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Amberyn

Meteorite
Joined
May 16, 2025
Location
UK
Update: New plots added!

Hello!
I'm a 30-something female role player looking for someone to play a male Master character to my female character. I've multiple decades of experience, and I'm looking for one-on-one RP with a male role player over 21—ideally, a few paragraphs per post. I currently have a lot of free time, but this could change if RL gets in the way. I need an RP partner who can be patient for replies if/when needed. I'm in the UK, so please be aware that I'm probably in a different time zone.

I'm specifically looking for a dominant male character who enslaves my character forcefully. I play bisexual slaves who range from obedient submissives to fighters. Every character has a backstory and is tailored for each RP.

Dub con or non-con, no happy ever after, forced nudity, collars (leather, tight, non-choking), leashes, restraints, handcuffs, hands behind back, slave positions, caging, branding, tattoos, bondage (any and all, the more creative the better), gangbangs, anal, anal training, double penetration, humiliation (including public), being reminded of enslavement, Master not Sir, gags (all), sex toys, bondage equipment, skimpy/slutty clothing (latex, leather, lingerie), thigh-high boots, piercings (nipples and labia), piercings used in bondage, nipple clamps, universes where slavery is normal, women as slaves, crawling, kneeling.

Nos:
Unrealistic body parts/cum, scat, gore, death, permanent disfigurment, disabilities, furries, drugging/drug use, mind control, after care, love, everyday life, pregnancy (threat of pregnancy is fine).

My full list of kinks and no's is here: F-list


PLEASE NOTE
  • PMs only.
  • I'm not interested in slow burn or aftercare (outside of keeping her alive and healthy).
  • No requested celebrity face claims - I use art and celebrity face claims, but I choose them.
  • I love having my character interact with multiple characters (other Masters and slaves), but I prefer to mostly play one character myself. I don't mind playing other female slaves in scenes with my characters as the RP develops.
  • I don't have Discord.
  • I'm looking for an experienced partner who posts in the third person and in multiple paragraphs (2 minimum).
  • I like sex based world-building.
  • OOC chatter for plotting only - but please be aware that I like an element of surprise in my roleplays, so please be prepared to take some initiative :)
  • I will speak up if I am not enjoying the experience.
  • I don't mind waiting for replies, but please only contact me if you have time to RP now.
  • Read my kinks list BEFORE messaging me - F-list - Warning

IDEAS

Some ideas include a 'starter' roleplay post. Please approach me OOCly to flesh things out. Images are inspiration and can be changed.

Fantasy Idea #1 (NSFW image):

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Idea Summary:


Set in a world where two empires vie for control, one patriarchal and one matriarchal. MC, Kaylin Delacourt, is a noble in the Emperor's court. He invaded her homeland when she was a child, publicly raping her mother with her father watching before executing them both. She was brought to court when she turned 18, paraded around as a reminder of what happened to those who opposed the Emperor. At an event, she makes eye contact with a handsome stranger across a room, flirting a little with him. She is shocked when someone calls him 'Your Highness', and when he turns to answer, she sees the scar on his neck. Realising he is the Emperor's son, known as The Warrior, a violent conqueror who leads the Imperial army, she runs, hiding from him until he leaves the city.

He is gone for two years, but rumours reach her that he is using women who look like her. Kaylin also finds herself being followed on occasion as he keeps tabs on her. Meanwhile, Kaylin meets and falls in love with a man called Bryant. She doesn't know that he is using her to access the Court and is really the bastard son of the Empress. He is a known assassin and is working with the rebels. He does fall for her as well, and she becomes a liability.

One night, he appears in her room having just killed the youngest son of the Emperor, the Courtier. The Emperor has four sons: The Warrior, The Whisperer (his spymaster), The Torturer (a nasty man with sick tastes), and the Courtier, just shy of 18 years. They are interrupted by the Whisperer and Imperial soldiers, and the Whisperer delights in informing her about Bryant's real identity. One of the rebels betrayed him, and she is now shackled and gagged, awaiting the Warrior...

(More details in the roleplay scene below.)

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OOC details:



I'm looking for a writing partner who can help expand the fantasy world described in the introduction below. The Warrior is the character I am looking for someone to play. As described, he is the eldest son of the Emperor, and like his father, he is a conqueror. He has a history of pillaging, rape and violence. This is very much a non-con plot, with it eventually turning into dub-con. It would be great to have a partner who would also like to play the other brothers at some point, but it isn't a requirement. The Warrior spends a lot of time on the road with soldiers, dealing with uprisings, or conquering new lands. I am looking for MC to be used in these circumstances, shared with others, and used in public. Someone who can come up with creative scenarios would be great.

