As the old adage goes, every top needs their bottom. Or at least a switch. Sometimes just a hole depending on the type of top they are. But usually a bottom.

In this instance, you, dear reader, are not a top. By any means. Perhaps you knew when it took you two hours of consultation to determine what to have for breakfast. Perhaps you knew the first time someone pulled your hair. You know you enjoy pleasure, you even know you deserve it (sometimes), but you are certainly not the type to act first.

Then this is for you. I will be playing Lawrence. A fantastically adaptable character, suitable for your whims and fantasies (no to ignore my own). A service top! Taking pleasure in taking charge and providing what is desired. All you have you to do is ask. And you are awfully good at asking for what you want, right darling?

Admittedly, this is an odd-one for me from a roleplay perspective. Typically I think of a setting and the characters are secondary to the narrative or the motion of the story. Today, I wanted to try it in reverse. Of course, I won't leave you islanded to come up with some magical reason for why Lawrence is between your legs, lasciviously lapping at your labia. So, below you might find a few starters that you are welcome to adapt, ignore, or use as you see fit.

• You're a high-powered woman with an offensively packed schedule and a dutiful, attentive new driver. He is discreet about all manner of things, including your quick and dirty vibrator in the backseat of the car while driving between appointments. That is until one day where, breaking his typical stoic silence, he offers, "You know if you demand it, I will get you off magnificently better than that toy."
• Childhood friends who've grown up together and are living together as they each endeavor through their young-adulthood in college. Of course, the romantic-sexual tension of blossoming hormones, close proximity, and a lifetime of intimacy would lead to certain fantasies but no, never to be acted upon. So you and he bring about your deluge of failed relationships together, suffering through inconsistent or unfulfilling partners until one day, after a slew of drinks and your confession that you'd never received an orgasm from a partner, there comes a proposition: we don't try dating, not yet at least, but if we really need it we can help satisfy each other. A simple code that certainly won't provide complications.
• You are my new employee at the city's premier and only adult shop. However eager you are, there's a certain naivety that cannot be ignored. Giving you a swathe of toys to test and demonstrate, I tell you to get intimately acquainted with each of them and comfortable enough to discuss their effects in detail. However, as we work through your review of the toys in question, it's clear that you're in need of substantially more breaking-in and desensitization or you'll never be able to sell a customer a dildo without breaking into a desperate blush. So, I offer you a training regiment: we see each other after work for exactly one hour for the next month, and in that time I will explore any thought, fantasy, or desire you've had.

Some of my kinks are: large tits / ass, detailed sensory descriptions, humiliation/degradation, petplay, bondage, toys, cumplay, mind-break, bimboification, hair, cock and ball worship, edging, orgasm control/denial, & probably whatever else you're thinking of.

My limits are: underage, beastiality, scat, vomit, blood / extreme violence / brutality, death.

If you've made it this far, please send me a chat or a PM detailing your thoughts.