For all of her life, Doctor Maddison had only wanted to help people, and even if she couldn’t physically sew stitches or hand out vaccinations, she still believed that giving her clients the opportunity to heal mentally was an important factor in ensuring that they would have a happy, balanced life. The health inside one’s head was just as important as the health of their physical body for Abigail. Her expertise was mostly focused around solving the sexual plights that her clients had. Whether or not the dilemmas were about unconfidence, performance, addiction or even traumas, Doctor Abigail Maddison was always ready to help, and often managed to work out a solution with her clients to ensure that they could be one with their sexuality and body just like everyone else was.

With that being said, Abigail’s eclectic job title often led to misconceptions about what she actually did for a living. She considered herself a highly professional woman, and chose to keep her therapist-client relations only on a verbal level, and absolutely never indulged in having an affair with someone she was trying to help out, even if some might think that would be an inevitable outcome of her work. The number one rule of any therapist, sexual or not, was to ensure that the power dynamics within the room remained untouched. Abigail was the therapist, and her patient remained the patient, and neither one of them was each other’s lover. Even if the subject of conversation between her and her clients was often about very intimate or venereal matters, it was important to recognize that it had nothing to do with desire or passion towards one another, instead being a smaller part of the bigger picture, that being the rectification of the client’s sexual health.

Due to her deep knowledge of human sexuality, and her highly qualified status, she had earned a lot of respect as a therapist, and was well acknowledged for her skills, which were very clearly displayed on the website of her therapeutic service. Even if there was a lot of demand for the sort of services she provided, Abigail was well aware that she couldn’t possibly cater to all of them as that would only lower the level of the therapy due to the increased workload, hence why her list of active clients was very short, so short that one could count it with the fingers of a singular hand.

The space reserved for her services was also fairly small, only consisting of three rooms in an office block in the bustling downtown. There was the reception where Abigail’s secretary worked, combined with her private office where she displayed her PhD and other examinations, and that contained something that could be considered a small library of books about sexuality, therapy, and how they intertwine. Those two rooms were completed by the so-called therapeutic space of her medical premise, a room furnished with a pair of sofas, an armchair, some houseplants and a purely decorative bookshelf, a surprisingly homely sight which Abigail hoped would calm her clients down. The space had a certain formal style to it, while not being overly lavish. The accessories of the room nicely complemented the appearance of Abigail, a brunette woman who liked to wear sharp pantsuits and blazers. Right now, the doctor was merely waiting for her next patient.

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Hey, and thanks for choosing to reach out to me! Today, I’d be interested in playing out something that would include abstruse feelings, profound thinking, before finalizing with a joyful rediscovery and celebration of a person’s sexuality. With that being said, I am not just looking for this arc to only happen through many hours of dialogue (though I’d like to include plenty of scenes of that kind!), instead, I was thinking that Abigail could employ some alternate tools to make her client truly open up and understand the reasons behind their issues, breaking her principles in the moment. I’m also looking to have a nice lovey-dovey finish to the story, as I really like the romantic element that roleplays could have.

Now, this only leaves us with a single, burning question in our hand. Who is Doctor Maddison’s new client? Perhaps a recently divorced ex-wife who has a bone to pick, or someone with a loose celebrity status who is secretly frustrated with their sex life? I’d love to hear what kinds of concepts you have for your OC!

Now, a little bit more about myself. I consider myself to be a very vanilla person when it comes to my kinks. I am open to any gender pairing, as long as I play as a female. I don’t discriminate towards those who represent a third gender, or who wish to play a character of that sort. My limits include anything overtly rough or violent, BDSM, dub/non-con, toilet stuff, you get the drill.

Anyways, if you found my prompt to be interesting, don’t be shy about shooting me a message! Ciao! :)