HedonisticM
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jul 20, 2023
I am an experienced roleplayer who is into well written smutty tales of hedonistic, debauched pleasure with obviously a perverted immoral male lead.
Some of my particularly favourite themes are dub-con, corruption, shame, forbidden fruit, prissy/proud female lead, domination, contrast, cheating etc.
Kinks: Anal play is perhaps the biggest specially if it’s her first time and she thinks only whores do it. Deepthroat, facefuck, swallowing, dirty talk, rough sex, orgasms, barebacking, rimming, mirrors, video/photo are some more.
Ideas
Paying a Debt
Dad/Daughter’s Bff/Friends
Stepdad/Stepdaughter Blackmail?
Uncle/Niece for money?
Failed model or B lister Ass for Cash
Manipulative amateur pornographer/College beauties
Celebrity casting couch, #metoo, Blackmail, One night stand etc.
Lesbian straight for pay/favour
Influencer/Celeb - an indecent proposal in Dubai
Bride to Be - Cheating
Prissy woman - Revenge sex with BF's rival/friend etc.
Young career woman - Sex for Money (paying off student loan)
Celeb staring in private sex tape for Money
Celeb/Socialite - Male escort / One night stand with her favourite pornstar.
I tend to enjoy celebrities as faceclaim in my stories even when the characters are not celebrity. A list of some such ladies that I love (no way complete or perfectly ordered) are Natalie Dormer, Katheryn Winnick, Lauren Cohan, Kendall Jenner, Taylor Swift, Amber Heard, Kristen Stewart, Cara Delevingne, Karlie Kloss, Elizabeth Gillies, Jennifer Lawrence, Katie Cassidy, Barbara Palvin, Rosie Huntington Whitely, Lea Seydoux, Addison Rae, Lauren Summer, Charli D'Amelio, Emma Watson, Oliva Wilde, Blake Lively,
Riley Keough, Dakota Johnson, Sonam Kapoor. Deepika Padukone, Anushka Sharma, Ananya Pandey, Alia Bhatt etc.
More names Abbie Cornish, Rachel Taylor, Olivia Munn, Yvonne Strahovski, Viva Bianca, Katrina Law, Violete Beane, Willa Holand, Deborah Ann Woll, Annabella Wallis, Tamsin Egerton, Eva Green, Gillian Anderson, Elizabeth Hurley, Julianne Moore.
Bending Over for the Man You Hate
So my particular weakness is for females who are gorgeous, confident, capable and proud often prissy and uptight which I find just perfect for corruption and taming.
YC (your character) fits that stereotype well. You could be a socialite, an actress known for both her beauty and talent, a high flying career woman, a proud married/engaged late 20s woman, a queen bee in your college, even a gold star lesbian.
Regardless of who you are, right now you are here where you don't wanna be, your beautiful face flushed crimson in outrage and shame, your lips half open as you pant, your plump lips looking a bit swollen adding to your attractiveness, your top pushed down a bit alongside your bra to expose one perfect breast, the nipple erect from chilly air or was it a hint of arousal despite what you told yourself?
Your silky hair wrapped around my fingers and gripped tight something your BF/Fiancee never dared ... you were always in charge whether in bed or out (in the rare cases you do give a blowjob or do you never?). You glare at me angrily even as you couldn't help but look down at the fat veiny protrusion .. my cock that was glistening lewdly with a mix of precum and your very own saliva but just the top half since you were only able to take me that deep. "Fuck", you hissed angrily specially as you see my cocky grin.
And who might I be? Your BF/Fiancee's cocky playboy rival? Perhaps your dad's business rival? The nerd in your class? Your younger stepbrother? Your older fat work colleague you passed over during the last promotion? A perverted middle aged businessman who fancies you? The possibilities are endless.
So what do you think? Can we get the show on the road?
Bride to Be
You can see a pair of beautiful hands, the long fingers with the manicured fingernails digging into the bedsheet. A gorgeous face was seen between the sheets chin pressed against a pillow and framed by lovely but tousled hair. Her teeth were as biting her plump bottom lips as she was unable to restrain herself from making a muffled sound that was a mix of moan and a burst of breath escaped with a hissing sound as her body arched and her eyes almost roll over for a moment.
"Please", was one of the words coming out of her mouth even though her foggy mind wasn't sure what she was asking for. The "God ...", was even more so ... just an expression of being overwhelmed. None who knew her would recognize her at this moment. Alaya Singh was known for her class and always being cool and collected beaming confidence and she was none of that now. The 29 year old was heir to one of the biggest business empires in the country, a business graduate from one of the top universities of the world and anyone who worked with her knew she could have gotten her executive position in her father's company on her own talent if she wanted. And she was set to be married to her father's business partner's older son in slightly more than 24 hours.
A hand came up and fisted her hair, the reason for it looking so tousled and pulled and a powerful thrust jolted her whole body making her shudder and moan with widened eyes she bit the pillow to muffle the noise as she heard the voice of her older sister, "Alaya ... can you wake up, we have work to do". Color crept up her cheek as she blushed from a mix of arousal and shame she turned her face around to look over her shoulder at the young man with a satisfied smirk and hunger on his face as he gave another powerful thrust making her bite her lips and whimper.
