Aura

"You're not as smart as you made yourself seem." Amelia muttered as she started to put her clothes back on as well. "I'm not falling for that manipulative bullshit. I don't know what your intentions are, but you're not being transparent about them. I'm not just some stupid kid for you to groom." She continued pulling her clothes on until it was all back in place and she was ready to walk out the door. "Depending on how far you take things, I just might hate you that much. I don't trust you and, at this rate, I never will." As he turned to walk away from her, she did the same, making her way toward the door once again before she heard his last words which made her skin crawl. A ride? With how much he knew of her, surely he must have known of the context about what happened to her. There was a possibility he was just being courteous, but it was perhaps the worst possible thing he could have offered her in this context. Immediately all those old thoughts came rushing back to her. Why the hell would he say something like that...? Her stomach twisted as her emotions jumped from horror to disgust to pure anger and right back to dread all in a matter of seconds. She could feel her whole body trembling and without another word, she shoved the front door of the shop open and started staggering her way down the street, masking her distress in a front of anger.

Natia practically purred as Rowan stroked her hair tenderly in reassurance. His voice immediately soothed her into a state of relaxation once again. It really didn't even matter what words he said, he could have told her they were the most taboo couple on the planet and with that sultry tone, it would have relaxed her all the same. Rowan knew what was for the best, and the fact that he never seemed to lose his cool only emphasized that. The fact that he insisted her volume was nothing to be ashamed of only added to that joyous sensation. She felt almost disappointed as Rowan started to pull his cock from her body, she wasn't ready for their encounter to be over. But of course, they still had plenty of time together thanks to the bath, so she figured they would just carry on in the new room. Once again, Rowan succeeded in making Natia feel precious as he first checked the halls before pulling her to him and guiding her to the new room. It was these little things that really made her love for him blossom. As they entered the new room, Natia looked around and smiled to herself. Though she was massively unfamiliar with the environment, the sight of what appeared to her as a man-made hot spring was especially impressive. She still couldn't imagine it holding a candle to a natural one, but the idea that humans were able to make such a thing without magic, it was almost as impressive as the clothes. When Rowan suggested she get in, Natia didn't think twice about it and immediately started to move toward the water with a soft blush across her cheeks, but when she saw Rowan's somewhat subtle grin, it made the hair on her neck stand on end. The excitement was back already. She didn't know quite what Rowan had in mind, but she was already right back in her submissive state. Now, it wasn't about getting in to relax and get clean. Now, it was about fulfilling a command she'd been given. And somehow that thought made it so that she couldn't help but giggle slightly and smile back as she carefully stepped toward the water and daintily dipped her toe in it before slowly lowering herself inside the water. "O-oh my, it's really warm...!"

Sophia flashed an endearing smirk to the man as he held the back door of the cruiser open for her. The irony of the situation wasn't lost on her, of course. She was so afraid earlier of getting arrested but now she was asking to be given a ride in the back of a police car with the very heavy-handed intention of servicing this man the only way she knew how. Depending on how things would go, they were clearly going to have a busy morning. Sophia only grew more antsy as she sat in the backseat of the car. The hard seat was clearly not designed for comfort and sitting in it did somewhat bring back some painful memories of when she'd gotten in trouble before. This certainly wasn't the first time she'd been in the back of a police cruiser, but thankfully the mood was much different this time, so those memories were short-lived here. Even though she was in the back of the cruiser, she felt more in control than anyone else here and she was more than satisfied with that. She couldn't help but giggle to herself at the less careful way the officer dealt with Kaylaen. It was clear she was the favored among the two. As Kay sat in the seat next to her, and the officer got in the driver's seat and started filling in a report, she reached over and gently tapped on Kaylaen's hand before smiling at him and whispering. "So, do you think we can get him interested in you, too?" She spoke with a sly grin. It wasn't long before the vehicle started moving and she was asked where she lived. "Oh! I live in a small apartment in the slums, it's not quite big enough for the three of us to spend time comfortably. I was thinking, instead, that we might come to his home? I think I would feel much safer there..." She started off, giving Kay a look to guage his interest in the idea before speaking again. "...of course, I would still need to return there sooner or later. So I wouldn't be against you escorting me safely home afterward... That is, if it's not too much of a problem to be alone with a girl like me~"

