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- Joined
- Aug 15, 2023
The Plot
The Sun was starting to set. Unfortunately, it did nothing to quell the uncomfortable heat that was both moist and sticky. Mosquitoes and other fun creepy crawlies kept assaulting all of you, not at all helped by flashes of vibrant green that kept slapping you despite your best efforts to move the fauna out of the way. And there was no end in sight; all around you guys was nothing but a vast sea of greens and browns, endless and ceaseless. Yes; you all were trapped deep in the green inferno of the Ardona Jungles. The crew's name was Mocha Team, a group of independent investigative journalists who had travelled out here to shed light on the destruction of the jungle at the hands of a major corporation. The original plan was to land in a remote village to set up and get some questions answered by the locals; but, the helicopter you guys were coming in crashed and left you guys stranded twenty or so miles away from the village, leaving your guide a bloody paste as the rest of you managed to escape the wreck relatively unharmed. But the crash was two hours ago. You guys have been traveling for God knows how long, and it was pretty obvious that you guys were lost.
You are the only woman on this team; a young woman who was fresh out of college. You were in need of a job, so when the leader of Mocha Team, a handsome and grizzled older guy by the name of Dean Rowley, reached out to you with an offer, you were quick to accept. What you didn't realize was that he was only bringing you on as an intern; and worse, was that he and his crew were misogynistic. It was abundantly clear from day one that they had only hired you to be eye candy for them. You had hoped to use this trip to bolster your name and garner some reputation, in hopes of leaving the assholes behind…And now you were here, trapped deep in the jungle with these assholes. Eventually, you all admit that you are lost. It was getting dark, so now the best move would be to hunker down for the night, try to get some rest, and hopefully get your bearings tomorrow.
That was the hope. But it would never come to fruition, because *they* came. They were shadows that slinked across the darkness, silent in their approach. There wasn't screaming. There wasn't yelling. There was no storm of arrows or spears, no firing of guns. It was silent, it was fast, and much more horrifying than a full on assault. They slit the throats of the three strongest men in the group. The others were only awakened when the sound of one of their peers gurgling on his own blood suddenly filled the air, but by then it was too late; they swarmed, gagging the survivors and tying them to sticks, before dragging them all away into the trees, never to be seen again...And the ensuing night was only worse. Your kidnappers wasted no time; two of the other men swiftly had their throats cut, bodies stripped and hung upside down to let their blood drain into buckets. But Dean? Dean perhaps had the worst death of all. He was stripped naked, scalped, cut down the middle and ripped apart; slowly, methodically, and with such horrifying precision. And this only left our unfortunate intern; trapped in a cage with her wrists tied together, forced to listen and watch as two of her peers hung from a tree, slowly drowning in their own blood as their killers dragged Dean's corpse away...
Morning came hours later. The Sun rose high into the sky, only making the green inferno hotter and stickier than it was the night before. It at least allowed you to see what you were surrounded by...Your kidnappers were tribal nudists, it seemed. Breasts and cunts hung out for all to see...But what was weird perhaps, was that it was *only* breasts and clean shaven cunts. Tanned women clad in nothing but body paint and jewelry made from wood, bones and other materials that did nothing to hide their private bits. You were trapped in a cage of wood and raw fiber. One would think that such materials wouldn't hold a person; and they would be wrong. They were tightly woven together in such a way that even shaking them was impossible...And the tribe? They seemed to be watching you, observing you like some kind of animal. They clicked their tongues and "spoke" to each other, pointing to you and smiling. You saw it in their eyes; they hungered for you. They craved you. But not in the way they craved your unfortunate crew; no. This hunger was more carnal, even if it was just as overwhelming and vast…
About The Plot
Hello. Recently, I've had a bit of a desire to incorporate small flecks of horror ideas into some delicious smut plots, and so tonight I come to you with the idea of an unfortunate young woman ending up captured by a tribe of nudist cannibal babes; and I cordially invite you to join me in deep, thorough discussions of how they treat and prep your character as though she were nothing but a piece of meat, and the psycho torment as she is molded to embrace the role they have assigned to her. I'd love for this plot to be as psychologically horrifying as it is smutty and erotic.
First and foremost; I am a male in real life. However, for this plot, I will be taking on the role of the women in the tribe; you will be taking on the role of our unfortunate main character. Your IRL gender does not matter to me, obviously; however, your character must be female.
