Returning to My Father's house, Returning to our roots. (Seeking Male Character)

[Blinkin]

Standard Disclaimer

The Gender of the player and that of the character bears no relation to the other. It is completely irrelevant to me if you are a male wanting to play a female, a female wanting to play a male or a wolf wearing a sheep skin suit. If you are willing to commit,  invest and engage in the creative process, then I’m thrilled to talk with you!

"Oh... oh my god..."

It flipped everyone's world upside down. Everything that used to be safe was all of a sudden suspect. Cities, the throngs of people rushing and living together that made everything exciting, adventurous, were suddenly steel and concrete death traps; only waiting for the unwary. It took only a few days for them to come to the only logical conclusion: she would take the kids out to Dad's house in the mountains to wait it out. She could work from home, even if her husband couldn't. They agreed, of course, that he'd try to visit her and the children as often as he could, but in practice that meant the odd weekend once a month, leaving her to manage the kids by herself, on top of the demands of her job.

If it wasn't for Dad, She'd would have gone fucking mad in a matter of a couple of weeks!

His house, secluded in the mountains, was gorgeous. And the way he handled the kids, like it had just been minutes since he'd last had children running around the house; it tickled an ache at the bottom of her heart that it took a while to identify. When she realized that it reminded her of how much he'd been in her life as a father, and how little her own husband made time for the kids, she started to resent the times when her husband planned to visit their mountain escape, rather than look forward to the visits... And that was all before the other things returned from her childhood....

"Oh... fuck..."

Firm hands. Strong hands. Working hands that knew the value of what they held. Turning her hips with masterful ownership, drawing out the eagerness she'd long forgotten. His rough fingers over her smooth skin made her shudder with anticipation for the moment when his cock would press between her lips and cross that line they'd been tiptoeing around ; plausible deniability. Now,naked together... eyes locked together in a bed, Deniability is long gone.

"Please, Dad... Daddy. Oh god, please..."

"Say it, baby."

"Fuck me, Daddy."

First and foremost, I want to thank JaceMerner for his permission to use this story concept. . I stumbled across it one morning, but was a little too late to grab the role. Thanks Jace!

Alrighty then, the big questions are, what's going on and how did the characters get there? Were they lovers in the past, or is this something recent? What might of triggered it and where is it going to go? What sort of relationship is it and has it evolved from something else in their past? Is she his sub, or slave?  Or has it always been mutual? Who started it? I'm sure that there are a hundred more questions, but only we can figure them all out.

I'm really excited to find a partner to pick up the role of her father and begin the process of developing a compelling and exciting story. I want this to be our story; not my story or your story; something that we can build together. If you'r interested, please drop me a PM and we can see what we can cre ogether!
Please do not respond in this thread. Who knows when I may look at it again.

[Blinkin]

Bump!