TheGreyRose
Moon
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- Nov 25, 2021
Ingrid Alexandra, the young princess of Norway stood at the window of her suite, gazing out at the bustling city lights of the city. She'd come to the United States for a visit, hoping to experience the thrill of exploring a foreign land. As a royal, Ingrid Alexandra was accustomed to a life filled with responsibilities and protocol. However, on this particular evening, a restlessness stirred within her, urging her to break free from the chains of formality and embrace the vibrant energy that surrounded her.
The princess's heart raced as she contemplated her secret plan. She had heard whispers among the staff about a popular nightclub tucked away in the heart of the city. It was a place where dreams were realized and inhibitions were left at the door. Tonight, Ingrid Alexandra longed to experience the freedom that lay within those dimly lit walls.
With a quick glance at the clock, she realized the hour was growing late. The hotel she was staying at was immersed in a sea of slumber, oblivious to her restless desire. Ingrid Alexandra knew that sneaking out was not a behavior befitting a princess, but the temptation to taste the forbidden fruit was too great to resist.
Silently, she managed to make her way out of her room without arousing the suspicion of her security. Thankfully for her own plans, the security for the evening hadn't gotten the best of sleep and a momentary lapse was all that she needed. Clad in a simple black dress and a pair of heels, she donned a black coat to conceal her identity, hoping to blend into the crowd that awaited her outside.
Stepping onto the streets of the city, Ingrid Alexandra felt a thrill coursing through her veins. The city was alive, pulsating with an energy she had never experienced before. The princess hailed a taxi, her voice disguised by a foreign accent, and gave the address of the clandestine nightclub.
The journey through the illuminated city seemed to pass in a blur, the buildings blending into a tapestry of neon lights and bustling crowds. The taxi finally screeched to a halt in front of a modest-looking entrance, its unassuming facade belying the electric atmosphere within.
Taking a deep breath, Ingrid Alexandra paid the driver and stepped out onto the sidewalk. She adjusted her coat, straightened her shoulders, and entered the realm of the unknown. The pounding music reverberated through her body as she descended a flight of stairs, immersing herself in the throbbing heart of the nightclub.
At first, the princess's presence went unnoticed. People danced and laughed, their faces illuminated by colorful lights. Ingrid Alexandra moved with cautious grace, her eyes scanning the crowd for any familiar faces. What she didn't realize was how she'd been spotted from afar. In truth, she had been followed from the hotel. It had been a plan in motion ever since her arrival. Painfully careful, gossip about the club had been spread in volume enough to pique her interest, along with rumors of her desire to explore on her own. All in the hopes she would come without her security, with the hopes of luring the young princess into a night of lewd depravity…
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Hello!
I'm looking for someone to roleplay a story with me, continuing on from the introduction above, where Ingrid Alexandra, the young princess of Norway, comes to America and ends up ditching her security to visit a nightclub. What she doesn't know is that it has been planned, luring her to the club with the intent of turning the young princess into a cock-craving whore.
I would prefer to find someone who can write in the third person for this, as well as take on the role of the male(s) of this story. I'm fully open to further discussion on the plot as well!
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Kinks I'd like to incorporate into this are:
• Collars
• Degradation/Humiliation
• Dirty Talking
• Reverse Blowjob
• Rimming
• Rough Sex
• Seduction/Corruption
• Spanking
• Vaginal/Anal Virginity
The princess's heart raced as she contemplated her secret plan. She had heard whispers among the staff about a popular nightclub tucked away in the heart of the city. It was a place where dreams were realized and inhibitions were left at the door. Tonight, Ingrid Alexandra longed to experience the freedom that lay within those dimly lit walls.
With a quick glance at the clock, she realized the hour was growing late. The hotel she was staying at was immersed in a sea of slumber, oblivious to her restless desire. Ingrid Alexandra knew that sneaking out was not a behavior befitting a princess, but the temptation to taste the forbidden fruit was too great to resist.
Silently, she managed to make her way out of her room without arousing the suspicion of her security. Thankfully for her own plans, the security for the evening hadn't gotten the best of sleep and a momentary lapse was all that she needed. Clad in a simple black dress and a pair of heels, she donned a black coat to conceal her identity, hoping to blend into the crowd that awaited her outside.
Stepping onto the streets of the city, Ingrid Alexandra felt a thrill coursing through her veins. The city was alive, pulsating with an energy she had never experienced before. The princess hailed a taxi, her voice disguised by a foreign accent, and gave the address of the clandestine nightclub.
The journey through the illuminated city seemed to pass in a blur, the buildings blending into a tapestry of neon lights and bustling crowds. The taxi finally screeched to a halt in front of a modest-looking entrance, its unassuming facade belying the electric atmosphere within.
Taking a deep breath, Ingrid Alexandra paid the driver and stepped out onto the sidewalk. She adjusted her coat, straightened her shoulders, and entered the realm of the unknown. The pounding music reverberated through her body as she descended a flight of stairs, immersing herself in the throbbing heart of the nightclub.
At first, the princess's presence went unnoticed. People danced and laughed, their faces illuminated by colorful lights. Ingrid Alexandra moved with cautious grace, her eyes scanning the crowd for any familiar faces. What she didn't realize was how she'd been spotted from afar. In truth, she had been followed from the hotel. It had been a plan in motion ever since her arrival. Painfully careful, gossip about the club had been spread in volume enough to pique her interest, along with rumors of her desire to explore on her own. All in the hopes she would come without her security, with the hopes of luring the young princess into a night of lewd depravity…
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Hello!
I'm looking for someone to roleplay a story with me, continuing on from the introduction above, where Ingrid Alexandra, the young princess of Norway, comes to America and ends up ditching her security to visit a nightclub. What she doesn't know is that it has been planned, luring her to the club with the intent of turning the young princess into a cock-craving whore.
I would prefer to find someone who can write in the third person for this, as well as take on the role of the male(s) of this story. I'm fully open to further discussion on the plot as well!
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Kinks I'd like to incorporate into this are:
• Collars
• Degradation/Humiliation
• Dirty Talking
• Reverse Blowjob
• Rimming
• Rough Sex
• Seduction/Corruption
• Spanking
• Vaginal/Anal Virginity
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