Disclaimer: In all honesty, I'm crap at coming up with plots from a blank slate,
and these are only my random thoughts, and not all that I'm into; not even close. Rather than start with a pre-determined, set plot, I prefer to come up with something unique in collaboration as my strange mind tends to focus much better, and my plotting creativity kicks up a few notches, when I'm bouncing ideas back and forth off someone else.
If you have a particular craving/kink in mind (that you think fits in with the overall theme of my thread), don't hesitate to throw it at me, all I can do is say no.
The Girl-Next-Door (Taken, concept being incorporated as part of another ongoing story, so unless we can find a unique spin to put on it, probably not interested at the moment)
“Models (female), 18-19, required for catalogue, website and private photo shoots. Great hourly rate and flexible conditions with a reputable company. Afternoons, weekends, or evening work available. Perfect opportunity for college students, all welcome to apply. No nudity required. Contact Connor on ..............."
That was the advertisement thirty-three year old Connor Adams had placed in local newspapers and on the college community boards a week ago and as far as he was concerned, it spoke the truth. His company, Girl Next Door Productions, was reputable - within the pornography industry - and nudity wasn’t a requirement. Not, that was, unless you wanted regular work and the ability to earn ten times as much as you could flipping burgers in a fast-food joint. A small fish in a big pond, Connor planned to become a shark.
The films the larger porn production company's made, and the girls they used - pretend 'teenagers' with bleached blonde hair, pierced lips, noses and eyebrows, tramp-stamps, and the most incredibly fake orgasms he'd ever witnessed -. were all too similar, and no longer offered the public anything they hadn't seen a thousand times before, so he'd come up with a new idea. The girl-next-door. A barely legal,, articulate and personable young woman with a bright future ahead; one who Father's would be proud to claim as a daughter, and Mother's to think of as a son's future bride.
And once he found that Girl-Next-Door, he'd take those Mothers and Fathers, along with brothers, sisters, friends, lovers and peers, on an ever intensifying journey; able to watch every minute of the once normal teenage girl's life as she was transformed into an Internet sensation, and filthy, depraved, insatiable, cock-craving whore. There, but for the grace of God, goes my daughter. It was a sure-fire winner.
If, deep down, she desired what he offered, so much the better. Now he just had to find her.
She's an eighteen year high-school senior, near graduation and looking forward to moving to a new state to attend college after the Holiday's, and beginning her quest for independence. Attractive, but not stunningly gorgeous, neither a virgin or a slut, she's your typical, studious, girl-next door. He's an elder man, around thirty or so, and handsome enough, who approaches her outside the school gates with a proposition.
One night, $5,000 an hour, and all she needs do is to entertain he and some high-flying business colleagues for the evening at his mansion. A chance to let her hair down; in total confidence, without judgement; and experience something many woman fantasise about. It will be her secret to keep forever, and she's free to leave at any time with the money earned; however a further $100,000 will be paid if she stays until morning. Enough to ensure she'll be able to be concentrate on her studies, and enjoy College life, without the need to work.
A once in a lifetime offer, and it's only one night.
(As always, I'm not looking for a 'sub', or for this to be a total smut-fest, but for there to be a good lead-in, and a slow buildup to more kinky, and extreme acts, as it explores the psychology of the young woman agreeing to participate in sexual scenarios/acts that she never could have imagined. Kinks to be discussed)
The business man and the stripper
He frequented the clubs, not because of the women, well girls really, dancing naked up on the stage. He did it, because, since Amy died and his wife had left there wasn't really much else. At least it took his mind of things for a while. That and his job, it helped keep the anger at bay.
From the moment he saw her, he couldn't get her out of his mind. Not in a lustful way, or not that he recognised as such. It was her looks, her smile, her youth, how she reminded him of his daughter. He had the money, he might be able to help her. To help her leave that dirty business, to find something else, to maybe even to go to College.