Please read this thread for a more thorough understanding of the setting this roleplay will take place in. While many aspects of this roleplay are left up to the imagination, certain rules will still hold in order to maintain consistency and ease of understanding within the club. If you take nothing else from this thread, just please remember that separate threads are entire separate stories, the same character can be in multiple threads at once, contradictions and pre-established facts don't really matter at all, and characters must wake up in a new area at the start of each thread. There will also be no NPCs. Any unprecedented allusions to mysterious figures will be chalked up to hysteria and nothing more. There are no hard limits to what you can and cannot find within The Backrooms, but this is a thread detailing the kinds of things you can expect to happen. 1. What you see is what you get. The Backrooms exists in a void. The first thing to keep in mind is that The Backrooms is an infinite space, and endless maze. There is no sound outside of the constant hum of the lights. There is no air conditioning, but the rooms aren't particularly hot. Temperature wise, the rooms are a bit on the cooler side, but the lights offer a gentle, comfortable heat. The rooms all appear in a similar manner to the ones you see in the images used around the club. Yellowish rooms with faint lights. It looks somewhat like a vacant house or office building but with a surreal amalgamation of walls that, coupled with the ominous silence, lead to a strangely unsettling environment. Some rooms are large and spacious, others are tiny and compact. If you managed to break through any of the walls, you'd just end up in a neighboring room. Trying to dig through the floor, you'd be met with a solid foundation of concrete that you'll never dig past. It would be difficult to reach, but if you managed to break through the roof of a room, you would find yourself in a far more ominous black void with an endless plane of insulation and steel girders lining the entire maze. The atmosphere is far colder and it is strongly advised that you do not stray too far from the place you exited from or you may have difficulty getting back down without breaking through the roof again and risking injury from the inevitable fall. 2. No powers or supernatural abilities. Your character may have vivid memories of having supernatural abilities such as access to magic or superpowers, but they will always find such powers will fail to take effect here. It's also entirely possible a character that normally does have supernatural abilities will simply not have any memories of having such abilities at all and never even question it. It is up to you how your character will respond to this problem and how dangerous this might be for them. 3. Liquid Time This roleplay uses what is called liquid time. This means that the "canonical" order of events is never clear. Characters will even begin to dream entire days out in The Backrooms so some entire threads may even just be dreams and you would never know. A convenience of liquid time in terms of roleplay is that one character can participate in multiple threads at the same time! Due to the mysterious nature of the world contained in this RP, discrepancies and contradictions between the flow of events can easily be explained away as faulty memories or a misunderstanding of the order of events. Due to the infinitely random nature of The Backrooms, it's also entirely possible that two separate locations coincidentally looked exactly the same, the same characters woke up in the same positions, performed the same actions, and two characters remember two completely different counterparts of the exact same journey. The nature of true randomness inevitably leads to bizarre coincidences like this. 4. Every thread is a new beginning. Every thread will focus on a different journey. Your character has woken up in a completely different area of The Backrooms than any other area they'd previously been. It's up to you whether or not they have any memories of previous experiences or if they retain no memory at all. Material possessions may be retained, completely different, or absent entirely, again, at your own discretion. No two threads will ever directly cross over, but characters from two separate threads may appear in a brand new thread and retain all their memories of their previous adventures. 5. There is a method to the madness. Some things are always consistent when you start a new thread! Every character mysteriously wakes up in an unfamiliar part of The Backrooms that has never previously been explored. You will never be teleported while conscious. You may fall asleep or pass out without waking up in an unfamiliar place, but you will never appear in an unfamiliar place without falling asleep or passing out first. You cannot wake up in a mysterious area without being asleep first. This is very important. No character will also ever disappear from a thread unless everyone in the thread is asleep. Again, everyone falling asleep doesn't necessarily mean that the thread is over, but the thread cannot be over unless everyone is unconscious. 6. No need for food or water. Despite there being no food or water throughout your time in The Backrooms, you will likely never starve or thirst to death. A strange side-effect of the way this bizarre world makes the passage of time extremely difficult to follow. Much like a dream, you may never get hungry or thirsty at all. However, if your mind is focused too much on finding food, you may catch yourself getting hungrier by your own hand. 7. Furniture and Items Although the rooms are mostly empty, you may find seemingly random pieces of furniture strewn about. Some key points to take note: Drawers and shelves will usually be completely empty. However, they may still contain certain items. Fate has a funny way of helping one to explore their desires. Often, if you find yourself really wishing you had something, you'll probably be able to find it by searching a container in a nearby room. If things are getting frisky, you may be able to find a bed, desk, or other stable piece of furniture and a little bit of poking around may even lead to the discovery of sex toys if your characters don't already have any on their possession. It's also quite possible batteries in devices like these may not be drained, but will mysteriously drain if removed from the device. In general, it's not a good idea to tamper with the gifts fate has given you. Clocks will always be broken and display an incorrect time. Digital clocks will have dead batteries and analogue clocks will be missing the internal mechanisms allowing the clock to move. Furniture will usually be brown in color and fabrics will be shades of white, yellow, or green that match the walls. 8. Anomalies Due to the infinite nature of the labyrinth, you're bound to come across the occasional oddity. Not every room is identical to the standard square. You might find a room that is circular or even rotated 90 degrees with furniture bolted to the "wall." In general, these anomalies will not be noticeable from a distance. Whenever you look in any given direction, you should see nothing but an endless void of similar-looking rooms. You'll always need to at least turn a corner to find an anomaly. Please do not try to rely to heavily on anomalies to make your story interesting. The whole purpose of this roleplay is to get you to focus entirely on fleshing out your character rather than relying on the surroundings to make things interesting. If you find yourself constantly jumping from anomaly to anomaly, perhaps you need to work on making your character more interesting? Ideally, you're going to want a character who can keep things interesting even in a completely empty, square room. 9. Your characters are alone. Period. Certain characters may fear the presence of some sort of monster, criminal, etc. lurking through The Backrooms and stalking them; but there will be no NPCs in this roleplay. The only characters you will ever interact with are other player-controlled characters. No monsters or characters will be roaming the halls of The Backrooms unless they are created by a player and submitted as their own playable character. 10. The psyche is powerful. Just because the above rules are in place doesn't mean your character knows that. I think as you roleplay here, you'll find that your character's mental state may vary widely depending on how they view their situation. This can also affect their physical well-being. Like previously stated, if your character is worried they'll starve to death, they'll definitely end up starving for food and might even pass out due to a lack of energy. Alternatively, if the thought of food never crosses their mind, they could go months without a bite. Likewise, if you become worried about disease or injury, you will be more likely to encounter these issues as well. The way you view the rooms will be reflected in how you feel inside of them. If you see it as a pleasant escape from the stresses of reality, you will be much more at peace. If you see it as a horrifying prison that you have to escape from, you will be under incredible stress. Just keep in mind that, no matter how confident you are, you will never escape The Backrooms. Not through conscious effort alone, anyway. Any further information necessary to express will be added here. I hope it wasn't too much of a bore to read through! I may clean this thread up a bit to make it easier to digest.