She couldn't believe what she was doing as she looked back at her 19 year old brother in law to be. A lanky almost cute young man, the most surprising candidate to break her cool facade, someone who had broken all her boundaries. Someone who had railed her half the night and even now into the morning. Someone who had made her cum like never before. Someone she could still taste in her mouth, someone who was buried balls deep up her tightest hole for the 3rd time since last night and pushing her once again to a gut-wrenching, mild melting orgasm.
Frank's Girls - The First Night
Frank Walters was just a shrewd businessman who made sure his clients were served well. He was in a unique business though. Frank cartered to the very elite of the society, primarily the male demographic. He fulfilled a particular age old need of society, providing gorgeous, sensual available women to the elite for the pleasure of the flesh. But his service was special. His girls were fresh, usually student of college or fresh graduate, intelligent, capable and someone you wouldn't expect in such profession.
They were unexpected and fresh and expensive costing upward of $50,000 per night depending on not just their look but profile (how pristine). And they were offered at most 10 jobs but that was enough to set them them well or pay off the student debt. But people paying that much money wants women who knew what they are doing and that's where Frank's introductory service comes in. He will bet the girl, get to know them and the girl will have to treat Frank as her first client (it will be paid) and Frank will teach her how to satisfy his clientele. And if Frank has to fuck a lot of gorgeous girls in the process well that's the cost of being a solo business owner isn't it?
Frank's Posh Bitches
Frank Walter had been doing a lot of different things over the years now but all of them had been centered around the sordid pleasure of the flesh. At 47 years old the man was short, had a pot belly that showed his age, his arms and legs were strong even if might not look like it, and the hair starting to thin. But the man had a disarming smile and it was hard to believe what he did for a living and it was what made him extra successful in his ventures. Ohh and also the fact that he really knows how to make a woman's body sing regardless of her age, social status or sexual preferences.
The man had worked as a male escort and surprisingly despite his look he had been a popular name in a certain circle of rich wives and socialites. He had run a discrete high end escort agency of young professionals and college girls. He had done low end model photography and often private boudoir shoots and sex tapes. These experiences had now brought him to his latest venture, a daring one in many aspects.
He was musing about all that as he waited in the small but nice looking studio where he was waiting for the gorgeous young beauty who had responded to his flyer and was coming for a so called modelling shoot. He had rented the studio after careful thought ... close enough to Kingston College, the home of the city's elite family's young heirs, a place filled with gorgeous, classy and proud beauties that were his target for his latest venture Frank's Posh Bitches ... a discrete website for his unique brand of sex tape of corrupting gorgeous young beauties. These are not going to be cheap girls or the website advertised. He had enough connection with the city's rich older perverts to get a sizeable deposit for his videos. The promise of exclusive videos of posh girls getting turned into blushing, whimpering bitches in heat got them flocking and now he needed to deliver and Frank knew just how to do it.
He had a small office but the majority of the studio was a brightly lit area for shoots with nice lighting fixtures, a table full of expensive looking DSLR and lenses. A pair of iconic leather couches but they are white, a tripod mounted high end camera recording the couch, racks full of clothing and a nice looking changing area. What the girls wouldn't know that every inch of the studio was covered in hidden cameras including the changing room to record high quality materials to get him a hold over the girl.
Now all his set as he waited in his office leafing through the few photos the girl have sent. He was dressed in comfy slacks and a t-shirt that did nothing to hide his bulky body.
The Hollywood Sex Files
Frank Parker was in a good mood, he always was when one of these special shoot comes up. Frank was an ex janitor who had been snatched by the wicked Hollywood cabal to handle the special assignment of taming Hollywood beauties on screen and he had proven to be particularly skilled at doing it. The short, bulky, pot belly man of 47 was wearing a comfy shorts and t-shirts that did nothing to hide his bulky body or hairy leg, actually highlighting in every way how utterly in contrast he was to the star of today, one Kendall Jenner.
He was waiting in a premium suite in a 5 star hotel and seeing the appointed hour he sent Kendall a message, giving her the room number and instructing her to just come through the door as it will be opened. Frank was sitting on a couch in the living room facing the door and two tripod mounted cameras covered not just the door but the couch opposite of him. He heard a knock on the door and answered, "come on in Kendall", as it opened to show the said lady hiding herself in overcoat, scarf and sunglass.
Frank kept himself sitting a position of power and gave her a smirk. "Lock the door please and come have a seat", he said pointing to couch opposite of him, right at the center coverage of both camera. "Take off the overcoat, scarf and sunglass obviously. You know the routine right I know you have watched similar videos. Introduce yourself and tell us what you are here for Ms. Kendall Jenner".
Obviously open to a ton of celebs. The idea is that for a lot of money and career favour a secret Hollywood group makes some of the biggest name in the world star in shameful, depraved but discrete sex tapes protected behind powerful NDA.
Celeb Meets Pornstar Manuel Ferrara
"So like watching me huh", he said with a casual confidence and smirk, startling Kristen out of her own illicit thought as she stared at him. They seemed to be staying in rooms next to each other and was both in the process of opening the doors. Kristen had rode up the elevator with him, recognizing him in seconds and have been feeling unsettled since then. A little brush of color up her cheek, few stolen glances was all it took it seemed for the guy to realize her dirty little secret. Kristen Stewart, the gorgeous feminist and lesbian actress enjoyed watching hetero porn. Manuel Ferrara, he knew women like watching him, women of all sorts and he knew how to recognize a fan and how to exploit the situation.
