[M4F or DM] Tall, Evil, “Dominant” MILFs Turned Cocksluts, A Role Reversal Roleplay.

DISCLAIMER: This is only one idea for the plot, but the general theme is what I’m after. Please enjoy!

Men were slaves, and everybody knew it. Ever since the Great War, men had been hunted down and reduced to near-extinction or enslaved. The Sisterhood, a faction of women who were bent on bringing all men to their knees, had conquered the kingdom, and perhaps the world. Some members of the sisterhood were blessed with physical strength and size, towering over the men who they dominated, and some were blessed with nimbleness that allowed them to outmaneuver any man who dared defy them. It was a humiliating defeat for the men, and The Sisterhood was as depraved as it was powerful.

The unfortunate males of the kingdom were humiliated in every way. Their proud cocks were locked in steel and iron, unable to even get hard within their prisons. Those who were lucky enough to avoid chastity were viciously milked for their sperm, their prostates abused by strapons as women twice their size and age used them. Younger men, who were prized by the MILFs of The Sisterhood, we’re kept as pets, being forced to “fight” their mistresses at a severe disadvantage only to be defeated, gagged, and pegged in public.

Now? It was rare to find any men remaining. Most of the men who hadn’t been claimed as slaves were hunted down as sport and disposed of, but some managed to hide away in the forests and jungles, staying as far away as possible from the women who conquered them.

A tall, volumptous war heroine smirked to herself as she recalled the glory days. She was older now, but her body had matured into a beautiful hourglass figure. She was tall enough to dwarf even the tallest of males, and her strength had carried her through every battle she had ever won. She could still recall the fear in her victims’ eyes as she grabbed hold of their warm, trembling members, before forcing orgasm after orgasm from them until they passed out from exhaustion. She relished the thought of being able to do that again, and there was no time like the present. She decided she would relive some of those old, halcyon days, and took nothing with her but a bag filled with dildos, chastity belts, whips, and other sexual equipment for breaking men. She walked out of her home, naked as usual to flaunt her body, before heading off to the forest to hunt.

Soon enough, a smaller, younger male stumbled across her. The young man boldly assumed a rudimentary fighting stance, but she merely laughed. She was almost double his height, and her thigh was thicker than his entire body. The fight commenced, but didn’t last long. The war heroine was far stronger than he was, and soon enough, the young man fell to his knees. “P-please… no more… I surrender!” He cried out, pathetically moaning on the floor in pain and arousal. “Oh dear\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\~ losing so soon? It’s like you want to be raped\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\~” the woman teased as she peeled away the man’s clothing. She let out a sadistic, moaning laugh as she watched the man struggle, and she decided to make an example of him. She grabbed him by the balls through his underwear, her hand large enough to grab his testicles and penis entirely, and squeezed, forcing an orgasm from the inexperienced male as he came pitifully into his own underwear. She repeated this process, jerking him off over and over again as he stained his thighs with sperm before finally ripping off underwear and revealing his tiny, shrunken cock, red with stress as she forcefully jerked him off. Afterwards, she enslaved the bitch-boy, keeping him as her personal pet, locking his cock in chastity and keeping his cum-stained underwear as a trophy.

Confidence was a slow and insidious killer, and even as the war heroine mocked the young man, and even as he was humiliated, this ever-present rule of the universe did not stand idly by.

One day, the war heroine wandered back down into the dungeon where she kept her new toy, only to find him standing in the middle of it, unchained from his bonds. Not only that, but his cock stood erect, mocking her, teasing her, threatening her as it stood confidentially. The two fought once again, but the war heroine’s hubris was too much to bear this time. The young man, half her size and age, maneuvered around the naked woman, kicking her cunt and striking her breasts. Soon enough, she found herself locked in one of the pillories she had erected in the dungeon, her strength being unable to break free of the restraints placed on her. He didn’t use her immediately, choosing to enjoy himself beforehand. By the time he was done with her, her proud body had been defiled. She still looked like a goddess, but a beaten one. Her skin was marred by angry red whip lashes, and her ample ass was bruised and beaten by crop marks. Her asshole, once tight and virgin, had been invaded by a buttplug. She felt the tiny, younger man run his tiny member along her slit, and she let out a scream as he shoved his cock into her. For the first time in years, a member of The Sisterhood was raped and defiled

And that was only the beginning.

Hello DPP! I hope this super long exposition dump wasn’t too distracting, haha. The premise is simple as always: I’m looking for a roleplay where a younger, smaller male fights against an evil, depraved matriarchy in a fantasy setting. As you can gather from the prompt, I’m a big fan of role reversal and slave-to-master dynamics. I’m also a massive fan of size difference, because nothing is more humiliating than being beaten, raped, and enslaved by a person half your size. Perhaps my character was defeated and enslaved, but breaks free and escapes into the forest, and his mistress arrives just in time to be beaten, humiliated, and raped. Then, after the humiliation is over, he could take over his mistress’ home and keep her as a sex slave, forcing her to pay him back for all of the horrible deeds she’s done to him. The possibilities are endless, and I’d love to hear whatever ideas you have to pose! I prefer longer, more detailed responses when I write, usually about 12-16 sentences. Obviously this is subject to change depending on the scene, but there is nothing more deliciously depraved than describing my character’s thoughts as he experiences the carnal pleasures around him. I imagine you’d play the “DM” of the world, running encounters and making this beautiful, kinky world our own. If you’d like, we can also do some sort of DnD element, ranging from using dice rolls to a full on game, but that’s up to us!

My kinks are bdsm, noncon, slavery, edging, impreg, power shifts, older women, and others that I’ll get into in DMs

My limits are smegma, prolapse, bathroom stuff, gore (with some exceptions), inflation, and vore.

I hope to hear back!