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YC is a young man in his 18's. Living by his father's house. But his father is almost always out. During this time, not only the actual wife is bored and ready to take, but the actual mother of YC, who was living very far is keeping in touch and still angry about her previous husband. One day he obtain a weird device (phone app, magnetic pen...) that seemingly allow him to take control of women...Might be the perfect revenge on his father. The stepmother has some grudge about her husband being always far away and suspicious about him having an affair. The mother is still holding a grudge about him dumping her and still being in need1 point
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It was a late October night. The cool wind blowing through the window. You were already in bed trying to finally get some sleep. The soft glow of the TV was the only real light in the room. Footsteps in the hallway caught your attention, as heels clicked on the hard wood floor. The hall light was off, so you saw only darkness as the door to your room slowly opened. But soon a tall figure filled the doorframe. Her pale skin standing out in the night. He ample chest jiggled as she walked forward a few steps. Uneasy on her feet, it was clear she may have had a drink or two tonight. "So, tell me..." She bent at the waist beside the bed, bringing1 point
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Rutherford looked at the voluptuous argonian and thought about it for a moment. "I suppose you could say the young masters are very... eccentric. I believe you'll keep them entertained." He said as he began walking down the hall with her. "The eldest is Ranar and the youngest is Lothar." he said to her. "I'm sure they'll pay well to keep you as their maid." With that they came to a decent sized room and inside were two young boys, one was reading a book while the other looked bored out of his mind until he saw her. "Brother, Rutherford brought us a new friend." Ranar said smiling brightly.1 point
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"Ah yes." The Breton said as he looked her over. "Hmmmm, I suppose that the young masters will have some use for you." he said as he opened the door wider. "Please, come in." He said. "Ruthford is my name." He said to her as he helped her inside and shut the door, allowing the cool air to stay out of the home. "The masters are currently in their studies. Please wait in the foyer for them to meet you." He said and headed out to speak with the young boys.1 point
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Lolol1 point
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I've been roleplaying for a very long time, and had so many partners over the years, but I think it's pretty rare that I find a partner like ET, who is one of my favorite roleplay partners by far. So I may be a little biased when I say some things, but what is true is that they have a dedication to narration, storytelling and development that is unmatched by anyone else I've met so far on any platform I've been on. The build up and pay-off in our roleplays have both been very satisfying for me in all of our scenarios, and their surprises and creative ways to pull the story along always keep me entertained and not knowing what to expect next.1 point
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Scarlett gives a nod to the clerk, thanking him and makes her way to the waiting area and takes a seat. Her hand stroking the spot where her arm used to be, she still felt the phantom pain sometimes. Like her arm was still there even though it wasn't a sigh escapes her lips as she leans back in the seat. But that would change after today, when she got her new arm, she could be put back on the beat again instead of stuck behind a desk. This brought a smile to her face "I can't wait to get out from behind that desk" she looked around to see the other patients who are waiting.1 point
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The doors slowly opened revealing an elderly man, Breton by the looks of him as he looked down at the Argonian woman. "Yes? How may I help you?" He asked her as he scoffed at her appearance. To him she was quite unsightly and very much unladylike to be here. Odd were she was just another hussy trying to work her way into the lords of the house's coinpurse. Said lords were currently in their rooms bored out of their minds. They had sent out posters for maids to be hired to their home and they wondered when they would arrive.1 point
