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Gnothi's Current Cravings and Story Ideas




Status and Availability:  10/16/18 - ACTIVELY Seeking New Stories - I'm trying to get back into writing, as my muse has been dead essentially.  All I have are group games and another solo, but I'd love to add more to it in order to try and jump start my muse.

Welcome to Gnothi's revamped, new and improved official seeking thread.


This thread is my official seeking thread where I post all of the scenes, stories, and characters that I'm looking to write for one-on-one and one shot scenes.  It's constantly changing, and only a fraction of the story ideas that I have, but this is a good place to go to get a general idea of what sort of stories I'm craving and what I'm currently looking for in terms of more intimate writing experiences.

I strongly encourage you to look to my Preferences Thread to get a better idea of who I am as a writer, what I'm interested in when it comes to writing, and what I look for in terms of partners.  Plus you might get some giggles out of it, who knows.



Current Top 5 Cravings
Honestly, I'm up for anything.  Right now, my cravings are focused more on relationships, primarily lesbian and taboo relationships, but I can be convinced to do other things mentioned in this thread below


What Gnothi Looks For in a Partner
I hate to say it, but I'm picky and selective with whom I write with.  I know, it's bad, and probably pisses people off, but I just am who I am and am not going to apologize for it.

I look at your post history first and foremost.  I don't mind if you're new or anything like that, but I do like to see at least some samples of your writing.  I need to be intrigued by your style, captivated, and not feel like I'm reading something from grade school where every sentence or paragraph begins with the same word (i.e. He did this, He did that, He thought this, etc, etc, etc,).  I'll always prefer quality above all else, and can only get into a story if I feel something from your words.

I also look at your On's and Off's, your Seeking Thread, etc. to get an idea of the person behind the screen.  This helps be figure out what you value in a partner.  If you're someone that needs a post a day to keep your interest, or a post on a set schedule, it's not going to work out.  I've got a job and commitments outside of Elliquiy and the internet that come first and will always come first (unless you want to pay my bills, then I'll write with you all day every day). 

Lastly, I look at our past writing relationship, whatever it may be.  If you're someone who has always written the female character, for example, and never offers me the chance, I'm going to have a hard time saying yes.  I don't mind writing male characters, or female characters, or trans character, non-binary, etc., but if you consistently never give me the option, I'm going to be hesitant.  I also look at how our past stories ended, and how I felt from our past writing (i.e., if I felt like you were focusing on sexual scenes, etc).



A Note on PMs
If I don't respond back to you, or take a long time in responding, please don't take it personally.  I work and have commitments outside of Elliquiy that, quite frankly, drain me of energy to the point where I just want to relax and watch television or read a book after work.  Sometimes I do need a bit of a nudge to get a response I'll admit, so don't hesitate to do so (just be polite about it).
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Re: Gnothi's Current Cravings and Story Ideas
« Reply #1 on: June 16, 2017, 11:40:25 AM »
One-on-One Long Term Plots

This section here is a collection of my more fleshed out ideas and plots that are either brand new, or are older ones that I'm currently craving.  This is only a taste of the ideas that I have, as to list every single one of my ideas would take up a couple of posts.