This is the main OoC thread. This is where most discussion about the roleplay will go. Feel free to make a post discussing your own ideas and what you would like to do! You can ask any questions you'd like if you need help getting started or just introduce yourself and ask other players about their character. Please keep in mind that, as time goes on, certain players may become inactive. Thankfully, the nature of this RP allows for one character to participate in multiple threads at once. So no need to worry about any characters being caught up in a story already. Use this thread however you feel is necessary! Please just mind the rules on the club's home page!

It depends on how cruel your character is willing to be, of course. She's got a lot on her plate after all.

Welcome to the club! Activity in this RP is a little spotty, likely due to the complex nature of the gameplay, but Amelia Pryce is about to finish up a side story and she should be available not long from now! Her bio says she's straight, but that's not anything a little blackmail can't fix~ And adding in another blackmailer would certainly make things much more interesting for her...

Amelia lowered her head and furrowed her brow with scrutiny as she listened to his words. He didn't really answer her question, or at least not in a way that made sense. If he just wanted this situation to 'come to him' then he wouldn't have felt the need to dig up all that dirt on her. He was clearly more demanding than he let on. Amelia may be a bit naive due to her age, but she was still able to see through tactics like this. What exactly he had in mind, she had no idea, but the lack of transparency really only increased her discomfort. "Fine then. It was fine." She finally muttered her response in a passive-aggressive tone. She gave him a half-baked response to match his own. She turned her back to him and started walking back to the door. After a few steps, she stopped and looked over her shoulder with a clenched fist. "And... don't think you can hold this over me. It looks far worse for you than it does for me. You hired me. You know I'm a minor. So don't get any funny ideas..." Of course, Amelia had no intention of blackmailing Taka over any of this. He hadn't actually done anything to her yet. If anything, he'd only helped her out. Still, he was certainly acting suspicious and this simple fact gave her plenty of leverage to work against him. Besides, if she were to leak this secret, there was no doubt he'd be able to counteract by leaking her own. Then who knows what would happen as a consequence... This thought brought a level of tension to her that may have been visible on her face depending on how observant Taka was.

