SirenSoul

*The large folder slams down onto my desk, waking me from my midday slump. Mrs. Garrison (my hard-ass boss) is staring down at me, her bushy eyebrows arched in an expression I can’t quite place.* “Santiago, you have a new assignment. If it were up to me, you wouldn’t have any field work for the rest of your career, but apparently the board feels differently, so here we are. Don’t fuck this up.” *Her voice drips with disdain and maybe even a little envy. As she walks away, I shake the drowsiness from my head. My heartbeat picks up speed as I grab the folder and flip it open. Since my last stint in Guatemala, the bureau hasn’t given me anything except mountains of paperwork to bury myself in at a desk. They must be desperate with this case.* *The file is about a drug lord, one completely foreign to me. According to the reports, he’s known for ruthless actions against anyone in his territory, paranoid behavior, and violent tendencies. Multiple murder charges, multiple trafficking charges — the works. I can’t help but chuckle. Of course they’d call me in for this dirtbag. I grab my sunglasses off the cluttered desk and slide them on. I have a plane to catch.* My character is the beautifully cocky Mía Lacassa, more widely known within the FBI as Agent L. She’s known for her brash and confident personality, never afraid to seduce, manipulate, or extort anybody to get a mission done, no matter what rules or regulations stand in her way. Your character is the notorious drug lord, (Y/N). I’d prefer him to have a dominant personality. With his level of power, when he makes demands, they’re carried out — or severe consequences follow. Other than that, feel free to have fun with the character and really make him your own. The way I’d like the RP to play out is as a sort of cat-and-mouse game between us. I’ll try to gather information from you while you test my loyalty and attempt to figure out whether I’m a spy or not. If you discover the truth, I lose, and punishments will follow (see further down in the post for clarification). If you don’t uncover my identity and I get the information I need, I can either exfiltrate or arrest you. The story would begin at a massive party hosted by your family and drug ring. There would be powerful people everywhere and plenty of useful information for me to gather. Since you’re my target, I’d try to seduce you, get on your good side, and earn your trust — no matter how long it takes. From there, the story can really go wherever we want. Maybe we actually fall for each other. Maybe I slip up and endure brutal consequences for my insolence. It’s completely up to you. I’ve referred to “punishment” a lot throughout this post, so let me clarify what that could look like. Obviously, as a drug lord, you’d have access to all kinds of prisons, torture methods, and degrading ways of making people talk. I’ll leave the exact form of punishment up to my partner, since I enjoy a good surprise. Just make sure to review my preferences beforehand. You’ll probably find I don’t have many limits, and there’s a lot on the table. *The soft hum of the engine fills the silence as I sit in the backseat, one leg crossed over the other. City lights streak across the tinted windows while my chauffeur drones on about the weather, traffic, some celebrity scandal on the radio. I nod along politely, offering the occasional amused hum as if I’m actually listening. Meanwhile, my fingers work carefully beneath the fabric of my dress. The cold leather strap tightens securely around my thigh, hidden just beneath the slit of crimson silk. A small blade rests snug against my skin.* “Big night tonight, miss?” *the chauffeur asks casually, eyes flicking toward me through the rearview mirror. I smile sweetly.* “Something like that.” *The mansion comes into view a few moments later. Massive wrought-iron gates. Marble fountains spilling over with water stained gold by the lights. Luxury cars lined along the circular drive like jewels on display. The place practically screams power. Somewhere inside sits the man I’m supposed to destroy. The car door opens for me, and I step out carefully onto the pavement. The night air brushes against exposed skin as the fabric of my red dress clings perfectly to every movement. Elegant, expensive and revealing enough to be distracting. I smooth a hand over the front of the dress before lifting my gaze to the towering mansion looming overhead. Music pulses faintly from somewhere inside, accompanied by laughter and the distant clink of champagne glasses. I take my first step toward the door…*

The books binding creaked as Y/C slowly opened it to the first page. “Summoning Queen Asaroth, a step by step method.” He muttered, running his hand over the dusty crinkled parchment. He was hunched over in the middle of his university dorm room, his curtains covered the window on the far side of the room, bathing the space in a cold darkness. The only illumination offered was from the candles Y/C had lit to “set the mood”. Of course, he didn’t believe in demons or ghosts. However, he had to admit that the dusty tome he had found tucked away in the back of the library was odd and intriguing. He continued reading. “If you manage to summon or commune with the Queen, be warned: you may be granted power, riches, or whatever else you could desire, howeve-“ the words were cut off by a large dark stain splotched across the page, making whatever warning it might have offered illegible. Y/C had seen horror movies before, obviously this was a horrible idea. He was curious to see what would happen, but going through with this ritual couldn’t end well and he knew it. About two days later, he finished lighting the final candle of the seven lining the circle he had drawn on the floor with a lump of charcoal. The possibility of this being real had been eating away at him, so he decided to just give it a go. He had carved runes onto the floor in front of him with great care and precision, careful to not botch the ritual. The book said that if at any point something was off, the demon would reject the summoning. Y/C stepped back from the circle, admiring his handiwork. He grabbed the book off of the floor and flipped the final page of ritual