[A4A][MplayingF4A/GM][Sub4Dom][Multiple prompts] Serving my cruel roommate / neighbor(s) / former bully / the wealthy upper class / etc.

Hello! Thank you for clicking on my post. Please note that I am looking for literate RP partners willing to play somewhat frequently and match my usual reply length (up to several paragraphs, depending on the scene). If that's you, please keep reading!

This post contains multiple prompts / settings that can of course also be combined or expanded. If you've got some time and are interested, please feel free to have a look and decide whether there is one you'd be interested in :)

Note that they should be seen as examples of what pushes my buttons rather than the only possible scenarios to explore. Please feel free to contribute your own ideas or fantasies!

 

Enslaved by my cruel new roommate

 

Full of hopes and dreams I set out into the world, leaving my small hometown to move to a city far away from anything I'm familiar with. Perhaps I'm moving for a promising new job, or I'm starting college - either way, I need a place to stay, and given my measly budget and the ridiculously high living costs of where I'm headed, finding an apartment on my own turns out much more difficult than I had anticipated. Luckily, you happen to be looking for a new roommate - after talking online for a bit it's decided, and I move into your place... but very soon I'll find myself degraded to little more than your domestic slave and live-in maid, catering to your every whim, working myself to and beyond the brink of exhaustion to obey your commands as you mercilessly exploit me and squeeze every last bit of dignity and joy out of me and trample around on my hopes and dreams until there's nothing left but despair. It turns out you weren't really looking for a roommate on equal terms to begin with - all you wanted was someone to own, to exploit, to use up and then throw away like garbage. As you might be able to tell from that little list, it's not about sexual intercourse at all. While this can be included to some degree, what pushes my buttons is cruel and creative humiliation and degradation in every situation of our daily lives. Cruelty, inequality, unfairness. The following examples are meant just to give you a rough idea of the kind of scenarios I'd enjoy most, and hopefully will help you assess whether we'd click or not :)

Example #1: While you get to sleep in a huge comfy bed and have free reign over the entire apartment, my 'room' is nothing more than a tiny, dark closet. No windows, no furniture, just an old mattress on the floor, a candle to provide some light and a large picture of the soles of your feet to constantly remind me of my place. While you get to sleep in, often until noon, I'm expected to get up early every day to get on my never-ending, absurdly long list of daily chores. Of course you expect breakfast to be ready once you get up, and to be served while you eat. My entire daily routine is focused on making you happy, at the expense of my own health and sanity. So unfair!

Example #2: Perhaps you won't allow me to sleep at all, at least sometimes. Maybe I have to work on your college assignments all night since I simply don't have a free minute to do so during the day, or perhaps you just enjoy commanding me to kneel and adore the soles of your feet for hours and hours while you peacefully slumber... either way, I'm completely exhausted as the sun rises the next day, yet there is no mercy from you. You casually drop my chore list on the floor, sneering as you explain that you added a few extra exhausting heavy labor tasks just to watch me collapse.

Example #3: You decide to go out for a night of clubbing with your friends, but your car isn't really in the best shape. You order me to wash it, but bind my arms behind my back to make it more 'challenging'. Out of options, I kneel before your car, humbly approach the mighty machine, and begin to lick the tires as you laugh and take a few snapshots on your phone to show to your friends...

**Example #4:**I am allowed to talk to my mother via phone at last, but only under your very specific conditions - in this case, that means naked and on the floor, lips to your feet, the phone beneath your soles, my mother's voice muffled by your foot, as you throne above me. When she explains that she's been fired from her job the other day, you smirk, commenting that your mother had been looking for a new live-in maid as well...

Example #5: You take me along on a shopping trip, 'allowing' me to pay for everything and carry your increasingly heavy and numerous shopping bags. It's so unfair that you, whose parents are wealthy and could easily take care of everything for you, don't pay a single cent while I'm supposed to pay for everything despite the measly allowance you allow me to keep from my two part-time jobs barely being enough to sustain my basic monthly living expenses... but you don't care. You simply point at another pair of shoes and move on...

 

Subjugated by my new neighbor(s)

 

In a similar vein to the roommate scenario explained above, I could also imagine being subjugated by a new neighbor. Perhaps even an entire family moving in next doors, if you'd be interested in playing multiple characters.

It starts out inconspicuously enough, with me coming over to welcome you to the neighborhood out of mere politeness. Sure, the harsh, curt tone of voice in which you tell me to 'help' carry the mountain of moving boxes inside the house surprises me a bit, but surely a good neighbor wouldn't say no in such a situation? However, while I'm exerting myself carrying the heavy boxes, you just watch and bark commands at me, berating me to be more careful with your belongings, reminding me in the haughtiest and most arrogant tone I've ever been subjected to that the items I'm carrying surely are worth much more than I own.

Over time, my exploitation becomes more and more blatant. While at first you may keep up at least a semblance of politeness, “could you come over to clean the kitchen?” quickly transforms into “over here, now!”, and eventually I'm simply expected to be at your beck and call 24/7/365. The time I spend in my own home is reduced to nearly nothing, and my entire life begins to revolve only around serving you.

 

Submitting to my former bully

 

The memories keep coming back as I stare at my phone screen on my knees, prostrating myself before your Instagram profile. Memories of being pushed around and laughed at. Memories of crying myself to sleep, hoping tomorrow will never come so I won't have to return to where you'll be waiting for me. Memories of begging for mercy, yet being stomped into the ground instead.