There was a window on the wall to the right of the bed. The window itself had a latch on it which would take a moment to open. No doubt, the girl would notice if she tried to open it. Breaking the window may have been an option if Rose could find the strength to lift something heavy enough to throw at it, but that could also risk injury. Unless she could think of something clever, it would be really difficult to get from the bed to the window without being spotted. Still, if she were to attempt an escape in this manner, now would be the best time as the girl who was once keeping her restrained was clearly disturbed at the moment. She tried her best to regain her composure, but no matter what, her anxiety seemed to shoot out the roof. She was taking half breaths and the color was drained from her face. "D-daddy... daddy!!" She cried out helplessly, she seemed completely unable to move from that kneeling position holding her head as if fighting an impossible headache. "Daddy!! I'm scared!! Where is she!! What did she do this time!?" As her cries grew in volume, the heavy footsteps of Anhara's father could be heard climbing up the stairs once again. Thump thump thump thump. The steps grew louder in volume as the man made his way up the stairs in ominous silence. If Rose wanted to attempt an escape, she would have to get over her nerves and act quickly as it was only a matter of seconds before Anhara's father would enter the room and seeing her mid-escape was certainly not going to end well. On the other hand, she also had the option to bide her time and hope for a better opportunity later on. It was up to her just how desperate she was to get away form the nightmares that awaited her in this home.

When she heard such a soft, nervous knock on the door, Natia suddenly felt an unexpected wave of shame washing over her body. She listened along with Rowan as the pleasant voice of a clearly nervous woman spoke into the room from the other side of the door. Natia hadn't intended to make anyone else feel uncomfortable by the sounds she was making and even though the thought of being seen was really exciting in the moment, this moment put into perspective just why that might not be the best idea. All she could offer in response was a nervous laugh. She figured that in a place like this, a lot of people would get intimate with each other. After all there were so many men and women who seemed to be of different bloodlines here, especially without the limitations of the Aequu's gift. Perhaps it wasn't quite how she expected after all. She wanted to apologize to the kind lady, but she was far too embarrassed to speak. By this point, the intense head had faded and she just buried her face into Rowan's chest in a humiliated pout and remained completely silent until the footsteps left. Natia just nodded along with the idea of taking a bath, but it was clear she was more focused on what had just happened. It bothered her far more than she ever would have expected. And to think she'd just suggested she wanted to be seen. Perhaps it was for the best Rowan didn't take things so far with her. "I-I didn't mean to make anyone uncomfortable..." she finally spoke up, her more timid tone returning once again. "Is this... not normal...?"

As Kaylaen wrapped his arm around her, his hand hovering in such a tantalizing spot... It almost disappointed Sophia that they wouldn't be starting any action right this second. She could already feel her skin heating up, it was as if by this point she'd completely forgotten everything she was stressed about this morning and all she could think about was jumping right back into action with her newfound addiction. The officer's line of sight wasn't lost on her in the slightest and she had to turn her own head to hide her sly grin. After Kay spoke up, she returned her face to its rehearsed worried appearance as she looked back up at the tense officer. She was curious about what the man had to say, but what was going on was too much gold to pass up. The officer promised not to let anything happen to her and at this point, she had half the mind to start dropping some much more on-the-nose teases. 'nothing at all? What a shame...' or maybe 'And what would you do if someone started to grope me right now...? Would you come and rescue me?~' the idea of saying such lewd things and where they would lead already started to get her wet. A subtle blush even started to appear on her face at the thought of things escalating right here in this elevator, but there wasn't much time to be had. It wasn't long at all before the door rang and opened up. Sophia didn't know much about police cruisers, but she did know they weren't quite like typical cars. Sitting shotgun with the officer and teasing him the whole trip likely wasn't an option because of all the specialized equipment in the passenger side. She could flirt up a little more and suggest the idea of sitting in his lap, but again, that would be a bit cheesy and too on-the-nose. It seemed she was just going to end up in the backseat next to Kaylaen. She wanted to make sure to keep the man nervous enough to want to make a move before he lost his chance, but she didn't want to be too harsh and make him feel like he never had a chance to begin with. A man's heart is just as delicate as a woman's, after all. And this man could very likely have some form of self confidence issues thanks to his past. She had to be extra careful not to just trample all over him but instead to show him a good time. She grinned brightly as the officer pointed her to the cruiser and she gave him a small bow. "Thank you, sir~" She spoke in a soft, sultry near-whisper to the man, putting extra emphasis on the 'sir' just to help continue stroking his ego. She glanced back at Kay and smiled wider as the group approached the cruiser. It hopefully shouldn't take long to get to their destination, adn the moment that would happen, it was time for round 2 already.