planning. He took a deep breath, finding the words scrawled in a deep red ink. “Regina ignis, veni in domum meam!” He stood there for a good two minutes, waiting for something to happen. When nothing did, he closed the book. “What was I thinking? Of course nothing happened it’s just a stupid ritual to scare people.” He tossed the book onto the small couch across from the window. The moment he turned his back on the array of candles and charcoal, suddenly, the window snapped open, wind blowing the curtains open and flooding the room with moonlight. The book on the couch fluttered open, the pages flipping and landing on an inked sketch of a feminine figure, four orange eyes adorning its horned head with a forked tail wrapping around its legs. Y/C turned back around at the sound of the window, only to see an orange light tracing the circle on the floor. The wind grew more intense as the light swirled, eventually forming some sort of portal, releasing a blast of scalding hot air into the room. “W-what the…” He stuttered, stepping backwards. Two long dark grey horns begin to raise up from the portal… If you’re interested in what I’ve written here feel free to send me a message! I’ll be playing in a narrator type role as well as the Queen herself. To help you learn a bit more about this character, here’s an excerpt from the Tome of the Red Queen: “The Red Queen Asaroth is a demoness, and quite a powerful one at that. Upon materialization, the demoness offers three, and only three wishes. Attempting to increase this number through a wish is not advised, and may cause third degree burns, broken limbs and if the demoness is particularly emotional, death. Our Queen offers this power for a price, and it’s believed that this price gives her the power to grant future wishes. In order for your request to materialize, you must make the demoness orgasm in the span of one hour after the wish. If this goal is not achieved, the wish gains an ironic twist, resulting in a negative effect on the summoner. For example, if a summoner requested great strength and pleased the Queen, they would gain power that they can control and utilize to their advantage. However, if that summoner failed to please the demoness, they would be granted strength so great that their body could not contain it, and therefore would collapse.” (This information is conveniently ripped out of the book within the roleplay) The demoness materializes as a humanoid woman, however, she towers over most at a tall 10 feet. Her hands and feet end in nail-like black claws, and two similarly colored horns protrude from her hairline. Her hair is jet black, and falls roughly around her shoulders. Her skin is a deep shade of crimson, and is comfortably warm to the touch. She has a long tail which ends in a heart shaped arrow and extends from her lower back. She has two sets of eyes, one in the normal placement, and the other slightly higher up on her face. This second set of eyes is rarely open, only waking in times of great anger or pleasure. Her eyes faintly glow a shade of orange which grows in intensity when performing magical acts. There are two ways I can play the demoness. The first is the more classic elegant regal way, *She stands over you, her gaze like hot metal pressing into you.* “You poor mortal, you truly have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into have you?” *She looks around the room, a look of subtle disgust on her face.* “This cramped space is nowhere for a Queen to reside…” Or, I can do a more laid back fun approach, less elegant but more casual and fun. *The demon towers over you, her tall form imposing and powerful. Suddenly, the demon raises her arms above her head, stretching and yawning.* “Gods, it has been a while since I’ve been summoned up here!” *She looks around the room, her eyes eventually landing on you.* “Not much of a temple, but I guess I’ll make do. What year is it anyways?” Of course if you have any other ideas or suggestions let me know! ~Siren <3

DISCLAIMER [this setting is a bit heavy and very kinky. It involves heavy master/slave dynamics, tagging, humiliation, heavy misogyny, free use, light pain, (no gore) and various other forms of mind break and domination. If that isn’t your style, turn back now.] I am looking for a heavily dominant male partner to roleplay in my original setting. This setting focuses heavily on misogyny, degradation, master/slave dynamics, bdsm and outfit control. Silver Oak Academy for Girls is a private education facility located just outside of New York City. Its specialty is taking bad tempered, delinquent girls, and turning them into well mannered exemplary women. By the end of their stay, the students get good grades, pass their classes, and all go on to lead fulfilling lives. The secret to this program? Obedience. From day one, students are taught that obedience is key to their success. Through this curriculum, over years of mental training and rehabilitation the school promises to convert your delinquent daughter into the prime example of an obedient woman, ready to serve the men around her. Of course, they also serve a normal college level curriculum with core classes as well. There are four grades at Silver oak. Freshman: 18-19 : These students enjoy the least amount of humiliation and the most amount of clothing out of the grades. This acts as a learning stage, getting the girls used to their new life as students. Of course, those who break the rules repeatedly are punished. Their uniform consists of a white cropped collared shirt underneath a maroon jacket with a yellow tie, complete with a mid length skirt and white stockings along with two inch heeled shoes. *no underwear is permitted or given out to students. If found by staff, they will be punished.