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Pastel Kitkat's Story Ideas f/f & m/f (BDSM Dynamic)
« on: February 18, 2010, 11:01:00 AM »
Interested in some seriously erotic RP? Please take a look at my O/O's and if you fit the requirements in "The Innocent" and find my kinks delicious let me know so we can set up an RP. You may choose any of the RP ideas I have listed or if you have your own feel free to lay it on me.

Please let it be noted that I like a bit of romance to be involved in all my RPs. What can I say? I'm a sucker for a sexy love story.

Let it also be noted that all my story idea use gender neutral terms for the story partners, because they can be played with either a male or female play partner.

School Based
Gimme a P-E-T-S-L-U-T!
Cherry Tsukuyomi
Name: Cherry Tsukuyomi
Age: 19
Persona: Sweet, shy, anxious, moralistic.
Background
A proper girl by nature, always one to be polite and hold herself with a lady-like demeanor, one might assume Cherry Tsukuyomi came from a well-to-do family. Truth be told, the young woman’s upbringing was less than humble. Hailing from what many would describe as the poorest of the boondocks, Cherry never knew any sense of luxury in her life. She was the only child of a young single father. A man who, despite trying his best, could never seem to match his love for his daughter to his love of the bottle. So hardship was a daily occurrence in her young life. Her father—a mechanic for hire whose jobs were few and far between because of his tendency to show up drunk to the job—Cherry was put to work as a bus girl in a small diner in town at the young age of eleven. From that time on she learned to be quite frugal with her money, desperate to save enough to find a way out of her mediocre life. Her sanctuary; Hawthorne Academy, perhaps the most prestigious school in the country. Finally, with high school behind her, and a hefty scholarship under her belt, Cherry managed to scrape up all her savings. After an unexpected donation from her father—who pawned his grandfather's old gold pocket watch—was able to put forward the rest of the tuition money she needed. Her heart heavy, her eyes wet, but her spirits soaring, Cherry Tsukuyomi bid her sobered father a tear-choked goodbye. She boarded a Greyhound bus, setting out for a new life of promise at Hawthorne Academy.

But if Cherry thought her life at Hawthorne Academy would be any different from her days in the boonies, she was sadly mistaken. With its lush grounds and lavish architecture, the scenery at her new school is certainly different. However Cherry finds herself even further on the outside of her community than she was at home. The majority of her classmates come from wealthy families, so they're less than willing to accept her as their equal. While those who are in her social class are far too busy cramming, studying, or practicing to hold onto their spot at the academy. Needless to say, Cherry has had some trouble finding any friends, but the resourceful young woman has a solution; joining the ranks of the academy’s award winning cheer leading squad. Unbeknownst to Cherry however, the cheerleaders at Hawthorne academy harbor a dark secret of the most erotic nature. One expected of the all the dedicated girls, overlooked by the indifferent faculty, and fed upon greedily by the members of the nationally ranking football team.
Story
It's been a few months since Cherry started classes at Hawthorne Academy; she’s tried out for the cheer leading squad, and has made it on! She’s invited to a little cheerleader initiation ceremony taking place in the gym the night of the announcement, where she’ll receive her uniform and become an official Hawthorne Thunderbolt cheerleader. Cherry is absolutely ecstatic! Though aware she's the chubbiest girl on the team (certainly the one with the biggest breasts) she feels a confidence and sense of accomplishment that she's never known before. When the football team joins the party though, Cherry is faced with more than she bargained for when she learns the dark secret of the Hawthorne Thunderbolt cheerleaders. Every girl on the squad must be claimed as a “pet” by someone on the football team. They'll care for her, spoil her rotten with their parents money, and in return she'll be at their beck and call, to service their every need. Cherry promptly rethinks her desire to be apart of the squad, and alienates herself further from her fellow classmates by refusing to participate in her new school’s ritual, and resigns from the team. Unfortunately for Cherry it won’t be that easy keeping her sense of right and wrong, let alone her virginity intact; a quiet member of the football team, someone notorious for not participating in Hawthorne’s ritual of taking on a pet, has taken quite the liking to her. Though they're above completely forcing themselves on her, they're quite determined to corrupt little Cherry and bring her back onto the team. As their girlfriend.
   
Expecting: Looking for a seductive and forceful partner to take this role. One that doesn't mind prudish characters, BDSM, slight N/C, the taking of virginity, and some heavy molestation. Pet play (such as dress up and leash and collars) can also be incorporated. The role can also be modified to cater to a more new cheerleader/head cheerleader kind of theme.

Open to suggestions and any changes my partner may want to make.

Staying On Top(NSFW image)
Evangeline Dumark
Name: Evangeline Dumark
Age: 17
Persona: Serious, determined, anxious, cunning, honest.
Background
For as long as she can remember Evangeline's life has revolved around pleasing her father. He was a hard man; the type that never showed much emotion and always expected the best out of those around him. Whether it was the overworked employees beneath him at the law firm he headed, his beautiful trophy housewife, or even his sweet little girl. The only child he had. Little Evangeline Dumark.

She was the perfect child. A prime example of how children in high society should act; she was quiet and sweet. She never ran a-muck like other children, or got her skirt dirty to make her mother fret. She was a proper A+ student, forever at the top of her class. It made her father happy, she knew that, even if he wouldn't kiss her forehead like the other parents did when their children brought home A's. When he looked at her and gave her that curt nod of approval; well that was perfectly fine for Evangeline. She strove for that nod, for that approving gaze, everything she did was to receive it.

