“Good morning, Mrs.,” – “It’s Ms. St. Cloud,” Silvia St. Cloud immediately cuts off the person talking to her. “Excuse me, Ms. St. Cloud,” the person says in response. “Please, have a seat,” Silvia tells the person, a client. “Thank you,” her client sits down in front of her dark brown oak desk. Silvia walks around it and sits down as well. Her blonde hair is bound into a high ponytail which reaches the middle of her back. Through her thick black glasses, she’s looking at her client.

“Does she,” her client looks at Silvia’s assistant who’s sitting at a desk with a laptop in a corner of the room, “have to be here for this?” – “Yes, she does,” Silvia’s answer is short and to the point. It doesn’t leave any room for discussion. She places her freshly manicured fingers on the table before her. The dark red of her nails is the same that she has on her toes. Her attire is strictly business. Black heels. Black pantyhose. Black pencil skirt. A white blouse. Finished by a black blazer that matches the fabric and design of the skirt.

She takes her fountain pen and produces a few lines of black ink on a crisp white piece of paper. The leather pad underneath making it easy to write on it. “Now, Mr. Corleone, why don’t you start by telling me why you’re here and what I can do for you? I will warn you at the beginning: if you think it is wise to lie to me or leave out any detail,” she pauses for a second, “I’ll immediately end this meeting and there won’t be a do-over. Are we clear?” Her client looked at her with his brown eyes as if she has said something to offend him. Her emerald green eyes looked back at him. Her gaze cold and hard. She didn’t blink or look away until he simply nodded. “I need verbal confirmation, Mr. Corleone,” she said. “Yes, I understand,” he answered.

In the corner her assistant started to type up every word of the meeting while Silvia made a few bullet points for herself. After forty-five minutes the meeting was over, and Mr. Corleone left her office. Neatly, she took out a binder from her desk and put the paper inside of it. “That was an embarrassing display!” Her assistant stood up from the desk giving her own opinion on the matter. “What do you know about embarrassing displays? Just because you’re sitting in that chair and making notes doesn’t make you a better person,” Silvia countered sharply. Her assistant froze hearing Silvia’s words but then continued to talk. “I just thought,” – “Don’t think!” Silvia cut her off before she could even begin a proper sentence. “Either you know, or you don’t. If you don’t know you need to find more information until you know. Don’t just think something. Always back it up with some sort of evidence. Thinking is what you do inside of your head. You don’t confront people with thoughts. You confront them with the result of your thoughts.” – “Yes, Ms. St. Cloud” her assistant answered.

Silvia looked at the old-timely clock next to the entrance door to her office. It was positioned there so she could always have an eye on the time when meeting with clients. Time is money and she demanded a lot of money to accomplish the most in the shortest amount of time possible. It’s 9:58. 62 minutes until her next client would arrive. “I need to get us breakfast,” Silvia says into the room, “you know what I want and how I want it, right? Coffee,”- “Black,” – “Correct. Sandwich?” – “High in protein, fiber. Medium carbs and fat. Low sodium and sugar,” – “Correct. And… as always:” – “Pay with the company credit card and don’t forget the receipt!” – “Correct! You may go now.” Her assistant left the room and Silvia took the time to walk into her private bathroom that is behind a dark brown door on the left side of her office. Sometimes it happens that her work requires her to stay and work through the night. It’s always refreshing to hop into the shower and throw on some new clothes on those occasions.

She inspected her body in the full-sized mirror. Everything is still on point as it should. She ran her hand over the back of her skirt to feel up her butt. She slid the skirt up and revealed to herself what her client couldn’t see. The pantyhose was everything under her skirt, except for the buttplug that shone through it. With her middle finger she probed to round end of it and wiggled it around a little. A few deep breaths in and out before the skirt went back into it’s original position. She wanted to surprise her girlfriend with it or rather her girlfriend suggested she should wear it to work sometime and tell her how it feels. Silvia smiled at herself and walked over to her desk to get out an old Nokia that has only one number programmed in.

“I followed your advice. It feels amazing sitting there with a client who has no clue that there is a buttplug inside of my ass. I’m glad you suggested it!” She simply wrote. She then went back to inspect herself once more in the mirror. Seeing herself in it made her realize how much she and her girlfriend have influenced each other over the past year. Regular appointments for laser hair removal, manicure and pedicure, massages, regular workouts and so much more, made Silvia feel younger than she was. Silvia was almost 50. 48 to be exact. However, she now felt more alive than ever. She never did expect that her girlfriend who’s not even half her age, could turn her life upside down in a matter of months.

Her hands found their way to the old Nokia again.

“I love you!”

