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MasonBradford
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- May 22, 2017
Someday I'll get around to posting something enormous in the Long-Term forum, all about myself, but for now I'll try to keep it simple -- I'm looking for literate, submissive girls to try a new sexual roleplay setting with.
If you tell me "teehee i'm totally submissive" but then right away your character is straddling mine, kissing him, telling him what to do... we're not going to work as roleplay partners, haha.
I'm not very kinky (Mason doesn't use toys, I don't do nonconsensual scenes, I'm not here for supernatural characters in fantastical settings, etc.), but... let's just say Mason likes girls that simply enjoy doing as they're told.
Also: We all have real lives. I don't believe in setting deadlines, or that we're even obligated to reply to each other. I'm in Central time, I roleplay during the day, I might be responding constantly all day -- or I might be gone for a few days, if I get busy. And that's okay.
I don't need a novel-length post every turn you take, however... please be able to write. First-person, third-person, I don't care, just please be literate so I don't have to be a jerk and try to awkwardly cut things off because you don't write well enough for me (see how mean that sounds, so mean).
...
Anyway.
Here's the idea.
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Life was good.
The coffeehouse was finally turning a profit, and Mason enjoyed the mix of regular customers and curious one-shots that entered. He called it Daybreak Café. A rather plain name, sure, but it was memorable and seemed to work well enough.
It was true, too – nestled on the East Coast, on a good day the smell of the sea would waft pleasantly into the shop. Otherwise, it was a fairly humble little establishment, relying more on being neat and organized than any excessive décor.
Mason Bradford wiped down the counter as another fun day came to a close. He was really beginning to feel like a part of the community, and that was wonderful. His strong biceps worked the rag before he walked over to take the garbage out to the dumpster, as he wore a loose-knit beige sweater over a pair of dark khaki linen pants on his tall, athletic frame. Very loose, breezy, contemporary wear, beset by his dark eyes and hair.
He sighed as he retreated to his office in the back. He had been procrastinating on some paperwork. He wondered if he should hire some help. He wrote a couple checks for some bills and got them ready for the morning mail.
Then he walked upstairs, to his apartment. Yeah, he even lived in the building. Convenient, sure, but when you spend 24 hours a day in the same spot, you begin to feel like maybe you should take a vacation and get away for a couple weeks.
As he took his shirt off and got ready for bed, he smirked. He hadn’t invited anyone up here yet, to his bedroom. The way some of these pretty girls looked at him across the counter, though… he wondered if that time was coming soon. Spending some of his nights with a bit of no-strings-attached physical fun might be just what he needed. He even already had a few ‘regulars’ in mind who had been giving him a certain vibe lately, like they might be up for some fun.
He played around on his phone for a bit, before eventually yawning, and deciding to surrender to the call for slumber. His mind wandered, and awaited to see what new friends or adventures would greet him tomorrow.
###
I think this setting has lots of possibilities.
You could be one of Mason’s ‘regulars,’ a pretty girl he’s always flirty with – but doesn’t seem to mind. Maybe one day he lets her stay after hours, and maybe someday he invites her up to his apartment… where he quickly just uses her for sex.
But maybe she doesn't mind... and enjoys it enough to keep coming back for more.
Or maybe you’re the new barista he hires. You just happen to be such a gorgeous young woman. He can’t keep his eyes off of you. Soon, he can’t keep his hands off, either. Yet, you don’t seem to protest much… so he wonders how far he can push his boundaries.
Maybe you’re an older-teenage runaway who comes in just before closing time, out of the rain, desperate for a warm drink, and maybe needs a place to stay…
Hell, maybe Mason starts with one ‘regular’ with whom he makes her a special deal – if she comes up to his apartment twice a week just to suck his cock, she gets half-price off her drink. But word gets around, and soon Mason has a rotating carousel of women who just want a discount on their orders…
Etc.
Go ahead and send me a PM with an idea for how you can see yourself fitting in this setting, and let's have some fun.