That said, while I am excited for this plot to be rife with sexy lesbian scenes, I am hopeful to also focus on the larger story of psychological horror we can write together. A tale about you, a young woman from civilized society, being taken by a cult of cannibal babes and being turned into their little piece of fuck meat. The degradation as they harass and grope you, pulling you aside for a quick cunnilingus or tribbing session, or a pack of them cornering you as you bathe in their watering hole. Hours spent with them prepping you, turning you into an erotic centerpiece for feasts, forcing you to sit by and watch as they devour the remains of your fellow humans before they ravish you, punishments that leave you a dripping mess each time you try to escape. You are used by the tribe that kidnapped you, made to service the huntresses that most likely butchered your team; the horror as you realize how much you enjoy being used in such manners, not at all helped by them employing the help of natural aphrodisiacs to boost your arousal and make you yearn for their touch and contact. I'd love for us to dive deep into the mental anguish and despair of your character as her days become filled with eroticism and sexual pleasures she could never have fathomed in the civilized world, and how she thoroughly enjoys being debased and used by the same tribe that has taken her away and traumatized her like so. Forced to watch as the tribe bring in more victims to butcher and eat, forced to be used as bait for the unfortunate rescue teams that were sent to find her and her team. We can have her become desensitized to it all, happily embracing her new role amongst this tribe; or perhaps, we can discuss alternative routes and endings to this story? I'd love to build all of this up with you, and see what horrifc tale of lesbian eroticism we can come up with~
There's also a lot of fun, horrific lore that can be fleshed out and expanded upon about the tribe! I have a lot of ideas, and would love to discuss the tribe, their beliefs and values, and much more with you in OOC. I'm thinking that the tribe has some supernatural aspects; most notably, they heavily rely on a special oil that is able to turn your character into a yearning bitch in heat when applied to her. I'm also dabbling in the idea of the tribe practicing dark magic; nothing too crazy, but definitely something to explain how they've been around for so long.
Other Details:
-I would like to state here that I do *not* like using IRL/Celebrity face claims or AI generated refs for our characters, and I certainly do not like self inserts. Instead, we will be using a variety of art/hentai refs we find off the internet, please and thank you.
-I have been roleplaying for 13 years and casually writing for 15. As a roleplayer, like to think of myself as a literate writer who uses a novella writing style. I roleplay solely in third person, and can swap between past and present tense. I typically write 5-7 paragraphs per reply; sometimes, I can even go up to 10-12 paragraphs, and may even reach multi-messages. I would like someone who has the ability to mirror me.
That said, obviously we won't be writing that much all of the time. In our various plots and stories, some scenes will require shorter replies, whereas other scenes will warrant longer replies.
-I currently reside in the EST timezone. I am currently adjusting to a new schedule and can't promise more than one or two replies per day sadly, but I am free on weekends for most of the day.
-We will introduce ourselves here, however I fully intend to move us over to Discord so we can make a server and keep our channels and stories, ideas and other bits organized, thank you.
My Kinks and Fetishes:
A general list of my kinks and fetishes. This is a mostly inclusive list, but if you don't see something here or in my Limits, feel free to pitch it to me and we can see if I like it or not~
-Corruption❤
-Rough Sex❤
-Intimacy/Romance(While I love this kink to bits, I don't think it would fit well in this particular plot.)
-Orientation Play(FxF)(There is something appealing to me about the idea of a lesbian turning a straight woman)
-Big Breasts/Breast Worship❤
-Clothed Male, Nude Female
-Light Bondage❤
-Oral(Giving/Receiving)❤
-Degradation❤
-Slave Training
-Spanking/Corporal Punishment/Impact Play(Pussy, Ass Backside and Tit Spankings, Face Slapping, Canings, Lashings, ect.)❤
-Throat Fucking❤
-Humanoid Monster Male x Human Female
-Dark Romance
-Begging
-Hot Wax
-Groping/Fondling/Massages❤
-Creampies/Breeding❤
-Boot Licking
-Domestication
-Footplay(Receiving)/Foot Worship(Giving)
-Leashes and Collars❤
-Anal/Rimming(Giving, and when used sparingly)
-Petplay/Ownership❤
-Sexual Torture(Sensory Deprivation, Stimulation Overload, Forced Orgasms, Prolonged Orgasms, ect.)
-Humiliation(Spitting, Cameras/Recording, Body Writing, Verbal Degradation, Objectification, Ect.)❤
-Tribbing/Scissoring❤
-Raceplay/Interracial
-Erotic Lactation
-Watersports(When used sparingly and for humiliation purposes)
-Foot worship
-Mindbreak
My Limits:
This is a general list of my limits. It's not all-inclusive and anything can be added to it at my discretion. That said, if something is on this list, then it is non-negotiable.
-Snuff/Death(I don't mind death being a factor in this plot, but I do NOT want it anywhere near our smut.)