Kristen Stewart on the other had lost her poise the moment she was confronted. It was shocking enough to meet the guy she had fingered to last night in the loneliness of her hotel room fucking a girl's brain out but she never expected him to be bold enough to confront Her, Kristen Stewart no less. She just started wide eyed and blushing for a moment before clearing her throat and tried to answer casually, "sorry do I know you." He gave her another cocky smile and replied, "I know a fan when I see one Ms. Stewart", moving dangerously close. "When was the last time you came to my video", he hissed delivering another bold line and her expression confirmed that she had done that. The thought of Kristen Stewart fingering to his video made even the experienced male's arousal flare and he could feel himself straining against his suit pants.
He grabbed her next before she could respond and tugged, "you should come inside and see it up close for real", he whispered in a husky lust filled voice enticing the shocked, blushing and aroused actress.
Ruined Elegance - Corrupting the Prissy Bitch
"Fuck", you whimpered. "Please", nobody perhaps ever heard such a whining sound from you as your fingers gripped the white satin sheet bunching up the fabric as I pressed harder. Your body tries to lean forward yet the tight fist of your hair restrains you as did the fingers digging into your hip. The hand rose up to give a quick slap that made you whip your face backward in a shocked glare yet you said nothing as I growled, "Hold... steady" and pushed harder. The lubed flared knob looking impossibly large against the tight little ring was resisted for a moment, almost slipping before it pushed through. I shuddered as the exquisite tightness milked me and you whimpered. Your whole body went tight from the forbidden penetration as you hissed, "Fuck", once again.
"Just like that", I hissed in satisfaction, hand moving from hip to caress your ass, and lower back and you can see the satisfied smirk in the mirror as our gaze held for a moment before you look way blushing in shame. "Just as you promised ... just like a good girl", I said in satisfaction as I thrust shoving 2/3 more inches inside you as I start to make your cherry hole mine.
In a few moments after a few slow yet powerful thrusts my balls hit your pussy lips and I growled, "Balls deep in Elizabeth Morris's ass ... life's good."
So what's happening here? Obviously a gorgeous, proud and confident woman ... a prissy feminist perhaps is getting her virgin ass split open by someone she finds beneath her. Someone who found a chance to make her agree to give up her last cherry hole. It's most likely a dub-con story ranging from blackmail, work favour or a lost bet. Regardless she is ashamed and furious and unable to escape the lewd fuck visited upon her.
Her elegant classy look is about to be ruined by someone she hates. Btw. I don't like overly messy gonzo fuck. Everything will still be sensual despite kinkiness and she will look more rumpled than destroyed.
Lori and Lisa, The tale of two redheaded twins
Lori and Lisa were my neighbors in the new gated community that I moved to 2 months ago. I'm 42 year old independently wealthy IT consultant who worked from home most of the time. I enjoyed the charming quietness despite the people being a little prissy for my taste.
And the girls, 21 year old college beauties were gorgeous. Tall and lithe but with curves in the right places, auburn hair that was just a delight ... easy to recognize with slightly different hairstyles, they were just temptation incarnate. And while I had my connections and enough women came back to my home after dinner for a bed-breaking night for me to be sated their appeal nevertheless remained.
What I didn't expect was that beauties who were known to give cold shoulders to college boys had a crush on me, both of them. And it was the decision to who should pursue me that had gotten them stuck until the brilliant idea hit them. They should let me choose. And I just know the best way to choose.
It's a little silly perhaps and inspired by a literotica story with a whole different context but I couldn't forget the pair of gorgeous redhead twins with a crush on an older man. And I have always wanted to play this. I'm open to all sorts of variations of the male character. He could be a goodie two-shoe, someone their mom's dating and invoking jealousy, or could be secretly an erotic novel writer who is the girl's favorite, etc.
Emma Watson's Shame
Emma took the stage amidst the applause and sat opposite the interviewer. The well-known female host gave her a big smile and asked, "I just heard some pretty credible rumor that you have signed a big contract for a potentially set of big-budget films with a very capable female lead, with a female power angle, almost as big an influence as the WW had been, is that true?". Emma smiled back, "I cannot confirm anything yet but I must say I am hoping for some really good things to come out soon."
Emma squirmed a little as the interviewer congratulated her, involuntarily tightening herself around the foreign invasion and almost gasping. She managed to calm herself at the last moment but couldn't help but have a flashback of the moment of signing the deal. She was pressed down against the huge desk with the contract waiting to be signed by him, the weight of the man trapping her as he thrust into her hard, jolting her body with each one making her erect nipples scrape against the desktop. Watching herself in the mirror, her face flushed in shame and even more shameful arousal, the wet sound of the cock going in and out, lubed by his earlier two fucking of Emma Watson's virgin ass and those huge balls slapping against her drooling smoothly waxed pussy lips. The pervert panted and grunted hoarsely saying what an exquisitely tight milking ass she has, the perfect anal whore he called her... as the rabid thrust pushed Emma towards a shameful assgasm ... and the drug he had used on her held her right there at the edge whimpering and even begging without a release.