Without so much as questioning him, Amelia waited obediently. She still felt ashamed for being so submissive, no doubt. She had half the mind to give him the middle finger and just walk out and never come back. But something in her just had her convinced that she didn't want to disobey, and somehow she didn't think it was fear anymore... at least, not the same type of fear she had when she came here... it was more like the fear of missing an opportunity. Like a gambler choosing to play one more game of slots knowing that he would regret walking away if the very next person came to that machine and got the jackpot. She knew it wasn't a healthy situation, but she didn't know if she would ever have another opportunity... if this man truly cared for her... maybe... No, but he was so much older than her... it was definitely illegal. He could get in so much trouble for this... he should, but... could she do that to him...? He could have done so much worse to her, couldn't he? He could have just degraded her into being his slave right then and there, all he needed were those secrets... but instead he gave her an honest job and is even paying her a decent wage... Taka finally returned with a handful of tissues which she accepted. It wasn't going to be much help for the splotches of cum in her hair, but she cleaned herself up to the best of her abilities. She'd definitely have to take a shower when she got home. As Taka asked her if she enjoyed it, she genuinely wasn't sure how to respond. She slowly rose to her feet in silence, staring down at the ground. "I-...." She gripped her own arm with her other hand as she bit her lip, trying to figure out the right words to convey her feelings. "...I don't know... I'm... confused...." She soon glanced back up at him. "I don't understand. Why didn't you just rape me? Why all this? What do you want from me...?"

As the kiss began to relax, the girl's grip on rose weakened as well. Her movements started to slow down. She began to move more awkwardly, as if unsure of herself or what she was doing. The moment she felt resistance from Rose, her eyes immediately shot open. It was suddenly clear exactly what was happening. Her heart dropped and she immediately wanted to throw up at the very thought of what she was just doing. She hastily sat back and looked down at the traumatized stranger in her bed. "No!!" She cried out, recoiling in what seemed to be genuine despair. "Not another one! There can't be another!! Why!? Why is there another!?" She frantically clenched at every part of her own body as she scrambled out of bed, looking the new girl up and down. It was as if she was uncomfortable with any one part of her body remaining in the same place at the same time. Her eyes darting around, her legs pacing back and forth, her arms constantly flailing around as if they couldn't find a comfortable position... she suddenly looked like a total nervous wreck. "I'm so sorry... I'm so, so sorry... You don't deserve this, I'm sorry!" She sobbed out to the girl, clearly unsure how to approach the situation. "I-I-I- I don't know what to do, I-I just... my sister... I don't know how... Aaaaahhhh!!!" She suddenly screamed out in distress as she dropped to her knees and clenched fistfulls of hair. "It's not me!! Tell me it's not me!! It's not me!!" In a matter of seconds, her face was once again completely covered in tears. "Anhara stop it!! Stop doing this to me!! Why do you do this!?!"

That same patronizing praise... 'good girl' why was it that she hated those words so much, yet they sparked such heat inside of her? As Taka began to thrust, fucking her hand like it was yet another hole for his pleasure, Amelia's arm begain to strain. Jerking a cock like this took a surprising amount of energy and his thrusting only reminded her that she couldn't begin to slow down. Her breathing began to grow heavy as drool begun to escape her bottom lip and dangling tongue as she anticipated the load she was working to hard for. It was still such a bizarre twist of emotions running through her heart. She was thrilled and excited, yet she felt degraded and ashamed allowing herself to be used like this so easily... This just wasn't her... As soon as she heard Taka moaning out his warning that he was starting to cum, Amelia's heart skipped a beat and her face lit up. She wasn't particularly excited about the orgasm but it was moreso a sense of relief, almost like the same feeling as finally getting out of school after a long day. She was almost done stroking his cock. Even if his cum didn't actually mean much to her, it was more than enough of a reward to know she was almost done degrading herself like this. Still, the most humiliating part had yet to come. She continued to stroke his cock faster and faster, her mouth still opened wide like a stupid dog begging for her treat. It wasn't long before a massive load of cum spilled out from his cock, most of the initial spurt shot way further than expected, mostly landing in her hair with a few drips hitting her forehead and her right cheek just below her eye. She could feel the hot sticky liquid running down her soft, red-hot skin as the second splotch shot out again, this time landing just below her nose and top lip, some of the liquid dripping down into her mouth. She could begin to taste the bitter, salty juice and cringed a little as it only served as a reminder of just how wrong this was... A third splotch once again shot harder and hit her across the forehead and closed right eye, a few more droplets reaching her hair. The fourth splotch landed mostly in her mouth with some spilling onto her chin and out the corner of her mouth. Yet another spurt landed right onto her chest, staining her shirt. Of course, she immediately noticed this and felt her heart drop. She'd have to come up with a cover story for the stain if anyone asked... thankfully, due to working in food service it could easily be explained away. As the climax began to cease, more cum, still, started to leak from Taka's cock. Amelia was out of breath at this point, but she knew her job wasn't over until the mess was cleaned, and so she quickly leaned forward to begin sucking on the head of his cock once again, swirling her tongue around in an effort to lick it all up. Why did it come so naturally...? Was this really who she was...?

