Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)Hey! I want to play a couple of prompts that follow a similar sort of theme. If you want to play you must be:
1) Into writing multiple characters, playing a world and keen to be involved in a long lasting roleplay.
2) Up for advanced planning and OOC dialogue, as well as amenable to ideas that I have for this RP! (I say that because I can be quite strict about how I want some of my ideas to play out, so you've been warned!)
3) Into my kinks.
As a quick note - Please don't send me an RP post straight away, as I want to discuss this RP first! Also, no one liners or requests to talk about/RP something other than my prompt.
If you can't write posts that are several paragraphs long then this is not the RP for you. Also, no god modding or playing my characters please
Message me!
Kinks:
Specific Kinks: Bimbofication (physical only, not mind control), Corruption, Fingers In Mouth, High Heels, Hoop Earrings, Fat/Ugly Partners, Lip Gloss, Teasing, Being called Fat, Rivalries, Prostitution, Sexy/Slutty Clothing, Rich but Slutty Clothes, Jewellery, Weight Gain, Noncon, Beautiful Women, Branding, Tattoos, Piercings, Humiliation, Being forced to Dance, Knife to Throat, Hair Pulling and many more.
Breaking the Queen
Finally, victory will be mine. After so long.
Lavinia had only been a girl of thirteen when the Empire of Vorz had invaded her father's kingdom. King Ulthar was a strong man and a fierce leader and for a while the legions of Vorz were held back. But the Empire was far larger and had an almost limitless amount of soldiers. And so Princess Lavinia, the king's only child, was sent far away to the east to the Nine Cities, where she would be safe from the Empire's reach. No sooner was she gone that the kingdom fell and King Ulthar was slain.
And there, in the Nince Cities, is where Queen Lavinia, rightful heir to the kingdom of Alteria has been living for the past five years. With the few loyal advisers and knights that went with her she has been able grow a large mercenary army. Oh, she had had to do some growing up, but it was all worth it to regain her throne. She'd learned how to wield a sword, had been taught how to wear a dress and charm a man into lending her his armies and now that she had her legion she would return home. The shy and naive princess had become a beautiful young woman, with full curves, plump lips, golden curls and a smile that could drip honey or shatter hearts.
Staring across the open plain, her Ten Thousand at her back, Queen Lavinia watched as the Empire's general and guard rode towards her to parlay. She had taken her two most loyal knights with her and would offer the Empire her terms only once: Surrender or die. Her own army outnumbered that of the Empire three to one and her general ranked among the most famous in the world. With a ferocious glee on her face, Lavinia looked forward to the moment that the Empire's general would kneel before her, surrendering his forces.
What she didn't know was that, mere moments from now, the brute of a general would smash his steel fist into Lavinia's beautiful face, shattering the teeth behind her luscious, pert mouth into pieces. He would break her there, in front of the two armies, snapping her wrists and pounding her face into a swollen, broken and twisted mess, while his Magus held her bodyguards frozen with his sorcery. The Ten Thousand would be slaughtered, while Lavinia is brought to the Empire's capital, for her body and face to be healed - magic could do anything.
She would be forced into a decadently rich and sexual outfit, fit with towering heels, brash jewels, and heavy makeup. Then, and only then, would Lavinia be thrown at the feet of Emperor Gorsha the Fat, where the once powerful Queen-to-be would mewl in submission and beg to call him master.
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Princess Enslaved
The war against the Tymerian Empire had been going for too long. At first, Queen Lavinia had been able to fend off the invaders, her armies united and strong. The knights of the Antherian Kingdom were loyal and valiant and after the first year of war it seemed like the Empire might be retreating. But being on the receiving end of an invasion from a huge, sprawling empire was never going to be easy and slowly Antheria was wearing down. The border cities fell first, then several fortresses that had been deemed impenetrable. Now, after two years, the Imperial army was closing in on the capital and only the pure resolve of the Antherian knights were holding them back.