And now she sat there being interviewed as not just an actress but as a feminist activist squirming in her hot seat with an ass full of cum plugged tight with a plug that had his initial and lacy pantie that was soaked with her denied orgasm making her worry if she would leave a stain.
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Basically how Emma Watson (potentially open to some other classy/prissy/clean reputation celeb) was made to lewdly submit to the advance of a powerful Hollywood media mogul/producer for the next phase of her career. The roleplay would obviously start when they actually met and this scene is halfway into the play.
The Two Rules of the Most Eligible Bachelor in the City
She was pressed against the wall right beside the door of the apartment and was breathing harshly, feeling her lips stinging just a bit from the hungry passionate kiss that involved a lot of tongues. Her heart was racing, her face flushed as she felt the hard male body pressed against her. She could see the apartment behind him, lavish as expected for where the most eligible bachelor of the city lived.
He was from a wealthy family but had increased the family fortune by a few times in the last few years, making himself a billionaire at 31. He was handsome, confident, charismatic and single. He was also known for his gorgeous female companies, none of whom seemed to last more than a few days to a few weeks at most. Women still seem to throw at him, wishing to be the lucky one to change his mind. More surprisingly some of his ladies seem to return for additional flings knowing it wouldn't last.
She was no different. Gorgeous, proud and confident in her allure. His kiss made her think she had made an impression as she pushed her body against him, feeling his thickened arousal rubbing against her belly, sending a pang of desire between her legs almost making him moan when he hissed against her ear, "I have two rules that you should know".
In the next moment, he was looking at her face, holding her gaze to make sure he had all her attention. "Rule number 1, this is not a date. We are just having fun. But I know you don't believe that. So you can try to change my mind but don't cry if you fail at that. Rune number 2, I don't wear rubber and I can't resist you getting pregnant so". He paused before suddenly asking, "Do you take it in the ass?", the question shocked her too much so that she answered without thinking, "Noo", emphatically. "I'm glad", he said making her take a relieved breath.
"I really like a virgin ass", he said licking his lips making her eyes widen in shock, "as I was saying no pregnancy risk. So no cock in pussy Elizabeth", he gave her a feral smile and used a thumb to tease her full bottom lips. "You are going to milk me, satisfy me with your mouth and that virgin ass of yours", he hissed.
He stepped back letting his eyes roam over her, "but it's your choice. You can leave if you don't agree with my rules".
So who are you? Do you leave or agree to your rules? Since you are DMing me I assume you agree. Let's figure out the rest and have quite a lot of wicked fun and get to know why ladies would even cum back after failing to snare him the first time.
His Onlyfans Empire
It started off as a confidence booster for Alex. The awkward nerd who grew up and realized he was hung but still wasn't comfortable around girls. He started posting faceless nudes and some positive responses led to videos of him jerking off or livestreaming still without a face.
Things took a different turn when a few girls wanted to play with that fat veiny reasonably large cock. The first girl to meet was skilled and eager and they rocked each other's world. The next girl he recorded and was more confident. She cummed her brain out screaming and the video got a lot of views, followed by a lot of requests to either just fuck him or star in a video with him.
And Alex came to learn his special skill ... making girls weak at the knees for his cock and making them whine, whimper and moan for him on camera. His girls started to get sexier and of minor fame until someone reasonably famous (we can decide what that means) slid into his DM. She wanted just a fuck but ended up convinced to record and post after she was punch-drunk on orgasms. And the rest was history.
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So it's the story of a young onlyfans star (who might switch over to his own site) who ends up fucking regular/fairly popular women on screen getting fucked out of their minds and dominated, something they never imagined happening.
That's Outrageous She Said After Hearing His Alternative to an NDA
"That's outrageous", Jessica said her face flushed from not just the outrage but also the indecent proposal she had been given. Christ! She was fucking fifth in her class at Harvard business school, she thought as she took a few deep breaths to calm herself as he suddenly started talking.
"It is but it is also an essential safety net for me and it's your choice. You can leave and you will be paid for the time spent interviewing with me given the usualness of the situation. But I need leverage to ensure your loyalty. You can of course sign an NDA but what's that worth? You will be privy to deals where an insider scoop can net you multiple millions, why would a NDA stop a fresh graduate in such a case? Can I get my losses recouped from you?", he blatantly countered.
It was such a great chance Jessica recalled. The dark skilled middle-aged Arab businessman was still utterly calm and poised which he was known for. Working as his assistant was a lucrative job and not just for the salary or travel but the connection and knowledge one could gain. She knew of his previous assistants who had gone on to do bigger and better things far faster than their peers.
"I on the other hand will sign an NDA of $50M to assure you that your privacy and reputation will remain intact. So Jessica you have two choices", he said looking at her calmly across the gap between their couches. "You can decline the offer, keep everything confidential about the interview and take a check of 25K ... or you can take my offer and accept a job that will set your career. And if you do take my offer we will record the video right here ... and you are going to sexually satisfy me while the camera runs", he said very casually enjoying the shame and rage in the gorgeous beauty wearing a business suit who had been utterly poised a minute or two ago.
And Jessica just sat there eyes wide in shock and shame and tried to decide. We both know what she would choose though right? DM me if you want to write her character and we can discuss details, kinks/limits in DM. I also play in Discord.
