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Dusk, of Twisted Desire~
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- Mar 24, 2025
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Hello again, my fellow harlots <3
Below you will find a plot surrounding a character who has escaped from a life of abuse, religious trauma, and severe parental issues just a few weeks after their 18th birthday. She will wind up being taken in by an older (30s - early 40s), wiser, and extremely beautiful woman of some wealth and/or status who initially just extends a hand of help out to the traumatized young woman. This will however, spiral into a very delicate and sexual relationship between the two of them... Rough sex, abusive acts, heavy aftercare, obedience and submission, love and care, and so on all mixed together. If this plot scratches an itch of yours, feel free to PM me at any time. If you would simply like to see other plots that I've written before, feel free to check out my Request Thread
Katie had finally had enough.
She had just turned 18 two months ago, and after months upon months of thinking, planning, and admittedly praying, she had finally built up the courage to run away from home. Katie had been subjected to a life of extremely strict and unforgiving religious teachings from a very young age, where physical punishments and abuse were very common, even when she was but a small child. Her mom and step-dad were your typical religous zealots cranked up to 100, going out to protest LGBTQ events, harassing planned parenthood facilities, and of course they would take their only child Katie with them at all times. They would constantly tell Katie that "They are only this strict because it's what God expects of them" and for the longest time, she truly believed it. She had spent most of her live wholeheartedly believing that she was treated this way because it was what God wanted, and because she needed to be punished for so many outbursts and moments of imperfection. But after so many beatings, methods of pseudo-torture, and borderline cult-ish indoctrination methods, Katie snapped and knew she had to get away... By whatever means necessary.
Katies' parents by this point believed that their daughter was finally on the path they had hoped for, a pure Christian who would be someones perfectly docile housewife someday. It was because of their beliefs in Katie now being this way that they had begun to "trust" her with various tasks, which were pretty much just things that she herself did not want to do. She'd do some cooking for the three of them, be allowed to do grocery shopping on their behalf, and oddly enough they had her work on their financials and bank accounts during tax season. Growing up, Katie always excelled at math, and her parents of course knew this. Katie used these new but very limited freedoms to assist her in her escape plan: late one evening, after she had prepared a dinner for her parents that might have had a few sleeping pills crushed up and added to it, Katie took her step-dads bank card from his wallet, found the biggest backpack they had in the house and packed it with some clothes, a stuffed bear, and some small essentials, and in the middle of the night, she left. She traveled to multiple 24/7 ATMs that she knew of and withdrew $500 from each one, eventually settling with about $3,000 in cash that she stuffed into her bag before tossing the bank card into a storm drain. Katie did admittedly feel extreme fear and worry as she did all of this, only able to imagine the torment she would endure if she was caught and dragged home.
But she knew she couldn't linger and think about those negative thoughts for very long. She walked throughout the night to get to a bus station she knew ran at these hours, hoping to get at least a city over before she found a hotel, as any in the city she was from would be a bit too obvious. As she eventually got to the bus station, not only was she quite tired, but Katie was also nervous and scared. She had never been so cold and alone in the dead of night, and every tiny sound made her jump with a bit of fear. As if things couldn't get worse, eventually a man approached... and took a seat on the bench, sitting uncomfortably close to Katie. She felt her skin crawl as his arm brushed up against hers, and when he draped his arm over her shoulders, she had to physically hold back tears as she was just frozen there... She thought she was about to be assaulted, or worse killed... But then, as if by some miracle, a black SUV approached and came to idle across from Katie and the creepy man. The passenger side window rolled down, revealing a woman that Katie did not recognize.
"Jeez Emma, there you are! This isn't even the bus stop that I agreed to pick you up from. C'mon now, let's head home." The woman in the car called out, but all Katie could think was... "Who the fuck is Emma? Katie did fortunately figure out what this woman was doing, at least hopefully she did. Katie believed that this woman saw Katie in trouble, and was using a fake story to get her to safety.
"Oh um, I'm sorry... Mom? Y-you know I've never uh... Been good with directions..." Katie felt like smacking herself across the face... WHY did she call this random woman Mom of ALL things? Katie was never good under pressure, but now she was thankful that she hadn't said "do I know you?" or anything extremely stupid. Katie quickly slid out from under the arm of the strange man, and scurried over to the car and hopped inside. She first made sure the door was locked before she could feel safe again, and after the woman had begun to drive away, Katie broke down into tears for how truly thankful she was.
"Thank you thank you thank you so so so so so much! I-I... I don't know what would've happened if..." Katie was slumped over, her face in her hands as tears began to slide down her cheeks. She then felt the soft, gentle touch of the woman as a hand was placed on her back, rubbing gently. Katie did instinctively flinch at the touch, as the only touch she knew most of her life was from some degree of punishment. Katie was able to adjust to the first bit of comfort in god only knows how long and quickly found her pain melting away...
