I am 18 and all characters and participants must be 18

I'm looking for a partner that is semi-literate, and who can work with the following: Non-Con, Misogyny, Fear Play, Humiliation, Blackmail, Degradation, Impact Play, Breath Play, and Incest.

Feel free to approach for the following scenario listed below. I'm happy to play over reddit, or Discord.

It's been a few years since your mother remarried. The separation is now a past subject- There's only "The Family" to think of now. Your new step-father seemingly makes your mother happy, and even if you don't entirely respect him, you can manage to settle for that. They do their thing, and you do yours.

However, "your thing" includes dealing with your older step-brother. He seems to have the idea that him being older, and his father being the bread winner, makes him better than you. Whenever he's not being a misogynistic clown, he's insistent on being a judgmental shit with your supposed "life choices", which eventually turns into an unavoidable lecture.

"You're eating too much"

"You look like a whore in that"

"You're gonna regret that when you have a family one day"

"You can't spend my Dad's money like that"

Blah blah blah blah blah

You've managed to shut him out here and there, while working on other living arrangements. In fact, the only thing keeping you from smothering that cocky asshole in his sleep, is the very idea of independence.

..That was, until your Mother sat you down one evening with some distressing news.

You were floored to hear that your step-father had gone back on his promise to support you through college; and to make matters worse, your own Mother had already gone through your college fund to finalize her divorce.

You were beyond disbelief in how this could happen to you. Someone was behind all this- A fucking plot, or prank, or anything that was designed specifically to make you miserable.

You could feel the fucking hairs standing on your skin, and rage clenching your throat to aid you in your protest..

Your mother, the woman who raised you since birth, knew the look all too well. She knew your words, and how they formed in your head- how your feelings spark and ignite.. and surely, she knew what would knock you flat on your ass.

"We're obviously doing what we can for now. Maybe for once, you can try having some faith in our family. Don't think we don't notice how you see your father, and treat your brother. All of us have to deal with your negativity, and frankly I'm tired of having to cover for you. You're grown enough to make your own mistakes- and you know what, this may just be a good wakeup call for you. You're lucky it was just college. Keep this up, and I'm sure it won't be long until you get yourself kicked out of our house."

...

It's only been days since the talk with your mother, and you're still reeling from the blow. All your plans, your hopes and dreams, just gone without a trace.

...

Surely, there's another option. It can't all be hopeless. You're young, and beautiful, and smart an-

"Are you staying home AGAIN?"

You don't even bother to look up. Just when you thought things couldn't get worse, you were reminded of your step-brother's existence after days of sulking.

It would be the first time you took his shit in complete, utter silence. No dirty looks, or mocking remarks. Even if you could ignore your Mother's looming threat against your future, you had nothing to spite him with. You were stuck here with him.. or rather, as your Mom had put it, he was stuck with you.

"Just so you know, most people would expect you to put out enough to make yourself this comfy in my home. I'd love to hear your excuse this time, and see what my Dad thinks. No seriously, what do you have to say for yourself?!"

You could think of several choice words to throw at this fat headed loser...

And surprisingly, one of them was "I'm Sorry"