Some of my particularly favourite themes are dub-con, corruption, shame, forbidden fruit, prissy/proud female lead, domination, contrast, cheating etc.
Kinks: Anal play is perhaps the biggest specially if it’s her first time and she thinks only whores do it. Deepthroat, facefuck, swallowing, dirty talk, rough sex, orgasms, barebacking, rimming, mirrors, video/photo are some more.
Ideas
Paying a Debt
Dad/Daughter’s Bff/Friends
Stepdad/Stepdaughter Blackmail?
Uncle/Niece for money?
Failed model or B lister Ass for Cash
Manipulative amateur pornographer/College beauties
Celebrity casting couch, #metoo, Blackmail, One night stand etc.
Lesbian straight for pay/favour
Influencer/Celeb - an indecent proposal in Dubai
Bride to Be - Cheating
Prissy woman - Revenge sex with BF's rival/friend etc.
Young career woman - Sex for Money (paying off student loan)
Celeb staring in private sex tape for Money
Celeb/Socialite - Male escort / One night stand with her favourite pornstar.
I tend to enjoy celebrities as faceclaim in my stories even when the characters are not celebrity. A list of some such ladies that I love (no way complete or perfectly ordered) are Natalie Dormer, Katheryn Winnick, Lauren Cohan, Kendall Jenner, Taylor Swift, Amber Heard, Kristen Stewart, Cara Delevingne, Karlie Kloss, Elizabeth Gillies, Jennifer Lawrence, Katie Cassidy, Barbara Palvin, Rosie Huntington Whitely, Lea Seydoux, Addison Rae, Lauren Summer, Charli D'Amelio, Emma Watson, Oliva Wilde, Blake Lively,
Riley Keough, Dakota Johnson, Sonam Kapoor. Deepika Padukone, Anushka Sharma, Ananya Pandey, Alia Bhatt etc.
More names Abbie Cornish, Rachel Taylor, Olivia Munn, Yvonne Strahovski, Viva Bianca, Katrina Law, Violete Beane, Willa Holand, Deborah Ann Woll, Annabella Wallis, Tamsin Egerton, Eva Green, Gillian Anderson, Elizabeth Hurley, Julianne Moore.
Bending Over for the Man You Hate
So my particular weakness is for females who are gorgeous, confident, capable and proud often prissy and uptight which I find just perfect for corruption and taming.
YC (your character) fits that stereotype well. You could be a socialite, an actress known for both her beauty and talent, a high flying career woman, a proud married/engaged late 20s woman, a queen bee in your college, even a gold star lesbian.
Regardless of who you are, right now you are here where you don't wanna be, your beautiful face flushed crimson in outrage and shame, your lips half open as you pant, your plump lips looking a bit swollen adding to your attractiveness, your top pushed down a bit alongside your bra to expose one perfect breast, the nipple erect from chilly air or was it a hint of arousal despite what you told yourself?
Your silky hair wrapped around my fingers and gripped tight something your BF/Fiancee never dared ... you were always in charge whether in bed or out (in the rare cases you do give a blowjob or do you never?). You glare at me angrily even as you couldn't help but look down at the fat veiny protrusion .. my cock that was glistening lewdly with a mix of precum and your very own saliva but just the top half since you were only able to take me that deep. "Fuck", you hissed angrily specially as you see my cocky grin.
And who might I be? Your BF/Fiancee's cocky playboy rival? Perhaps your dad's business rival? The nerd in your class? Your younger stepbrother? Your older fat work colleague you passed over during the last promotion? A perverted middle aged businessman who fancies you? The possibilities are endless.
So what do you think? Can we get the show on the road?
Bride to Be
You can see a pair of beautiful hands, the long fingers with the manicured fingernails digging into the bedsheet. A gorgeous face was seen between the sheets chin pressed against a pillow and framed by lovely but tousled hair. Her teeth were as biting her plump bottom lips as she was unable to restrain herself from making a muffled sound that was a mix of moan and a burst of breath escaped with a hissing sound as her body arched and her eyes almost roll over for a moment.
"Please", was one of the words coming out of her mouth even though her foggy mind wasn't sure what she was asking for. The "God ...", was even more so ... just an expression of being overwhelmed. None who knew her would recognize her at this moment. Alaya Singh was known for her class and always being cool and collected beaming confidence and she was none of that now. The 29 year old was heir to one of the biggest business empires in the country, a business graduate from one of the top universities of the world and anyone who worked with her knew she could have gotten her executive position in her father's company on her own talent if she wanted. And she was set to be married to her father's business partner's older son in slightly more than 24 hours.
A hand came up and fisted her hair, the reason for it looking so tousled and pulled and a powerful thrust jolted her whole body making her shudder and moan with widened eyes she bit the pillow to muffle the noise as she heard the voice of her older sister, "Alaya ... can you wake up, we have work to do". Color crept up her cheek as she blushed from a mix of arousal and shame she turned her face around to look over her shoulder at the young man with a satisfied smirk and hunger on his face as he gave another powerful thrust making her bite her lips and whimper.