Domestic Servitude
Inspirations:  Random thoughts in the middle of the night
Rating:  Bondage Human, Extreme Solo, or Small Group (depending on kinks, available writers, etc.)
Pairing:  Male X Female X Female (Married Couple X Female)
Looking For:  Seeking Male or Female Characters
Themes:  Modern Setting.  Cash for Services, Couple, BDSM, Questioning of Morality, Servitude, Fracturing of a Relationship

~~~

This is a little bit of a variation upon my one-on-one story entitled "A Little Extra Cash".  Instead of it being a single male and the arrangement with a young woman, I thought of this as being a couple and the young woman they have brought in.

What I had thought of was the two of them, the husband and wife (middle aged, successful, kinky, etc) bringing in a young woman they had met through some sort of fetish personals site or something such as that as (possibly a live-in?) maid/servant to help the young woman be trained and further her experience in the lifestyle.  Perhaps it starts off as a non-sexual thing, but slowly evolves into that with rules.  Perhaps eventually the rules are broken and cast away.  For a story, I thought of this young woman slowly breaking apart the couple, through no fault of her own.  Maybe the young dominant couple start to divide, both becoming jealous and wanting her for their selves?  Perhaps the tension between them (demanding jobs, unsuccessful pregnancy attempts, etc) have created the fractures, and this young woman is unknowingly the spark that breaks it apart?

There is plenty of room here for story development and building.  I would love to work with someone on this, and am open to just about anything.

I am also open to it being a One on One thing, in which it's one writer taking on the roles of the couple, or a small group involving two other writers.  Again, I'm very flexible on this.  I have written the role of the couple, both male and female, before, and certainly don't mind doing it again.  I also wouldn't mind working with another writer if they wanted to take on one member of the couple to build a shared history and personality of sorts.

I'm posting this here, rather than on the Group Game section (for now at least), to see what interest it garners.  All roles are up and open.




Duty
Inspirations:   Past ideas, thoughts
Rating:  Light or Extreme, depending on world and kinks
Pairing:  Male X Female (Husband X Wife)
Looking For:  Male Characters.  Patient writers.
Themes:  Modern.  Religious Cult.  Pregnancy.  Arranged Marriages.
 

~~~

In the interest of full disclosure, this idea is one which is something of a challenge for me due to personal reasons.  I'm looking for a patient and understanding partner to help write this.

Essentially, I wanted to do a relationship between two people who are in an arranged marriage.  However, this marriage, and their relationship, is driven by the confined religious cult in which they live in, one that is patriarchal, with extremely conservative social and cultural views.  These two people, who may have seen one another in the past but are strangers, are thrust together in an arranged marriage where it's expected that they breed and create a family together.

I am looking to write the female character.  As of this post, this is nonnegotiable.  I wanted to write a young woman, with some lingering, quiet doubts in her mind about the religion, forced into a marriage with a stranger with the added weight of carrying a child she does not know whether or not she wants.

As for the male character, its up to you.  One idea that came into mind was someone who was a widower.  Or even a man who has some questions and doubts about the religion as well.  Perhaps, over time, he allows her more freedoms that other husbands in the community would never allow their wives, and the two of them form a deep bond and relationship with one another.

I'm not looking for non-con, but am open to extreme situations in the overall world of the church community.




Two Broke Girls
Inspirations:   Tumblr
Rating:  Light or Bondage.  Possibly extreme if kinks align and come organically.
Pairing:  Female X Female (College Roommate X College Roommate)
Looking For:  Seeking Female Characters.
Themes:  Modern.  College Life.  Internet Pornography.  Unwanted Attention/Fame.  Surprise Relationships

~~~

College can be tough.  Sure, you know the academics are going to be a challenge, but college life, outside of academia?  Just trying to live in a big city is hard enough, especially so when there's no money from home to help get a meal on the table.  There's only so much a minimum wage, part-time job can provide and those unpaid internships are so aptly named. 

So what's a girl to do?

Maybe they're roommates.  Maybe they're just two girls who know each other vaguely on campus.  Maybe they met up through a flyer or an internet board.  Whatever the case is, they're in a bit of a pickle, financially, something that brings them closer together, and opens up a whole new line of job choices if they're serious about funding their way through school.




Down the Rabbit Hole
Inspirations:   Various Thoughts
Rating:  Light Human, Bondage Human, OR  Extreme Solo (Depending upon Kinks)
Pairing:  Male  X Female (Teacher - Student).  Seeking Male or Female Characters.
Looking For:  Seeking Male or Female Characters for Either Role.
Themes:  Modern Setting.  Seduction.  Reluctance.  Corruption of an Older Man.  Questions of Morality.  Infidelity.  Adultery.  High School.  Teacher and Student Relationships.

~~~

All his life, all he wanted was to be a teacher.  Ever since he was younger, it was all that he wanted.  He loved to teach when the opportunity arose.  Whether it was simple substitute teaching, or the occasional taking over job, he was always there and ready.  When he finally got his chance to be an actual, full time teacher, to follow his own lesson plan rather than someone else's, to actually be the teacher of his own class, he jumped at the opportunity.  Of course, there were sacrifices to be made.  A new town meant a big move for him and his family, but it was the beginning of a new life, a chance to live out his dream and provide for his family.  There was nothing that was going to ruin that for him...

