Hey there! Names Alex, and today my idea generally is about rape, quite long lasting at that, with breaking of the woman's mind to a point where she may no longer wish for him to stop, and I want these scenes to be one on one, and would relish the opportunity to play out multiple scenes with you whether short or long! And I am a fairly experienced roleplayer who's quite open to change and compromise things, though with limits of course! When it comes to these scenarios, I would want to play the dream guy for who you would absolutely not want to meet in these types of scenarios~ And while I've taken plenty of time to write the scenarios below, I would love to discuss a different or simply altered version of them with you, so bring any idea you might have! I usually like to play the sort of male my partner would want me to, but as a more general description of what I personally like, I enjoy playing a larger male who stands tall with a big frame, whether he's fat or more muscular, he certainly isn't skinny or fit, and a weird mix between attractive or not, seeing as he's more boring looking than anything, a bit of a sweaty sort with a natural musk that is absolutely horrible, but has a tendency to grow on women who get used to it, mostly due to his unnaturally gifted pheromones, mixing well with his long, yet mainly girthy length, finished off by a fat, bulbous and intimidating tip, accompanied by a pair of massive, heavy balls, filled to the brim with some of the thickest, most potent, richest, stickiest, heaviest and overwhelmingly flavorful cum, making even his precum the same quality as the cum of most men

As for a partner, my tastes aren't difficult, Ideally I love a woman who is beautiful, with a big set of tits, a surprisingly slim figure, which widens into a good waist, proper hips, a thick pair of thighs and a big, breedable ass to thrust into, but I am of course willing to compromise~ I'm definitely more of an ass man though, so a larger bottom will help me agree to things, though you agreeing isn't really necessary if you know what I mean~

(Many of these kinks are optional of course, and I'm open to more than just the ones I'm mentioning)

Kink wise I want to include elements of noncon, instant loss, revenge fucking, less attractive male, overweight male, large cocks, curvy women, cum play, large balls, gape, throatfucking, hole ruining, blackmail, painal, cock shock, intimidated by cock, mind break, pheromones, musk, addiction, hole switching, ass to mouth, overpowering, ruined makeup, outdoors sex, watersports, ripped clothes, marathon sex, misogyny, manipulation, drugging and more!

Limits include scat, vore, gore, amputation and very petite characters
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Over the last few weeks, you had been given a group project, including yourself and three classmates, two were useless and accused of being junkies repeatedly, and the third was some bear shaped guy you had never talked to. He was massive, both tall and sort of fat, not particularly attractive, mostly boring looking, and over the weeks you worked together you discovered his gentle giant, kind and patient side which matched what you showed him. You even spoke up for him once with some classmates who were teasing him, you didn't have much choice after all since there was no way you could do the project alone. Then, two nights before the project was due, the only way to finish was to work late with him, and you chose a public place for obvious reasons, which was the campus library which was actually completely deserted at this time of the evening, and even the librarian had gone home, locking the door behind her. It was there he confessed the feelings he had grown for you, and how he would like the opportunity to go out with you... and your rejection... was brutal. The truths you uncovered about how you had acted towards him, and the harsh reality of how you felt about him, mixed together with creative insults and harsh words all meant to injure and hurt. It was there, in that fateful night you found yourself pressed against a bookshelf, legs folded upwards and a fat pair of lips covering yours, while being repeatedly slammed into without mercy...
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The company you worked at was a real drag, some sad office place that earned good money, but didn't have their name on any great billboard or anything. You were ambitious, coincidentally beautiful and with an absolute killer body, making it surprising you could climb the company ladder with such ease without sleeping your way up. There was room in the company for someone like you, with feisty ambition, immeasurable confidence, and a simple desire to be better than others, to have someone beneath your boot. But there were also those who wanted to just get by, like an older, more experienced colleague of yours who had remained in the same chair throughout your entire stay, still sitting in the bullpen. And a late night of work, when only the two of you remained, you finally finished your work, shutting your computer closed, with a noise that made him raise his head, and looking at you he thought "Lucky, she's so efficient she's already done. Same work but I'll be done no earlier than in an hour" And during that gaze, you caught him red handed looking at you, with a bulge that looked like he was hard, and you stepped over with your clicking heels, only to rip loose at him, accusing him of being a creep, and during the short conversation he explained himself, it was clear he wasn't at fault. Thus you ended up on his chair, sitting with your legs under the armrests, hugging the back of the chair, muttering apologies while getting your ass repeatedly thrusted against
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Prideful, dedicated and driven were the perfect words to describe you, as one of the older and more experienced cheerleaders for the college's cheer squad, being incredibly gifted with your body, and disciplined to train it well giving you an immaculate frame. You would stay late pretty much every single day either training or doing some exercise to be certain that you could give cheering your all, which often lead you to be alone in the locker room as an added bonus, considering the spacious shower meant for twelve people at once. But hearing the locker room door swing open bringing a gust of cold air, it unfortunately wasn't one of your squad mates coming to chat, or your boyfriend stopping by for some fun, or even some pranksters who wanted to play some weird prank on the cheer squad. It was someone else entirely...