She picked up various activities she knew would make her father proud; she took piano lessons and put prodigies to shame. Her father never came to recitals, but he'd do his paper work in the study to listen to her as she practiced. She joined the swim team and quickly rose to the top. He never came to her meets, but he would take his phone calls pool side to watch her train. When she made it into one of the top high schools in the nation—on the other side of the country from where her parents resided—he rewarded her with one of his nods and even a gentle pat on the top of her head. Evangeline was so happy; though she knew she'd miss her parents terribly, and all of her friends as well she vowed to dedicate those four years to continue her legacy as the perfect daughter.

Unfortunately for Evangeline, her new school would pose to her a challenge in the form of an infuriating upper classman. A student that, no matter how hard she tried, Evangeline could never seem to beat in the competition to be at the top of the school's grade rankings. Always, always, ALWAYS she came in second. No matter how hard she worked, Evangeline could never beat the other student, and it drove her absolutely nuts. Every year when school ended and the top students were announced she was constantly disappointed;  too ashamed to tell her father she had failed to come out on top, she kept her conversations with him short. Which wasn't hard because he was hardly ever home during her summer break.

She had to find a way to beat that annoying person. Evangeline would do anything, absolutely anything to be on top. That was the attitude she entered her junior year with. This year she would not lose. This year she would finally beat them; at any cost.
Story:

It's the beginning of her Juinior year, and Evangeline has already set her plan into motion. Using the hefty allowance her parents send her monthly, she's paid off one of her rival's classmates to keep an eye on them; wanting desperately to know what their secrets for studying are. Unfortunately for Evangeline, the genius student doesn't seem to have any special techniques. In fact they're more of a slacker than a serious student.

Upon receiving such a report from her hired helper Evangeline is enraged and distraught and—quite literally—loses her mind. In a fit of desperation and fury she storms through the school looking for the other student, finally finding them skipping class on the school roof reading—of all things—a comic book. Evangeline wasn't sure what her initial intentions were, but upon facing the student she bursts into a fit of tears of frustration. Without a thought in her mind but the memory of her father's indifferent face she throws herself at the mercy of the upper classman; offering them a reckless proposition.

If they will allow Evangeline to top the rankings in the school grades by purposely doing average work, the young girl would be their servant for the entire school year. Anything they asked, Evangeline would do; buy them things, carry around their books, make their lunch, do their homework. She'd do absolutely anything. They agree.

Thus began Evangeline's most hectic, strangest, and sexually frustrating year of school ever.

Expecting: for this RP I need a confident, seductive person. The type of person who's not afraid to take charge and loves to tease. One that is comfortable with having a reluctant partner, and can laugh off a few surprised slaps and dodge some reflexive kicks. I'd like lots of public molestation to be involved. Also some light bondage and of course a decent amount of romance.

Open to suggestions and any changes my partner may want to make.

That High School Bebop(NSFW image)
Pamela Days Jones
Name: Pamela Days Jones aka “Peach”
Age: 18
Persona: Vivacious, stubborn, lustful, blunt.
Background
Not one student currently in attendance at Glenwood High could remember exactly how the war started. It had happened so long ago that the rumors had morphed into urban legends. Some said that they had murdered a prized football player in cold blood in the stadium locker room, others claimed they had viciously gang raped the prom queen and left her to die in a back alley on Halloween night. No one knew which story—if either—were true, and no one cared to find out. All anyone was certain of at Glenwood high school was that whatever had happened to spark the violent rivalry, it was Wormwood high that had started it. It was Wormwood that first formed their gang—The Watchers—and terrorized the innocent students of Glenwood. They had beat boys to within an inch of their lives, assaulted countless girls, and vandalized dozens of structures in the urban area of East Village before Glenwood high retaliated.

That's when they formed The Rogues. Everyone was in agreement that, that was the point where things got extremely out of hand.

The violence mounted to the point where kids began to fill the hospitals of their respected inner cities, some even died, but no one was pointing fingers. They settled their grievances on the streets, with their fists and their lead pipes. No matter how many students the police rounded and locked up, there were always more and more that stepped forward to fight.

The police lost control, the schools were terrified at the behavior of their students and no one knew how to make it stop. So the battle continued, stretching through three decades of children hungry for the blood of their enemy. Even if they didn't participate in their gangs activities they supported it, trained to look the other way and keep their mouths shut. No one knew a thing, no one ever saw what happened and no one would ever betray their school. At least that's how most of the students felt.

For Pamela, better known as Peach, the Rogues and Watchers were just a bunch of silly boys and girls throwing violent tantrums. All that was important to Peach, was staying fit for cross country track, making sure Ryder stayed out of prison, and finding a boyfriend brave enough to date her right under the nose of her overprotective, slightly possessive cousin Ryder; the latest leader of the Rogues.
Story
Pamela and Ryder's mother's were as close as two sisters could be. So close in fact, that they gave birth to their first children merely months apart. The bond between their mothers coupled with their closeness of age, Pamela and Ryder grew up very close. They lived in the same apartment building on separate floors their entire lives, always went to the same school, and from the time they were in diapers spent pretty much every bit of spare time together. Their teenage years were no different. Despite Ryder running off to join the Rogues the moment they walked through the doors of Glenwood against Pamela's wishes, the two remained close. While Ryder was off climbing the ranks of the "gang' Pamela occupied her time merely scraping by in academics and excelling on Gelnwood's track team. All the while trying to nab herself a cute jock boyfriend, because the boys on the football team were way too preoccupied being stars to join in on the "fun" the Rogues were having.

