Hey,

There is something to be said for a female character that strikes a balance between being the authority figure, and a nurturing presence. There is something really interesting about that dynamic, that I'd love to play around.

Here are a couple ideas of set up in which that could enfold, but feel free to come up with your own too!

You share your house with your nephew. Perhaps it's just easy accommodation for the time of my studies, or perhaps because of the quarantine, who knows? You're a caring aunt and you want the best for me, but coming from a fundamentalist religious background, you always heard that masturbation is bad and makes one deaf. Naturally, you want to protect me from that and decide to set some ground rules and be firm, for my own sake. There will be no masturbation under this roof! It's forbidden. If you ever catch me doing it (or even suspect me to be about to do it, or thinking about doing it), you would scold me sternly. Sometimes you feel it's your role to even tease me and try to get me aroused in order to test my reliability. But then again, you care for me and know very well that being young and single isn't easy, and one has to release some of the tension building up. So you come up with a system, rules, etc. (perhaps I'm to tell you whenever I want to unload, so you can help me if you are available, or let me touch and play with you if you're busy doing something... Perhaps every drop of cum that I ever shoot must land somewhere on or in you, or it's considered masturbation...Perhaps you let the lust build, and use it to have me worship you before I'm allowed to shoot my load... etc. We can have fun defining those) and you make sure they are followed.

As a smart girl you're doing very well in school, and endeavor to give back in the form of tutoring. You meet with the younger students you're to be tutoring, and after a couple of lessons, you really take a liking to me and want me to succeed. You make it your personal project and feel that my potential for success is on you. Through trial and error, you find out that I seem to perform best either when praised and encouraged, or when under the threat of some sort of punishment, and undertake to use whatever means it will take to get me on the path to success.

Noticing more and more sideways glance at your crossed legs, dangling shoe, or cleavage, you then decide not to let yourself become a distraction and an impediment to my progress, but rather to use fully to your advantage this newfound mean of providing rewards, motivation, or even punishment, and continue to accelerate your student's progress.

You're a free-spirited psychologist who meets her newest client, a young guy. You were booked by my parents in order to find the cause en perhaps remedy to my troublesome and unruly behavior. Through subtle cues and wittily stirred conversation, you proceed to try and get me to open up to you. Only greeted by lukewarm answers and reluctant body language, you decide to follow your instinct and look for the best way into my guarded mind. After all, as my therapist, you really want me to be open and without secret, in order for my treatment to go smoothly. It seems to you that undoing a button of your shirt gives interesting results. And definitely, I'm more talkative whenever I have a good view of your nylon-clad legs and heels.

You naturally proceed to follow the course of action that seems to give you the best results and decide to be open to going the extra miles in order to coax me out of my shell.

As my older sister (or cousin), you feel somewhat responsible for me. After all, you're the one with life experience and maturity, so it would be your role to care for me. During a conversation, you find out that I'm depressed because I feel unable to please girls. After poking and prying more out of me, you find out that I'm unable to control myself, and end up cumming all over, just to the touch of a hand, or sometimes merely from visual arousal if the girl is really hot.

As a result, every opportunity I got so far ended up in disaster, and my self-confidence crashed, to the point where I wouldn't even try to hook up with girls at all anymore.

Sure to you it's somewhat cute and amusing, but seeing how it really impacts me, you feel a surge of compassion and your sense of protective responsibility kicks in. You decide to proceed to find out what really excites me, just how long I do last, and what you can do to train me to last longer. You wouldn't want me to end up alone and depressed, so you really put your heart into this.

So here are some ideas that could all be fun!

Here are a few kinks that would fit in some of those: femdom, manipulation, teasing, edging, denial, praises/encouragement, rewards/punishment, outfits, cumplay, worshiping, premature cum, legs and feet, leg-wear, foot-wear; etc.

If that sounds appealing to you, you know what to do!