Hi, thank you for clicking on my prompt. Personally, I’m on the "rougher, darker" side of kinks and roleplays. I'm a huge sucker for non-con, abuse humiliation, etc. even though I don’t mind going for a more consensual play, I’m not particularly a fan of Vanilla. With that information on the table I’d like to propose a plot, which is open for some tweaking of course. Or, if you have any other plot you’re dying to play out, please don’t hesitate to contact me. I’m happy to think along!

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I still remember very clearly how I anxiously observed the mailbox on a daily basis, waiting for that one letter I had been working my entire life towards. So when I finally noticed the mailman pull up, my heart pounded in my chest. Mom was already recording and dad went to bring out the cake, which was either going to be for a celebration or to console.

With shivering hands I worked the letter opener through the sturdy paper, before fishing out the documents. Skipping the formalities I focused on what mattered the most: "Congratulations, your Uniform Bar Examination (UBE) score meets the requirement for administration." Needless to say, we ate the cake in celebration.

My career as a defense lawyer skyrocketed, being hired by praised firms across the state. A young, powerful and independent woman, breaking gender-roles. Unfortunately, it only took one bad apple to throw me down a vicious spiral, destroying everything I've worked towards in a matter of months.

How could've I known that my representative was part of the cartel, it wasn't my fault. If I did I would've never agreed to being his attorney. All I did was help him get his sentence lowered, I never agreed to being the cartels legal advisor. So when I kindly tried to explain my resignation, I was hoping on a mutual understanding.

Little did I know that once you're a part of the cartel, you can never escape. I often wish I'd never received that letter, that I'd given up on my dream. Instead here I am, chained to some truckstop toilet in the middle of nowhere, cartel territory. Forced to clean sweaty, musty balls with my mouth. Slobbering all over those sacks, using my tongue to cover them in a thick layer of drool, before working on the rest of the body. After a thorough cleanup, I was forced to give legal council, continuing my job as the cartel's lawyer. However, this time each session ended with a beating and a hard fuck. Making sure I'd never forget my place as a ball-cleaner, property of the cartel.

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Alright, that’s about it. I’m happy to change aspects or even create other plots. Point is, I’m open for a lot of kinks. in my opinion this plot can get as extreme and dark as possible, within the guidelines of course, yet I have to find the right partner. Also, a little about myself to wrap this entire thing up. I’m a detailed writer, writing around 2-3 paragraphs. I have many kinks and I'm happy to explore more. Hope to see you soon. Kisses~

I am 18 and all participants and characters must be 18