Hi everyone! So I'm new to Reddit DPP but definitely not new to RP. I'm a very detailed writer, and I want to find some new Long Term roleplay partners.

However, my absolute specialty is to provide sexual pleasure on the spot in a play which can be done in one session. Need a hand down your pants? Drop me a line, and I'll do it right there. Likewise, most other things can be done too.

I'm fully bisexual. I prefer female partners; I find the chemistry much more intoxicating, but I also enjoy a male partner.

I write in first person, and I tend to write several paragraphs at a time, so I expect my partner to also be able to keep a good pacing going with me :)

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But aside from that, here is the big, dark play I've got in mind.

What a terrible breakup. You and your boyfriend or girlfriend have broken up less than amicably, with all the screaming, shouting and throwing things at each other.

And now, you've gotten my business card from one of your shady contacts.

Tonight you give me a call.

What exactly am I?

Why, I'm an escort of course. Except, not in the way you'd imagine me to be.

I only own the largest, most extravagent penthouse in the city, and you'll be invited. And I don't just sleep with you. I personally guarantee you that your fantasy, no matter how insanely rough, mad, disgusting, even illegal it is, will be fulfilled to it's truest potential, and guarantee it's the best sex you're ever going to have. And you'll take full advantage. Whether that's being tag teamed by a pair of seductresses, being screwed all night until you can barely move. Narcotics, your choice of woman, act, and setting, all for a surprisingly affordable price.

Except, anyone who's used my services knows you can never sign one of my contracts without a deadly catch.

And you're about to find out what that is. When you're here, you're made to sign upon the dotted line. A dotted line, which you think is just to cement this transaction and cover you and me both. It's not.

What you never bothered to do was read the contract. You were so caught up taking full advantage of that insanely rough and tantalising sexual fantasy that you didn't see the catch.

And now I have the right to find you, and have you brought to me whenever I desire, to take part in our underground blood sports. But you're not using weapons and fighting. But you are going to be fighting in a cage. With a device implanted to you. You versus them, to provide each other with enough pleasure to force the other to orgasm. The winner receiving glory and me receiving the profits. The loser? Well, that device you have? As soon as you orgasm, it'll flood your body with poison. To lose control and to cum is to die.

And now you're stuck. You're contracted to be dragged to me whenever I want to use you to bet. And you're able to take advantage of my services for a fee. The more sex you have around me, the better you'll be at your fights. But the less money you'll have, paying for it. It's easy. Make a few million, and you can buy yourself out of your contract. Make those millions, before you cum at just the wrong time.

Can you make it out?