Except for her...

The moment he saw her he knew she was trouble.  Beautiful.  Seductive eyes.  A body to kill for.  Oh yes, she was trouble.  It didn't help make matters better when she began to tease and flirt with him, slowly wearing down the man that thought he was resilient to the temptation of a woman like her.  I would love, love, love, for this to have an emphasis on the long term seduction, instead of something quick and easy.

This really is intended to be a slow, gradual burn of a story.  A game of mind fucks that goes on and on until he can't take it anymore, when either push comes to shove.  If you're looking for something to happen on the first couple of pages of posts, then this probably is not for you.




Don't Let Me Down
Inspirations:   Don't Let Me Down, by The Beatles 
Rating:  Light Solo, Bondage Solo, OR Extreme Solo (Depending upon Kinks)
Pairing:  Female X Female (Open to the possibility of Male X Female, but primarily interested in FxF)
Looking For:  Seeking Characters for Either Role.
Themes:  Modern.  Doomed Romance.  Domestic Abuse.  Lesbian Relationships.  Morality.

~~~

The house was quiet after he left.  It was always quiet when he left her there alone.  Same shit, different day.  It was just another day of living with him, the abusive, domineering monster of a man.  He knew no bounds, knew no limits when it came to disciplining his wife.  The bruises all over her body, from her face where his fist laid into her, to the bottoms of her feet where he caned her.  She couldn't take it anymore.  As she laid upon the tiled floor of the bathroom, laying in blood from her mouth, she just couldn't take it anymore.  Out of desperation, she called the one number that stuck out in her mind, the one person that would help her.

It was during college when the two of them met, one a seemingly straight-laced good girl, the other a free-spirited young woman that was free with herself.  The attraction between them was unexplainable, neither sure why, but it just happened.  Together the two came, experimenting and exploring with each other the different layers and feelings to each other's sexuality.  For the two of them, things became closer, more intimate by the day.  It was only a matter of time before the two of them moved in together in a small apartment on campus, perfect for just the two of them.

However, things weren't meant to be.  As college came to an end, the two girls went their separate ways, despite what each wanted.  For one, it was a career, a job that seemed perfect.  For the other, she despised the thought of living in the city, surrounded by people she didn't know, living a life and a lie that would force her to hide their relationship together.  And so the two went, on with their separate lives.

Until that night, the night that would change both of their lives.  One needed an out, a way to escape her abusive and frightening husband, and the other was more than eager to help her friend, her former lover.

This is a lesbian story about an abused and battered wife looking for a way out of her life of being abused.  After ten years without a single word, she finally calls her college lover, hoping and praying for a way out.  This could go either way.  We could have the abused wife murdering her abusive husband in a crazed rage, needing a place to hide, or go with her running away from her abusive husband, taking what money and valuables she could find, and running away to be with the only person that loved her.

Looking for the Abused or the Old Lover.




Life Lessons
Inspirations:  Past Ideas
Rating:  Light Human
Pairing:  Male X Female (Subject of Former Student X Former Teacher)
Looking For:  Seeking Male or Female Characters for Either Role.
Themes:  Modern.  Age Differences.  Adultery.  Past Relationships. 

~~~

With this story, I would prefer something of a more light and relaxed setting.  However, I am open to implementing various kinks and whatnot if it makes sense, instead of just adding it in for the sake of spicing up the story.  Light is preferred, but I am open to Bondage or Extreme.  I am not interested in making this into a Non-Con story.

Every year, to escape the stresses and pressures of life at home and a demanding work load as a high school teacher, she treats herself to a night of indulgence, all to herself.  Sometimes it's just checking into a hotel room, ordering room service and watching movies.  Sometimes, it's just a night of browsing the bookstores and spending a few hours in a local coffee shop, losing herself in a book.  Sometimes, it's a night at a cocktail bar, having a relaxing drink and dinner to herself.

It's on one of those special, indulgent nights, away from her husband, away from the kids at home, away from the pile of papers to read and grade, where she runs into a former student of hers, and sees how grown up he has become in the few years since graduating.

