(Bisexual dom male for subs) Nice friendly predator on the prowl

JacksonR

Meteorite
Joined
Aug 26, 2023


Basics:
2-4 posts/week
3rd person/Past tense preferred
Regular Communication
Main characters: Older dominant male


Kinks:
Like:
Protective/caretaker
Affection
Sadism
Humiliation (can be light or extreme)
Dirty talk
Multiple doms
Modern/Low Fantasy/(Post) Apocalypse
Misogyny
Kissing
Female/Femboy/Transexuals

Dislike:
Most Fandoms/anime
Femdom
Electric Play
Toys, most of the time
Giving oral sex (can RP it fine, but rarely from my MC)
Furries
Chubby/mean subs
Hyper anything





"Suck it, baby." His voice was guttural, thick with pleasure.

Her mouth closed on him, enveloping him in the wet heat of her mouth. At the first suckling sensation he nearly shot out of the chair.

"Holy shit, you're a hot little whore, aren't you?" The tone of gentle affection made the rude term easier for her to take. "Suck it hard, slut. So good...."

He felt her flinch at the terms he so casually threw at her, but his firm grip on her soft damp hair kept her working bobbing that pretty little head up and down his pulsing length. The fact she didn't like the words he used for her but so meekly accepted them made him even harder. It was a gentle humiliation he adored inflicting on young virgins. He liked the pale pink flushes, the way the blushes reached the tops of their breasts. The guilty look of shame that would flicker in their eyes even as they screamed with the pleasure he gave them. He would the first to take and use young Ella, but there would be more. So many, many more. He would be the first to enjoy her tight little soft body, but after him she would spread her legs again and again for men who would lay on top of her, grunting out their pleasure as they impaled her. Perhaps in a couple weeks he would come back and watch her being fucked by others. The thought of watching her service another man when he was the first to introduce her to this new life nearly made him cum right down her throat then and there.

Yes...he would make arrangements with Irene. He would watch this sweet little whore's debauchement over the next few months. Watch it? Hell, he would fucking arrange it! He had the extra money, and Irene would do anything for an extra dollar...well...Irene would make her girls do anything for an extra dollar.

"Such a good girl...." He crooned down at her, smiling at that pitiful look of pleasure that flickered in her eyes at the praise.
 
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Plots:

Hell is real. And there is a lake of fire and brimstone. A few, actually. But Hell is also a city, a massive gray granite city of enslaved human souls and their overlord demons. The stronger the demon, the more enslaved souls he - or she - calls their own.

For the enslaved human souls - endless misery. For the overlords - luxury, power, and political intrigue. A constant power struggle pulses amongst the demons, a fight for souls and power.

A prophecy speaks of ultimate power – even over Lucifer himself - to the demon who falls in love with a human. A willing, living human. A human with whom the demon creates a child. A half demon, half human child. Many demons have tried - but either they failed at finding a live, willing human they love...or they failed at creating a child.

Philotanus is already a powerful demon, a member of the second ring of demons under Lucifer himself. Philotanus has never cared about the prophecy...not until he happens to see a pretty young human female he is instantly smitten with. The problem? She is on the other team. A devout Christian girl. A preacher's daughter attending a Christian college.

Philotanus has his work cut out for him, but he has plans.

This will be a slow start of an RP, but not quite as slow as you think. One of his gifts is the ability to influence dreams.

Alternate Universe: Modern clothing, medieval tech/weaponry, violent city-states/kingdoms run by warlords whose word is law, female preferred. People who live outside those city-states are vulnerable, easily picked off, and just trying to survive. Fortunately your family lives in one of the largest, most stable city-states. One run by MC who has implemented the rule of law - law that protects normal citizens from those in authority, effectively limiting himself somewhat. They are basic laws but they have made his city-state wildly successful, and made him very powerful indeed. Your character grows up in this safety and stability - and one day by chance MC sees her and is instantly obsessed. He cannot just seize her without violating his own laws and causing an uproar in his little kingdom. Somehow he must arrange things to where he gains guardianship of her (I have devious plans already for this). Once he has her, it is not over of course. There will be intrigue and betrayal and all sorts of nefarious things happening. She will become a weakness he has never had before.

MC = vampire, and not the sparkly kind. The torture and kill any and all in the pursuit of power kind. He is a vicious bastard who hates everyone. Not sure if you have read any Kresley Cole books, but in her paranormal world (if I remember right, it's been awhile) vampires have no sexual interest in anything until they meet "THE ONE" that gives them a permanent hardon. YC is "THE ONE" and MC is pissed about it. Because YC is human, and humans are gross little soft things that MC despises. Now he craves her - and hates himself for it. And her too, of course. For her he has a toxic slurry of emotions - hatred, love, protective, resentment, repulsion, lust, etc. Eventually I see him turning her despite the risk of that being fatal to her. He will have to though - he has a lot of enemies, and she is far too fragile as a human. I think it would be absolutely hilarious if my wealthy, blue-blood vampire ended up with a trailer park trash/swamp rat of a human for his "beloved".

MC - experienced sadistic dominant who has a good reputation within the local BDSM world. But he has secret fantasies that go far beyond where he has ever allowed himself to go. Then again, he has never been presented with such a tempting opportunity before. YC is young, sweet, so eager to experience submission. All stars in her eyes, so anxious to obey. Mouthwatering, really. More importantly - she is alone. For whatever reason, she is alone and has been for awhile. A graduate of the tender mercies of the foster care system. Fortunate in not having been abused terribly badly - and no sexual abuse at all. But she is so starved for love and affection. Delivering herself up to him in a sweet little package of nervousness and anxiety and desperation. Of course he will guide her. He will take her in hand and ever so slowly inch her along a path of destruction. He will take her to places she never thought she would be. Bent over a table in the back of a dark bar, being fucked by a line of drunken laughing men while he sits across from her and smiles, telling her what a good girl she is being. Yes, she is consenting....but is she really? This wouldn't be outright non-consent. But it will definitely be manipulation, abuse of power, etc.

Low Fantasy/Medieval. Though he was an honorable knight, fiercely loyal to his King, and obedient to the Church law if not a great believer, Lord Hugh De'Shane was known by most of the kingdom as "The Beast" Ten years ago, still a young knight at the age of 26, he was in the right place at the right time and saved the king's only son in a fire, managing to burn half his face while doing so. His scarred visage combined with his fierce fighting ability earned him the tile of "The Beast". Lord High refused all the rewards the King offered except for the gift of twenty knights. Lord Hugh took those knights and trained them under his own merciless hand, and then took them to war.

They were wildly successful. So much so other landless and unbound knights swore their oaths to Lord Hugh, and eventually he was the leader of the most feared fighting band throughout the kingdom. No innocent could claim injury from the Beast or his men, but many a villain and enemy of the King fell under their swords. The King could always depend on Hugh to ride and fight for him.

So it was only natural that when the border erupted in bloody raiding and warring and the Lord of the major border castle died in a battle alongside his son, the desperate King turned to the one man he could always depend on. He gifted his favorite Lord with the castle and the attached village. The only requirement -- and it WAS a requirement, was to marry the dead Lord's young daughter, who was to be fetched from the nunnery she had been in since a child.

The Beast did not want to marry. He was tired of women gasping and crying in fright at the sight of his scarred face. He did not want to see fear in the eyes of his wife every day. But nor could he deny his King.
 
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