"My goodness dear, you're absolutely welcome. What on Earth are you doing out here all by yourself this late at night? You truly are lucky that I stayed late at a friends' dinner party, I would've missed you otherwise... But you're safe now, do you need a ride home?" The woman asked, of course having no knowledge of what Katie had come from, but the flinch from just a gentle touch did not indicate anything good.
"NO! NO NO NO NO PLEASE GOD NO! I CAN'T GO BACK HOME, THEY'LL KILL ME! PLEASE DON'T TAKE ME BACK! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DON'T!" Katie cried out, practically begging the woman not to do so. That moment was the most fear Katie had felt all night.
"Shhhhhhh, relax sweetheart... If you don't want to go home, I'm not going to force you to. Look, why don't I take you back to my place for the night? I've got plenty of space and a nice warm bed you can sleep in, how's that sound?"
As untrusting as Katie was, saying yes to this woman felt like a much better idea than just asking to be dropped off at a hotel to fend for herself. Katie couldn't stand the thought of being alone right now, especially after what almost happened to her. "O-okay... Thank you..." Katie wimpered out, her voice weak as she curled up into a pseudo-fetal position on the seat of the SUV, with her knees tucked under her chin and her arms covering most of her face, with just barely her eyes exposed so that she could actually see around her and see where they were going. The two of them drove for another 20 minutes or so, getting out of this city and thankfully traveling to the city Katie had been planning to go to. They eventually pulled into the parking garage of a very tall apartment complex, and the woman escorted Katie to what would turn out to be a private elevator, one that would only take someone up to the top penthouse suite if they had a special keycard and pin code... And this woman had both.
After what felt like multiple minutes of ascending, Katie and the mystery woman stepped out into a small hallway, which had one door on the left for another elevator, a maintenance door on the right, and a large door at the end of the hallway. Katie followed the woman up to the door and inside, walking into what could only be descibed as a home of pure dream and imagination. It was large, elegant, modern, and genuinely quite beautiful. It was like all of the high end apartments Katie had seen on HGTV, watching all of those house/apartment selling shows, as simple tv like that was all she was allowed to watch for most of her life. Her jaw nearly fell to the floor as she observed all of the space... Open concept, large glass windows lining half of it, a beautiful kitchen, and likely so much more that she couldn't see. Katie did eventually remove her shoes at the door before taking a few steps inside...
"This... Is your home? It's amazing..."
"Mmmm thank you dear, I think it's pretty amazing too. C'mon, I'll show you to your room for the night~" And with that, Katie followed the woman up a strange staircase to a second level, which already was crazy to Katie, who didn't know an apartment could HAVE stairs. She was lead down a hallway with half a dozen doors along it, before being guided into a door the woman had opened, revealing to Katie a large, beautiful bedroom beyond her wildest dreams. The room itself was twice the size of her bedroom back home, with a large queen sized bed, a TV mounted on the wall, a large window overlooking the skyline and the city, a large closet that more closely resembled her old bedroom, and shockingly even a private bathroom built into the bedroom.
"I'll leave you be for a bit to get relaxed, freshen up or get changed into something more comfortable if you'd like. I'll be down in the kitchen making some hot chocolate if you'd like to join me whenever you're ready." The kind woman offered.
Katie did want to just dive onto the bed and sleep forever, but she also felt guilty at the thought of doing so. "Do you... Have marshmallows?" Katie sheepishly inquired.
"Sure do. Big ones, tiny ones, marshmallow fluff with is like a creamy spread. I also have whipped cream, I'll set out a few things and you can use whatever you'd like. C'mon down whenever you're ready." The woman gave a big smile before gently closing the door behind her, at which point Katie did hear her footsteps fade back in the direction of the stairs. Katie took a moment to sit on the edge of the bed, contemplating if this was truly real or not. She felt so lucky, and yet so undeserving, to have been basically saved and whisked away by a woman as kind and caring as she. Katie still feared that her parents would find her come the following morning. She wished she had her cell phone, but she knew that taking it with her would be a constant beacon for them to track and follow. It sucked to not have one, but perhaps she could use some of the money she had to get a new one tomorrow...
But for now, Katie changed into a large white hoodie from her bag and grey sweatpants before timidly making her way downstairs. She could smell the warm chocolate aroma flowing throughout the house as soon as she had opened the door, and boy was it heavenly...
This plot may be a bit basic now, but that's sort of by design. It gives us the freedom to craft our own path into how/why Katie ends up surrendering herself to this woman, and what all transpires between them. My original thought was that after the woman delines Katie's money, KAtie tries to find other, more sinful ways of repaying this woman for not only helping her, but inevitably allowing Katie to stay with her for an exptended period of time. My preference here is to play as Katie, but I could be swayed otherwise if proposed with a genuinely intriguing idea.