'everyone will know' those words swirled inside the lustful head of the Aequu, absolutely mesmerized by Rowan's possessive nature. Something about that promise just filled her with that much more passion for her submission. His erratic thrusting deep inside of her delicate pussy tore grunts, moans, cries, and gasps left and right from her body as her internal heat only rose and the collar continued getting colder to counteract and keep her flesh at a steady temperature. Her skin was still slightly hotter to the touch than usual, as the collar was designed to still allow the heat of sexual tension or humility to be felt by one's owner, even if the levels were unnaturally low for an Aequu in arousal, not that there was much research on that subject from the perspective of the Aequu, but it was clear that the levels felt by Natia were undoubtedly unnatural. If the collar broke off right now, she just might catch fire, and that was no joke. The collar was reacting as though she were attempting to manipulate that very element from her body. In fact, as Rowan continued to pound into Natia's body, he might even begin to notice steam emerging from her skin like sweat as the collar cools the fire trying to leak from her body. Meanwhile, in spite of the ice-cold collar's attempt to ruin her time, Natia was in total bliss in the arms of her lover. The collar meant nothing to her. All she could focus on was Rowan's promise that he would own every inch, and every inch she was more than willing to deliver to him. She locked eyes with her husband with a lewd, drunken grin across her cheeks. She was in pain, but the pleasure her sir brought her was worth every bit of it. "Don't--ahh--don't stop!! Ahhh!!" Natia was finally able to release coherent words from her mouth as she could feel Rowan's pace shifting in anticipation of his climax. His cock bouncing and throbbing in the depths of her body, ready to leave its permanent mark yet again. "Take every inch!! Give it to me, please!! Spread your seed inside me!! I want your children, Rowan!!" She cried out as if worshipping the prince. Even her collar at this point was having a hard time keeping up with the heat in her body and soon, Rowan had finally reached his climax and his cum absolutely dominated every square inch of her perfect virginity-restored womb once again. Natia's intense screams of pleasure flooded the room as her body was pressed back against the creaky wood wall. "I'm... so hot... don't stop! M-more!! I'm-- I'm so close! Please, I need more!!" She practically roared with ecstasy. One might assume she was referring to another orgasm, but there was more to it than just that. It was a long-shot, but if she could get hot enough from this, maybe, just maybe, she could overpower the collar, even if just for a moment. Such a feat would mean the world to her. The blushing dame just stared pleadingly into Rowan's eyes as though she were absolutely desperate to be fucked stupid by his incredible cock.

Something about the way placed his hand on her cheek, patronizingly stroking her sloppy bottom lip with his thumb... and the way he followed it up with the command to open her "pretty little mouth," in a tone that almost felt more like a threat despite the compliment hidden in them. It hurt a bit and only built onto her shame... and yet her heart was racing faster being treated like a submissive dog. Reluctantly, and perhaps against her better judgment, she parted her lips, opening her mouth wide, preparing for the seed that would fill her mouth and cover her face. That shameful makeover as her boss paints the picture of just what she was going to be to him. She didn't protest at all when her hand was moved to his cock and she was forced to stroke it. Not wanting to disappoint, she began to move her hands on her own soon after.. His cock was hard, but it was throbbing and twitching. He was nearing. A good little pet... those words made Amelia blush more than she already was. She looked like a bitch in heat at this point, stroking her master's cock with her mouth wide open to accept his seed. She was the very image of a porn star and that disgusted her, and yet she strangely wasn't hating it... "Please... plese, sir...! Please give me your cum!" She had no idea how to beg for something like this. The very idea was completely foreign to her. But she'd been given an order and, somehow, she couldn't say no if she wanted to. Like she was under some sort of hypnotic trance. She was his bitch and she couldn't fight that. She didn't want to fight that...

