[GM4F] The Night Coven: Gothic Fantasy

Dancing with the other girls deep in the forest was Celesnia’s only escape from the violence at home.

Sometimes she cried.

Eyelids red and puffy from the flood of turbulent emotions washing over her naked body under the midnight sky gave her purpose. Tears that fell with a melancholic grace coated the bruises and cuts along her arms and chest. The girls would laugh and chassé, sauté and giggle, holding one another and chanting songs whispered to them in the night like children to a nursery rhyme. The Bog, nestled creepily along the southern expanse of the forbidden forest, gave them a true home. Not the ones that abandoned and abused the poor girls, but one that gave and nurtured LIFE. It exposed their desires and taught them how to share that same uninhibited freedom to the rest of the world. Specifically, to the men that shattered their psyche’s, the men who claimed their bodies unfairly, the forest taught them how to feast. It wasn’t long until Celeste’s blonde hair dulled and withered, for her fair skin to lose its color, or her pupils to develop the same rhythmic drum to mimic the subtle pulse of the forest moon.

Every night she would return home… different. The routine beatings became less painful, creeping into something more…delectable. Her father’s nightly advances, an occurrence that would usually leave the poor girl feigning sick and fraught with grief, were more and more welcomed…. It was on the night that her mother, wide eyed and sobbing, burst into the girl’s bedroom that muffled weeping from her father’s forceful hips turned into cries of ecstasy.

She remembers it well. With a deeply rooted, salacious satisfaction, how her father cackled and howled like a mad dog on top of her. He could have been frothing at the mouth with the pure elation he exhibited. He howled and humped between her legs with such fervor…

After her father’s death, Celeste claimed the bog as her new home. It now serves as a safe haven for her and her subjects to enjoy their twisted fantasies…

Hello future partner!

If the Celesnia’s backstory and the title weren’t clear enough, I’d like to create a beautiful, gothic fantasy surrounding the influence of a strange coven of witches and the small town that they prey on to grow there numbers and satisfy their particular cravings 😉

I’d love to explore a longterm, word / character building RP based on the different women who defect to the calling of some mystical influence originating somewhere within an eerie marsh. Admittedly the prompt is a spinoff from a previous roleplay I did about a magic forest. The marsh, will exist somewhere within that universe. I’m looking for a well versed and literate partner who’s down to build a growing cast of witches, townsfolk and other things that might haunt the surrounding area, and is interested in creating an expansive lore complete with character bios and references. Your role in this could vary based on your interests and I’m extremely excited and open to any ideas you may come with!

If this sounds like your cup of tea, feel free to shoot me a DM! Please come with some effort, as I’d rather not do the roleplay at all than half ass my interest in the story.

Here’s a list of my kinks, hope to hear from ya soon 😉