Unfortunately for Pamela, even in their freshman year Ryder had managed to make a name for themselves as a particularly ruthless Rogue. By sophomore year Ryder was in the gang's top rankings. By junior year was elected leader by the graduating head, and even with her good looks and ridiculously rocking body, no boy would look twice at Pamela for fear of igniting Ryder's wrath. Her cousin had gotten into scuffles with every boy who'd sought out Pamela in her freshman and sophomore year, going so far as to break both the legs of one boy who hadn't been willing to back off in her Junior. Now in her senior year, Pamela can barely get any boy who isn't a Rogue (and has Ryder's expressed permission) to speak to her, let alone date her.

And for a blossoming young woman eager to experience all the pleasure her teenage hormones can handle, it's quite frustrating.

Expecting: This story could go a few ways. It can be played with her cousin Ryder, a rival Watcher, a very brave Rogue or fellow neutral classmate. Any role you choose I only ask that my play partner take on the dominant role. This story will most likely be more vanilla flavored,  but could definitely have some BDSM depending on the role you choose to play.

Open to suggestions and any changes my partner may want to make.

Taking Full Advantage
Hazuki Aikawa
Name: Hazuki Aikawa
Age: 18
Personality: Maternal, hotheaded, bubbly, competitive.
Background
Since the day he was born, Hazuki made it her life's mission to watch out for her little brother Kazuma. He was delivered five months premature and spent the beginning of his life in an incubator in the Neo-Natal Intensive Care Unit at their local hospital. Hazuki was only three; but she can distinctly remember staring through the plastic at her brother, so tiny and helpless, and will never forget the way her mother cried. His lungs were too small her parents had said, and they were sure he wouldn't live to term. Hazuki remembered the fear she had felt, the desperation to keep her little brother safe. She remembered praying every night, to any God that might be out in the universe, begging for Kazuma to be able to stay with his family, for him to grow stronger. It was a slow process, but Kazuma managed to make it to full term and eventually was able to leave the hospital a healthy baby boy. Hazuki was overjoyed.

From the day he was brought home Hazuki fretted over Kazuma. Tending to him when he cried (with her mother's supervision of course), sharing all her very favorite dolls, making sure their cats never got too close. Even as they got older Hazuki's doting didn't stop. They were so close in age that they almost always attended the same school, and Hazuki would shadow Kazuma like a worried parent. He was a scrawny kid, that didn't change the older he got. He was shy and soft spoken and preferred to hang out with his sister and read than actually make any friends of his own. He was an easy target for bullies; he was picked on and teased all throughout elementary and middle school but never seemed to mind it much. Hazuki minded it very much.

She was short like her brother, but she was a lovely girl and had done gymnastics practically from the time she could walk. Her good looks, bubbly personality and curvaceous body (once puberty had graced her) assured that Hazuki maintained a certain degree of popularity among her classmates. Not enough to ensure her brother be spared torment though. Hazuki was always having to rush to Kazuma's defense, stepping in whenever a particularly brazen student got too verbal or handsy with her brother. Kazuma could stand the taunting, what he couldn't stand was having his sister constantly worrying over him and fighting his battles. Hazuki would hear none of it however, no matter what her brother said, it was Hazuki's mission to keep him safe. From anyone and everyone, even one he'd call his friend.
Story
Entering high school changed Kazuma. He no longer sat idly by and let his sister run his life. When people picked on him he stood tall (despite his stature) and stood up for himself. Needless to say he'd gotten into more than one tussle with other boy's, but he'd managed to hold his own in the fights. Hazuki was absolutely horrified. She was happy that Kazuma had finally found a backbone, but had swiftly decided that he'd grown one far too hard. He'd become mouthy toward her, distant and more forceful when it came to telling her to “butt out” of his business. Her parents didn't seem to mind or even notice a change, they claimed Kazuma was just becoming a man and learning to stand on his own. Hazuki however knew exactly who to blame for her brother's sudden change.

A classmate of hers, an American student who had transferred at the start of senior year. They had broken up a fight, more of an attack, that Kazuma had been in at the start of the school year. The student had taken pity on her brother and befriended him, agreeing to teach him self defense through kick boxing. It was this new friend of Kazuma's that had inspired the change in her brother. For that reason Hazuki couldn't stand the American. That and their smug alpha attitude, their strangely good looks and their habit of shamelessly flirting with Hazuki, knowing good and well she couldn't stand them.

Maybe that way why Kazuma was convinced that Hazuki had done it on purpose despite her promising it wasn't her intention. They'd smacked her bottom when she passed them on the stairwell, thinking they were so clever and funny and that she wouldn't retort, but she had. She'd turned and shoved them with all her strength and apparently caught them off guard, because despite their imposing stature she'd managed to throw them off balance and sent them tumbling over the stair railing. It wasn't her fault that their leg was fractured, but Kazuma was convinced it was, and Hazuki was left trying to win back her brother's favor by attending to and assisting the American with daily struggles while they were incapacitated.

Of course, the fellow senior was eager to take completely advantage of the situation... and Hazuki as well.

Expecting: A dominant partner not opposed to coercion and a hefty amount of forceful teasing. Lots of public molestation, some light bondage. Kazuma is a side character and will not be involved in anything sexual.

Open to suggestions and any changes my partner may want to make.


Adventures in Hogwartsl
The Cat's Meow
Kitty Cauldron
Name: Kitty Cauldron
Age: 16
Persona: Playful, sarcastic, confident, mischievous.
Background
A half-blood born to one of the oldest and purest of wizarding families, Kitty Cauldron knew the goodness of life but also it's harshness. Her father, Artemis Cauldron, was a celebrated Auror just like his father and grandfather before him. Her mother, Rebecca McKenzie, was an American student studying abroad; the daughter of a bank teller and a seamstress. A muggle. From the very beginning Artemis's parents were dead-set against his relationship with Rebecca, but when they learned of Kitty's impending birth, and their son's plans to marry the non-magical mother of his unborn child, they were outright furious. They swore to disown their child—their only son—if he followed through. Artemis refused to abandon his love or his child, and so was stricken from the famous Cauldron family tree and all ties to his family were cut. So he set off for America with his bride and his child.