A one night stand ensues, and when she goes home, dealing with her shame, she thinks she'll never see him again, until she discovers that her former student has taken a new job at her husband's work.

For a long term story, I was thinking that this would focus on the two of them, dealing with the secret, and the relationships in their lives, and the romance that forms between them.
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Re: Gnothi's Current Cravings and Story Ideas
« Reply #2 on: June 16, 2017, 11:40:51 AM »
One Shot, or Short Term Plots

Unlike the section above, this part of my request thread deals primarily with story ideas that are One Shots, as in they have a short life.  I am open to expanding some of these to long term One-on-One stories if it fits and the chemistry all around is pretty good.


Working Title:  Nature Retreat

Status:  Available as of July 1st, 2018

Content:  Light to Bondage, dependent upon kinks.  MxF or FxF.

Scenario/Plot:  Two individuals on a blind-date type sexual matchmaking retreat.

A matchmaking company has rolled out a new program geared towards providing singles with a weekend get away.  These two individuals are paired up (after blood tests, background checks, etc) based on personality quizzes and sexuality quizzes, etc., and set up in a cabin situated within the property.

Our two characters would be paired up after being found to be a good match, and are set up in a cabin in the woods.  With no wifi and cell service, the two are encouraged to relax, unwind, and find other, more stimulating things, to entertain themselves.

Setting:  Modern - Wilderness

Requirements:  Must be patient.  I work and have other commitments outside of Elliquiy, meaning that I can not provide multiple posts on a daily basis, nor can I promise to post every single day.  I'd also like a partner that can provide a character that's not itching to dive into sexual scenes right off the bat.  I like a little bit of foreplay back and forth to establish a bit of chemistry between characters to make it more stimulating.

Other Information:  Slight preference for the female character, however I am open to writing the male role if I must.



Title:   The Payoff

Availability:  Open

Content Rating:  Dub-Con/Bondage

Story Tags:  Modern.  Dubious Consent. 

Blurb:  The things we do for family...

Story Idea:  A family is on a road trip across country, however, all it takes is one wrong turn, one idiotic desire to take a more scenic route for things to go south.  In the middle of nowhere, the family car breaks down on a deserted stretch of highway that seems forgotten, with no traffic at all on the horizon, and absolutely no cell service.  As the sun is slowly beginning to set, things are looking a little bleak, until a car is seen coming down the horizon. 

Yet this would-be savior isn't going to offer his help so freely, for everything has a price.

Essentially, I wanted do a short little erotic scene involving a family being forced to offer up the (legal) daughter in the family to this stranger for a few intimate moments in exchange for help.  Maybe a biker.  Corrupt cop.  Etc.  Bonus points for a two-on-one thing.

Other Info:  I don't want this to be one of those weird family gangbang or forced to watch/participate things.  I would rather see it as the young woman and their knight-in-not-so-shiny-armor going off somewhere private, like behind a boulder or old roadside sign, and do the deed in full ear-shot of the family.  No incest.

And while this is really intended to be just a one shot, I'm open to a long term thing, as usual, if there's a good idea to stretch it out beyond the one scene.

Requirements:  I have a very strong desire to write the female character.  I'd say this is nearly non-negotiable, but I'm open to ideas and proposals from fellow writers who wish to write the roles themselves.




Title:  Let Loose

Availability:  Open

Content Rating:  Light/Bondage preferred

Story Tags:  Modern.  One Night Stand.  Male X Female.

Blurb:  All she wanted was a night to herself...  A night to get away from the stressful, tedious life she had lived...  A night to let her hair down and let loose...

Story Idea:  It's a pretty straight forward and simple story idea.  Basically it's a shortened version of a previous idea.  A one night stand that comes from a dive bar, with her being in a place she would not normally be at, with a man she might not usually be with in her normal, every day life.  Maybe it's just been a stressful week at home and work.  Maybe she's on a road trip, coming back from something equally difficult and stressful. 

I kind of like the idea of her being on a road trip, on the way home or back from a family get-together or something like that which has been or was emotionally and mentally draining.  Far from home, and on the road, she pulls over at a dive bar, and lets her hair down to forget her troubles for just one night at least.

