Please read before responding:  Hello! I am looking for a potential partner for a few darker toned RPs. If you are interested, please message back with which scenario or scenarios you like and why, as well as any potential problems or changes you'd like to make. Please also message your kinks and limits so we can change the stories accordingly to your liking, it is a collaborative effort after all! Reference pictures can be provided or you can play whomever you'd like.       

     I have more likes than dislikes, and even if you like something I'm not particularly into, I am more than willing to still put in the effort to incorporate it into the story as it is for the both of us. Some of my favorite kinks include, but are not limited to :bondage/ bdsm. Degradation, humiliation, exhibitionism, filming, extortion, rough, non-con, toys, sub/dom, torture, pet, animal play, forced, props and toys, race play, odd insertions, anal/painal, restraint, forced oral, resisting/fighting back, non consensual recording, crying, begging, object insertion, massive insertion.  My limits are :, extreme  and gratuitous violence, gore, and bathroom play.  

1: Whisked away in the night.   You're at the club on a Friday night. You're out with a group of friends and their significant others. However you came alone. You dance to the music, swaying your hips back and forth to the beat as men can’t help but glance at your beautiful and voluptuous figure.  As the night goes on, a man tries to buy you drinks. You recognize him, not by name, but by his looks. He has tried to hit on you before. Offering to dance with you, take you out, and even take you back to his place. Each time playfully and flirtatiously declining. Despite this, he still buys you drinks as a way to try and court you.  You happily take his drinks, but have no interest in going home with him. Eventually your friends leave, one by one. Before your best friend leaves, she makes you promise that you'll not have any more drinks. Of course you don't listen. Well your admirer sent you over your fourth drink. You do it like any other. The difference is that a few minutes after finishing, you begin feeling light headed and dizzy. 

   You rush to the bathroom in the back of the dark club. It's in a dark hallway next to an exit to the alley. You get to the sink and splash cold water on your face. At this point, you're hardly standing, bracing yourself against the counter. You look up in the mirror and see the bathroom door swing open and the same man charging you. By the time you think to scream, his hand is over your mouth.

1. OF creator 2.0: you're a top 1% content creator. Making millions online by showing your stunning body. You've only done relatively mild content. Not even showing your genitals. Just boudoir pictures and videos, you were more than happy doing so. You were able to afford a life of luxury from your endeavors, buying your dream home in the middle of the countryside, away from it all. After years of mild content, you grow tired of the mundane. Taking scandalous pictures of your breast and ass and posting them just doesn’t stimulate you anymore. You progress to making content of yourself masturbating, first with your hands, and then toys. As you do, chat makes comments about you. You playfully tease them, even goating them on. One of the viewers takes this too literal.     It is 2 am. A full moon shines light through the windows. Other than that, it is completely dark. Only the sound of crickets can be heard. Other than your dog, who is sound asleep, you are lying in bed on your stomach. You get up to use the bathroom just down the hall. Not even bothering to turn the bedroom light on. Walking back from the restroom, you hear a creak coming from the darkness behind you. You turn around and hit the light switch in the hall partially illuminating the room the sound came from. Scanning for a minute, you see nothing. This still creeps you out so you slowly back up into your bedroom, eventually arriving there and locking the door. Laying back down, you quickly fall back asleep. As you lie in slumber, the closet door slides open and a figure emerges….

3: Breaking the law.

    Your character is no nonsense, all business, police woman Determined and tough on crime. You’re working the night shift at the station. Only you and one other officer are at the station as it is a relatively small town. The holding cell has a few prisoners from the city who were transferred over from county lock up because they were full. The other officer with you gets up from their desk, saying they're going for a smoke. As they leave, they take a detour to the security office, shutting off the CCTV feeds. They then walk to the holding cell where the group of prisoners sit. One of them reaches out from between the bars, a brown paper bag hangs from his hand. The officer grabs it, and looks around before opening the top and taking the cash out of it. He then says to the prisoner, “ go down the east hall and make a left. Don’t go to the right, the offices are that way.” he drops the keys in reach of the prisoners and walks away.     Bending down and picking up the keys, the leader of the group unlocks the cell doors. The gang creeps through the hallway trying to remain undetected. Most of them start to turn left towards the exit when the leader stops. He cautiously turns right and tip toes his way right. The other prisoners signaling for him to turn around. He ignores this and continues, eventually reaching the door to the office. He cracks it open just a hair and puts one eye to the slightly ajar door. That's when he sees you sitting at your desk, facing away, earbuds in, music blasting, completely lost in documentation. He turns around to the rest of the gang and says, “Plans just changed boys.”