Something had to change - men were needed. None of the Kingom's allies had come to their aid and so Queen Lavinia had to make a very disagreeable decision. In the east, the Sultanate of Vorz was home to vast slave armies, owned by the Chainlords of Vorz. Each of these horrifically rich men owned thousands of men who were bred and trained to fight. If they could hold out just long enough for an army of slaves to be employed then maybe the Antherian Kingdom would surprise.
And so Princess Chantal, the queen's youngest, was chosen to lead the ambassadorial mission to Vorz. Chantal was the kingdom's crowning beauty, a gorgeous young girl who was said to be the likeness of the Goddess of Beauty. The Princess had been the only member of the royal family to not be involved in the war effort and so he had volunteered to travel to Vorz and hire the army. And so she set off, with an escort of guards, to travel to the sultanate and meet with one Chainlord named Gorsha.
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The Whore Sorceress
I would like to play a beautiful young sorceress in an OC kingdom that we both control, though I am definitely looking for more of a DM/GM type partner. The sorceress herself is a badass who's weakness is her vanity and arrogance, which are all too easy to exploit.
She'll start off in a lofty position as the king's sorceress, though that soon changes. The idea is that she's sent on a mission but is kidnapped by slavers and sold off.
I thought the sorceress (let's call her Amelia/Ami) should probably have a rival of some kind. I was thinking that obviously she thinks of herself as really powerful but also amazingly attractive but there is another sorceress at court who is even more beautiful and powerful than her and it makes her incredibly jealous. Would be amusing to have a bitchy dynamic between them, with the other maybe trying to force Ami into being a bit of a sub, trying to dominate and humiliate her.
At some point there could be this super brutal, huge, muscular, Conan-like barbarian guy with a huge sword who basically causes havoc in the kingdom and slaughters entire armies. It'd be such a threat that the two sorceresses actually have to team up to fight him. The outcome? Well... He basically defeats them and is so super butch and masculine that they are forced to submit to him and end up worshiping him, kneeling in front of him as they both kiss and lap at his cock. He could even take the throne and have both of them on his lap while he sees to his kingdom.
1) Into writing multiple characters, playing a world and keen to be involved in a long lasting roleplay.
2) Up for advanced planning and OOC dialogue, as well as amenable to ideas that I have for this RP! (I say that because I can be quite strict about how I want some of my ideas to play out, so you've been warned!)
3) Into my kinks.
As a quick note - Please don't send me an RP post straight away, as I want to discuss this RP first! Also, no one liners or requests to talk about/RP something other than my prompt.
If you can't write posts that are several paragraphs long then this is not the RP for you. Also, no god modding or playing my characters please
Message me!
Kinks:
Specific Kinks: Bimbofication (physical only, not mind control), Corruption, Fingers In Mouth, High Heels, Hoop Earrings, Fat/Ugly Partners, Lip Gloss, Teasing, Being called Fat, Rivalries, Prostitution, Sexy/Slutty Clothing, Rich but Slutty Clothes, Jewellery, Weight Gain, Noncon, Beautiful Women, Branding, Tattoos, Piercings, Humiliation, Being forced to Dance, Knife to Throat, Hair Pulling and many more.
Breaking the Queen
Finally, victory will be mine. After so long.
Lavinia had only been a girl of thirteen when the Empire of Vorz had invaded her father's kingdom. King Ulthar was a strong man and a fierce leader and for a while the legions of Vorz were held back. But the Empire was far larger and had an almost limitless amount of soldiers. And so Princess Lavinia, the king's only child, was sent far away to the east to the Nine Cities, where she would be safe from the Empire's reach. No sooner was she gone that the kingdom fell and King Ulthar was slain.
And there, in the Nince Cities, is where Queen Lavinia, rightful heir to the kingdom of Alteria has been living for the past five years. With the few loyal advisers and knights that went with her she has been able grow a large mercenary army. Oh, she had had to do some growing up, but it was all worth it to regain her throne. She'd learned how to wield a sword, had been taught how to wear a dress and charm a man into lending her his armies and now that she had her legion she would return home. The shy and naive princess had become a beautiful young woman, with full curves, plump lips, golden curls and a smile that could drip honey or shatter hearts.