Ten years later Artemis Cauldron died working case for the American Ministry of Magic, leaving behind his heart-broken wife and devastated daughter, whose magical prowess was only just beginning to blossom. Though she knew much of magic because of her husband, Rebecca Cauldron was still a muggle, and so could never fully understand or cope with that strange aspect of her darling daughter. Thankfully there was Crystal Light Academy of Witchcraft; an exclusive all girls school lost somewhere on an isle of ice fields far off the coast of Alaska. It was there that Kitty's magical abilities were honed, and though she loved her school and all the friends she had made there, Kitty longed desperately to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, just as her father had. Her mother would hear nothing of it. Though year after year her letter came promising Kitty a place in the prestigious school, each time her mother would refuse to allow it; none of Artemis's family had attempted to make any sort of contact with them, threatening or otherwise, but Rebecca feared what might happen if her daughter popped on scene baring the famous name of her shunned father. Surely the backlash from the members of her husband's family would be great against her half-muggle daughter, and Rebecca wanted nothing more than to protect Kitty.
Story
At the ripe age of sixteen Kitty Cauldron is a force to be reckoned with; stubborn, quick with her wit, and especially with her wand, she's grown into a young woman more than capable of handling anything and everything life might throw at her. Perhaps that was the reason that on the day of her sixteenth birthday, her mother granted Kitty's greatest wish. She gave her permission to transfer from Crystal Light Academy to Hogwarts to finish out the final two years of her wizard training in the same halls her father had learned all he knew about wizardry. Though it was hard to leave her friends and her mother behind, and the prospect of going to a new school in a completely different country was terrifying, Kitty set off with her trunk in hand and her head held high. Excited for the adventures that awaited her. After all, Hogwarts had to be an amazing place to shape such great wizards as her father... not to mention others.

Expecting: This story can take place either with Harry and the gang attending Hogwarts or after they're gone, with their children, or with original characters. For a bit of a darker theme it can be played with one of her cousins. I'm just looking for some Harry Potterish fun with lots of magic, a little adventure and comedy and a whole lot of eroticism. Oh yes, there will be sex... lots of sex. So you must be into playful characters that'll tease you crazy until you just wanna throw 'em down and forcefully ravish 'em.

Open to suggestions and any changes my partner may want to make.

The Rise of Hufflepuff
Novaline McCloud
Name: Novaline “Supernova” McCloud
Age: 17
Persona: Fun-loving, flirtatious, cocky, hot-headed, impulsive.
Background
All her life, Novaline McCloud was fairly certain she'd never amount to anything, or—on the off chance that she did—it wouldn't be anything good. Mostly because that was what everyone around her always told her. Her father had been a loser; a drunkard that ran off on her mother before she was even born, but would occasionally come around when he was in town and needed a place to sleep. Her mother was a sad excuse for a woman, blinded and tortured by her love for a man that had no love for anyone but himself. She took too many sleeping pills mixed with wine one night and died in her sleep, still waiting for her husband to fulfill his vows. Her older brother was a troubled kid, taken away by the state while she was shipped off to live with her grandmother. A hard woman with hateful eyes and angry sneers she saved special for her grandchild. An innocent little girl whom she despised for possessing the same copper colored hair and lazy green eyes that her “murderous, no good father” had.

So to say that Novaline's childhood was unpleasant was an understatement. It didn't help that she also had no friends to comfort her through her Grandmother's hateful rants because “weird things” always happened around her. People who teased her always ended up hurt in some sort of weird accident, she was always found hiding out in locked closets, but claimed she didn't know how she'd gotten inside. It was those weird things that would ultimately be her ticket to a better life. The summer of her eleventh year was when her Grandmother handed Novaline a strange letter. Inside it she found what the young girl had always desperately hoped for; the promise of a new life.
Story
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry; it was a wondrous place, more than the little muggle-born could have ever hoped for. She loved those grounds like they were her family, those halls were her sanctuary. It wasn't until her second year though that Novaline truly made a name for herself in Hogwarts, that was when she joined the Quidditch team and became the feistiest Beater Hogwarts had ever seen. She brought unprecedented glory to the usually modest house of Hufflepuff, it was Novaline—they said—that had lead the house to their Quidditch cup victory. Naturally after that game—where in the seconds before the snitch was caught, she dove off her broom to tackle a Slytherin Beater for knocking a bludger into the stomach of her house Keeper—Novaline was a school legend.

She earned herself a broken tibia and three months straight of daily detention for the little stunt, but it was worth it. After that, Novaline's life was good, very good. She had legions of fans and admirers in her own house, and others, and had inspired her fellow Hufflepuffs. No longer would they idly sit by and allow the other houses to overshadow them. Hufflepuff became a house to be reckoned with and, after that year took both the Quidditch cup and House cup consecutively each year.

It's now Novaline's final year attending Hogwarts, and with the pressure of her N.E.W.T.S looming over her one would expect the young girl to be stressed. Instead she's determined to make this last year her best and forever solidify herself as a legend in those drafty castle hallways. There's no doubt in anyone's mind that she'll be signed to a professional Quidditch team as soon as she graduates anyway. So Novaline is just out to have some fun, whether it be in cavorting around the school with her numerous fan girls or, in smugly flaunting in front of those who loath her popularity.