She couldn't believe what she was doing as she looked back at her 19 year old brother in law to be. A lanky almost cute young man, the most surprising candidate to break her cool facade, someone who had broken all her boundaries. Someone who had railed her half the night and even now into the morning. Someone who had made her cum like never before. Someone she could still taste in her mouth, someone who was buried balls deep up her tightest hole for the 3rd time since last night and pushing her once again to a gut-wrenching, mild melting orgasm.
Frank's Girls - The First Night
Frank Walters was just a shrewd businessman who made sure his clients were served well. He was in a unique business though. Frank cartered to the very elite of the society, primarily the male demographic. He fulfilled a particular age old need of society, providing gorgeous, sensual available women to the elite for the pleasure of the flesh. But his service was special. His girls were fresh, usually student of college or fresh graduate, intelligent, capable and someone you wouldn't expect in such profession.
They were unexpected and fresh and expensive costing upward of $50,000 per night depending on not just their look but profile (how pristine). And they were offered at most 10 jobs but that was enough to set them them well or pay off the student debt. But people paying that much money wants women who knew what they are doing and that's where Frank's introductory service comes in. He will bet the girl, get to know them and the girl will have to treat Frank as her first client (it will be paid) and Frank will teach her how to satisfy his clientele. And if Frank has to fuck a lot of gorgeous girls in the process well that's the cost of being a solo business owner isn't it?
Frank's Posh Bitches
Frank Walter had been doing a lot of different things over the years now but all of them had been centered around the sordid pleasure of the flesh. At 47 years old the man was short, had a pot belly that showed his age, his arms and legs were strong even if might not look like it, and the hair starting to thin. But the man had a disarming smile and it was hard to believe what he did for a living and it was what made him extra successful in his ventures. Ohh and also the fact that he really knows how to make a woman's body sing regardless of her age, social status or sexual preferences.
The man had worked as a male escort and surprisingly despite his look he had been a popular name in a certain circle of rich wives and socialites. He had run a discrete high end escort agency of young professionals and college girls. He had done low end model photography and often private boudoir shoots and sex tapes. These experiences had now brought him to his latest venture, a daring one in many aspects.
He was musing about all that as he waited in the small but nice looking studio where he was waiting for the gorgeous young beauty who had responded to his flyer and was coming for a so called modelling shoot. He had rented the studio after careful thought ... close enough to Kingston College, the home of the city's elite family's young heirs, a place filled with gorgeous, classy and proud beauties that were his target for his latest venture Frank's Posh Bitches ... a discrete website for his unique brand of sex tape of corrupting gorgeous young beauties. These are not going to be cheap girls or the website advertised. He had enough connection with the city's rich older perverts to get a sizeable deposit for his videos. The promise of exclusive videos of posh girls getting turned into blushing, whimpering bitches in heat got them flocking and now he needed to deliver and Frank knew just how to do it.
He had a small office but the majority of the studio was a brightly lit area for shoots with nice lighting fixtures, a table full of expensive looking DSLR and lenses. A pair of iconic leather couches but they are white, a tripod mounted high end camera recording the couch, racks full of clothing and a nice looking changing area. What the girls wouldn't know that every inch of the studio was covered in hidden cameras including the changing room to record high quality materials to get him a hold over the girl.
Now all his set as he waited in his office leafing through the few photos the girl have sent. He was dressed in comfy slacks and a t-shirt that did nothing to hide his bulky body.
The Hollywood Sex Files
Frank Parker was in a good mood, he always was when one of these special shoot comes up. Frank was an ex janitor who had been snatched by the wicked Hollywood cabal to handle the special assignment of taming Hollywood beauties on screen and he had proven to be particularly skilled at doing it. The short, bulky, pot belly man of 47 was wearing a comfy shorts and t-shirts that did nothing to hide his bulky body or hairy leg, actually highlighting in every way how utterly in contrast he was to the star of today, one Kendall Jenner.
He was waiting in a premium suite in a 5 star hotel and seeing the appointed hour he sent Kendall a message, giving her the room number and instructing her to just come through the door as it will be opened. Frank was sitting on a couch in the living room facing the door and two tripod mounted cameras covered not just the door but the couch opposite of him. He heard a knock on the door and answered, "come on in Kendall", as it opened to show the said lady hiding herself in overcoat, scarf and sunglass.
Frank kept himself sitting a position of power and gave her a smirk. "Lock the door please and come have a seat", he said pointing to couch opposite of him, right at the center coverage of both camera. "Take off the overcoat, scarf and sunglass obviously. You know the routine right I know you have watched similar videos. Introduce yourself and tell us what you are here for Ms. Kendall Jenner".
Obviously open to a ton of celebs. The idea is that for a lot of money and career favour a secret Hollywood group makes some of the biggest name in the world star in shameful, depraved but discrete sex tapes protected behind powerful NDA.
Celeb Meets Pornstar Manuel Ferrara
"So like watching me huh", he said with a casual confidence and smirk, startling Kristen out of her own illicit thought as she stared at him. They seemed to be staying in rooms next to each other and was both in the process of opening the doors. Kristen had rode up the elevator with him, recognizing him in seconds and have been feeling unsettled since then. A little brush of color up her cheek, few stolen glances was all it took it seemed for the guy to realize her dirty little secret. Kristen Stewart, the gorgeous feminist and lesbian actress enjoyed watching hetero porn. Manuel Ferrara, he knew women like watching him, women of all sorts and he knew how to recognize a fan and how to exploit the situation.