The rest of the day went by fast. Her assistant left one hour before her. As always, she thanked Silvia for the day and what she had learned. “You’re welcome!” Silvia said before her office door closed again. When it was time for Silvia to leave as well, she couldn’t help herself but grab her Nokia again.

“I hope you’re prepared for this evening! I can’t wait!” She wrote.

When she arrived at home she stood in the entrance hall of her house. Neatly, she began to undress and put everything in a box next to the stairs that lead to her bedroom. She detested clutter and so she began with her high heels and placed everything else on top of them. Next to the box was a paddle which she took into her hand before she made her way upstairs. An unspoken rule inside of her house: almost no clothes upstairs.

When she reached the top of the stairs she looked left and right for her girlfriend who then made an appearance in the door frame of the bedroom. Immediately, Silvia dropped to her knees. She placed the paddle in front of her before her hands reached the soft carpet floor as well. On all fours she now waited for her girlfriend to walk over to her.

Dark red pedicured toes came into view with black high heels wrapping around her feet. The younger woman squatted down to reach for the paddle which she promptly tested on her own hand. This was the sign for Silvia to crawl a few meters forward so that her butt was in front of her girlfriend. She wiggled it, leaned her upper body as far down as she could so her put butt stuck out into the air.

“What an amazing sight, indeed. I was very pleased with your messages today!” Silvia smiled looking at the floor. “But you know what I don’t like?” Silvia shuck her head as she didn’t have permission to speak. Her girlfriend squatted down again and reached for Silvia’s high ponytail before pulling on it hard. “The fact that your ass isn’t covered in red streaks from the paddle!” The ponytail was released, and the paddle was brought into play.

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“That’s a beginning. Now I need you to thank me before I can continue. I need you to appreciate me!” Her girlfriend demanded.

“Thank you, mis-” this time Silvia was cut off – “I’m not your mistress! Who am I?”

“My girlfriend!” Silvia answered with a smile, but it wasn’t what her girlfriend wanted to hear.

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Another hard pull on the ponytail ensued when her girlfriend squatted down and asked again, louder this time. “Who am I?” “You’re my assistant! Thank you, assistant!” “You’re goddamn right!” Her girlfriend - her assistant - said.

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Hello potential penpals,

first of all: thank you for reading this far! Hopefully, the twist in the end was actually as twist and you didn’t see it coming right away! I believe a few facts of this prompt are open to interpretation and that’s what I wanted. I didn’t want to put neither Silvia nor her girlfriend/assistant (whose name you should choose) into a specific corner. Silvia could be a lawyer, a private eye, a “fixer of things” or something else.

I’m looking for someone to play Silvia’s girlfriend while I play Silvia herself.

In the prompt I showcased the three forms of communication between Silvia and her girlfriend/assistant. First, how they work together. In their workplace nobody knows that they’re a couple. To any outsider it’s a typical relationship between a boss and her assistant. The assistant is there to learn and assist while the boss can sometimes be bitchy. Second, the phone. While texting the two are a typical loving couple. Nicknames, cute messages, etc. Third, Silvia’s house. The second floor is where it becomes interesting as this is where Silvia gives up any control of her life. It’s where she’d made to lick feet and high heels or get’s handcuffed to a bed, blindfolded and left alone for a few hours before her girlfriend comes back.

I’d love it if we can incorporate these ways of communication into the roleplay, i.e. there is no clear dom/sub relationship throughout the entire roleplay but it’s more of a switch between a lovely relationship, a working relationship, and a dom/dub relationship. Furthermore, I’d like to emphasize the different ways that Silvia has changed since her girlfriend came into her life. Silvia has always been a workaholic but a very successful one, which is the initial reason that her then assistant and now girlfriend came into her life. The different ways she improved Silvia’s life are outlined in the prompt but feel free to talk about those with me.

In my past roleplays it has become a common theme for me to use Instagram models, celebs, pornstars, etc. for my characters. From time to time I will use those to make it a bit easier for myself to describe characters - as well as give you something beautiful to look at!

Here are the links for my DPP profile and my Kinklist.

I’m looking for a long-term roleplay and I’m in the CET time zone (Central European Time). I won't be able to respond that often or in rapid succession, at least not regularly. I try to manage a message per day but sometimes work gets in the way of that. I prefer longer messages with up to 2 to 5 paragraphs, depending on where we are in a scene. As far as roleplaying platforms go we can use Reddit messages or Discord. Recently, I found that Discord is a superior platform and if you're up for it I'm happy to use it.

If you see another prompt on my profile which appeals to you, don't be shy to ask about it!

I’m looking forward to hearing from you!

Disclaimers:

• I am an adult looking for another adult to play out a role play
• All of the characters mentioned will be 18 when we play out the role play