-Gore/Violence(Same as death; it'll be a factor in our plot, but it will not encroach on our smut at all)
-Rape/Non-Con
-CNC
-Drug use
-Transformation
-Cuckolding
-Piercings
-Scat
-Impregnation
-Choking/Asphyxiation
-Filth/Cock Musk
-Electroplay
-Latex
-Extreme BDSM
-Circumcised Cocks
-Vomit
The Sun was starting to set. Unfortunately, it did nothing to quell the uncomfortable heat that was both moist and sticky. Mosquitoes and other fun creepy crawlies kept assaulting all of you, not at all helped by flashes of vibrant green that kept slapping you despite your best efforts to move the fauna out of the way. And there was no end in sight; all around you guys was nothing but a vast sea of greens and browns, endless and ceaseless. Yes; you all were trapped deep in the green inferno of the Ardona Jungles. The crew's name was Mocha Team, a group of independent investigative journalists who had travelled out here to shed light on the destruction of the jungle at the hands of a major corporation. The original plan was to land in a remote village to set up and get some questions answered by the locals; but, the helicopter you guys were coming in crashed and left you guys stranded twenty or so miles away from the village, leaving your guide a bloody paste as the rest of you managed to escape the wreck relatively unharmed. But the crash was two hours ago. You guys have been traveling for God knows how long, and it was pretty obvious that you guys were lost.
You are the only woman on this team; a young woman who was fresh out of college. You were in need of a job, so when the leader of Mocha Team, a handsome and grizzled older guy by the name of Dean Rowley, reached out to you with an offer, you were quick to accept. What you didn't realize was that he was only bringing you on as an intern; and worse, was that he and his crew were misogynistic. It was abundantly clear from day one that they had only hired you to be eye candy for them. You had hoped to use this trip to bolster your name and garner some reputation, in hopes of leaving the assholes behind…And now you were here, trapped deep in the jungle with these assholes. Eventually, you all admit that you are lost. It was getting dark, so now the best move would be to hunker down for the night, try to get some rest, and hopefully get your bearings tomorrow.
That was the hope. But it would never come to fruition, because *they* came. They were shadows that slinked across the darkness, silent in their approach. There wasn't screaming. There wasn't yelling. There was no storm of arrows or spears, no firing of guns. It was silent, it was fast, and much more horrifying than a full on assault. They slit the throats of the three strongest men in the group. The others were only awakened when the sound of one of their peers gurgling on his own blood suddenly filled the air, but by then it was too late; they swarmed, gagging the survivors and tying them to sticks, before dragging them all away into the trees, never to be seen again...And the ensuing night was only worse. Your kidnappers wasted no time; two of the other men swiftly had their throats cut, bodies stripped and hung upside down to let their blood drain into buckets. But Dean? Dean perhaps had the worst death of all. He was stripped naked, scalped, cut down the middle and ripped apart; slowly, methodically, and with such horrifying precision. And this only left our unfortunate intern; trapped in a cage with her wrists tied together, forced to listen and watch as two of her peers hung from a tree, slowly drowning in their own blood as their killers dragged Dean's corpse away...
Morning came hours later. The Sun rose high into the sky, only making the green inferno hotter and stickier than it was the night before. It at least allowed you to see what you were surrounded by...Your kidnappers were tribal nudists, it seemed. Breasts and cunts hung out for all to see...But what was weird perhaps, was that it was *only* breasts and clean shaven cunts. Tanned women clad in nothing but body paint and jewelry made from wood, bones and other materials that did nothing to hide their private bits. You were trapped in a cage of wood and raw fiber. One would think that such materials wouldn't hold a person; and they would be wrong. They were tightly woven together in such a way that even shaking them was impossible...And the tribe? They seemed to be watching you, observing you like some kind of animal. They clicked their tongues and "spoke" to each other, pointing to you and smiling. You saw it in their eyes; they hungered for you. They craved you. But not in the way they craved your unfortunate crew; no. This hunger was more carnal, even if it was just as overwhelming and vast…
About The Plot
Hello. Recently, I've had a bit of a desire to incorporate small flecks of horror ideas into some delicious smut plots, and so tonight I come to you with the idea of an unfortunate young woman ending up captured by a tribe of nudist cannibal babes; and I cordially invite you to join me in deep, thorough discussions of how they treat and prep your character as though she were nothing but a piece of meat, and the psycho torment as she is molded to embrace the role they have assigned to her. I'd love for this plot to be as psychologically horrifying as it is smutty and erotic.
First and foremost; I am a male in real life. However, for this plot, I will be taking on the role of the women in the tribe; you will be taking on the role of our unfortunate main character. Your IRL gender does not matter to me, obviously; however, your character must be female.