Kristen Stewart on the other had lost her poise the moment she was confronted. It was shocking enough to meet the guy she had fingered to last night in the loneliness of her hotel room fucking a girl's brain out but she never expected him to be bold enough to confront Her, Kristen Stewart no less. She just started wide eyed and blushing for a moment before clearing her throat and tried to answer casually, "sorry do I know you." He gave her another cocky smile and replied, "I know a fan when I see one Ms. Stewart", moving dangerously close. "When was the last time you came to my video", he hissed delivering another bold line and her expression confirmed that she had done that. The thought of Kristen Stewart fingering to his video made even the experienced male's arousal flare and he could feel himself straining against his suit pants.
He grabbed her next before she could respond and tugged, "you should come inside and see it up close for real", he whispered in a husky lust filled voice enticing the shocked, blushing and aroused actress.
Ruined Elegance - Corrupting the Prissy Bitch
"Fuck", you whimpered. "Please", nobody perhaps ever heard such a whining sound from you as your fingers gripped the white satin sheet bunching up the fabric as I pressed harder. Your body tries to lean forward yet the tight fist of your hair restrains you as did the fingers digging into your hip. The hand rose up to give a quick slap that made you whip your face backward in a shocked glare yet you said nothing as I growled, "Hold... steady" and pushed harder. The lubed flared knob looking impossibly large against the tight little ring was resisted for a moment, almost slipping before it pushed through. I shuddered as the exquisite tightness milked me and you whimpered. Your whole body went tight from the forbidden penetration as you hissed, "Fuck", once again.
"Just like that", I hissed in satisfaction, hand moving from hip to caress your ass, and lower back and you can see the satisfied smirk in the mirror as our gaze held for a moment before you look way blushing in shame. "Just as you promised ... just like a good girl", I said in satisfaction as I thrust shoving 2/3 more inches inside you as I start to make your cherry hole mine.
In a few moments after a few slow yet powerful thrusts my balls hit your pussy lips and I growled, "Balls deep in Elizabeth Morris's ass ... life's good."
So what's happening here? Obviously a gorgeous, proud and confident woman ... a prissy feminist perhaps is getting her virgin ass split open by someone she finds beneath her. Someone who found a chance to make her agree to give up her last cherry hole. It's most likely a dub-con story ranging from blackmail, work favour or a lost bet. Regardless she is ashamed and furious and unable to escape the lewd fuck visited upon her.
Her elegant classy look is about to be ruined by someone she hates. Btw. I don't like overly messy gonzo fuck. Everything will still be sensual despite kinkiness and she will look more rumpled than destroyed.
Lori and Lisa, The tale of two redheaded twins
Lori and Lisa were my neighbors in the new gated community that I moved to 2 months ago. I'm 42 year old independently wealthy IT consultant who worked from home most of the time. I enjoyed the charming quietness despite the people being a little prissy for my taste.
And the girls, 21 year old college beauties were gorgeous. Tall and lithe but with curves in the right places, auburn hair that was just a delight ... easy to recognize with slightly different hairstyles, they were just temptation incarnate. And while I had my connections and enough women came back to my home after dinner for a bed-breaking night for me to be sated their appeal nevertheless remained.
What I didn't expect was that beauties who were known to give cold shoulders to college boys had a crush on me, both of them. And it was the decision to who should pursue me that had gotten them stuck until the brilliant idea hit them. They should let me choose. And I just know the best way to choose.
It's a little silly perhaps and inspired by a literotica story with a whole different context but I couldn't forget the pair of gorgeous redhead twins with a crush on an older man. And I have always wanted to play this. I'm open to all sorts of variations of the male character. He could be a goodie two-shoe, someone their mom's dating and invoking jealousy, or could be secretly an erotic novel writer who is the girl's favorite, etc.
Emma Watson's Shame
Emma took the stage amidst the applause and sat opposite the interviewer. The well-known female host gave her a big smile and asked, "I just heard some pretty credible rumor that you have signed a big contract for a potentially set of big-budget films with a very capable female lead, with a female power angle, almost as big an influence as the WW had been, is that true?". Emma smiled back, "I cannot confirm anything yet but I must say I am hoping for some really good things to come out soon."
Emma squirmed a little as the interviewer congratulated her, involuntarily tightening herself around the foreign invasion and almost gasping. She managed to calm herself at the last moment but couldn't help but have a flashback of the moment of signing the deal. She was pressed down against the huge desk with the contract waiting to be signed by him, the weight of the man trapping her as he thrust into her hard, jolting her body with each one making her erect nipples scrape against the desktop. Watching herself in the mirror, her face flushed in shame and even more shameful arousal, the wet sound of the cock going in and out, lubed by his earlier two fucking of Emma Watson's virgin ass and those huge balls slapping against her drooling smoothly waxed pussy lips. The pervert panted and grunted hoarsely saying what an exquisitely tight milking ass she has, the perfect anal whore he called her... as the rabid thrust pushed Emma towards a shameful assgasm ... and the drug he had used on her held her right there at the edge whimpering and even begging without a release.
