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DumbstruckERP
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Hi,
Thank you for taking the time to click in and have a go at reading my post. Below you'll find my current plots! I usually write a smut/story-ratio of 70/30 , using story to drive mostly smut, I'm on here to write erotic roleplaying after all and not get better as a writer in all. But... I do need some story to make sure that I stay locked-in. This is of course flexible for me as well, nothing is ever set in stone.
Onwards to the fun part...
Open anyone playing: Female, futa or femboy
Joseph stood in the modern changing room and curiously looking at his provided package of clothing. He wasn't alone, there was four other men in there with him. They were all lit up by the soft and warm light of the overhead spotlights as they shed clothing and curiously opened their respective packaging as they glanced at each other with small smirks. They all knew why they were there, they'd all signed up as chasers for this month's chase. To Joseph, most of them were probably like him a family man with a taste for something that couldn't be found at home, and therefore they were part of The Chase.
The chase, as it was known, is an event for those who are trusted to be invited. It is not marketed but spread through word of mouth. But, only to those who are trusted to keep the secrets of the event. It's not illegal, and the organisers are all very much caring about the integrity and well-being of the attendees, but it is a delicate event. The chase is a fetish event. Men and women sign up as either chasers or escapees, kind of like an adult escape-room and then they sign a couple of forms that said some of your personal integrity wasn't that important to you. You entered your safeword that could be screamed out for the observers to pull you out, and you were taught the taping signal if you weren't able to speak. The chase took place in a large warehouse that was very unseeming to anyone looking out and the interior had a multiple different environments - a small fake town, a hotel floor of rooms and corridors, a hospital wing and something that looked like a maintenance tunnel of a power station. Through all of these environments, the escapees were chased by the chasers and if they were caught - well... That was why you signed the papers and why you came. You came because you wanted the thrill of being chased by someone who wanted you. Wanted you bad.
Joseph opened the case of clothing. It was all very neatly folded with silk paper around each item that was embossed with a green wax seal. 'Fancy.' Joseph thought to himself. A the very top lay the mask, every chaser wore one that made them anonymous and slightly "scarier" to come across. Joseph smiled at the lower half of a skull that greeted him. He'd be a skeleton it seemed. The other clothes featured a pair of nice black cargo pants, a black tank-top and leather thin leather gloves and a pair of nice boots, all fit to his size and shape.
Among the five men who assembled and now dressed in to their clothing was a common theme. They were all well-muscled and large. The shortest being six feet where Joseph just managed to beat him out by two inches. There were different ethnicities. Joseph was the only Caucasian this time. He raked a hand through his blonde hair and scratched at his short stubble of a beard as he looked himself over in the mirror. He looked dangerous, his smirk was hidden behind the mask.
Eventually, the five of them stood in the assembly room that led into The Chase proper. The five of them stood in their masks: the skeleton, the devil, the hound, the oni and the blank. "This will be fun.", the hound chuckled out as the doors opened to welcome the escapees and one of the observers that were to start the Chase off. Joseph couldn't wait as he saw the escapees enter, and one of them was a real beauty to him.
With all that written, said and done. I hope to hear from you and look forward to write some fun and engaging roleplays!
Dumbstruck
Thank you for taking the time to click in and have a go at reading my post. Below you'll find my current plots! I usually write a smut/story-ratio of 70/30 , using story to drive mostly smut, I'm on here to write erotic roleplaying after all and not get better as a writer in all. But... I do need some story to make sure that I stay locked-in. This is of course flexible for me as well, nothing is ever set in stone.
Onwards to the fun part...
Current favourite plot
The skeleton chase
Tags: CNC, Implied cheating, Rough, Masked LoverOpen anyone playing: Female, futa or femboy
Joseph stood in the modern changing room and curiously looking at his provided package of clothing. He wasn't alone, there was four other men in there with him. They were all lit up by the soft and warm light of the overhead spotlights as they shed clothing and curiously opened their respective packaging as they glanced at each other with small smirks. They all knew why they were there, they'd all signed up as chasers for this month's chase. To Joseph, most of them were probably like him a family man with a taste for something that couldn't be found at home, and therefore they were part of The Chase.
The chase, as it was known, is an event for those who are trusted to be invited. It is not marketed but spread through word of mouth. But, only to those who are trusted to keep the secrets of the event. It's not illegal, and the organisers are all very much caring about the integrity and well-being of the attendees, but it is a delicate event. The chase is a fetish event. Men and women sign up as either chasers or escapees, kind of like an adult escape-room and then they sign a couple of forms that said some of your personal integrity wasn't that important to you. You entered your safeword that could be screamed out for the observers to pull you out, and you were taught the taping signal if you weren't able to speak. The chase took place in a large warehouse that was very unseeming to anyone looking out and the interior had a multiple different environments - a small fake town, a hotel floor of rooms and corridors, a hospital wing and something that looked like a maintenance tunnel of a power station. Through all of these environments, the escapees were chased by the chasers and if they were caught - well... That was why you signed the papers and why you came. You came because you wanted the thrill of being chased by someone who wanted you. Wanted you bad.
Joseph opened the case of clothing. It was all very neatly folded with silk paper around each item that was embossed with a green wax seal. 'Fancy.' Joseph thought to himself. A the very top lay the mask, every chaser wore one that made them anonymous and slightly "scarier" to come across. Joseph smiled at the lower half of a skull that greeted him. He'd be a skeleton it seemed. The other clothes featured a pair of nice black cargo pants, a black tank-top and leather thin leather gloves and a pair of nice boots, all fit to his size and shape.
Among the five men who assembled and now dressed in to their clothing was a common theme. They were all well-muscled and large. The shortest being six feet where Joseph just managed to beat him out by two inches. There were different ethnicities. Joseph was the only Caucasian this time. He raked a hand through his blonde hair and scratched at his short stubble of a beard as he looked himself over in the mirror. He looked dangerous, his smirk was hidden behind the mask.
Eventually, the five of them stood in the assembly room that led into The Chase proper. The five of them stood in their masks: the skeleton, the devil, the hound, the oni and the blank. "This will be fun.", the hound chuckled out as the doors opened to welcome the escapees and one of the observers that were to start the Chase off. Joseph couldn't wait as he saw the escapees enter, and one of them was a real beauty to him.
Previous plots
The university jocks' secret
"Shut up, I don't want anyone to see us!". Truer words have never been spoken in a story that deals with opposites that attract. The jock of the university has found a partner that they love to "hang out with". It's just that they can't be seen with that partner, I mean what would all the other people in the school say? Your character is a loser after all. That doesn't stop your attractive jock of a partner to keep asking to "hang out" which, your character has to admit, they love. There is something about having an avilable himbo of a man there to take you to cloud nine whenever you want. It turns out he is just as dirty-minded and kinky as you, but hasn't found any like-minded individual among the popular crowd.The new neighbour
You're character is established in the neighborhood, be that in the apartment complex, the lush suburbs or in the drowsy seaside town. The domicile next door has been vacant for quite some time, but one day there is a moving truck outside. Working in a by now slightly sweated-through t-shirt and a pair of jeans is an athletically muscled blonde man wrangling furniture inside. Actually, quite musclebound, and handsome. He catches your character's eye, gives a wink, a smile and continues with the move-in. There was something in his eye, something that gave you a premonition that this man, he's up to no good in the best kind of way.~Kinks and likes~
So so many. F-list. But I will list some below.With all that written, said and done. I hope to hear from you and look forward to write some fun and engaging roleplays!
Dumbstruck
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