I can't believe I've turned out like this. So messed up in the head that I've begun craving this kind of abuse. When did I start fetishizing my suffering and deriving pleasure from it, I wonder...?

Again, I glance up at the screen. It really is you. You've become much older, obviously, but there is no doubt it's you. Flaunting off your wealth, power and success in front of your hundreds of thousands of followers. Oh God, just the idea of being allowed to tongue-shine your luxurious designer shoes makes me tremble in arousal.

With my heart pounding against my chest I go over the message I've typed one more time - it oozes self-deprecation and inferiority. I can't believe how pathetic I sound, begging you to consider accepting me as your slave. To exploit me in any way you see fit. To use and abuse me with zero regard for my well-being, physical or mental health, or even my life. I need to be yours, completely.

As my trembling finger hovers above the 'Send' button, I hesitate. What if my message does nothing but creep you out? Perhaps you've moved on, become a better person? Perhaps you'll even feel sorry for what you did to me? That would be the worst. I want you to be cruel. I want you to be merciless. But perhaps if I grovel hard enough that might rekindle your spark to grind me into the ground beneath your superior soles...

Swallowing and mustering up all my courage I hit 'Send', surrendering my life to my former bully. The question is, how are you going to react?

Perhaps you really have moved on, and feel terrible about all the horrible experiences you've put me through in your younger years. Perhaps you'll reach out in order to try and make it up to me, to fix my mental illness and help me become better again. However, over time you come to realize there is no way to fix me - and perhaps somewhere, in the back of your mind, there is this faint whisper, this inexplicable urge that tells you: I want to step on this creature again.

Or perhaps you're just as ruthless and cruel as ever, and gladly accept my proposal to sacrifice my entire life to you. You don't really give a shit about me, in fact you don't even remember which of the countless losers you've tormented and put through a living hell I'm supposed to be. But it doesn't really matter - this subhuman piece of shit apparently wants to be ground into mush, and you'll gladly oblige to kill some time. Perhaps the destruction of such a waste of life will earn you even more likes on Instagram. Or perhaps you've got another idea? Please let me know!

 

Serving the wealthy upper class

 

Groveling at the pampered feet of the wealthy upper class elite is a central pillar of my kinks, and I'd love to have it included no matter which prompt we end up going for. The sheer unfairness of having to bow and scramble to please, amuse and entertain those who were simply more fortunate than me, being born into a wealthy family without ever having to lift a finger, the jarring discrepancy between me, toiling away and struggling all my life just to somehow get by, and them, living in lavish luxury without a single worry their entire lives - I love it.

If none of the other prompts interests you, there is also the possibility to build a different scenario around this premise instead. For instance, I'd love to play the role of a live-in servant, working myself into the ground for a wealthy person, family or couple.

Example #1: Serving at an upper class party, scurrying from guest to guest in a futile attempt to meet their impossible demands, struggling against the urge to cry as each and every one of them looks at me as if I were the lowest and most repulsive insect they've ever laid eyes upon. Their cruelty knows no bounds, either. Some might spit on the ground, expecting me to lick it up and thank them profusely for having the kindness and generosity to feed me. Some of them might crave a tongue-massage on their pampered, pristine feet. Some just enjoy laughing into my peasant face as they make me kneel before them and describe in excruciating detail just how inferior I am, and how much better they are than me. There is no time to dwell on my emotional torment, however, as the arrogant snap of a finger summons me to the next upper class Goddess or God to tend to.

Example #2: Carrying a mountain of shopping bags, struggling to keep up with the prideful strides of the world-famous celebrity or supermodel strutting ahead in front of me, barking at me to keep up unless I'd like to be sent off to be turned into a pair of designer shoes.

Example #3: Tongue-cleaning the tired, sweaty feet of an established politician after they've delivered a speech on worker's rights, looking up at them as they casually announce they've decided to dock my entire month's pay because my tongue doesn't feel soft enough.

There are countless other scenarios I could see us explore, as well. If you have any idea of your own, please feel free to share it so we might explore it together!

 

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Summary

 

Those are just a few examples to illustrate the kind of interactions I'm most interested in. Obviously there's so many more possibilities to explore. Perhaps you've got a few ideas already? I'd like things to start out slow and realistic, and slowly escalate over time.

My kinks include: cruelty, degradation, domestic servitude, exhaustion, exploitation, findom, foot and shoe worship, inequality, licking, social sadism, unfairness, verbal humiliation, ...

As for our characters' genders - I'm experienced in fully immersing myself in a female role, so I'd prefer to play a meek, plain girl or woman whose hopes and dreams are crushed beneath your feet. Whether it's a cruel young (or mature) woman who enslaves me, or an arrogant Alpha male, or perhaps even a dominant couple - I'm up for every kind of scenario.

If you've read this far and are still interested, please let me know. Please don't type out just a single line or a simple 'Hi' - instead, please let me know about your impression of my prompt, your ideas for this RP, and your own kinks and taboos. The more details the better! :)

I only play on Discord, so please have that option available or consider making an account (quick and easy) if you're interested.

I'm usually available to play between 19:00 (7 PM) and 23:00 (11 PM) CET, and more flexible on the weekends. I'd appreciate it if your schedule could match those times so we don't have to wait too long in between our messages.

I'm looking forward to your message! <3

P.S.: I speak English and German.