4: The possession. (the premise is a corporal figure that can possess anyone and gets into some shenanigans.)       There was nothing but a blinding white light. No sound, no scent, no tactile sense. It was an ocean of void. I closed my eyes and held them shut, opening them slowly to see nothing but cold, lifelessl light. An untold amount of time passed in this state. Slowly I blinked my eyes hoping to escape from this ethereal prison, hoping to rouse from this waking nightmare. Closing my eyes one more time, pausing for a few seconds I lie there, eyes glued shut. Before opening them the deafening silence is broken. The sound of the leaves being carried by the wind, tumbling against the ground as they drift by. An owl coos as it flies away. A wave of frigid air sweeps over me. My eyes shoot open. The void is now replaced with the dead of the night and the silhouette of tall trees illuminated by moonlight. I look around in astonishment. "Is the nightmare over?" I say to myself as I scan the environment. Every object becomes a thing of wonder when you've spent so long in a void.       Looking down, my excitement dissipates quickly. I observe that my body is translucent and corporeal. I still have appendages but they are hazy and lack defined borders. I try to touch my face and my hands go straight through. I try to reach out to something, to anything, and it's the same. I phase through everything with ease, cutting through objects like a plane through a cloud, not feeling a tactile sensation. I am panicking now, fleeing as fast as I can, I start to run. Moving with great haste towards the first sight of civilization I realize I'm not moving too fast to be running. I look down and see that I am in fact not, but gliding across the ground. Now in shock, I rush into the first building I see, phasing right through the door. It's a packed restaurant. People fill the room, sipping in drinks, and sharing stories, completely oblivious to my presence. No matter how loud I scream, no matter what I do, I go unseen, like smoke into the night.      Realizing the situation I went back outside. I decided to walk. I could do nothing but walk. Days turned to weeks, weeks to months, and months to years, as I silently observed the world around me, envious of those on the physical plane of existence. Despite being a wisp in the wind, I still had human desires. I heard a song, but could not sing. I hungered but could not taste. I wanted to touch, but could not feel. Mostly of all, I lusted… 

This story focuses on the idea that my Character is a spirit that has roamed the earth for an untold amount of time. Suddenly they discover that they can possess people and leave them without a trace of an idea of what happened. My character uses this to fulfill their dark desires. Your character would be a series of different women, each one in a different scenario for which they unf find themselves. I could send some of the ideas if you'd like.

5 scenario:payback.

You're a  woman in her early 30s. Professionally you are an accomplished business woman. Multiple master's degrees hang from the wall of your multi million dollar home on your hundreds of acres of property. Other than your accolades and degrees, there is no character to your home. The halls are filled with an overwhelming sense of emptiness. The only decor that sparsely populated the tables and counters were generic items from a catalog. No pictures of friends or family are to be seen. Nobody in your life particularly likes you. This is because, to get to where you are in life, you've had to lie, steal, scheme, and step  on  anyone in your way. You get enjoyment from belittling others. Humiliating them. It makes you feel so powerful.             This is exactly what you do to your house keeper, a young man in his early 20s, working multiple jobs to get through trade school. You make him come in on a Friday leading into a three day weekend. As before he even enters your house, you're already yelling at him from bringing his dog with him despite him telling you that he had to as you called him on short notice. You hover over him, barking orders and criticizing everything he does. Everything he does, you make a comment on, chastising him at every turn. You have him on his hands and knees, berating him as he scrubs the floor. Eventually he has enough. He stands up and shoves you to the ground. As he's walking away, you can't help but taunt him again. Asking him if it was worth it because you're going to press charges, and have him arrested. Before leaving, he backs around and walks back to you….

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