Sophia was taken aback a bit by the sad note the officer's story took. What she assumed to just be playful flirting turned out to possibly dig up some sad memories. She probably should have known better. Sensitive guys often did cling to negative emotions. Still, she wasn't going to let the melodrama affect the mood, but for now wore a somewhat concerned, empathetic frown. As the three entered the elevator, she consciously stood closer to the officer, still feigning an air of nervousness. "Well, that's no good..." She finally responded. "But, I know you're a good guy. Besides, if you had some girl waiting for you then she'd probably just get super jealous of you taking such good care of a girl like me." She smiled reassuringly up at him. "I really appreciate that you're willing to help me out with this with no need to hesitate. It's a good thing!" She frowned a little and glanced over at Kay, with her left hand she gently patted her thigh as if to invite him over to her other side. She wanted to get both of these men close to her. Maybe it would spark some sense of jealousy in the officer~ In the meantime, she frowned again and looked down at her feet. "After what just happened to me... I'd be so frightened to have to go home alone. I'm so thankful to have both you boys to keep me safe!"

As Amelia heard Taka's moans growing in volume, she could only feel satisfied. She was smiling to herself. Was she... proud of this...? She blushed in total embarrassment when he reached down to pet her like some sort of dog. Soon, though, his grip became more forceful. Amelia's eyes widened in surprise as he started to force her head further down on his cock. Regardless of what his intentions may have been, there was no way such a gesture could be perceived as gentle from her perspective. As his cock was crammed deeper into her tight throat, she immediately started to cough and sputter with some rather disgusting noises as he was pushing right past her gag reflex. She did have experience in this respect, so she didn't throw up or anything, but it was inherent that she would come pretty close with this cock pushed so deep inside of her mouth. That wsa when she heard his voice and another wave of humility overcame her. She looked up at Taka with the face of a confused, scared little girl. Did she... like this...? Why did she feel the way she did...? Was this some weird way of trying to prove to herself that she's strong? As he pulled her back, she immediately started coughing and sputtering before gasping for air, her drool and his precum sloppily coating her entire chin as she panted and gasped. Her hair a mess at this point. She just stared up at him, unsure of what to say. A hungry look... is that what this was...? Hungry... "Y-yes sir... I want your cum... please let me have your cum, sir..." She was out of breath as she tried to speak, rubbing her head against his cock like a cat rubbing against her master. "I need it... I need your cum, sir..."

She couldn't believe she was doing this. Every bit of it felt wrong. Yet by this point it was as if her mind was cut off from her actions. She could object to it all she wanted, but her body was moving on its own. She could feel Taka's hard, throbbing meat fill her mouth and soon began sliding her wet lips further down. She started to suck on the pole as if trying to drink from a straw while still pumping the base of his cock with her hands. She could feel her cheeks burning with humility as she serviced the man's cock. As she started to take the cock deeper in her mouth, her hands slowly moved down to his balls to rub them. She couldn't fit the entire cock into her mouth comfortably, so she only got around halfway down before she started to gag and let off a bit, still bobbing her head back and forth and swirling her tongue around his dick. As she continued to suck, she almost felt like she was getting dumber. Her mind was emptying. All she could focus on was the meat in her mouth. And as her thoughts faded into the abyss of her brain, the subtle flavors of his cock started to take front and center. The sounds. The smell... It was unpleasant yet... strangely addictive. And the more she experienced, the more she tasted, the more she heard, the more she smelled, the more satisfied she began to feel. She couldn't explain why. She didn't want to. She just wanted to... enjoy it... enjoy this cock... taka's cock... "mmmphh..." She moaned aloud, closing her eyes as she continued to push slightly further down.

Due to the link, Alez could feel the painful anger from Cassandra's heart. This feeling wasn't going to help her. She needed to focus on remaining at peace... Otherwise, she'd be stuck in her physical form where she was completely useless. But how could she keep her emotions in balance in a time like this? In order to bring balance to her emotions, she'd need love to counteract her anger and joy to counteract her sorrow. Both of those just felt impossible to obtain in the moment. Still... Alez looked back and forth between Mei Yi and Cassandra. She honestly had no idea what was going on between these two. There was clearly some bad blood between these two that needed to be worked out in one way or another, but from her perspective, she couldn't see Mei Yi as much more than a villain. And yet, she had a nagging feeling like there was more to her story. It wasn't her place to judge. She had to be willing to forgive even the cruelest of sins. Especially from someone who does not live under the same goddess. With a deep breath, Alez reached out to touch Cassandra's hand and hold it firmly. Tears still stained her face, but she had to steel herself. She was a servant of Caelisia. She could overcome any obstacle she was faced with. Mother Caelisia wouldn't have sent her on a mission she would never return from. She was precious. She was loved. "I know not what is going on here, but I will not be ignored. My people are being attacked by monsters. Why?" She spoke out with more confidence than before, staring up at Mei Yi. "I want answers and I have no time for mindless prattle. If you do not have answers for us, then point us to someone who does or step aside. Lest you and your world face the wrath of mine. This is no time for foolish games."

