MxF Let's Play

[Eevee1503]

Hi Everyone !

I'm Eevee,

Here are a few things about me

• I have been role playing and writing for 20+ year (I'm 37).
• I can play both male and female, but I do prefer female.
• I can play multiple Characters at once both male and female. (record is 4 at once)
• I do my best to do multiple paragraphs but at minimum a paragraph.
• I do have some issues withe spelling and grammar and I'm working on it.
• I always appreciate Creative crissum, all i ask is to be kind about it don't be nasty.
• I do not do Gore but I do enjoy mor mature topics
• Sexual content is not needed
• I prefer not strait smut I need a story line

I enjoy a few different topics :

• Romance
• Fantasy
• BSDM KinkSheet (I Prefer to be a sub woman but I have played M sub/Dom and F sub/Dom)
• Werewolf
• Vampire
• Fay
• Mafia
• Fandom- Fourth Wing
• Fandom - ACOTAR
• Fandom- Cresset City

Parings i have thought about:

• Dom x Sub
• CEO x Secretary
• Best friends Father x Daughters Best Friend
• Bully x Nerdy girl
• King X servant
• Princess X Knight
• Mafia Boss x woman who owes money
• Professor X Failing student
• Police Officer x Victim
• Vampire x Vampire, Human, Werewolf
• Werewolf x Werewolf, Human, Vampire

A few plot lines I have come up with:

Idea/ Starter - Club Bella - Mafia leader x Girl down on her luck ( Kinky or Vanilla options)

Jade screamed at her car as she slammed into the steering wheel as it broke down. Great, just great; this was all she needed. At the beginning of this month, she had lost her job; the company downsized and no longer needed her. Quickly she had worked through her savings trying to keep up. Two weeks later she was evicted from her apartment because they were tearing it down for some super complex with smaller rooms and more rent. Her brother called her earlier about how he was in trouble and needed money because his gambling got him in trouble. On the way there, her car broke down with her entire life in the back seat and trunk.

Putting her head on the steering wheel, she took a deep breath; she could do this. she told herself. She grew up poor; she never had anything to her name, and she worked so hard to get where she was. This was just a bump; she could do this. Taking a deep breath, she picked up her purse and started to walk the rest of the way when rain started to pour down on her. She was thankful she did not wear the white t-shirt she wanted to. Walking down the busy street, protecting her purse from the worst of it, which had the last of her life savings in it, she made it to the club. Bella was a bar dancer and club mafia front, and everyone knew it but could never prove it. Her hair plastered to her skin, she dripped in the front door, looking up. “I’m looking for…” She went to see her phone, but it flicked on and then died as it was soaked. “ … Fuck, my idiot brother was here to talk to someone, and he asked me to come and help,” she sighed.

The bartender chuckled. “This way,” he said, leading her to the back, getting her a towel to dry off with, and stopping her at the door. “I need to check your bag, and well, I don’t need to check your body,” he chuckled. Jade's clothing was drenched, so her skinny-leg jeans and her T-shirt were plastered to her, and her flats left little to the imagination. Jade handed over her bag, and the man opened it, checking it over, and nodded. “All right, in you go. Good luck,” he said, leaving her.

Jade rolled her eyes; if luck was anywhere close to her, it was giving her two middle fingers and walking away. She knocked, waiting for the come-in. When she entered the room, it was half lounge, half office, but all done up. Art on the walls, music playing, a wall of cameras, and the best part, Brother Thomas kneeling, handcuffed, looking like he was about to piss himself. Jade couldn't blame him with the mussel ban, sitting next to him with a nine millimeter in his hand. “I swear to go, Thomas,” she growled out through her teeth. Thomas flinched at her words and was about to say something soothing, but the man shifted next to him, and he went white and stopped.

Taking a deep breath, Jade looked to the man behind the desk. “I’ve come with money to hopefully spare my brother,” she said, going into her wet purse and taking out $20,000 and putting it on the desk. ” That is everything I have left. I’m not even sure how much he owes. The man next to Thomas spoke up. “He owes half a million,” the man said and poked Thomas with the barrel of the gun. “That might make his death quick,” he said, looking more bored in his suit than anything.