She was young, and she stripped for a living. It was as simple as that. She got naked for strange men, and she loved it. She loved the attention, the admiring glances, the money, the fact that all those men wanted to touch her..to have her. Who would want to work their ass off eight hours a day at minimum wage when they could do this?
All he wants to do is help her, all she wants is what's in his wallet. Who'll win this little game of manipulation. And what will become of the loser?
The man of her nightmares: (Not interested at the moment)
She'd met him at a college party. She hadn't really wanted to go, but her friends teased her and told her she'd never meet a guy if she never went out. So in the end she went, and was glad she did.
He was a little older, maybe too old to be there, but she didn't care. He was different from the other 'boys', the ones who just wanted to get her drunk and sleep with her. He was mature and funny and charming and made her feel good.
Still, she couldn't help wondering, out of all the girls at the party, why would he be interested in her? Not that she wasn't attractive, she was. She was just a little shy and didn't show off her body or act slutty like the others.
She was known as the Ice Queen, for that's he what he always called a woman who refused to sleep with him, however, in reality she was anything but, enjoying the power of using her attractiveness to tease and taunt men with that they couldn't have. Usually, he'd take things into his own hands, but this time there was a problem, she just happened to be his boss. If only he could find a way to turn the tables, what with the business convention coming up and all. The entertainment at those things was always so boring, he'd love for her to become the main attraction. ( exhibitionism/voyeurism/multiple partners and/or gangabang, and a lot more possibilities, depending on kinks.)
Compliance (No interest at the moment)
I've been thinking of writing a scene based on the 'true story' and subsequent movie 'Compliance'. It would involve me/us playing multiple characters and possibly the 'sharing' of some minor OC's, but I have a few ideas on how it could work. For those of you who may not have seen or heard of it, this is stolen from IMDB:
"At a fast food restaurant, the manager, Sandra, is having a bad day. Suddenly, she gets a phone call from a man claiming to be a police officer who has a complaint that one of her young female employees has stolen from a customer. At the orders of this authoritative sounding stranger, Sandra takes the apparent accused, Becky, to a back room to search her before she is picked up. Once there, the phone scammer manipulates the gullible personnel into participating in Becky's sexual humiliation that grows more twisted with every new sucker on the phone."[/color]
Partners In Depravity
Our own take on the Ian Brady/Myra Hindley serial killer partnership. The relationship between the two of them, and how they become a partnership, as well as their depraved acts. Would require a female partner to play as a joint protagonist with my character. I have a concept of this being a group roleplay - initially commencing as a 'one-on-one', where the relationship is developed between the two main characters, then opening it up to others (one at a time) to join in and play as one of their 'victims'.
Internet Killers (Taken)
I'm in the mood to unleash my dark side, and write something violent, misogynistic, and depraved. Whilst I expect the interactions between the two main characters to, at times, be mentally and physically violent, both sexually and non-sexually, I am looking for a fellow protagonist, not a 'Villain/Victim' relationship. Not for the squeamish, I envisage this being a Richard Laymon-esque serial killer/slasher movie parody, along the lines of 'Natural Born Killers', on steroids, but with more character development/plot, and quite an amount of dark humour. Depraved, but fun, and light-hearted at times. Many kinks and acts of perversion are on the table in service of the story, depending on limits. I've a lot of ideas of where it could go, and how it could work, and am open to suggestions.
He was a thirty-something security consultant, highly intelligent and respected by his peers. She was a twenty-something college student, bright and attractive, your typical girl next door. He was a closet psychopath. She had a dangerous kink. He fantasised about raping, torturing and killing young women. She got off to seeing others in pain. They met in an underground chat-room. She issued him a challenge. Did he have the balls, or was he all talk? That was how it began.
Good Guy Lucifer
A vague idea to to write a story inspired by the 'Good Guy Lucifer' Memes, whereas Satan is the misunderstood, good guy, and God, the Evil one who, by virtue of having her book published first, claimed all of the credit for being 'Good'. I'd envisage it as a parody, with a female God, but as far for a greater story, I've a few ideas, but am finding them hard to coalesce in my mind.