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Not too long ago, the head of the company had changed after decades of success, from the self built man who had made the company from nothing to the top of its class it was. Replacing him was his son, who had lived for decades off daddy's money and never had to do much for anything, making him very used to being able to take whatever he wanted, and now he had set his eyes on you! Who were you? Someone ambitious and capable? Someone replaceable and unimportant? Didn't matter, you were invited to his office, offered a promotion with a significant raise in pay, with the other side of the deal being that you had to get on your knees and earn it. But whether you said yes or no, the only change would be whether you got the promotion or not

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Famous as you were, having events or activities that gave your fans the opportunity to interact with you, was the PR way to go to get a loyal fanbase that would stick with you and guarantee your success. Coming to these events were all sorts of different people who all liked your content, from shy and cute nerds to well trained and hot guys who also coincidentally liked your content. Between these two were of course some creeps, often taking the opportunity of talking to you to suggest something disgusting like a date or some sort of horrible activity that you definitely didn't want to partake in, of course these were the types you would brutally reject, maybe even send away. They were all too sheepish or cowardly to do something about it anyways... right?

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Working as a cop could be a challenge of itself, but working as a female cop was a step worse. There were the evolutions in name calling that often went from the stereotypical "Pigs!" or whatever else people liked to call cops, to more creative things like "Hey ladycop! I think you need to arrest my cock with your lips" and other simply vile things, but there was also the element of being physically inferior to a lot of the people you would try to bust, arrest or punish for something they had done. But you might have never expected something so terrible to happen, while making a routine stop of a car with a muddled license plate to take such a turn. But as he stepped out of the car, and managed to grab your gun arm without you having the time to react, the images could be seen flashing by in your eyes as you feared the worst...

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Strange as it was, you and your boyfriend liked to play around a little with the idea of rape, but it really wasn't much of the sort at all. It was pretty vanilla, included some Oral before moving to your pussy and not doing anything exciting outside of the ordinary. Especially when the foreplay consisted of using your hand until he was hard and slipping a condom on him. The rape part was really just him holding your arms and legs down, but as his desires grew things took a turn, when he suddenly wanted to ditch the condom, go a little harder and maybe even make use of your backdoor...

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After a first date that started... okay, with some simple chatting and getting to know one another over a little meal and some wine, having been the first time in a while a guy was cooking for you, even if it was a little weird to have the first date at his place. But when accidents happen and your outfit along with a large amount of your exposed skin gets drenched in wine and some other mess, practically flipping the table onto you, things seemed to be over until he offered to wash your outfit and let you borrow the shower, while he fixed up something simple you could wear, but you hadn't even managed to go through the three lone bottles in the shower to find out what they really had and if any of them were usable, before your date invited himself into the shower with you...

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Hope to hear from you and I look forward to brainstorming something with you~