Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)Hey, there. Well, the title almost says it all; I've got a few fantasy-themed and very dark storylines in mind, where a willing or unwilling heroine comes to a very bad ending. Before we get to the ideas, I'll run through the basics so you can see if my desires line up with yours. I'm a woman who exclusively plays female characters (I've tried playing men, just can't get in the right headspace for it), looking for a very creative and extremely cruel dominant to play with via private messages.
A few of my favorite things (not mandatory, just putting them out for consideration): public humiliation, gangbangs, unattractive partners, slutty clothing and uniforms, bimbofication, nonconsent and rape, watersports, bestiality, tattoos/piercings, sexual torture, degradation and verbal abuse.
Turn-offs: vore, ageplay, mind control, extreme gore.
So, without further delay, here are the plots that are heating me up at the moment... Drop me a private message if you're interested. And please don't post directly to this thread? That way I can keep it nice and tidy for future updates. Thank you, for your time reading this far!
"You have a meeting with the master of the Merchants’ Guild, to discuss tax rates for the coming season. Confess that you don’t understand financial matters, and beg for his help. Make sure to giggle and flirt while you do it. Sign whatever agreement he puts in front of you, no matter how one-sided it is."
If her foes can’t remove the queen from power outright, they can still destroy her: by making her humiliate herself, in front of her enemies and allies alike, and reshape the smart and powerful woman’s image into a powerless, vapid, whorish bimbo.
"The Alk’m prince arrives tomorrow. You will vocally admire his serving-girls, their grace, their obedience. If he jokingly offers to have his seamstress tailor you a set of harem silks, you will accept with enthusiasm. And of course, you’ll model them for him. A bit of dance training might suit you well. Ensure that he goes home to his people bragging about how easily tamed the dread queen was, and how your kingdom will soon be a puppet of his."
Her blackmailer will ensure that no one respects her, no one fears her, and by the end even her staunchest allies will demand she be removed from the throne as she is compelled into disastrous decisions and forced to make them look like the result of her own incompetence.
"You’ll be wearing this lovely necklace to the dinner with the Ornesse delegation. Yes, those runes read ‘Slut’ in the Ornesse language, which you will pretend not to read or understand. Half the people in the room do, however, and they’ll be treated to the sight of a queen so dull-witted that she can be tricked into wearing such a shameful thing. Do you think they’ll tell you the truth, or have some fun at your expense?"
The queen’s downfall, and the spiral into humiliation and shame that will utterly destroy her life and her reign, has begun.
She’s taken by his aura of masculine power, by his strength, his casual cruelty. And as her innate hunger for submission grows along with her desire, she can’t help but imagine – and then obsess – about what it might be like to kneel under the shadow of his whip.
For the slaver’s part, he certainly doesn’t want to endanger his profitable relationship with the girl’s father…but then again, even a pampered noblewoman can be taught obedience and silence. She’s attractive, and has the even more rare quality of being a willing submissive, aching for the collar. She could be a bit of fun. Or a bit of profit.
After all, should said noble maiden end up sneaking out of her house night after night, secretly spending her evenings shaking her bare tits in a dockside bar or whoring in a sailors’ brothel, it’s not like anyone in that part of town knows her family. And if she objects…well, she did wonder what it would be like to be a slave, didn’t she? Perhaps she’ll learn that slavery begins with having her spirit broken, just like any other animal in need of training, until she can’t conceive of saying ‘no’ to her rightful master.
For that matter, she may eventually realize her fevered fantasy of standing, stripped and chained, on an auction block. There are any number of foreign lords who would love to add such a prize to their harems, either to savor her charms or to ransom her back to her family. It doesn’t really matter what they do to her, once she’s been sold. If the girl wants to be a piece of property, that’s exactly what she’ll become. It's far too late to change her mind now.
Her rival, feigning respect and sympathy for the woman he despises, begged the king not to execute her. Instead, she was offered an alternative punishment, one that will give the peasantry the catharsis and cheer they deserve after such a crushing defeat. A punishment personally overseen by her rival.
The general is ordered to present herself before a public gathering. She will be stripped of her rank, her sword and her uniform, and offer a full confession of her many crimes – in other words, anything her rival wants her to confess to, no matter how shocking or untrue. Then she will be led through the streets in chains to the cathedral square, where her punishment will truly begin.
For twenty-four hours, she will be shamed, by any methods her rival desires. She may be whipped. Branded. Tortured for the pleasure of the crowd. Raped, for their cheers and delight. Locked in a pillory and offered for public use, or made to serve as a spittoon or a toilet. She will weep, she will beg, and her pride – and possibly her mind – will be shattered as her rightful penance for her cowardice.
And should she survive the ordeal? She will be reduced to the rank of private and given to her rival as the property of his regiment from that day forward. Perhaps to become a serving-girl, a humiliated mascot, a barracks whore who sleeps in a cage, surrounded by soldiers who are savoring every minute of the former general’s fall from glory.
A few of my favorite things (not mandatory, just putting them out for consideration): public humiliation, gangbangs, unattractive partners, slutty clothing and uniforms, bimbofication, nonconsent and rape, watersports, bestiality, tattoos/piercings, sexual torture, degradation and verbal abuse.
Turn-offs: vore, ageplay, mind control, extreme gore.