And now she sat there being interviewed as not just an actress but as a feminist activist squirming in her hot seat with an ass full of cum plugged tight with a plug that had his initial and lacy pantie that was soaked with her denied orgasm making her worry if she would leave a stain.
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Basically how Emma Watson (potentially open to some other classy/prissy/clean reputation celeb) was made to lewdly submit to the advance of a powerful Hollywood media mogul/producer for the next phase of her career. The roleplay would obviously start when they actually met and this scene is halfway into the play.
The Two Rules of the Most Eligible Bachelor in the City
She was pressed against the wall right beside the door of the apartment and was breathing harshly, feeling her lips stinging just a bit from the hungry passionate kiss that involved a lot of tongues. Her heart was racing, her face flushed as she felt the hard male body pressed against her. She could see the apartment behind him, lavish as expected for where the most eligible bachelor of the city lived.
He was from a wealthy family but had increased the family fortune by a few times in the last few years, making himself a billionaire at 31. He was handsome, confident, charismatic and single. He was also known for his gorgeous female companies, none of whom seemed to last more than a few days to a few weeks at most. Women still seem to throw at him, wishing to be the lucky one to change his mind. More surprisingly some of his ladies seem to return for additional flings knowing it wouldn't last.
She was no different. Gorgeous, proud and confident in her allure. His kiss made her think she had made an impression as she pushed her body against him, feeling his thickened arousal rubbing against her belly, sending a pang of desire between her legs almost making him moan when he hissed against her ear, "I have two rules that you should know".
In the next moment, he was looking at her face, holding her gaze to make sure he had all her attention. "Rule number 1, this is not a date. We are just having fun. But I know you don't believe that. So you can try to change my mind but don't cry if you fail at that. Rune number 2, I don't wear rubber and I can't resist you getting pregnant so". He paused before suddenly asking, "Do you take it in the ass?", the question shocked her too much so that she answered without thinking, "Noo", emphatically. "I'm glad", he said making her take a relieved breath.
"I really like a virgin ass", he said licking his lips making her eyes widen in shock, "as I was saying no pregnancy risk. So no cock in pussy Elizabeth", he gave her a feral smile and used a thumb to tease her full bottom lips. "You are going to milk me, satisfy me with your mouth and that virgin ass of yours", he hissed.
He stepped back letting his eyes roam over her, "but it's your choice. You can leave if you don't agree with my rules".
So who are you? Do you leave or agree to your rules? Since you are DMing me I assume you agree. Let's figure out the rest and have quite a lot of wicked fun and get to know why ladies would even cum back after failing to snare him the first time.
His Onlyfans Empire
It started off as a confidence booster for Alex. The awkward nerd who grew up and realized he was hung but still wasn't comfortable around girls. He started posting faceless nudes and some positive responses led to videos of him jerking off or livestreaming still without a face.
Things took a different turn when a few girls wanted to play with that fat veiny reasonably large cock. The first girl to meet was skilled and eager and they rocked each other's world. The next girl he recorded and was more confident. She cummed her brain out screaming and the video got a lot of views, followed by a lot of requests to either just fuck him or star in a video with him.
And Alex came to learn his special skill ... making girls weak at the knees for his cock and making them whine, whimper and moan for him on camera. His girls started to get sexier and of minor fame until someone reasonably famous (we can decide what that means) slid into his DM. She wanted just a fuck but ended up convinced to record and post after she was punch-drunk on orgasms. And the rest was history.
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So it's the story of a young onlyfans star (who might switch over to his own site) who ends up fucking regular/fairly popular women on screen getting fucked out of their minds and dominated, something they never imagined happening.
That's Outrageous She Said After Hearing His Alternative to an NDA
"That's outrageous", Jessica said her face flushed from not just the outrage but also the indecent proposal she had been given. Christ! She was fucking fifth in her class at Harvard business school, she thought as she took a few deep breaths to calm herself as he suddenly started talking.
"It is but it is also an essential safety net for me and it's your choice. You can leave and you will be paid for the time spent interviewing with me given the usualness of the situation. But I need leverage to ensure your loyalty. You can of course sign an NDA but what's that worth? You will be privy to deals where an insider scoop can net you multiple millions, why would a NDA stop a fresh graduate in such a case? Can I get my losses recouped from you?", he blatantly countered.
It was such a great chance Jessica recalled. The dark skilled middle-aged Arab businessman was still utterly calm and poised which he was known for. Working as his assistant was a lucrative job and not just for the salary or travel but the connection and knowledge one could gain. She knew of his previous assistants who had gone on to do bigger and better things far faster than their peers.
"I on the other hand will sign an NDA of $50M to assure you that your privacy and reputation will remain intact. So Jessica you have two choices", he said looking at her calmly across the gap between their couches. "You can decline the offer, keep everything confidential about the interview and take a check of 25K ... or you can take my offer and accept a job that will set your career. And if you do take my offer we will record the video right here ... and you are going to sexually satisfy me while the camera runs", he said very casually enjoying the shame and rage in the gorgeous beauty wearing a business suit who had been utterly poised a minute or two ago.
And Jessica just sat there eyes wide in shock and shame and tried to decide. We both know what she would choose though right? DM me if you want to write her character and we can discuss details, kinks/limits in DM. I also play in Discord.
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