Expecting: There are a few options for this story; I'm looking for someone who might want to play one of her fans, one of her enemies, or even just an average student indifferent to her. Looking for someone who likes public scenes and abrasive, flirtatious characters. Let it be noted though that if you want to play a male character she will not play the dominant role, just the seductress/teaser.

Open to suggestions and any changes my partner may want to make.


Historical
Love and Samurai Swords
Jezebel Gerard
Name: Jezebel Gerard
Age: 23
Persona: Stubborn, proud, cold, bashful, impulsive.
Background
The oldest daughter of a successful merchant involved in foreign trade, Jezebel wanted for nothing as a child, except maybe a bit of freedom. Her father doted heavily upon Jezebel and her younger sister Isolde, and always made sure to bring them home presents from his many long-lasting trips overseas. The fine silks and handsome velvets could not fill the void in Jezebel's heart however, because it was not fine dresses and sparkling jewelery the young girl craved. It was a life in which she'd be free to pursue any path she chose, much like her brother had been. With the watchful eyes of the nannies and bodyguards her father appointed to watch over her whenever he was away, and his keen gaze forever following her when he was around, such a life was impossible for poor Jezebel.

However even the servants couldn't watch her all the time, and it was those times when her brother was freed of his duties in the royal guard and returned home to visit her that Jezebel felt most free. Right beneath the noses of the servants, and with Isolde watching from her place on her blanket playing tea party with her finer porcelain dolls, Claude taught Jezebel the ways of the sword. Every year for those few short weeks her brother matched swords with Jezebel hidden by the thick of the forest that surrounded their mansion, and it was those times the young woman was most happy. It was those times she felt most free. Those times couldn't last forever, because the older she grew the closer Jezebel came to the impending fate that faces all young female socialites... marriage. Jezebel could not hide her displeasure the day of her twentieth birthday when her father announced that he had promised her hand to the son of a wealthy nobleman, and as they began courting the young woman withdrew further and further into herself until the once jubilant girl who craved the life of a warrior, became an icy woman resigned to becoming a princess.
Story
For three years she'd prolonged her engagement, citing a need to help raise Isolde into a fine young woman before she could leave her family household. In those three years Jezebel had racked he brain for any way to escape her fate. She had pleaded with her father, had begged for Claude's help, had been as frigid and cruel to her new fiance as possible to ward off his affections. No one would help,Thomas only fought harder for her approval—she was too pretty and wealthy to pass up—and Jezebel was low on options and out of time. With her wedding day swiftly approaching and the bars of her impending prison slowly rising around her, Jezebel grows restless, craving an escape she knows will never come. She's determined to experience something more than the grounds of her home before she's locked away in a castle forever. Luckily her fiance Thomas is quite eager to appease young Jezebel, and assists her in convincing her father to allow she and Isolde to accompany them into the newly opened ports of a land far off to the east; a land called Japan. With excitement scorching her frozen heart back to life, Jezebel sets off for an unknown world, and is suddenly thrust into a society torn apart by civil war when her carriage is attacked by rebel Samurai. Her guards slain and her fiance useless, it is Jezebel who brazenly steps into battle to defend her sister, and it is her brazen demeanor and shocking ability with a sword that ultimately saves their lives.

Catching the eye of the samurai lord who leads the rebels Jezebel and her sister are taken as prisoners and made to serve in the leader's house. Though kind and fatherly to the childish Isolde with Jezebel the samurai is sly, taunting and seems keen on making her feel any degree of embarrassment they can. Try as she might to avoid them in the spacious village she has free roam of, somehow the grinning samurai always finds her and, though she tries to ignore it, always seems to have a reason or need to touch her in some small way that makes her body burn.

This storyis basically the movie The Last Samurai but with a romantic twist and some erotic tweaks.

Expecting: I'm looking for a confident person to play this role. One that doesn't mind the challenge of stoic, distant women and is well versed in the art of gentle force(I'll be happy to explain if you don't understand this).  Also one who can maintain a pleasing balance of romance and sexuality as I would very much like both to be heavily and equally involved in this RP.

Open to suggestions and any changes my partner may want to make.


Heavy BDSM
Caging the Songbird
Melody Stonewell
Name: Melody Stonewell
Age: 25
Persona: Proud, cunning, sarcastic, conceited
Background
Melody could never forgive her mother for marrying her father. Not because he was neglectful or cruel; in truth, Louis Anderson was an amazing father. He and his wife Annabelle doted heavily on their daughter, their only child, and gave her the best of everything where their finances would allow. That was the problem. Annabelle came from a very prestigious and—most importantly—extremely wealthy family. Louis came from a more humble upbringing. Upper middle-class was nothing any ordinary person would stick their nose up at, but the Stonewell family wasn't exactly ordinary. With wealth as vast and regal lineage as old as theirs, when Annabelle's parents were informed of her intention to marry Louis, they were less than thrilled. They never completely cut their daughter from the family tree, but when they died they left the grand majority of their wealth to Annabelle's younger sister; whom had had the good sense to marry within her social class.

It didn't bother Annabelle one bit, she was very happy with her husband. Melody was a happy child at first, but as she got older she began to notice the stark difference in the way she and her cousin's lived. They went to prestigious boarding schools with fancy dining halls and tennis courts, she attended private schools close to home. They lived in a huge old mansion with an indoor heated swimming pool. She lived in a quaint ranch-style house with an outdoor regular old not heated swimming pool.  They all got BMW's and convertibles for their sweet 16's. Melody got tickets to her favorite band and a used Toyota. To any average kids perspective, Melody had a pretty great life. She however was always envious of her cousins and the children of her mother's wealthy childhood friends she grew up around.