* Drug prescription low. Sophomore: 19-20 : These students are now well acquainted with the rules of the establishment. They obtain harsher punishment for rule breaking, as they no longer are as naive as the freshman below them. Their uniform consists of a white skin tight further cropped shirt along with a strap underneath their breasts, designed to lift them and create cleavage. For their skirt, it is shortened by a couple of inches after advancing to the next year. They wear yellow fishnet stockings along with 4 inch heels. Exemplary students of their sophomore class are selected to participate in the highest honor of the school, the teachers pet program, at the start of their junior year. Drug prescription increased. Junior: 20-21 : Juniors have much harsher punishment and room for error than the previous years. Staff monitor them closely, making sure they are as prepared as possible for when they have to log service hours next year as a senior. Their uniform consists of two outfits. The first is a pair of athletic shorts, (skin tight and crotchless) and a tube top sports bra. This is for the required junior athletic training to get their bodies ready and attractive for senior year. Their other uniform to use while in core classes consists of a white mesh shirt along with red nipple tape, their skirt is shortened once more, now the hem is fully above their pussy, with six inch heels. Both uniforms are accompanied by a pink insertion vibrator which is controlled remotely by the staff. If chosen for teachers pet programs their sophomore year, the student will have core classes exclusively one on one with their teacher. Drug prescription heavy. Seniors: 21-22 : At this point all punishment is rendered obsolete for the student, as they no longer have any desire whatsoever to break the rules. By this time, the student is able bodied and prepared for service hours. They require about 75 whole hours before being allowed to graduate. If they don’t reach this amount, they are sent back to freshman year and must complete the entire course once more. The senior uniform is a pair of calf high black leather 8 inch platform heels and nipple tape, along with two more vibrators. At this point, teachers pets are fully trained and given fully to their teachers, complete with tags, piercings, tattoos or brands (depending on the teacher). Other students, non teachers pets, attend the graduation ceremony and go off into the world to become call girls, housewives and pornstars. Drug prescription maximum. School rules : Tardiness is not tolerated, a true lady is never late. The school maintains a free use environment between students and staff, if a student resists this, punishment ensues. The staffs jobs are very stressful, true ladies always help people relax. Grade point averages below 3.5 are not tolerated and the corresponding students will be punished. We make Ladies, not Bimbos. We do not believe in expulsion, if a student repeats punishment over fifteen times, they are sent to detention. School lunches are mandatory to attend and must be eaten. It’s important for growing ladies to be well fed. School procedures : Mandatory uniform change: At the door to the main building, a line extends out the door. This is due to the thorough searches each student must go through before entering the building. They strip, spread, get body searched, and after changing into uniform are sent on their way. The students only put on their uniforms after being searched for contraband. Graduation : There is a graduation ceremony that all seniors must go through before they leave the school. This consists of each student coming up on a large stage, where the principal of the school bends them over and fucks their pussies while reading their name and various achievements. The student is graduated when the principal finishes inside of them, a sign of great honor. Medicine : Various medicines are injected into every students meals from freshman year to senior year. These are designed not only to act as a sort of chemical brainwashing, making the affected student more susceptible to the schools curriculum, but also act as aphrodisiacs, ensuring that their holes are always wet and ready for use. Teachers pets The teachers pet program can either be the most prestigious award a student can achieve, or the worst punishment. Every staff member, as form of their payment, gains the opportunity to train a teachers pet. First, the student is selected by the teacher, usually based on their personal sexual preferences. After selection, the students core classes are changed to “teacher time”, where they have one on one sessions with their particular teacher. Through these sessions, teachers pets are brainwashed and mind-broken until they are completely dependent on their teacher, a complete master/slave dynamic. They become a shell of their former self, only existing to serve and satisfy their teachers every want. Once fully indoctrinated, a pet will be tagged in order to let other staff and students know who the pet belongs to. Some teachers use brands, others use piercings or tattoos, just some permanent marking. Punishment Punishment can mean many things depending on the severity of the act and who is responsible for carrying out the punishment. Common punishments include: bondage and flogging, blindfolds, sensory depravation, and sensory overload through multiple orgasms. These actions are done in detention rooms, dark basement rooms lined wall to wall with bondage equipment, bdsm gear, and large dildos built to break even the most resilient delinquents. Service hours Once a student has reached their senior year, it’s time to put their skills to the test in the real world. 75 hours of service are required to graduate, these hours are logged by having sexual intercourse, no matter the form, outside of school hours. Many use glory holes, others find a dark street corner to stand on for a while, but if these hours are not complete, they do not meet graduation requirements. Send me a message if this setting interests you, the main point I want to explore in a roleplay would be the teachers pet system, where my character, a bratty delinquent, would be tamed by a teacher using heavy mind-break and hypnosis techniques throughout her four years. Like I said, feel free to send me a message! This is a huge fantasy of mine and I’ve put a lot of thought into it, so having somebody make it real with me would be amazing!

As you can see, I’m pretty open! New experiences are always fun, so come at me with any new or weird things you want. Honestly the only big thing here is Lolicon; that makes me uncomfortable, and bad grammar; kinda just a turn-off.