Ideally, I'd love to have a biker sort of character to play against, but I'm negotiable.

Requirements:  Looking for someone to take on the role of the male character in the story.  Open to turning this into a long term story.
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Re: Gnothi's Current Cravings and Story Ideas
« Reply #3 on: June 16, 2017, 11:41:21 AM »
Images That I Crave

This section is a bit new and different for me.

These are images that I've come across in my searches and browsing, and jump out at me in a way that I really want to play them.  It could be scenes, it could be character, one shots or long term.  If you see one that jumps out at you please PM me and we can work something out.

Updates will be made every month...  Or when I remember...  Or when I feel like it...  Or whenever...


NSFW Images

Summer Breeze - NSFW - 7/2
Goosebumps - NSFW - 6/16
Bareback - NSFW - 7/1
Goddesses - NSFW - 10/7

Random Images

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Re: Gnothi's Current Cravings and Story Ideas
« Reply #4 on: January 07, 2018, 02:18:27 AM »
Story Openers

Sometimes I get a tiny bit obsessed with an idea, and start to write a general opener for a story.  Some of these have been used before, just because I really like what I wrote and am proud of how it came out, but otherwise will go with the flow of a new story.


Magnum Opus



Idea:  This idea is a combination of two ideas of mine, "Last Hurrah" and "Taming the Muse".  I had thought of a talented, successful painter in her thirties who is given a diagnosis of terminal cancer.  While it's devastating at first, she comes to terms with it, and is determined to live her remaining life to the fullest, including painting her last painting before embracing death.

My Character:  A young, successful painter in her thirties, who is recently diagnosed with terminal cancer. 

Your Character:  What I had thought for this was for a younger male from the streets.  A younger vagrant who is living on his own in the streets, trying to survive.  I have a few face claims in mind, but would defer to your decision.

Themes and Outlook:  I would like this plot focused story to focus upon her decision to live her life, and this young man's helping, along the way.  I thought that she would come across him, and be so taken with him that she offers room and board in exchange to paint him.  They both could help each other along the way, with him helping her to experience the life she might not have experienced in the past, and she helping him to better himself and give himself more stability in life.





The change had been unmistakable.  It always was, she learned, when the news had been broken, the truth brought out into the light.  Crestfallen.  Despondent.  They always tried to put on a strong face, to be that pillar of strength they thought she needed in such times.  Pained smiles, pats upon her back or shoulder.  Some tried to be humorous, tried to brighten the dark, gloomy mood that had fallen over their relationships with her.

Martin Gomey was no different.  The smaller, older man had tried to put his best face forward as the two of them stepped out of the cozy, warm restaurant, and into the cold bleariness of winter.  Her agent offered a last smile, strained from the news that had been said, along with a gentle, delicate pat and caress upon the back of her shoulder.

“We're going to beat this thing, kid.” He said in the same gentle tone.  “I'm going to start hitting the phone, find you some of the best doctors and specialists in the world.”

Elaine Montgomery could only give the same tired, worn smile as she listened to the very words she had heard over and over again by those who knew.  She could only offer a gentle nod of her head, be polite and silent.  It wasn't easy, to stand there so often, to listen to those close to her try and give her hope, to try and give themselves hope, that she would be alright, that she could beat the cancer that was eating her away inside.

“I would appreciate that.  It means a lot to me.” She said automatically, the same practiced and given response that had been given to everyone who made such offers of help and assistance.

They said their goodbyes to one another.  The same embraces that were so gentle, so careful, as if they were afraid that even the slightest bit of pressure would break her into pieces.  Promises to call if she needed anything were made, though she knew she would not dare make such a call.  Goodbyes were said, laced with deeper emotions, before the two went their separate ways.  He, back to his home in the Bronx, where he would tell his wife the sad news that Elaine Montgomery has been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer.  She, back to her lonely loft in the city.

She walked in silence, a slow and careful walk among the people living their lives in the winter wonderland that Manhattan was becoming.  There was no rush to go back home.  Once, there might have been a time in the winter where she could not have waited to go home, dreaming of the warmth interior as the frozen hell grasped the city beyond the windows.  Such a night would have awakened the flame in her heart, causing the fingers and wrists to unleash the creative flow upon the canvas. 