Jade blanched. “Half a million? He did that much?” She let her head hang down. “What can I do to keep his idiot ass alive?” she asked. Thomas was the only family she had left, and she would do anything for him no matter how bad he messed up.

((Two ways it can go. Either she is an accountant and can help cook the books to get the money back for more PG versions. Or she becomes a submissive to the club and is used for members to have time with, but then ends up loving being a submissive and becomes the mafia leader's personal submissive, and eventually they fall in love.))

Idea/ Starter- Dom x Sub- Rejected Sub (+18 )

Jade walked behind her master as he brought her to the stage, a normal day at the club. Club Leather and Lace is a BDSM club deep in the blocks and blocks of storage where houses are. The location was picked to keep everyone’s privacy; not everybody was willing to flaunt their kinks out in the open. The building looked like an everyday warehouse with an L and L above the door, but the world changed as soon as you walked in the door. The lights were dim, and the music was thumping, but you were able to talk without yelling. The booths have leather seats, the chairs have rich red velvet, the tables have crisp linen, and there are red candles on each.

Jade walked up on the stage with her high heels and a thin sheer mini dress. Standing in the middle, he cuffed her hands and had the hook pull high so she was on her tiptoes. She couldn't help but get excited being restrained in front of everyone; he could do anything, and she would thank him and ask for more. The master took cuffs around her ankles and pulled her legs out wider, chaining them to the floor, leaving her completely exposed.

He took a pair of safety scissors and cut her dress off of her and smiled at her. “You were such a good girl,” he said, getting nipple clamps and putting them on her. They had spikes digging into her nipples. Her eyes closed, and she gasped, “Always for you, master,” she said, missing the past tense. He pulled a marker from his pocket and wrote across the creamy skin of her belly, ‘free to a good home.’

Jade’s face fell seeing it. “Master?” She was concerned and even saw the key form in his pocket and bounce behind her. “We’re done. You’re not entertaining for me any longer. Someone will find you amusing,” he said as the lock clicked and the collar fell from her neck, leaving a tan line behind. He gave her one good slap on the ass. “Good luck,” he said, leaving her there.

Jade was in shock, having no idea what she did to deserve this; she had been good and did everything he had asked. She hugs her head down and just hugs there, waiting for someone—anyone—to let her go. Hours passed, and the owner of the club came up to her and smiled at her sadly.

So with this, I'm aiming for the owner of the club to take her in and take her as a temporary submissive, having not found the right one yet. They end up working together, and he gives her a job at the club, and he takes her as his slave permanently. possibility for romance but not needed ))

Idea/Starter – Best friends dad X Daughters Friend (Vanila +18 or +18 Kink)

Jade moved the final box of her things into the guest room and sat down. She rubbed her hands through her hair, frustrated; she just caught her boyfriend of 5 years cheating on her with his professor. He had begged and broken down crying, but she just couldn’t do it; she couldn’t let herself take him back to do it again. So thankfully her best friend and her father had a spare room she could move into for the second half of the year.

She took a deep breath and unpacked her belongings and put them away and took herself downstairs and made some tea. As it steeped, she looked out to the backyard, seeing her friend Amy’s father cleaning the pool in nothing but swim trunks, and she blushed. She watched him and saw the thick outline of his cock against the fabric again. She watched, seeing him look up and wave to her. She blushed and waved back, made her tea, and went to sit at the dining room table to clear her head. She shouldn't have thought about him like that. It was wrong, but God, he was gorgeous.

When he came in, he asked if she needed anything, and she shook her head. "I'm ok, thank you." "I really appreciate this; it makes it easier for me to process all of these things," she said and sipped her tea. "The worst part is that she was wearing my lingerie," she said, shaking her head. “I’m sorry, excuse me, I need a moment to settle,” she said as her tears were coming. She went into her room and took a break.

A few hours later Jade came out after a nap and walked down the hall. She stopped seeing him watching porn.

can just stay as romantic Finding love in each other after bad breakups. Or it can turn kinky if the father or the friend is caught watching porn of, like, daddy dom or BDSM.

I'll be updating this every so often, Don't be afraid to Message with your own ideas!
I don't Bite.....unless you want me to

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