That said, while I am excited for this plot to be rife with sexy lesbian scenes, I am hopeful to also focus on the larger story of psychological horror we can write together. A tale about you, a young woman from civilized society, being taken by a cult of cannibal babes and being turned into their little piece of fuck meat. The degradation as they harass and grope you, pulling you aside for a quick cunnilingus or tribbing session, or a pack of them cornering you as you bathe in their watering hole. Hours spent with them prepping you, turning you into an erotic centerpiece for feasts, forcing you to sit by and watch as they devour the remains of your fellow humans before they ravish you, punishments that leave you a dripping mess each time you try to escape. You are used by the tribe that kidnapped you, made to service the huntresses that most likely butchered your team; the horror as you realize how much you enjoy being used in such manners, not at all helped by them employing the help of natural aphrodisiacs to boost your arousal and make you yearn for their touch and contact. I'd love for us to dive deep into the mental anguish and despair of your character as her days become filled with eroticism and sexual pleasures she could never have fathomed in the civilized world, and how she thoroughly enjoys being debased and used by the same tribe that has taken her away and traumatized her like so. Forced to watch as the tribe bring in more victims to butcher and eat, forced to be used as bait for the unfortunate rescue teams that were sent to find her and her team. We can have her become desensitized to it all, happily embracing her new role amongst this tribe; or perhaps, we can discuss alternative routes and endings to this story? I'd love to build all of this up with you, and see what horrifc tale of lesbian eroticism we can come up with~
There's also a lot of fun, horrific lore that can be fleshed out and expanded upon about the tribe! I have a lot of ideas, and would love to discuss the tribe, their beliefs and values, and much more with you in OOC. I'm thinking that the tribe has some supernatural aspects; most notably, they heavily rely on a special oil that is able to turn your character into a yearning bitch in heat when applied to her. I'm also dabbling in the idea of the tribe practicing dark magic; nothing too crazy, but definitely something to explain how they've been around for so long.
Other Details:
-I would like to state here that I do *not* like using IRL/Celebrity face claims or AI generated refs for our characters, and I certainly do not like self inserts. Instead, we will be using a variety of art/hentai refs we find off the internet, please and thank you.
-I have been roleplaying for 13 years and casually writing for 15. As a roleplayer, like to think of myself as a literate writer who uses a novella writing style. I roleplay solely in third person, and can swap between past and present tense. I typically write 5-7 paragraphs per reply; sometimes, I can even go up to 10-12 paragraphs, and may even reach multi-messages. I would like someone who has the ability to mirror me.
That said, obviously we won't be writing that much all of the time. In our various plots and stories, some scenes will require shorter replies, whereas other scenes will warrant longer replies.
-I currently reside in the EST timezone. I am currently adjusting to a new schedule and can't promise more than one or two replies per day sadly, but I am free on weekends for most of the day.
-We will introduce ourselves here, however I fully intend to move us over to Discord so we can make a server and keep our channels and stories, ideas and other bits organized, thank you.
My Kinks and Fetishes:
A general list of my kinks and fetishes. This is a mostly inclusive list, but if you don't see something here or in my Limits, feel free to pitch it to me and we can see if I like it or not~
-Corruption❤
-Rough Sex❤
-Intimacy/Romance(While I love this kink to bits, I don't think it would fit well in this particular plot.)
-Orientation Play(FxF)(There is something appealing to me about the idea of a lesbian turning a straight woman)
-Big Breasts/Breast Worship❤
-Clothed Male, Nude Female
-Light Bondage❤
-Oral(Giving/Receiving)❤
-Degradation❤
-Slave Training
-Spanking/Corporal Punishment/Impact Play(Pussy, Ass Backside and Tit Spankings, Face Slapping, Canings, Lashings, ect.)❤
-Throat Fucking❤
-Humanoid Monster Male x Human Female
-Dark Romance
-Begging
-Hot Wax
-Groping/Fondling/Massages❤
-Creampies/Breeding❤
-Boot Licking
-Domestication
-Footplay(Receiving)/Foot Worship(Giving)
-Leashes and Collars❤
-Anal/Rimming(Giving, and when used sparingly)
-Petplay/Ownership❤
-Sexual Torture(Sensory Deprivation, Stimulation Overload, Forced Orgasms, Prolonged Orgasms, ect.)
-Humiliation(Spitting, Cameras/Recording, Body Writing, Verbal Degradation, Objectification, Ect.)❤
-Tribbing/Scissoring❤
-Raceplay/Interracial
-Erotic Lactation
-Watersports(When used sparingly and for humiliation purposes)
-Foot worship
-Mindbreak
My Limits:
This is a general list of my limits. It's not all-inclusive and anything can be added to it at my discretion. That said, if something is on this list, then it is non-negotiable.
-Snuff/Death(I don't mind death being a factor in this plot, but I do NOT want it anywhere near our smut.)
-Gore/Violence(Same as death; it'll be a factor in our plot, but it will not encroach on our smut at all)
-Rape/Non-Con
-CNC
-Drug use
-Transformation
-Cuckolding
-Piercings
-Scat
-Impregnation
-Choking/Asphyxiation
-Filth/Cock Musk
-Electroplay
-Latex
-Extreme BDSM
-Circumcised Cocks
-Vomit