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If you enjoy dark, twisted, role play's with equal parts smut and story Im your guy. Majorca themes involve : Age play, age gaps, ddlg, dub con rape, willing sex between taboo pairings, degradation, humiliation and corruption are all some of my favoriess Plot Ideas : 1. Desperate mother in need of a raise brings her young daughter to work in hope of gaining favor with her boss who has been known to take trips on the Lolita Express 2. MC is a teen youth pastor or guidance counselor YC is needy and easily corrupted 3. In the future feminism has been outlawed and women have become objectified like never before,1 point
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Maxim did not know if this was out of place. To see an angel reduced to tears like this, he could not help it though. He walked over and embraced her. Holding her tightly and silently for a moment. "...I'm not giving up on them. They are my people. I need to free my kingdom first. Then punish Vanoria for its crimes. But after I am king I will spend how every long it takes to try to heal all of them." He still held her, the angelic figure feeling so human human now, like the little girl she appeared to be. She was going to help him win this war, free them all. She said she would do anything he wanted. But she was not his slave. He1 point
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As the girl was taken away, Anahel continued to sit there on the floor. This was how bars things were like down here in the human world. It was horrible. Maxim’s words hit her hard as well, if this was the case then there really would be no hope for the woman’s daughter who she had seen before. Anahel couldn’t take it. As she continued to think about this, what looks liked tears began to stream down her face. “I couldn’t help… god… please give me guidance… show me what I’m to do to help these people…”1 point
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Maxim stepped out of the shadows at this points, gesturing the priest to do the same. He had not seen Anahel like this, it was best to give her a chance to calm down. "Take the girl back to wherever you had her resting. We might try some more later. Apologize to anyone else still waiting." The priest took the slave's arm and slowly led her out, the light in her eyes dimming again. Maxim rubbed his forehead in frustration. That girl was one of his people, his responsibility, he was not shipping her off to Vanoria. "...I had hoped you could reach her. Maybe we can find a way later." "...I had heard stories of Vanorian slave girls1 point
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“W-what? No! You are not slaves to god, no one is.” She told the woman. “You are not evil, you’ve just been corrupted, your mind was fed lies. Please you are not a slave. You are no one’s slave. You are you! You are your own person! You are free to do what you want!”1 point
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To invoke the divine added an interesting twist. The slave had a different view point. "That's why you are here, mistress? To punish them? Is it a sin because the masters are imitating the gods? Aren't we all slaves to them first? Human and angel? To be damned if we do not obey their commands?" That was the lesson of the Vanorian priests. Humans were already slaves to gods. Was there anything wrong with humans serving other humans in that case? The proof that it was fine was in how much girls like her enjoyed it after it was over. "Am I evil? Are you saying I will be damned if I continue to be a slave?" Of course there were othe1 point
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Anahel continued to shake her head with disappointment. “No. What you say is wrong. What those men did to you was a sin. What you talk about is sin, don’t you see that? Stop this right now and god will welcome you, god will forgive you and help you.” She begged that the girl would see the error of what she was talking about and what was done to her.1 point
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The slave looked at the angel, almost a pitying look on her face. "You don't get it? Of course you don't. You haven't been taught. To do what master wants, because he wants it. It feels so fulfilling. The people of Zenis never understood. Even those who swear oaths of loyalty. It isn't quite the same." Anahel probably did not understand the situation completely. She would have normally stayed silent. She had been trained not speak unless spoken to, not to speak to her betters without permission. But she considered herself Anahel's property at the moment. She was trying to convince the angel to take her as a slave. In Vanoria onl1 point
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Anahel looked at the girl and began to frown even more. How the girl could talk about such horrifying things with an excited smile on her face. She was too far gone. Anahel was unsure if she really could help this girl. She had to try though, she just had to, but would even her angelic powers be enough to reverse what had been done, or would she just hurt the girl even more? She didn’t know what to do. She had never met someone like this before.1 point
