You’ve got this, no big deal, right? You tell yourself, another sip of your personal supply of liquid confidence egging you onward.

With every step though, you find yourself further away from the bright lights of the street lamps.. no longer awash in the sense of security of having your friends surrounding you. Step... step... step... you feel unease beginning to settle in, doubt gnawing at the corner of your mind.

It’s at the door to the manor, your friends waving and jeering from the safety of the now far away sidewalk, that you feel the sudden urge to chicken out. You can’t leave now, what will they think of you..? Is that your voice in your head? It sounds... strange.. you shake it away, and with the sound of creaking wood under your feet you push into the deserted manor.

The main foyer is expansive, faint light trailing through broken and boarded up windows to reflect off a dusty chandelier above, stairs leading up into the upper floors, with hallways off to either side, presumably towards the kitchens or dining halls, though who knows in a place this expansive what the true layout is..

So what lies inside..? Cursed objects, mannequins with a bit too much spring in their step, demons, perhaps even summoning portals to dark places beyond this world?

Whatever it is, I’m sure it’s going to be a kinky bit of fun! So what's the catch? Come on, there's always a catch..

Fortunately the strings attached are pretty minimal. What I'm really looking for is someone I click with on a personal level. One of those kinky friendships made up of a healthy mix of roleplay and OOC chatting/dirty talk that you can only find on DPP. So if all of that sounds fun, drop by and tell me a bit about you!

~Hunter