It's remarkable, isn't it... the things people discover about themselves in the depths of utter desperation.

Most people never reach those depths; they never descend so resoundingly into hopelessness as to sell their dignity for pennies on the dollar—doing whatever it was they had to do... simply to stay alive, or put food on the table, or protect the people they love.

Few people knew what it was like to live at the mercy of a society that valued them not at all. \[Your Character\] did, though. She was born to desperate circumstances, and never managed to make a stranger of them.

(It's for you to decide exactly what flavour of harrowing trials and tribulations lurk in her past. Perhaps she has a disability? A drug problem? A history of abuse—and on the run from her violent ex? The only thing that's certain is that she's a mother struggling to provide.)

Regardless of her exact circumstances... they lead her inextricably to Marvin Hurst.

Marvin was a slumlord. The kind of man who made a life and a living out of exploiting the desperation and suffering all around him.

One day, \[Y/C\] found one of Marvin's fliers advertising an apartment up for rent.

The flier was half-obscured behind an MLM ad. But by some twist of fate, its frayed edges and yellow-aged paper just so happened to catch her eye. It was pasted to the notice board of a laundromat that everyone half-joked was a probable front for the mob.

The apartment was suspiciously cheap, and in a doubly-crappy neighbourhood... but beggars couldn't be choosers. I imagine your character was probably living out of a broken-down car at this point, with her daughter.

Of course, there were... hidden costs involved in the deal. And during the tenancy interview, \[Y/C\] quickly found herself down on her knees, between Marvin's fat, hairy legs, breathing his musk and sucking his disgusting cock like a parasitic whore... all for a place to stay. An indignity that quickly became a regular occurrence.

Marvin graciously allowed her the apartment right beside his in his run-down compound. And whenever he needs to drain his sack, all he has to do is pay a visit to his heavily indebted neighbour.

But lately, he's had his eyes on \[Y/C\]'s innocent li'l daughter...

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*Not looking for something super long-term with this one—I can picture it lasting several scenes over the course of a few days.*

*To be clear: although I'm looking for something super smutty and fucked up, I appreciate literacy and high effort. My average response hovers around the 350-500 word mark, and I like to get as much out of a roleplay as I put in. I also enjoy brainstorming scenes and twists OOC with my partner. Please include the code word "daddy's toy" in your message, so I know you've acknowledged this part. There are writing samples on my profile. If your account is empty, please provide samples of your own. Sorry to be demanding, I just have a specific kind of collaboration in mind.*

*Let's get something set up. Please be sure to include an extensive list of your limits (if applicable) because for this particular RP, they'll be as relevant as your kinks.*

*Here's a selection of my relevant kinks: non-con, dub-con, incest, abusive relationships, a smattering of realism, realistic victims, dark psychology, facefucking, oral worship, anal, breeding, humiliation, degradation, water sports, sneaking around, public play.*

[M4F] The past few months, you've been paying your rent by giving humiliating sexual favours to your ugly bastard slumlord... Now he wants to sample your innocent daughter as well, and you have no choice but to let him. [limitless and literate, read description]