[A Learning Curve].One.on.On.[Pictures].Rough.

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[A Learning Curve]
.Introduction.Rules&Regulations.Genre.

All pictures will be 'bumps'.

Sinner Posts : 127 Join date : 2008-04-25

[A Learning Curve]
.Introduction.Rules&Regulations.Genre.

º My name is Danielle. I am Female. The fact that I am female does not automatically put myself into anyones Harem of 'slaves', nor does that fact mean you can snag up nudes of me for a good fap. I've been on the scene to long, I promise you I know more about BDSM then more than half of you children. It's a serious matter to me, not to be taken lightly. Ownership isn't something superficial and for play. Don't you even dare suggest it.

º I am looking for a bit of literacy - Normally my first post is huge. Gigantic. Daunting. That doesn't mean get scared and run away, it's just that I like to set up the basis for a whole roleplay, present all the knowledge needed.. And I like to do it in my first post. I take my time, it's a huge lengthy post. Down the line though, my posts tend to drop to 1-4 paragraphs and stay there. I keep a 'mirror' policy, as well. I expect you to do the same. The overall jist of this bullet? You do a 1 liner, I will murder you. You do a two liner? I will still murder you. 3? Again, murder. A paragraph consists of a minimum of 4 lines.

º I'm not here for smut! Well. Not overall. I enjoy a roleplay being able to go where it may, whether it be sex or anything else. And occasionally I get a wild hair up my ass, and want a bit of porn in writing. But if I get tired of it, and I will very quickly, You'll be dropped. You cannot keep a roleplay long term if there isn't a story line. However, that doesn't mean I avoid sexual scenes. I just like for there to be a motive behind it, a reason. I want some gain.

º I don't know what to write here. Maybe that I'm short. I hate it too, I'm only 5'3". So I have a pair of kitten retro heels I wear almost every day, and they are 4 inches tall. I think. I don't know for sure, because I never took a tape measurer to them.. But I think they are 4 inches. I just know I'm nice and normal sized with them on. It sucks that I wont grow anymore. -_-

º I'm OCD. I'm also ADD. They don't go together to well sometimes, and I get really. Really. REALLY nitpicky.

Lol! Tl;dr!

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[A Learning Curve]
.Introduction.Rules&Regulations.Genre.

Craving - Business Owner + Prostitution + Drugs + Runaway. Add it all together, be smart. Make me up a yummy plot!

[Smut Roleplay Count: 0/5]

A list of favorites.
º Prostitution
º Pedophilia
º Pain
º Nonconsentual
º Snuff
º Non Human
º Bestiality
º Humiliation
º Exhibitionism
º Drugs
º Blackmail
º Incest

A list of no-no's.
º Scat
º Happy Slutty (Being a slut of your own free will, just because. With no other real motivation than sex.)
º Tickling
º Anything 'lighthearted'

A non-smut list.
º Naruto [Darker Characters, please, with darker subjects. Akatasuki is always a favorite!]
º Nana
º Paradise Kiss
º Organized Crime
º Different books [I read over a hundred a year, Just ask]
º Sci-Fi
º Vampires
º Were-wolves
º Business Owner x Homeless/Runaway
º Homeless/Runaway x Homeless/Runaway
º Living Doll
º Assassin x Courtesan
º Assassin x Assassin
º Courtesan x Courtesan
º General Dark Subjectness
º Anything else

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Hi <3
It's me, Spidey.

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You still want to do that rp? In Pm rightz?

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Sures

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Not sure when I'll have a post, but it'll be done by tonight.

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Done with the post, sending you the pm now.

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It wasn’t supposed to go down this way; none of this was suppose to happen. Nick Harper was now on the run. He was one of the millionaires that walked the earth. But money doesn’t always solve everything, especially when it involves a couple of dead bodies. He was now on the outskirts of a city, New York City. Carrying a corpse on one of his shoulders, and in his left hand it held an end to a rope that lead a prostitute whose wrists were binded by that rope. There was also another prostitute who for some reason was willing to follow Nick, without being forced unlike the other prostitute was.

Nick didn’t know what to do; he didn’t even know there was this side of him. He was just a simple man who got lucky. Or so he thought. In fact, luck had nothing to do with it. What Nick had become was a pawn in a bigger scheme that didn’t involve him at all. Things were still a bit shaky, he thought he wasn’t drugged, he can only remember bits and pieces of the events that just happened a few hours ago.

A big deal had gone down prior to the death of the prostitute who was now on Nick’s shoulders. The deal involved a merge between two companies; Nick was a business owner, his store name was called “Harps Tech”, he created a new OS that his family seems to like using. Before he knew it, he was opening up shop for people to come in and install his version of what an Operating System suppose to be, and before he knew it a company picked up Nick and had him work for them. So now, as Nick is having his new expensive black leather shoes press against the muddy grass, a new OS was going to be put on shelves by the end of the week, contending with Linux, Mac, and of course the ever hated, Windows.

Things were good for about a week, when the company Nick was working for decided to merge with a company that Nick wasn’t really happy with. But nonetheless the partners got Nick to agree on letting them use his OS. They got him through money. Nick was getting more money. He didn’t see any harm in it. Now that he’s thinking things through, maybe this was set up. Someone was either out to get him or framing him. Were the prostitutes in it as well? Well it didn’t matter; they were with him now, meaning he will be paying closer attention to them.

After another couple of minutes walk, Nick could see a cabin up ahead. He felt like a fugitive as he pulled the prostitute tied to the ropes closer, he could feel that she was slacking, she was probably tired, or didn’t want to be alone with him in a cabin with the other prostitute. As he arrived at the front door, he dropped the corpse down and sends his elbow against the lower corner of a window. There were bound to some cuts on that part of his body, but it didn’t matter, the door was locked. He slowly places his hand in and unlocked the door. He told the willing prostitute who wasn’t binded by anything to open the door and go in. He then pulled the prostitute who was binded by that rope closer to him and gave her a kiss. “You’re going to finish what you were paid for…then maybe I’ll let you leave” he said, pushing her into the cabin that they were now in.

He smiled for some reason. He felt a live, his heart had never beated so fast before. He was about to close the door when he remembered about the corpse, he turned and picked it up. Then shut the door and place her in the corner. He looked at her face and was somewhat sad, that this girl was the one that died. They had met only three hours ago, and he was beginning to be a regular at the whore house. Especially with this girl that died. She was good with her mouth. Before she died in his arms, they started out the same like any day he would be there. He would bring in a bottle of wine and they would drink, then she would get in between his legs and open up his pants, and have a party.