I’m 28, so I’d rather you be over 21 😉 I’m a trans guy and I’d love to play as either a trans boy/cuntboy or a cis boy. Anyone playing anyone welcome to RP. I’m very very kinky so I’ll love to discuss all your ideas. Kinkier the better. BDSM heavy vibes.

I am looking to sub for all of these. Can be first or third person!

You walk into your house from a long day working in your wealthy field. The world is dystopian and people are so regularly discarded. As you walk into your room you find a man tied in your bed, spread eagle with his arms behind him, whimpering and struggling. Between his legs and resting under his glistening pussy and massive clit - so big it looks like a mini cock - is an array of devices just begging to be used on him. A note is pinned to his chest. ‘This boy is set for disposal. Do with him as you will.’ He whimpers and begs. Tears roll down his cheeks. Whatever he’s done he deserves this. Or maybe he’s a gift so you can use him as a toy for your pleasure. Even if you aren’t sure, who would resist such a beautiful gift. The bound, struggling boy looks up at you, the gag in his mouth covered in spit already.

You, the ruler of your country, are walking back to your room after ruling, knowing what waits for you. A slave has been delivered to you. He’s beautiful, his body covered in jewels, nipples and hips decorated for you, but his hands are bound behind him. He’s trying to avert your gaze, ignore it, a beautiful prize from a conquered nation. His tattoos are etched with gold ink and his dark eyelashes hide his icy eyes from you. Do with him as you will.

It’s late, and your horse carries you, exhausted as you are, back towards your secluded home away from the gangs and the zombies and the lawmen hunting these woods. A mile away from your door you see a man, clothes dirty and partially destroyed. He’s bloody when you check him, but alive. There’s a tattoo on his neck signifying what he is - a sex slave for the nearest gang. He must have escaped. But he’s been shot. They must have left him for dead in the woods and he crawled here. He looks up at you, weak and tired eyes holding a terrified question, wondering if you’ll help him heal, or only use him like others.

Do with him as you will.

1-2 paragraphs preferred. Please put “Bunny” in your first massage so I know if you’ve read all of this! See you soon!