Staring across the open plain, her Ten Thousand at her back, Queen Lavinia watched as the Empire's general and guard rode towards her to parlay. She had taken her two most loyal knights with her and would offer the Empire her terms only once: Surrender or die. Her own army outnumbered that of the Empire three to one and her general ranked among the most famous in the world. With a ferocious glee on her face, Lavinia looked forward to the moment that the Empire's general would kneel before her, surrendering his forces.
What she didn't know was that, mere moments from now, the brute of a general would smash his steel fist into Lavinia's beautiful face, shattering the teeth behind her luscious, pert mouth into pieces. He would break her there, in front of the two armies, snapping her wrists and pounding her face into a swollen, broken and twisted mess, while his Magus held her bodyguards frozen with his sorcery. The Ten Thousand would be slaughtered, while Lavinia is brought to the Empire's capital, for her body and face to be healed - magic could do anything.
She would be forced into a decadently rich and sexual outfit, fit with towering heels, brash jewels, and heavy makeup. Then, and only then, would Lavinia be thrown at the feet of Emperor Gorsha the Fat, where the once powerful Queen-to-be would mewl in submission and beg to call him master.
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Princess Enslaved
The war against the Tymerian Empire had been going for too long. At first, Queen Lavinia had been able to fend off the invaders, her armies united and strong. The knights of the Antherian Kingdom were loyal and valiant and after the first year of war it seemed like the Empire might be retreating. But being on the receiving end of an invasion from a huge, sprawling empire was never going to be easy and slowly Antheria was wearing down. The border cities fell first, then several fortresses that had been deemed impenetrable. Now, after two years, the Imperial army was closing in on the capital and only the pure resolve of the Antherian knights were holding them back.
Something had to change - men were needed. None of the Kingom's allies had come to their aid and so Queen Lavinia had to make a very disagreeable decision. In the east, the Sultanate of Vorz was home to vast slave armies, owned by the Chainlords of Vorz. Each of these horrifically rich men owned thousands of men who were bred and trained to fight. If they could hold out just long enough for an army of slaves to be employed then maybe the Antherian Kingdom would surprise.
And so Princess Chantal, the queen's youngest, was chosen to lead the ambassadorial mission to Vorz. Chantal was the kingdom's crowning beauty, a gorgeous young girl who was said to be the likeness of the Goddess of Beauty. The Princess had been the only member of the royal family to not be involved in the war effort and so he had volunteered to travel to Vorz and hire the army. And so she set off, with an escort of guards, to travel to the sultanate and meet with one Chainlord named Gorsha.
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The Whore Sorceress
I would like to play a beautiful young sorceress in an OC kingdom that we both control, though I am definitely looking for more of a DM/GM type partner. The sorceress herself is a badass who's weakness is her vanity and arrogance, which are all too easy to exploit.
She'll start off in a lofty position as the king's sorceress, though that soon changes. The idea is that she's sent on a mission but is kidnapped by slavers and sold off.
I thought the sorceress (let's call her Amelia/Ami) should probably have a rival of some kind. I was thinking that obviously she thinks of herself as really powerful but also amazingly attractive but there is another sorceress at court who is even more beautiful and powerful than her and it makes her incredibly jealous. Would be amusing to have a bitchy dynamic between them, with the other maybe trying to force Ami into being a bit of a sub, trying to dominate and humiliate her.
At some point there could be this super brutal, huge, muscular, Conan-like barbarian guy with a huge sword who basically causes havoc in the kingdom and slaughters entire armies. It'd be such a threat that the two sorceresses actually have to team up to fight him. The outcome? Well... He basically defeats them and is so super butch and masculine that they are forced to submit to him and end up worshiping him, kneeling in front of him as they both kiss and lap at his cock. He could even take the throne and have both of them on his lap while he sees to his kingdom.
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