Amelia was ashamed and conflicted yet excited about what she was doing. She couldn't even begin to understand why she was so willingly going along with this. But as she felt his cock throbbing against her palm, it felt like she was on a mission. She slowly gave the shaft a gentle tug, back and forth, pumping it gently and carefully. As she eyed the tip of his cock, watching the precum build up, she only blushed harder. Was she really about to do this...? The immediate thought of it was vile and disgusting, yet that alone somehow made it that much more intriguing... there were girls out there who loved this sort of thing... surely there was... something pleasurable from it? Before she knew it, she'd subconsciously leaned her head closer to his cock and her lips started to part. She shut them in reluctance, looking down for a moment before glancing back up at his cock and gulping. She leaned her face closer once again and puckered her lips, planting a soft kiss on the tip of his cock and some of his precum stuck to her bottom lip as she pulled back. She licked her lips to get a taste, but there wasn't quite able to taste it off of what little she'd gotten, though. If she wanted to know more, it was clear she'd have to commit. Reluctantly again, she closed her eyes and parted her lips before finally wrapping them around the head of his cock as she continued to pump her hand along the base.

As soon as Taka's cock was shoved back in against her G-spot, Amelia's whole body shuddered with pleasure and another orgasm spilled from her dripping pussy following a euphoric moan. "F-fuck... d-don't... not inside, please.." She begged through her orgasm, scared that he would now be ignoring her plight having pushed his cock back inside her even after she told him where she wanted it. Of course, he wasn't done toying with her, making her say lewd things to continue to get into her mindspace. She blushed in embarrassment as it was clear she'd ahve to repeat what he ws saying before he was satisifed. "Yes sir... I want to make you... cum on me... I want to stroke your cock..." Her blush only amplified when her wrists were grabbed and pulled toward his junk. She just stared into Taka's eyes, her breath heavy with anticipation as her hands were guided to where they were told to be. She could feel his hot, throbbing meat against the sweaty palm of her hand. The gentleness of this whole situation was still utterly bizarre to her. She didn't feel in control at all and yet everything was going at her pace. It was up to her to make everything advance or he would grow bored with her. Soon, her fingers followed her palm and carefully curled around his shaft. She gulped a bit. Just stroking it felt wrong. "Um... I should... use my mouth, right...?" Her eye contact shifted away from his eyes as she asked, the shame of asking such a question was a heavy burden on her.

Amelia bit her lip immediately after hearing his denial. Dammit. She should have known that wouldn't work. His whole goal here was to toy with her mind and make her think in lewd ways... "N-no! Don't pull out!" Her cunt clutched tighter around his cock as he started to pull, but immediately after, she recognized the implications of those words and blushed harder. "I-I mean d-don't cum inside me, just... I-I don't want you to stop, I'll do better!" Before long, though, his cock pulled out of her cunt as he reassured her she was still his primary focus. Amelia blushed even harder when his face got so close once again, their foreheads pressed gently together. "...y-yes..." she responded timidly to his words. The look of desperate thirst immediately returned at the threat that she may never have his cock again. Such a threat should mean nothing to her, but this is what she'd been reduced to her. "D-dammit..." She muttered aloud to herself. "I want... I-I want your... c-cum... on my body... Please, sir... please cum on me!!"

I would say find a reference image for your character, create an album for your characters in the Citizen Database page and upload the image. Then you can use the template I have there to create your character sheet.

Well, for the sake of the rules of the roleplay, you'll need to create a character sheet which does require you to fill out a section on her personality. It's mainly to ensure consistency as the roleplay does have an overarching story and consistency is going to be important for ineractions with certain significant characters. Creating a character sheet is always a bit of a chore, I understand and you're free to adjust it at any time going forward as you get a better feel for the character. But people who want to play with you will need to know what they're dealing with by looking at your character's profile.