So, without further delay, here are the plots that are heating me up at the moment... Drop me a private message if you're interested. And please don't post directly to this thread? That way I can keep it nice and tidy for future updates. Thank you, for your time reading this far!
Ending Her Reign (blackmail, non-con)
A cruel, haughty queen cares for only three things in the world: her power, her wealth, and her younger sister. An enemy seizes the chance to take away all three. Her sister is kidnapped; to keep her safe and alive, the queen simply has to follow every instruction she’s given, to the letter. Every instruction."You have a meeting with the master of the Merchants’ Guild, to discuss tax rates for the coming season. Confess that you don’t understand financial matters, and beg for his help. Make sure to giggle and flirt while you do it. Sign whatever agreement he puts in front of you, no matter how one-sided it is."
If her foes can’t remove the queen from power outright, they can still destroy her: by making her humiliate herself, in front of her enemies and allies alike, and reshape the smart and powerful woman’s image into a powerless, vapid, whorish bimbo.
"The Alk’m prince arrives tomorrow. You will vocally admire his serving-girls, their grace, their obedience. If he jokingly offers to have his seamstress tailor you a set of harem silks, you will accept with enthusiasm. And of course, you’ll model them for him. A bit of dance training might suit you well. Ensure that he goes home to his people bragging about how easily tamed the dread queen was, and how your kingdom will soon be a puppet of his."
Her blackmailer will ensure that no one respects her, no one fears her, and by the end even her staunchest allies will demand she be removed from the throne as she is compelled into disastrous decisions and forced to make them look like the result of her own incompetence.
"You’ll be wearing this lovely necklace to the dinner with the Ornesse delegation. Yes, those runes read ‘Slut’ in the Ornesse language, which you will pretend not to read or understand. Half the people in the room do, however, and they’ll be treated to the sight of a queen so dull-witted that she can be tricked into wearing such a shameful thing. Do you think they’ll tell you the truth, or have some fun at your expense?"
The queen’s downfall, and the spiral into humiliation and shame that will utterly destroy her life and her reign, has begun.
The Slaver (dub-con, may become non-con)
A young and noble maiden may be given to all manner of unwise infatuations and flights of fancy. She might be attracted to a lowborn man, or an ill-mannered one. This aristocrat’s daughter, though, finds her attentions drawn to a most dangerous sort. Her father regularly does business with a trainer and merchant of slaves, and she can’t get him out of her mind.She’s taken by his aura of masculine power, by his strength, his casual cruelty. And as her innate hunger for submission grows along with her desire, she can’t help but imagine – and then obsess – about what it might be like to kneel under the shadow of his whip.
For the slaver’s part, he certainly doesn’t want to endanger his profitable relationship with the girl’s father…but then again, even a pampered noblewoman can be taught obedience and silence. She’s attractive, and has the even more rare quality of being a willing submissive, aching for the collar. She could be a bit of fun. Or a bit of profit.
After all, should said noble maiden end up sneaking out of her house night after night, secretly spending her evenings shaking her bare tits in a dockside bar or whoring in a sailors’ brothel, it’s not like anyone in that part of town knows her family. And if she objects…well, she did wonder what it would be like to be a slave, didn’t she? Perhaps she’ll learn that slavery begins with having her spirit broken, just like any other animal in need of training, until she can’t conceive of saying ‘no’ to her rightful master.
For that matter, she may eventually realize her fevered fantasy of standing, stripped and chained, on an auction block. There are any number of foreign lords who would love to add such a prize to their harems, either to savor her charms or to ransom her back to her family. It doesn’t really matter what they do to her, once she’s been sold. If the girl wants to be a piece of property, that’s exactly what she’ll become. It's far too late to change her mind now.
The General's Disgrace (non-con)
She is a warrior, a hero, a champion of her king, and she has fought long and hard to prove herself again and again both in the court and upon the battlefield. So no one was more surprised than she when she returned from a disastrous engagement, and found herself clapped in chains. She is the victim of a conspiracy: her greatest rival and his officers concocted a scheme to blame her for the attack’s failure, and paid-off soldiers rendered sworn, damning testimony: they allege that the great general is a coward, who abandoned her post and her men, fleeing in terror before the enemy.Her rival, feigning respect and sympathy for the woman he despises, begged the king not to execute her. Instead, she was offered an alternative punishment, one that will give the peasantry the catharsis and cheer they deserve after such a crushing defeat. A punishment personally overseen by her rival.
The general is ordered to present herself before a public gathering. She will be stripped of her rank, her sword and her uniform, and offer a full confession of her many crimes – in other words, anything her rival wants her to confess to, no matter how shocking or untrue. Then she will be led through the streets in chains to the cathedral square, where her punishment will truly begin.
For twenty-four hours, she will be shamed, by any methods her rival desires. She may be whipped. Branded. Tortured for the pleasure of the crowd. Raped, for their cheers and delight. Locked in a pillory and offered for public use, or made to serve as a spittoon or a toilet. She will weep, she will beg, and her pride – and possibly her mind – will be shattered as her rightful penance for her cowardice.
And should she survive the ordeal? She will be reduced to the rank of private and given to her rival as the property of his regiment from that day forward. Perhaps to become a serving-girl, a humiliated mascot, a barracks whore who sleeps in a cage, surrounded by soldiers who are savoring every minute of the former general’s fall from glory.