But now...

It was a prison, waiting for her.  Her home, the confines where she would spend the rest of her days, waiting to die.

Guilt made her tell people the truth of the grave situation she was facing.  Her lawyer was the first to know, papers being drawn up to help manage her estate and finances.  She told her mother and siblings, breaking the news to them over the phone one after another, more out of some sense of duty, she supposed, than desire.  And now her agent knew the truth.

What they did not know...  What she could not tell them...  All of the offers for help, the friends that would be called, the inquiries made, all of it was for nothing.  Elaine had no plans to put herself through such hell, just for a few more months. 

She was going to die, and die upon her own terms, by her own rules.

Such a determination had hardened in the time spent after the diagnosis.  How she spent a week, locked away in her loft, drinking and crying, crying and drinking, on and on and on.  The Grief Stage, she thought.  But soon, she learned to accept it, to take in the fact that within two months, she would be dead and done in this world. 

To tell those who knew of the cancer, who had heard the admission from her own lips, they did not know that she had made her peace with such a timetable.  They all had the hope, the false hope, that she could survive it.  That, with treatments, surgeries, and medication, she could live a little while longer.  That, in time, she would beat the disease within her.

Two percent. 

With all of the surgeries, the mountains of pills, endless bouts of radiation, there was but a two percent chance she would be lucky enough to live to an old age.  Two measly percent.  And for the time until she died, she would be a ghost of her former self.  Bedridden.  Her insides aflame as they melted to liquid.  Could she live that life?  Was that even a life?

No.  Elaine accepted her diagnosis.  She came to terms with the shortened lease upon life.  And rather than try and fruitlessly delay the inevitable through pain and suffering, she was going to do what she wanted to do:  live her life.

She thought of painting.  The rest of her days, painting.  Nothing but the paints, her palate, and the canvas before her.  It brought a smile to her face in the frigid bite of the cold, warmed her up deep down inside.  If the painter was to die, she was going to paint until the end of her days.


Like Father...



Idea:  She knew the field and swampy marshes all too well.  She had grown up on that tract of land, it was in her blood, every inch of it as familiar to her as the back of her daddy's hand.  That's why she didn't panic when one of them boys got loose from their pen.  Out there, there was no where to go.  Out there, among the gators as big as the shack she called home, among the bugs that feasted upon flesh like it was Thanksgiving dinner, among the boars that would just tear a person to shreds, there was no where for that poor boy to go but back to her arms.

And if he didn't...  Well, there were plenty of fishes out there in the sea...

My Character:  My character is going to be the female murderer, this woman who has suffered abuse from her father, had witnessed his crimes, and has been on her own for much of her life after his arrest.  On the surface, she seems like a friendly, lonely woman, one who has seen a few things in her life and might be considered to be a bit rough around the edges in her appearance.

But beneath all that is a sadistic, deranged woman who believes in her father's maxims and thoughts, who believes that if she wants something, she should take it, and woe to those who try and stop her.

Your Character:  Up to you.  Male, preferably.  I'd like a guy who is a bit different than her, maybe just a guy from the city passing through.  My initial thought was a slightly younger guy who is on his way home or to college on a football scholarship.

Themes and Outlook:  I'm fine with this being a short term story, but would like to explore the possibility of it being long term.  An exploration of a female murderer's mind, her rough upbringing, etc., in addition to the relationship between her and her captive that's somewhat obsessive and twisted in her belief that she likes him quite a bit, and can get him to love her if she wanted him to.  This isn't her first rodeo, so to speak.




Now when I was just a little boy standin' to my Daddy's knee
My Poppa said son don't let the man get you do what he done to me
'Cause he'll get you 'cause he'll get you now now.
I can remember the fourth of July runnin' through the backwood bare.
And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin' chasin' down a hoodoo there
Chasin' down a hoodoo there.
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou.
Wish I was back on the bayou rollin' with some Cajun Queen.
Wishin' I were a freight train, oh, just a-chooglin' on down to New Orleans.
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou.
I can remember the fourth of July, runnin' through the backwood bare.
And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin', chasin' down a hoodoo there,
Chasin' down a hoodoo there.
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou
Born on the bayou.