Possibly Satan and God are a couple, having trouble with their sexually precocious teenage daughter, Eve, and wayward adopted son, Jesus, with every earthquake, tornado and tsunami, a result of marital bickering, and a "Just because we're married, you can't tell me what to do" attitude from God, met with a "I think we need counseling, honey, you've just killed another three-hundred-thousand people," eyeball-rolling response type dynamic between them. Would also like to throw a solid overarching story-line in there as well, and sexual themes/scenarios, which could be quite varied.
One thing that attracts me in this idea is that, with the concept of God being eternal and omnipresent, time-lines and location wouldn't matter. We could move from the present day in one post, to God, in a fit of pique, flooding the Earth in the next, then onto Samson and Delilah, or Sodom and Gomorrah, soon after, potentially playing the characters out, and putting our own unique spin on each scenario, but that's just me spitballing.
Anyway's if anyone's at all interested, in the basic concept, shoot me a PM, open to a variety of ideas with it.
Also, something with Political Intrigue, and an intern who's more than she appears to be; sent to sexually entrap a Senator for Political gain, however receives more than she bargains for. Could be dark, as in revenge/consequences for the Intern, or turn into them working together towards a greater purpose.
Curiosity Killed The Cat
Would like to do a coercion/blackmail roleplay where a female 'victim' is complicit in her own corruption. Basic concept that comes to mind is a daughter/wife of a well-known businessman, bored with her safe life, or disciplinarian upbringing, escapes for an evening of excitement, leading to her, of her own volition, hooking up with the 'wrong guy'; a drug dealer/criminal, or the like, who, on discovering her identity, sets out to extort her for sexual favours, and possibly as a drug-runner. The point of difference being, rather then a hatred or the situation, the female character would be aroused by it, with any 'resistance' not real, but used as a self-justification for her to enter (and pro-actively place herself) into increasingly depraved and dangerous situations. Thinking the scenario would jump between that relationship, and the one with her Father/Husband, where she'd need to maintain her 'good-girl' persona, and keep her secret life hidden.
He’d managed to conceal it his entire life, to hide it from those who would try to change or 'help' him. Sure, some had their suspicions, but it was nothing they could put their finger on, nothing which could be proven – he'd never allow that to happen.
Some knew more than others, of course; the ones he'd hurt before and a couple of his friends. Friends? Maybe acolytes was a better word, 'friends' implied that he was capable of caring for someone other than himself. It wasn't like they'd tell anyone though, the acolytes reaped the benefits, and the others? Well, they'd seen what he was capable of.
Still even then, they didn’t really know, not the whole truth. That underneath the charming, intelligent and friendly exterior there lay a true sociopath, totally incapable of remorse or empathy; one whose sole pleasure in life came from the pain of others, who could only feel true emotion through their suffering.
From the moment he saw her, he knew. She was just another victim, another toy to play with. He’d charm, befriend, manipulate and isolate her, until, in the end, he was the only one she could depend upon, the only one she could trust and, in return, he'd be the only one who cared for her. And once she trusted him, completely, he'd betray her.
They had yet to speak, but he knew how it would be, it would be as it was before. He closed his eyes and the images ran through his mind, as if watching a silent movie. He could see the look of pain and disbelief on her face; the dawning realisation that this is what he'd always wanted. Although there was no sound, he knew through her wide open mouth she would be screaming and begging for him to make it stop, pleading for it not to be true.
And he'd watch, and he'd laugh and he'd mock, as his friends systematically used and violated her and her mind and body were broken, but most of all he would feel. Her emotions and her pain would be his emotions, his pain, and for that fleeting moment in time at least, he'd be able to feel something.
(Looking for a particular dynamic in this, in that not a female 'victim' type, but a normal, girl-next-door, and for the relationship to include consensual, 'enjoyable' sex, initiated by either/both parties, as subtle manipulation occurs behind her back, leading to a brutal, non-consensual coup de gras.)