The older she got, the more her resentment towards her parents grew and the hotter her jealousy burned. All the while her body developing into a sinful tool she eventually learned to use to get whatever she wanted. She was beautiful; big natural breasts, a perfectly round bottom, legs for days and big blue eyes framed by  delicate features and dark strawberry blonde hair. She used her looks and her body to charm men and women alike, and when she was twenty Melody changed her surname to Stonewell, and put her talents to seduce and charm to good use. Namely, to live the lifestyle she'd always wanted.
Story
Melody's mother is at her wits end. Her daughter is completely out of control, and at the age of twenty-five acts more the part of the bratty teenager than she ever did at fifteen. She has no job and jumps from boyfriend to girlfriend to sugar daddy so often that Annabelle can't keep track anymore. She never sees or hears from Melody until the young woman finds herself without someone to support her, and ends up on her mother's doorstep smiling and claiming she's “Just here for a visit!”. It's two weeks into one of these such “visits” when Annabelle confides to one of her oldest and wealthiest friends Justine about her frustration over her daughters incapability, or unwillingness to get her life together.

Justine swiftly comes up with a solution, and though reluctant at first to be so hard on her dearest only child, Annabelle submits after much coaxing and assurance from her friend that it's the best solution. Firmly she informs Melody that she has found her a job as a clerk in a law office run by Justine's eldest child, that her friend's child has graciously offered to rent out to Melody the apartment on the grounds of their estate, and that if Melody does not accept this offer and turn her life around that her mother will have nothing further to do with her. Naturally Melody is pissed and throws a massive tantrum. Her mother's resolve remains strong however and Melody begrudgingly agrees. She's not happy, but she remembers Justine's children, particularly her oldest. She and her mother spent a week of every summer at their lake house with them. As luck would have it, Justine's oldest child happens to be Melody's first experience in manipulating and using her body to get what she wants. She was confident that not much had changed over the years; that they'd still be the bashful little loser ready to do whatever she asked so long as she asked it sweetly while pressed up against them. She was wrong.

Expecting: For this story I need a very, very dominant partner. BDSM will be heavily involved in this story, namely the D/S dyanamic. I'm looking for someone who can take on the challenge of molding a bratty and defiant character into an obedient pet. Slight NC involved, more along the lines of very firm and persistent seduction. No rape.

Open to suggestions and any changes my partner may want to make.

Racing Down the Wrong LaneHiatus
Destiny Lycoris
Name: Destiny Lycoris
Age: 30
Personality: Feisty, independent, empathetic, vivacious.
Background
Destiny Lycoris lived a less than comfortable life through her childhood. Her parents separated when she was still a toddler, her mother disappeared and left her father to raise her. Her father might have once been a good man, but if he had been the betrayal of his wife changed him. He was a prominent Pediatrician, a pillar in their community; he delivered every baby, treated every child in their small town. He was loved and respected, by everyone but his daughter. No one knew the man that Destiny knew however. The people in town only knew the kind Dr. Lycrois; a man wonderful with children, generous and patient. Only Destiny saw who he was beneath the facade. A darkly twisted man, enraged by the abandonment of his wife, cold and cruel toward the daughter who looked so much like her.

That was why she left the day she turned eighteen, without a goodbye to anyone. She took the money she had saved working part-time in her teens and used it to forge a path cross-country to start a new life. It was hard, there were times when she would sleep in shelters or even out on the streets. She managed though, she'd do whatever she had to do to make sure she never had to go back to that town, back to that man. Eventually she got herself into school, from there she built a career in social work, helping as many children as she could, mending as many families as could be mended.

She was proud of herself, proud of what she had become. On the day of her thirtieth birthday however, Destiny realized that for all her accomplishments she had forgotten one thing. A family of her own. She was a beautiful woman, so finding a boyfriend wasn't difficult. The problem was that Destiny was so preoccupied in planning her future with Collin, that she wasn't really paying attention to the present. She'd gone for an older man—Collin was nearly forty—figuring he'd have maturity and want to settle down. Unfortunately for Destiny, Collin was in the throws of his midlife crisis.
Story
Destiny had been dating Collin for six months, and was already happily preparing for their future together. She'd named their children—they'd have two, a boy and girl preferably—picked out the dining ware and cutlery for the kitchen in their future home, and planned the theme for their wedding. Collin was preoccupied with modifying the muscle car he'd bought with a commission check from work. His newest hobby in his quest to stay young (after taking guitar lessons and getting hair plugs) was street racing local college kids in an underground ring he'd heard of through word-of-mouth. It was ridiculous, pathetic really. Destiny was a supportive girlfriend though, so she let him play his little games while she handled the adult aspects of their relationship, and waited patiently for Collin to get over growing old. 

One night Collin convinces Destiny to attend one of his races. She reluctantly agrees and stands amongst the drunken young adults while her boyfriend goes off to make a fool of himself. Unbeknownst to Destiny, the racer Collin is up against knows her. She was their social worker assigned to their adoption case. That was years ago however, and Destiny doesn't recognize the young racer, but they certainly remember her. Capitalizing on Collin's drunken state, the young racer offers the older man a wager. If Collin can beat their car in the race, they'll give it to him, if he can't he'll allow the young racer to take Destiny out on a date after the race.

Collin agrees, Collin loses, Destiny is furious when she's informed of what her boyfriend has done. Needless to say, Collin's drunken stupidity marks the end of his relationship with Destiny. Destiny allows the young racer to take her home, and in her annoyance at the blatant stupidity of older men, allows the young racer to kiss her and feel her up as a form of petty revenge. When they try for more however, they are immediately shut down. She tells them they're far too young for her and sends them on their way.