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The girl was too far gone to be convinced that easily. She had been trained, twisted, she had felt genuinely loyal to her master in the end. A twisted sort of love even, though probably only one way. She truly could not imagine a different life anymore. "I'm a slave. That's all I will ever be. If you won't take me, I need a new master. Do you hear me, priest? Prince Maxim? Give me a new master or send me to Vanoria." She grew an excited smile. "I heard from master. They would put me on auction. I will belong to whoever pays the most. Belong to him either for the rest of his life, or until he sells me." She looked at Anahel1 point
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Anahel shook her head as she heard these words. “No. I shall not call you that. You are not a slave. You are not owned by anyone. You are free to do whatever you want and live however you would like. All I am here to do is to help you. I will not ask anything if you. I will not let you do anything for me. That man who you once called master is gone. That man did horrible things to you. Didn’t he? He made you forget your name. He made you forget who you once were. You are no one’s property.”1 point
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The girl was still almost a doll. Even an angel in front of her barely stirred her. But then some thoughts in the back of her mind brought some light into her eyes, as she made connections only a slave would. "...You...you killed master. I belong to you now." She was a slave, property. The idea she would ever be free again was alien to her at this point. "Just call me slave, holy mistress. My name doesn't matter anymore." Her perspective of what happened had been significantly twisted. The pain, the humiliation, it was just things that were necessary to open her eyes. "I was taught. I was shown my place in the world. To do what m1 point
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Anahel looked at the girl who was brought to her by the priest. She looked horrible. She could see just how broken she was. She could probably try to use her magic to fix the girl but she wanted to see if she could solve this with her words first. ”Hello there,” she spoke softly and knelt down to meet the girl’s level. “My name is Anahel, can you tell me yours? Can you tell me what happened to you…?”1 point
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The woman nodded. "I don't know if you can have a child, be a mother. If you can, I hope you do someday. To really understand the bond between mother and child. Though hopefully you won't understand the pain I feel now." She turned and slowly walked out. She was sure Prince Maxim would free most of them. But would that be enough. Even at this point, most had probably been fully broken. If they were brought home they would have a generation of mostly former slave girls. The kingdom would need a long time to recover. How many of them could be saved from that. Once she left the room, the first test of that question was brought be1 point
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Anahel nodded at the woman’s words and said, “yes, no doubt we will find and free as much of them as we can and with hope, maybe your daughter as well. The broken ones… I will try and do my absolute best and if one of them happens to be your daughter. I will heal her. I promise this to you,” Anahel knew that it was bad to make promises you could not guarantee but this is what she had to do to comfort this woman.1 point
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The thought of seeing her husband made her feel a little better. Something to cling to. She knew if she took her own life that would be denied to her. Her daughter was more difficult, and it made her think about others like her. "...Nearly all of our young girls were taken to that fate. With your help, I am sure his highness will free many of them. I only hope it is not too late for most of them. Humans can be weak, to go through the things they do. I watched some go through part of the process. You might even see one before the day is over. A few were kept by the soldiers here. Some may have been left behind by the ones you killed1 point
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Anahel nodded and said, “yes, you will be able to see your beloved again in the holy world. That I can guarantee.” She then listened as the woman spoken about her daughter once more. “I can feel your fear… I told you before… I don’t know what your daughter is going through or is she is even alive… if you hold off hope that she is still alive… she could be changed… and if she is dead… it may bring more pain for you… either of these possibilities and even the one I suggested will be hard on you and for that I am sorry…”1 point
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The woman looked down, considering the angel's blunt honesty. It was not what she expected. But was it maybe for the better? She had to believe the angel could at least see her daughter, but probably only if she knew where to look. If she knew who her daughter actually was. It was hard advice to take though. How could she just forget her daughter, having some vague idea what she was going through? "...I will see him again in the next life, can you at least tell me that much?" She wanted to believe the things the priest said, what waited for a person after death. But her faith had been shaken. The hope she could at least see him agai1 point