Starter:


Kaylin (MC) had been reading in bed when she heard a noise in her living quarters. Picking up the dagger at the side of her bed, she carefully placed the book on the bed. As the noise grew louder, she began to move towards the sound, dagger at the ready. As she glanced around the corner into the parlour, she held the dagger ready. With a sigh of relief, Kaylin lowered the weapon as she recognised the intruder.

"Bryant?! What are you doing here?!"

He didn't answer her immediately, continuing to rummage through her bookshelf before turning to her with a distracted look on his face.

"The book, where is it?"

"What book?"

"The one I gave you."

There was something off about him, something desperate. "It's in my room," she replied, trailing after him as he headed for her bedroom. Before he could start tearing that apart too, she grabbed his arm, pulling him around to face her.

"Stop, Bryant! Please just tell me what is going on."

He met her eyes, a dark look in his face that made her shrink back. "The Courtier is dead."

Gaping, she released him. "What?!"

He hefted the book in one hand and turned back to her. "We got word that the Warrior (YC) was back in town and was meeting someone in the Market District tonight. It turned out to be the Courtier." He shrugged, "It was too good an opportunity to miss."

Kaylin continued to stare at her lover. This wasn't the Bryant she knew, he didn't talk about death so casually. He had found a bag somewhere and was starting to fill it with some of her belongings. "We need to go now. Get you out of town before..."

Before she could reply, there was a loud crash as the door of her quarters was breached. Cursing, Bryant grabbed her arm and pulled her in the direction of the open window he had used. Kaylin was alarmed to see black clothed figures climbing in, the elite guard of The Whisperer. They were surrounded. As Bryant took on the guards by the window, Kaylin turned to find a royal guard coming for her. Slipping to one side, she brought her dagger up and sliced along his arm. They hadn't expected her to be armed, and for a few moments, she held her own.
A glance in Bryant's direction showed that he was fighting off several attackers and appeared to be winning. It cost her, though, and she collapsed forward onto her knees as someone kicked at the back of her legs. A thin stiletto blade appeared against her throat, and she froze.

"Drop it," a charming voice whispered in her ear, a hand wrapping in her hair and tugging when she hesitated. She dropped it with a loud thud, her eyes trying to find Bryant in the chaos.

The pressure didn't ease up as she watched Bryant struggling against multiple men, with more piling on.

"Stop or she's dead."

Abruptly, Bryant stopped, looking to the owner of the voice, his eyes flicking to Kaylin. He hesitated, and she felt the knife press harder against her skin. She knew her captive would do it. The Whisperer was not known for his mercy. Conceding, Bryant dropped his weapons and knelt, hands in the air. The guards were on him in an instant, pushing him onto his stomach and shackling his hands behind his back. Kaylin felt the grip on her hair release, the knife moving away as she was handed off to a guard.

She watched as the Whisperer swanned into view, a slender figure with a piercing stare that unnerved everyone. He was handsome, just like his father and brothers, and he delivered a savage kick to Bryant's side before grabbing his hair to lift his head. Crouching down, he peered at him as Bryant glared back.

"Well, well, if it isn't Asher Bryr. Bastard Son of Empress Aleena and infamous assassin." Elric, The Whisperer, announced before releasing Bryant's head and looking at the guards. "Search him."

Turning back to Kaylin, he grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him.

"And in Lady Kaylin Delacourt's rooms, no less," he said, "That's treason, my Lady."

Cold flooded her. She had been four year's old when the Emperor had conquered her kingdom, publicly raping and murdering her mother in front of her father before executing him. They were an example for anyone else who decided to fight him, and many other lands had surrendered to the Emperor rather than suffer the same fate. The Empire had grown, and with it the slave industry. Rather than putting prisoners to death, they were often enslaved. It was this fate that now befell Kaylin, and she looked at her lover, anger merging with fear as he met her gaze with attempted indifference. There was something else lurking behind his eyes, and Kaylin realised it was an apology. He had used her, but apparently, it hadn't all been a lie; he still cared for her.

The Whisperer noticed and winced in mock sympathy. "Oh, no, you didn't know? He's been contorting with rebels, too. I wonder what else he didn't tell you."