Marie Bertrand
Down around Mathieu Parish, there wasn't a whole lot to do in the way of night time entertainment.

It's a small, quaint little part of God's Country, with God fearing people who minded their own business, who viewed their neighbors like family.  For most of the inhabitants of the rural area, the only night time entertainment was a cold one down in front of the television, or a few drinks with friends at the local bait and tackle shops after a long day of fishing.  But for some who just need to get out, who just needed a bit of excitement in their hard working lives, there was only Pierre's.

The roadhouse on the only stretch of highway was a comfortable little dive bar.  Among the locals, its been a favorite haunt, a meeting place for many who just need to let loose and let their hair down.  Among the truckers and transients, it's one of the few places on that lonely highway that serves cold, satisfying beer, and greasy, filling food.

That was why Marie enjoyed getting shitfaced at the place.

After a long day, she didn't go to Pierre's to let her hair down or relax.  She didn't go to escape her life and the little shack of a home out in the middle of nowhere.  She went there for the people.

Fridays were her favorite day to head on over.  She'd wash her body in the tub, scrubbing away the dirt and grime that came from working hard out in the field.  Clean clothes, usually a t-shirt and or shorts if the heat was just downright nasty, or jeans and one of her daddy's old long sleeve shirt when there was a chill in the air.  Even a little spritz of that fancy little perfume she picked up from the thrift store when she was in town.  Such a nights were a special occasion, because she never knew who she'd meet.

Just meeting people was something fun and exciting, even seeing some of the locals who knew her name.  When she was little, her daddy never let her out around people.  Going into town was always a rare and special moments, leaving the end of the long, gravel road almost like going to a different planet.  Where everything was so clean, much cleaner than the little slice of home, where there were people other than her daddy around.  It was a rare occasion to be taken away from home, to see more of the world that lay beyond the end of the dirt road.

But they were rare occasions.  Her daddy didn't like her going out and around people.  She always thought he was afraid of what she might say to people, what might be told of the things her daddy did at the lonely little house when no one but his precious little Marie was around to see.

In the end though, her daddy got sent away, hauled off in the back of the sheriff's car when they found out about daddy's friends out in the back stretch of the fields, all because of some nosey little gator hunter who was spying on her daddy.

Some of the locals who knew her still looked at her like she was the child she had been when her daddy brought her around on those rare occasions.  She knew that they talked about her behind her back.  She knew that more than a few felt sorry for her, could only imagine what all she might seen and experienced at the hands of a man like him.  Sometimes one of them would buy her a drink down at Pierre's.  Sometimes one of them would ask about Claude Bertrand, what kind of man he was, what sort of things he did.

Sometimes she'd entertain them.  If she were bored in search of entertainment, if she were lonely in search of some pity and kindness, if she wanted a few free beers, she'd give them what they wanted.  A few little anectdotes about Claude Bertrand, with his smooth as whiskey and honey voice, how he was such a charmer and lady killer (both figuratively, and literally), how he'd reel them in, how he was around her in their private, close moments as father and daughter.

Every now and then she'd embellish it a bit.  Sprinkle a bit of lie and theatrics here and there.  Once she told some annoying little fuck how her daddy had electrocuted some woman using his pickup's battery.  He'd never do that.  Her daddy was a man who liked his knives.  But that didn't stop her from spreading a little white lie that only she, her father's ghost, and God knew about.

He was gone now though.  Gone for over ten years, leaving his precious little Marie all on her lonesome to carry on the family name and keep the farm going.  But he was still there in spirit, guiding her along, his words and maxims still ringing true in her ears every day of her life.  She'd like to think he would be proud of her, that somewhere he was with her, ruffling her hair, how proud he was at the woman she had grown up to be.

Though, she didn't think he'd be none too pleased that she'd go on out to a place like Pierre's.  But she thought he'd understand.  After all, she was her father's daughter.

Friday nights were often his favorite nights to go to Pierre's or out to the truck rest stop, and like him, she too found enjoyment on the Friday evenings.  After the sun had gone down, she found herself pulling up on the gravel parking lot outside the lonely building along the highway. 