Unfortunately for Destiny, the young racer is not so easily discouraged. They've held a torch for her since the first time they met her, and now that they've found Destiny again, they're not willing to let her go.

Expecting: I need a dominant partner to play with this character. Bondage, slight N/C with stalking, public molestation and (kind of)kidnapping will be involved.

Open to suggestions and any changes my partner may want to make.

Supernatural
Snow White and the Seven Demon Princes
Snow White
Name: Snow White
Age: 27
Personality: Quiet, nervous, self-reliant, skeptical.
Background
One cold winters night, a small package was left outside a fire station. It sat there for hours without notice, the steadily falling snow gathering atop it. Nearly an inch of snow had fallen to rest atop it before anyone took notice of the package. An aging fireman—who had the bad habit of smoking cigars—had wandered outside the firehouse to satisfy his craving, when he spotted it there on the doorstep. A small red cooler, glaring in contrast to the white snow that covered the firehouse steps. Curiously the man opened the cooler to find a bundle of bloodied white blankets that stirred before his eyes. Peeling them back, the man was astounded to find a baby, pale as the snow that fell around them, and half frozen to death. The man took action quickly and rushed the baby to the hospital, surprised to find that the baby was perfectly healthy. Given the amount of time the baby had spent in the cooler out in the snow—which was apparent by the accumulation of snow that had been on it—the man had expected the worst.

The baby—a precious little girl—spent only a night in the hospital before social services came to claim her. They placed her in a loving home with parents who promised to care for her, but just three days into the adoption process the couple backed out. There was something strange about the baby they said; she never cried, only stared with icy eyes, and was always freezing to the touch. She was brought back to the hospital and thoroughly examined. When nothing could be found wrong with her, she was placed with a new family. This lasted a week before that family too wanted nothing to do with the strange little baby. Social services was at a loss. Every family they placed her with, every foster home that took her in, would eventually give her back. She was scary they claimed. Like a little porcelain doll; cold and soulless.

She was three years old when someone who would love and care for her was finally found. The same man who had found her years before; Fire Marshal Henry White. He named her Snow and taught her how to laugh. The older she grew, the more he loved her and the warmer her eyes became. She was always a strange child, but Henry loved her oddities and took it upon himself to teach her ways to relate to other people. He taught her how to make little glass dolls and paint happy faces onto them, which taught her how to contort her face into pleasant expressions. He taught her various dances, which always got her blood rushing and warmed her skin and made her laugh. He taught her how to smile, how to pout, how to scoff and how to yell. The only thing Henry wouldn't teach Snow was how to cry. But there were no need for tears, not when he was there.

Then it happened. It had been a frustrating day at work for Snow—who was a phlebotomist in the outpatient clinic at their local hospital—and to cheer her up Henry decided to do what he did best. He pulled the fire truck out onto the street, put on some music and lead her around the fire station in a dance. The other firemen clapped and hooted and Snow and Henry laughed as they did the Charleston around garage.  He was beaming at her, the wrinkled around his eyes crinkling in the happiest of expressions, he always looked at her like that when they danced. The fall was sudden, and at first everyone thought he was joking. But when Henry didn't move the firehouse paramedics jumped into action. They loaded him into the ambulance and rushed him to the hospital. Snow clutched his hand the entire way, staring blankly at Henry's calmly sleeping face as the paramedic performed chest compressions and tried desperately to restart his old friend's heart.

Snow sat in the emergency room for what felt like hours, her expression cold and her skin icy. It was a mere thirty minutes before a nurse came out and led her to the critical care room. Henry lay on a hospital cot, his shirt cut open, the gray curls covering his chest bared. He was dead—a brain aneurism she was to be told—and for a long time she just stared at the man who had raised her. The man who had loved her when no one else would. In twenty-seven years not a single tear had past her hollow brown eyes. In that moment every one that had been denied release rushed forward. Snow wailed into her father's chest, soaking the soft curls in her sorrow. The grief was unbearable, her screams were heartbreaking and she was inconsolable. Snow's breakdown was so intense that she herself was admitted to the hospital and sedated.
Story
Snow woke up three days later, feeling absolutely nothing. She checked herself out of the hospital, claimed Henry's body and began preparations for his funeral. It was a small affair—Henry had no living relatives—with only Snow and the other firemen in attendance. She did not cry. The day after the funeral she was back at work. She did not bother to fake smiles for the patients that came to see her. She spoke only when it was necessary to. Most patients paid it no mind, only one seemed particularly interested in speaking with her. Even as she ignored them they continued to hit on her, complimenting her pale skin, her dark hair and even her cold eyes. Snow simply drew their blood and sent them on their way, staring vacantly as they offered her hand a kiss before making their exit. She ignored the strange warmth that lingered on her skin where they had touched.

That night, while on her way home from a bar nearby the hospital, Snow is attacked by a strange, terrifying creature, only to be saved by none other than the patient who'd been flirting with her earlier that day. They announce that she is to come with them, that they will protect her from those who would pursue her in exchange for one thing. Her blood. They tell her she is their half-sister; the daughter of a demon, a very powerful one at that, and a human. That her blood is rare and powerful, and that of their six other siblings, they who possess her would possess the power to end their father's reign and rule over his domain. Naturally she writes them off as insane and runs. Unfortunately for Snow, shaking off her savior would prove not only impossible, but hazardous. Especially when the others that are after her are not so interested in her preservation.

Expecting: I need a dominant partner to play with this character. Bondage, slight N/C with kidnapping, drugging, blackmail and minimal bloodplay will be involved. I haven't completely worked out the details of the story, so there will be a lot of plot discussion and the chance to tweak it to something we'll both enjoy.