Kaylin said nothing, eyes closing to avoid looking at him. His anger was barely contained, swirling beneath the surface. The Whisperer only showed the emotions he wanted, but his younger brother had just been murdered, and Kaylin was partially to blame. She had unwittingly given Bryant access to court, and he had used it to help the rebels. While she held no love for the Emperor's court, having been forced to participate from the age of 18, Kaylin had kept her head down, not wishing to gain the Imperial family's attention.

That had failed two years ago when she had met the gaze of a handsome stranger across a room. Kaylin had looked on in horror as someone approached him, calling him "Your Highness". Only as he turned did she see the scar on his neck. Ducking out of sight, she had fled, but it was too late; she had caught The Warrior's attention.

The eldest son of the Emperor, he was the leader of his father's armies. He conquered lands, massacring and pillaging as he went. He was known for his cruelty, especially towards women, his appetite insatiable, and many stories were told of the spectacles he put on in public. Kaylin had been saved by a rebel uprising, the Warrior left that night and had not returned to the Capital since. Rumours reached the court that he had taken a penchant for a certain type of woman; women who matched her appearance. Duty-bound, the Warrior would not leave his post, but every so often, Kaylin swore she was being followed. He was keeping tabs on her.

A squeeze of the Whisperer's fingers made her reopen her eyes. "My brother is dead," he snarled, spittle hitting her face, "I should turn you over to Arawn and let him play with you..." He paused to enjoy her look of horror as he named the fourth brother, the Emperor's torturer known simply as The Torturer. Just like his other brothers, he had a reputation that preceded him and

"But..." He drew out the word. "It seems that my brother has a prior claim on you. He'll be here shortly."

He released her chin, leaving finger marks behind, the gleam in his eyes showing that he was going to enjoy this very much. Shocked to her core, she stared at him as he gave the order for her to be shackled and gagged before turning his attention to Bryant. Her lover had heard everything and was putting up some fight at the thought of her falling into the Warrior's hands, something he had tried to prevent.

Fantasy Idea #2 (NSFW image):

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Idea Summary:


The Queen, Amberlyn Delafonte (MC), is approached by a hooded stranger. She is told that a group of children and their teacher have gone missing while on a trip, and her husband's enemy (YC) is responsible. Their fate depends on her; if she submits to him, they will be released without harm. When she calls him a liar, he tells her that a rider is just arriving with the news. The stranger leaves her, telling her further instructions will follow.

She receives them the next day. The royal couple have a scheduled visit away from the palace, staying overnight before travelling back. A letter tells her to leave during the night and meet YC at a designated location -alone. Once there, she is to kneel at his feet.

OOC details:


YC can be a rival lord, general, leader of a rebel group, King of another nation or anything else you can think of. Maybe the King's brother/relative? The King and Queen married for love, and it's believed that her betrayal will break him.

The missing kids can be substituted for another threat, anything that will make her hand herself in and submit to anything. This is a non-con plot resulting in her being enslaved by YC.

Starter:

Amber closed the door behind her with a sigh, laying her head against the wood. As much as she loved her husband, there were times when she wished she had not fallen in love with the heir to the throne. Some meetings just dragged on and on, and if she heard one more petty dispute about animals, she was going to scream. She had pardoned herself before it got that far, taking a short break. Turning to face the room, she frowned as she noticed she wasn't alone. A hooded stranger was looking out of the window. No one should have been in this room, not even a servant.

"Who are you?" she asked, stepping towards the figure, "How did you get in here?!"

The figure ignored her questions, continuing to stare out at the palace grounds. "A group of children and their teacher were visiting temple ruins near the border. They are missing."

The voice was male, and the Queen came to a halt a foot away from him. Dread settled in her stomach. "What do you mean, missing?"

This time, the man turned, his hood kept most of his face in shadow, but she could see his lips quirk up in a smirk. "They were taken. Their lives are in your hands."

Striding forward, she grabbed him by the throat, pushing him against the wall. He laughed as her face twisted in fury, even as he winced as her grip tightened. "Speak. Now."

"He will release them if you go to him." She released him in surprise, backing away as he rubbed his throat. Amber didn't need him to name the perpetrator, there was only one 'He' who would dare to demand her as the price for their release. The man continued, "Anything could happen to those poor children..."

She felt sick at his implication, knowing it was true. Death would be a mercy, but their enemy was a known slaver. "You're disgusting," she whispered, "You work for a monster."