Maybe you have a question about me/this story idea? Hey, that's a great reason to PM me too.
Thanks for reading.
If you tell me "teehee i'm totally submissive" but then right away your character is straddling mine, kissing him, telling him what to do... we're not going to work as roleplay partners, haha.
I'm not very kinky (Mason doesn't use toys, I don't do nonconsensual scenes, I'm not here for supernatural characters in fantastical settings, etc.), but... let's just say Mason likes girls that simply enjoy doing as they're told.
Also: We all have real lives. I don't believe in setting deadlines, or that we're even obligated to reply to each other. I'm in Central time, I roleplay during the day, I might be responding constantly all day -- or I might be gone for a few days, if I get busy. And that's okay.
I don't need a novel-length post every turn you take, however... please be able to write. First-person, third-person, I don't care, just please be literate so I don't have to be a jerk and try to awkwardly cut things off because you don't write well enough for me (see how mean that sounds, so mean).
...
Anyway.
Here's the idea.
###
Life was good.
The coffeehouse was finally turning a profit, and Mason enjoyed the mix of regular customers and curious one-shots that entered. He called it Daybreak Café. A rather plain name, sure, but it was memorable and seemed to work well enough.
It was true, too – nestled on the East Coast, on a good day the smell of the sea would waft pleasantly into the shop. Otherwise, it was a fairly humble little establishment, relying more on being neat and organized than any excessive décor.
Mason Bradford wiped down the counter as another fun day came to a close. He was really beginning to feel like a part of the community, and that was wonderful. His strong biceps worked the rag before he walked over to take the garbage out to the dumpster, as he wore a loose-knit beige sweater over a pair of dark khaki linen pants on his tall, athletic frame. Very loose, breezy, contemporary wear, beset by his dark eyes and hair.
He sighed as he retreated to his office in the back. He had been procrastinating on some paperwork. He wondered if he should hire some help. He wrote a couple checks for some bills and got them ready for the morning mail.
Then he walked upstairs, to his apartment. Yeah, he even lived in the building. Convenient, sure, but when you spend 24 hours a day in the same spot, you begin to feel like maybe you should take a vacation and get away for a couple weeks.
As he took his shirt off and got ready for bed, he smirked. He hadn’t invited anyone up here yet, to his bedroom. The way some of these pretty girls looked at him across the counter, though… he wondered if that time was coming soon. Spending some of his nights with a bit of no-strings-attached physical fun might be just what he needed. He even already had a few ‘regulars’ in mind who had been giving him a certain vibe lately, like they might be up for some fun.
He played around on his phone for a bit, before eventually yawning, and deciding to surrender to the call for slumber. His mind wandered, and awaited to see what new friends or adventures would greet him tomorrow.
###
I think this setting has lots of possibilities.
You could be one of Mason’s ‘regulars,’ a pretty girl he’s always flirty with – but doesn’t seem to mind. Maybe one day he lets her stay after hours, and maybe someday he invites her up to his apartment… where he quickly just uses her for sex.
But maybe she doesn't mind... and enjoys it enough to keep coming back for more.
Or maybe you’re the new barista he hires. You just happen to be such a gorgeous young woman. He can’t keep his eyes off of you. Soon, he can’t keep his hands off, either. Yet, you don’t seem to protest much… so he wonders how far he can push his boundaries.
Maybe you’re an older-teenage runaway who comes in just before closing time, out of the rain, desperate for a warm drink, and maybe needs a place to stay…
Hell, maybe Mason starts with one ‘regular’ with whom he makes her a special deal – if she comes up to his apartment twice a week just to suck his cock, she gets half-price off her drink. But word gets around, and soon Mason has a rotating carousel of women who just want a discount on their orders…
Etc.
Go ahead and send me a PM with an idea for how you can see yourself fitting in this setting, and let's have some fun.
Maybe you have a question about me/this story idea? Hey, that's a great reason to PM me too.
Thanks for reading.