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The Scent of Lavender
Odette Devereux
Name: Odette Devereux
Age: 17
Persona: Reserved, sarcastic, tactless, persistent.
Background
The Devereux family was a family of regal and status; old money they were called, the oldest of the old, descendents of royalty. Or so it was said. Though the value of their bloodline might have been a fable, the mansion they resided in on the French countryside, the horses they raised, and the automobiles they owned were very much real. They were a luxurious family, prim and proper from their mimicking blonde hair to their finely kept toes. They were admired, envied and adored by all. None more-so than than the youngest child Odette.

Odette was the epitome of a fine young lady; she was quiet, polite and aristocratic, always cheerful to friend and stranger alike, and welcomed all as they flocked to her. Most of all she was breathtakingly beautiful, with eyes that bore into the soul and a smile that could steal away any heart. She was the top student at her private boarding school—Madam Josephine's Academy for Girls—adored by staff and student alike for her clever mind and good nature. So on that mid-autumn morning when she was discovered missing, the school was in a frenzy. Every inch of the grounds were searched, every last class and dorm room, every garden and recreation spot, but there was no trace of Odette.

Though every effort was made, every cent of her parent's fortune spent, no one ever found Odette Devereux. To this day the circumstances of her disappearance are shrouded in mystery.   
Story:

Fifty years later the young women of  Madam Josephine's Academy for Girls still talk about the disappearance of Odette Devereux. There are all sorts of rumors about what happened to her; she was having an affair with a teacher who tried to break up with her, and when she threatened to expose him he murdered her and chapped her body up into pieces and buried them all over the grounds. Others claimed she had pined so intensely for one of her classmates that she'd hung herself in the woods surrounding the school, and when her body way found Madam Josephine had it incinerated to avoid scandal. Another says she was abducted by fairies who were awed by her famous beauty; that one is a popular tale amongst the young first years.

Whatever the cause of her disappearance they believe, most of the girls around school are in agreement of one thing; Odette is still among them. In spirit anyway. It's said that her ghost haunts the hallways of the school. That it's her mischievous spirit that throws open the windows and creates the winds that lift their skirts. Of course they're just rumors, just speculation. None of which the new student—a young woman with boyishly short hair and a bad attitude—buys.

Expecting: For this roleplay I'm looking for a partner to play a female character; a tomboy at least or a stud lesbian at best. Essentially Odette is a ghost, or rather a memory as I like to call it, whose existence is very much real to the girl she “haunts”. There will be sexual encounters, because yes she is solid and can touch (at least your character).
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Re: Seeking Dominant Male For Detailed M/F RP
« Reply #1 on: February 18, 2010, 03:51:52 PM »
I read your O/O's... I'm not so great at coming up with stories by myself, but I have some half-formulated thoughts in my mind.

Something with an older partner. Maybe your character's neighbor?

I'll just list some of your On's that I share.

•Adultery, ○Dirty Talking, •Kidnapping (I have an idea for this concerning my greater idea), ○Outdoor/public scenes, and of course all of the actual sexual stuff.

What do you think?

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Re: Seeking Dominant Male For Detailed M/F RP
« Reply #2 on: March 03, 2010, 12:33:06 PM »
Edit~

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Re: Seeking Dominant Male For Detailed M/F RP
« Reply #3 on: May 04, 2010, 07:39:37 PM »
New idea~

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Re: Seeking Dominant Male For Detailed M/F RP
« Reply #4 on: May 04, 2010, 11:21:30 PM »
Hey, that does sound like a pretty interesting idea.

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« Reply #5 on: May 14, 2010, 07:40:22 PM »
Hey, i'm loving your ideas [:
As far as I'm concerned your idea for Cherry is amazing, and I'm exactly the kind of partner your looking for.
If your interested i'd love to roleplay with you, message me.

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Re: Seeking Detailed Multi-Para M/F or F/F RP
« Reply #6 on: July 01, 2010, 12:45:26 AM »
Edit~ New Idea. <3

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« Reply #7 on: November 28, 2010, 12:25:48 AM »
New idea. <3

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Re: Seeking Detailed Multi-Para M/F or F/F RP
« Reply #8 on: January 14, 2011, 10:40:10 PM »
Revised~ New Idea <3

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« Reply #9 on: January 14, 2011, 11:13:09 PM »
I pmed you. :D

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« Reply #10 on: March 02, 2011, 11:25:33 PM »
New Idea <3

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« Reply #11 on: March 05, 2011, 12:15:25 AM »
New Idea <3

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Re: Seeking Detailed Multi-Para M/F or F/F RP
« Reply #12 on: July 13, 2011, 02:35:15 AM »
Added "The Miko's Wishes and the Punk's Desires"

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« Reply #13 on: July 14, 2011, 08:46:10 AM »
Hi,
sounds like you're enjoying the same kind of roleplay that I do - detailed, creative...
Almost all your role ideas appeal to me, so let's chat and find out what might suite us both best.
Bye,
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Re: Seeking Detailed Multi-Para M/F or F/F RP
« Reply #14 on: July 20, 2011, 02:22:09 AM »
Added a lesbian game. "Une Mémoire de L'Amour"

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« Reply #15 on: January 01, 2012, 02:11:30 AM »
Modified~

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« Reply #16 on: January 03, 2012, 12:21:12 AM »
New Idea <3

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Re: Otachii's Story Ideas f/f & m/f
« Reply #17 on: January 20, 2016, 01:01:59 AM »
Revised

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« Reply #18 on: January 21, 2016, 01:12:27 AM »
New story added.

"That High School Bebop"

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"Caging the Song Bird"
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