Who I am: A young photographer and aspiring journalist looking for the next big scandal to expose. Lately I've been following a certain case that I believe is connected to money laundering...

Who you are: A man of prominence and reputation, known for your cutthroat methods of business. Those that get on your bad side don't stick around for long. As for those streams of income flowing through the backdoor? Don't worry about it.

The story: I've been a few paces behind you for quite a while playing amateur detective. While I never saw you, I kept finding small bits of evidence... all connected to you. I could see the path to you clearly, the web of aliases and documents coming together like a large puzzle.

Finally, I struck gold. I found evidence of what looked to be a drug exchange only an hour from my home. I quickly grabbed my supplies, hopped in my car, and sped off.

An hour later, I found myself hunched behind a dumpster at a loading bay, waiting for something to happen. My hood over my head, and my camera at the ready, I grew apprehensive.... but soon a plain white moving truck arrived and backed in at a loading station. I was at just the right angle to watch men start to unload the truck hastily. Then there you were.... stepping out from the dark, donned in an expensive, tailored suit. Modestly, you spoke to the man, seeming to have some sort of normal conversation. You stuck out like a sore thumb among the men in warehouse uniforms.

With bated breath, I brought my camera upright and snapped a photo. Only then had I realized I hadn't turned off my flash.

All the men, including you, turned my direction, looking startled and suspicious. I panicked, and dashed down the alley as fast as my feet could carry me. I thought I'd cry from the stress, positive one of those men was right on my heels.

Days passed after that, and the attention I'd drawn haunted me. But with nothing happening, I had to assume I'd made it put by the skin of my teeth.

Little did I know that one of your cameras had caught my license plate number.... and that was all you needed to find me.

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i.e. looking for someone to take on a bit of a darker role. The idea is you kidnap me for snooping around and lock me away to use for an indefinite amount of time. Bondage and CNC wil be a HUGE part of it all. Also fine with torture thrown in if interested. Like I said, darker prompt.

ALSO: I love story based along side the kink. I'd love to develop a relationship of some sort between the two characters. Whether it be a love/hate thing, brainwashing, Stockholm syndrome, or an eventual genuine romance. Would love it to be long term!

I write in first person and usually manage 1-4 paragraphs per response. I expect something similar

Kinks: Bondage (obvs), forced orgasms, orgasm denial, toys, overstimulation, breath play, body betrayal, degradation, electric shock, choking, knives, hair pulling, noncon, crying, fear kink, manhandling, mocking/condescension, pushed limits, begging, attentive aftercare

Limits: feet, piss, feces, incest, bestiality, underage

I prefer using discord for rp

Looking for EFFORT here. Please show it.

Thanks for reading this far. Hope to hear from you!