncture the skin, but it hurts a little! He does it again to your neck, and breast, hip, and leg. You can't tell if you're turned on or scared, but you tell him you have a husband and can't. He finally speaks. "I can tell you like this, you're just secretly a slut, and I love sluts like you." From there there's some more back and forth about you secretly liking being raped, deserving this for leaving your key, and actually wanting this to happen. Eventually you give in, he ravishes you till you cum. He fuckes you until you're a heaving mess. You lay down together and talk about the experience. After your emotions are regulated, he gets up, puts on his clothes and leaves. You smile, knowing you get exactly what you want and you didn't have to cheat.