Below you will find a plot surrounding a character who has escaped from a life of abuse, religious trauma, and severe parental issues just a few weeks after their 18th birthday. She will wind up being taken in by an older (30s - early 40s), wiser, and extremely beautiful woman of some wealth and/or status who initially just extends a hand of help out to the traumatized young woman. This will however, spiral into a very delicate and sexual relationship between the two of them... Rough sex, abusive acts, heavy aftercare, obedience and submission, love and care, and so on all mixed together. If this plot scratches an itch of yours, feel free to PM me at any time. If you would simply like to see other plots that I've written before, feel free to check out my Request Thread
Katie had finally had enough.
She had just turned 18 two months ago, and after months upon months of thinking, planning, and admittedly praying, she had finally built up the courage to run away from home. Katie had been subjected to a life of extremely strict and unforgiving religious teachings from a very young age, where physical punishments and abuse were very common, even when she was but a small child. Her mom and step-dad were your typical religous zealots cranked up to 100, going out to protest LGBTQ events, harassing planned parenthood facilities, and of course they would take their only child Katie with them at all times. They would constantly tell Katie that "They are only this strict because it's what God expects of them" and for the longest time, she truly believed it. She had spent most of her live wholeheartedly believing that she was treated this way because it was what God wanted, and because she needed to be punished for so many outbursts and moments of imperfection. But after so many beatings, methods of pseudo-torture, and borderline cult-ish indoctrination methods, Katie snapped and knew she had to get away... By whatever means necessary.
Katies' parents by this point believed that their daughter was finally on the path they had hoped for, a pure Christian who would be someones perfectly docile housewife someday. It was because of their beliefs in Katie now being this way that they had begun to "trust" her with various tasks, which were pretty much just things that she herself did not want to do. She'd do some cooking for the three of them, be allowed to do grocery shopping on their behalf, and oddly enough they had her work on their financials and bank accounts during tax season. Growing up, Katie always excelled at math, and her parents of course knew this. Katie used these new but very limited freedoms to assist her in her escape plan: late one evening, after she had prepared a dinner for her parents that might have had a few sleeping pills crushed up and added to it, Katie took her step-dads bank card from his wallet, found the biggest backpack they had in the house and packed it with some clothes, a stuffed bear, and some small essentials, and in the middle of the night, she left. She traveled to multiple 24/7 ATMs that she knew of and withdrew $500 from each one, eventually settling with about $3,000 in cash that she stuffed into her bag before tossing the bank card into a storm drain. Katie did admittedly feel extreme fear and worry as she did all of this, only able to imagine the torment she would endure if she was caught and dragged home.
But she knew she couldn't linger and think about those negative thoughts for very long. She walked throughout the night to get to a bus station she knew ran at these hours, hoping to get at least a city over before she found a hotel, as any in the city she was from would be a bit too obvious. As she eventually got to the bus station, not only was she quite tired, but Katie was also nervous and scared. She had never been so cold and alone in the dead of night, and every tiny sound made her jump with a bit of fear. As if things couldn't get worse, eventually a man approached... and took a seat on the bench, sitting uncomfortably close to Katie. She felt her skin crawl as his arm brushed up against hers, and when he draped his arm over her shoulders, she had to physically hold back tears as she was just frozen there... She thought she was about to be assaulted, or worse killed... But then, as if by some miracle, a black SUV approached and came to idle across from Katie and the creepy man. The passenger side window rolled down, revealing a woman that Katie did not recognize.
"Jeez Emma, there you are! This isn't even the bus stop that I agreed to pick you up from. C'mon now, let's head home." The woman in the car called out, but all Katie could think was... "Who the fuck is Emma? Katie did fortunately figure out what this woman was doing, at least hopefully she did. Katie believed that this woman saw Katie in trouble, and was using a fake story to get her to safety.
"Oh um, I'm sorry... Mom? Y-you know I've never uh... Been good with directions..." Katie felt like smacking herself across the face... WHY did she call this random woman Mom of ALL things? Katie was never good under pressure, but now she was thankful that she hadn't said "do I know you?" or anything extremely stupid. Katie quickly slid out from under the arm of the strange man, and scurried over to the car and hopped inside. She first made sure the door was locked before she could feel safe again, and after the woman had begun to drive away, Katie broke down into tears for how truly thankful she was.
"Thank you thank you thank you so so so so so much! I-I... I don't know what would've happened if..." Katie was slumped over, her face in her hands as tears began to slide down her cheeks. She then felt the soft, gentle touch of the woman as a hand was placed on her back, rubbing gently. Katie did instinctively flinch at the touch, as the only touch she knew most of her life was from some degree of punishment. Katie was able to adjust to the first bit of comfort in god only knows how long and quickly found her pain melting away...