The man just shrugged, "He will contact you to arrange your surrender." He moved past her, leaving the room with a casualness that chilled her.

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A week later, she received a note with details. Amber was due to accompany the King to an estate for a hunting trip. On the first night, she would slip away at a specified time, the guards would be distracted, and a horse would be saddled and ready in the stables. A mile away at a crossroads, He would be waiting. She was to tell no one, to come alone. He expected her to strip in front of him and kneel at his feet, submitting herself willingly.

She agonised over the decision, but as the hunting trip got closer, she knew she would go to Him. The children and their teacher had been in the hands of the enemy for over a week now, and Amber knew that the threat the messenger had delivered was not to be taken lightly. That night, she slipped a sleeping potion into the King's drink, waiting until he was sleeping soundly before slipping out. The guards were nowhere to be seen, and Amber was able to make it to the stables without anyone noticing. A horse waited for her as planned.

The journey didn't take long, and as she neared the crossroads, she saw her enemy standing with several armed men, their horses nearby. If she ran, they would hunt her down. Slowing her horse to a walk, she led the mare up to the group. Coming to a halt, she slowly dismounted and walked towards Him. Every step was torturous, and she couldn't look at Him as she unclasped her cloak, letting it drop to the ground as her fingers went to the front of her corset. A gentle tug loosened the ribbon, and her fingers moved to unlace her corset enough that the dress would slide down over her hips. She had been told to wear something nice, otherwise, she would have just worn a pair of breeches and a blouse. The Queen's movements were stiff, her face a carefully controlled mask. Her eyes flashed with anger as she let the dress drop, revealing her breasts and panties. She swallowed as she dropped the panties, leaving her standing in a pair of leather thigh-high riding boots.


She left the boots on to protect her legs and feet, a small rebellion as she knelt at His feet, submitting.

Fantasy or Sci Fi (NSFW image):

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Idea Summary:


The youngest daughter of a ruler is gifted/sold to a rival ruler as part of a peace agreement. Both kingdoms are powerful enough that a war would be destructive and end in a stalemate. The rival kingdom enslaves women, so she is being sold into slavery by her father. Her elder sisters have already been married off for trade agreements, but this is a worse deal. She is delivered to her new Master naked.

OOC details:

This can be fantasy or sci fi (just substitute kingdom for planet/empire etc.). YC could be the rival ruler, or MC could be gifted to a male relative, a noble or commander. Did YC request her as part of the deal or did her father suggest it? Lots of possibilities with this one!


Modern Fantasy or Sci Fi (NSFW image):

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Idea Summary:


A young woman starts going to a BDSM club. Unbeknown to her it is a front for a non-human race who feed on sex and her submission is like a drug to them. She finds herself transported to their realm where she is inspected and put on an auction block.

OOC details:

This one starts in the modern world but can end up in a fantasy or sci fi setting. YC would be non-human. Vampire would be fun, but other ideas I had were incubus or alien. I'm up for suggestions. MC has shown herself to be a slut who enjoys bondage, humiliation and submission.

Fandom: Final Fantasy XIV (NSFW image):
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Idea Summary:


A Final Fantasy XIV based RP with MC as an adventurer helping people escape the Garlean Empire. She gets caught by Garlean soldiers and finds herself rounded up with other slaves. She is sold/chosen by someone high up in the Empire to be a pleasure slave.

OOC details:

This is set during the height of the Garlean Empire, long before the Warrior of Light came along. Original characters only. I am happy to play a Hyur, Elezen, or Viera.

Fandom: Star Wars (NSFW image):
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Idea Summary:


Set during the time of the Sith Empire (Star Wars: The Old Republic), a woman is enslaved by the Sith. She is only mildly force-sensitive and does not have the power to rise through the ranks of the Sith. She ends up in the hands of an Imperial officer or a Sith Lord.

OOC details:

I'll be playing a human. I'm happy to accept certain alien species (humanoid) for YC, so check with me.

Fandom: Star Wars (NSFW image):
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Idea Summary:


A rebel gets caught by Imperial soldiers, and she catches the attention of an Imperial officer/Moff, etc.

OOC details:

I'll be playing a human who is not force-sensitive. I'm looking for a human Master, as this is an Imperial character. Set during the days of the Empire between the prequels and the original trilogy. Original characters only, please. It would be interesting to see her being used to interogate prisoners and/or

Let me know if you are interested! I'm happy to discuss changes or other ideas. Please contact me OOC to discuss first.
 
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