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Anahel’s face was emotionless though in the inside she felt extremely sad for this woman and what she had gone through. “What you have gone through… us horrible… but you must keep living. Yes, it may seem like there is nothing to live for… your husband was killed but you have to keep living for him… to honor his memory…” she then looked at what happened to the woman’s daughter, “your daughter…. If I’m being honest… I have no idea what to say… I don’t know if she is alright or if she is even alive… I want to tell you not to give up hope, that your daughter will be fine, that she will come back to you one day, but… I’m just not certain what has1 point
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The girl looked down. Letting everything settle, the truth weighing down on her on her. Then she took a deep breath and looked up. "It's better I know now...I don't know what I'll do yet. But it will have a home one way or anther." Would she keep it, try to give it up for adoption? She did not know yet. She had months to figure out though. It also depended on whether she found someone else to support her and if they cared about the child and where it came from. The smile was a little smaller but she had a determined look as she bowed, turned and left. She would not just abandon it on the street or anything like that, that much was1 point
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Anahel smiled at the woman, happy to have helped her. As she was about to leave however, Anahel looked at the woman as she asked one more question. Anahel looked down at her stomach and in fact she was able to sense if she had a child but, she wondered if telling her was really for the best or if she should let her discover it on her own. Either way, she couldn’t lie. She approached the woman and placed a hand on her shoulder and all she said was, “congratulations….”1 point
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Maxim probably should have left the room but he had been a little curious and wanted to step in in case the girl got too upset and Anahel was unsure how to handle it as an angel compared to a human. Though if what Anahel said was true, that she used to be human, maybe she was a little more prepared for that than he thought. He was curious to who she used to be, but it sounded like even Anahel did not have a clear memory of it. Though after she was done after she was done he might try to ask about what little she could remember. The girl wished for more advice but stood up smiled and nodded. "Thank you. I will try to do my best." Sh1 point
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Anahel could sense Maxim’s presence. She had wanted privacy with this girl but she didn’t do anything, allowing him to stay. “Your priest is correct. It is wonderful. It is beautiful. It is peaceful. I’m sorry, I cannot tell you more but what I can say is that you will be welcomed as long as you remain on a steady and good path.”1 point
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That was something that actually surprised Maxim, listening in the background. The idea Anahel was anything other than what she was now surprised him. If that was the case, who was she before and how did become what she was? Did her body resemble the old her, or was she something else? The girl was feeling more optimistic, just maybe she could someday be like the angel in front of her. “What’s it like up there? The priest talks about how wonderful it is, but never gives much detail.” To hear what heaven was like, from someone that lived there, how could she miss the chance?1 point
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Anahel looked at the woman and said, “while I do not remember much… I feel like I was once human like you… angels can be anyone… humans after they die or created by God himself… that is who we are.” She then smiled and said, “I have chosen to look like this my dear. I find this look matching me more.”1 point
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adventure time!1 point
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I’m looking for someone to do a lesbian teacher x student roleplay with. My character will play the role of teacher. I’m fairly limitless, and down for most kinks. Please ecchitext me if you’re interested. ( Pic for attention )1 point
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”Anyone can be an angel?” She asked in a bit of confusion. “Do you mean you used to be something else? That humans or others become angels?” Anahel’s answer told her angels did not have children, but she was unsure now if angels were created by other beings becoming one or if they were just created by the gods. “Did you choose to look like a girl? Or have you always?” A little uncertainty, whether an angel had control over their forms or if this one just always looked like that. She was clearly happier, at least for a moment, just being able to have a conversation like this with an actual angel.1 point
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I'm here to RP, have fun, and make friends. I'm looking for people who are into long term, sex driven RP with story! I do not play female characters, and I am kind of a switch but I lean sub. I am open to RP with ANYONE as long as they're literate enough. I don't ask for too much but, I at least ask for 3-4 sentences per post and the more detail you use the better! Also, I greatly appreciate when people contact me! I always feel like I'm bothering someone when I message them so please PLEASE message me first!1 point
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