"My goodness dear, you're absolutely welcome. What on Earth are you doing out here all by yourself this late at night? You truly are lucky that I stayed late at a friends' dinner party, I would've missed you otherwise... But you're safe now, do you need a ride home?" The woman asked, of course having no knowledge of what Katie had come from, but the flinch from just a gentle touch did not indicate anything good.
"NO! NO NO NO NO PLEASE GOD NO! I CAN'T GO BACK HOME, THEY'LL KILL ME! PLEASE DON'T TAKE ME BACK! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DON'T!" Katie cried out, practically begging the woman not to do so. That moment was the most fear Katie had felt all night.
"Shhhhhhh, relax sweetheart... If you don't want to go home, I'm not going to force you to. Look, why don't I take you back to my place for the night? I've got plenty of space and a nice warm bed you can sleep in, how's that sound?"
As untrusting as Katie was, saying yes to this woman felt like a much better idea than just asking to be dropped off at a hotel to fend for herself. Katie couldn't stand the thought of being alone right now, especially after what almost happened to her. "O-okay... Thank you..." Katie wimpered out, her voice weak as she curled up into a pseudo-fetal position on the seat of the SUV, with her knees tucked under her chin and her arms covering most of her face, with just barely her eyes exposed so that she could actually see around her and see where they were going. The two of them drove for another 20 minutes or so, getting out of this city and thankfully traveling to the city Katie had been planning to go to. They eventually pulled into the parking garage of a very tall apartment complex, and the woman escorted Katie to what would turn out to be a private elevator, one that would only take someone up to the top penthouse suite if they had a special keycard and pin code... And this woman had both.
After what felt like multiple minutes of ascending, Katie and the mystery woman stepped out into a small hallway, which had one door on the left for another elevator, a maintenance door on the right, and a large door at the end of the hallway. Katie followed the woman up to the door and inside, walking into what could only be descibed as a home of pure dream and imagination. It was large, elegant, modern, and genuinely quite beautiful. It was like all of the high end apartments Katie had seen on HGTV, watching all of those house/apartment selling shows, as simple tv like that was all she was allowed to watch for most of her life. Her jaw nearly fell to the floor as she observed all of the space... Open concept, large glass windows lining half of it, a beautiful kitchen, and likely so much more that she couldn't see. Katie did eventually remove her shoes at the door before taking a few steps inside...
"This... Is your home? It's amazing..."
"Mmmm thank you dear, I think it's pretty amazing too. C'mon, I'll show you to your room for the night~" And with that, Katie followed the woman up a strange staircase to a second level, which already was crazy to Katie, who didn't know an apartment could HAVE stairs. She was lead down a hallway with half a dozen doors along it, before being guided into a door the woman had opened, revealing to Katie a large, beautiful bedroom beyond her wildest dreams. The room itself was twice the size of her bedroom back home, with a large queen sized bed, a TV mounted on the wall, a large window overlooking the skyline and the city, a large closet that more closely resembled her old bedroom, and shockingly even a private bathroom built into the bedroom.
"I'll leave you be for a bit to get relaxed, freshen up or get changed into something more comfortable if you'd like. I'll be down in the kitchen making some hot chocolate if you'd like to join me whenever you're ready." The kind woman offered.
Katie did want to just dive onto the bed and sleep forever, but she also felt guilty at the thought of doing so. "Do you... Have marshmallows?" Katie sheepishly inquired.
"Sure do. Big ones, tiny ones, marshmallow fluff with is like a creamy spread. I also have whipped cream, I'll set out a few things and you can use whatever you'd like. C'mon down whenever you're ready." The woman gave a big smile before gently closing the door behind her, at which point Katie did hear her footsteps fade back in the direction of the stairs. Katie took a moment to sit on the edge of the bed, contemplating if this was truly real or not. She felt so lucky, and yet so undeserving, to have been basically saved and whisked away by a woman as kind and caring as she. Katie still feared that her parents would find her come the following morning. She wished she had her cell phone, but she knew that taking it with her would be a constant beacon for them to track and follow. It sucked to not have one, but perhaps she could use some of the money she had to get a new one tomorrow...
But for now, Katie changed into a large white hoodie from her bag and grey sweatpants before timidly making her way downstairs. She could smell the warm chocolate aroma flowing throughout the house as soon as she had opened the door, and boy was it heavenly...
This plot may be a bit basic now, but that's sort of by design. It gives us the freedom to craft our own path into how/why Katie ends up surrendering herself to this woman, and what all transpires between them. My original thought was that after the woman delines Katie's money, KAtie tries to find other, more sinful ways of repaying this woman for not only helping her, but inevitably allowing Katie to stay with her for an exptended period of time. My preference here is to play as Katie, but I could be swayed otherwise if proposed with a genuinely intriguing idea.