She'd follow the routine that had become something of a ritual.  Enter the little dive bar, take a look around at the surroundings, the familiar faces and unfamiliar faces in the hazy, cigarette-smoke hazed room.  She'd nod her head in greeting to those who knew her before finding herself sitting down along one of the old, cracked leather stools, watching some game on the television with a cold one and basket of fried pickles, just taking it in and enjoying the moment, looking around at what sort of fun she might find that evening.
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« Reply #13 on: July 19, 2018, 10:45:31 PM »
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Hostile Takeover

 

Warning:  This story is centered around an incestuous pairing that deals with non-consensual elements, as well as female dominant / male submissive roles.

She's made the family business her life work.  The days and nights spent late at the corporate highrise were countless, the cold and heartless bastard that had robbed her of anything close to a social life.  Her life revolves around the company, of making it better than before, of bringing the titan of the industry into a bright and beautiful future.  She's got plans for the business, ideas that she's been fostering for years, the children she's chosen.

Her younger brother on the other hand...  He's been nothing more than a ghost.  Absent from the family, off slumming it up with the retches of society.  Oh, sure, he says he's living the good life, the bohemian lifestyle in the hopes of one day making a difference, of giving back, but he doesn't fool his big sister.

When their father dies, the patriarch of the family, she expects to gain control of the company she's put so much time and effort into, so much energy, so much of her life into.  She's waited, and waited, and waited for that moment, only to have it snatched away, and given to the undeserving, sniveling little prat of a brother.

It's this moment, this reading of the will, that makes her snap, deep down. 

One way or another, she's going to get what's rightfully hers.


So with this story, I'm looking to write a story between a brother and sister, where the older sister takes her younger brother captive against his will in the hopes of forcing him to sign over control of the family empire.

I do not want to jump right into actual intercourse between the two of them.  I figured that the bulk of her intimidation would be physical in ways that are not directly sexual, but not sadistic in a brutal way.  Tormenting.  Teasing.  Playing to his phobias, and so on and so on.  I could certainly see intercourse between the two of them, either as a blackmail tactic, or a way of getting what she wants, but it wouldn't happen immediately.

I also don't want to do the whole cliche always-attracted-to-my-sibling angle.  It's overplayed and will do nothing more than elicit a groan and eye roll from me.

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« Reply #15 on: August 13, 2018, 10:01:20 PM »
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I am primarily seeking to write female characters and/or characters that don't have to lead and drive the story, unless it's specific to the story (i.e. Hostile Takeover)

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« Reply #18 on: October 16, 2018, 09:28:12 PM »
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« Reply #19 on: November 03, 2018, 09:17:49 PM »
Currently seeking new stories.

I have a considerable preference for a long term FxF romance story, but I'm open to ideas.

Feel free to message me with your ideas.  Must be willing to share the load of story telling at the very least.

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« Reply #20 on: November 05, 2018, 09:39:16 PM »

Summer Fling
Inspirations:   Random thoughts and musings.
Rating:  Light or Bondage with a transition to Extreme depending upon storylines.
Pairing:  Male X Female (Criminal Lowlife X Bored and Lonely Young Woman)
Looking For:  Seeking Male or Female Characters.
Themes:  Modern.  Crime.  Different Walks of Life.  Corruption of the Soul and Morals. 

~~~

It's not your average summer fling.

She's a girl of a well-to-do family.  One that has never really felt the feeling of desperation.  Whatever she's wanted, she's gotten, supplied by a mother and father that want nothing but the best for the apple of their eye.  She's not happy with the change in scenery for the summer, but it is what it is, in the middle of nowhere in some hick lake town.  Business opportunities, her father said.  A chance to get away and come closer as a family, her mother said.  Whatever, she said.

He's an older man.  Changed and weathered by the daily struggle of life.  Adapting to whatever rock life threw at him.  He's done what he's had to make it in life, clawing his way just to stay alive and comfortable.  Is he ashamed at what he's done?  Guilty?  Perhaps.  Just perhaps.

A chance encounter at a bar brings them together, and as one is trying to claw their way out of the life they've found themselves within, the other is sinking deeper and deeper into the abyss.  But it's hard to do when the boss happens to be her daddy.