[M4F][GM4F] The Cabal

If you allowed yourself a moment to reflect you could be quietly satisfied with what you’d achieved, the youngest person to ever reach the position you had. Not just the youngest woman but the youngest person ever. You’d only gone from strength to strength rising up the corporate ladder leaving everyone in your wake.. but you would never give yourself a moment to reflect there was too much to do.. too much more to achieve. Getting to the top was one thing… staying there was quite another..

No sooner than you had sat down at your desk after returning from lunch than your laptop sounded to notify you of a new email hitting your inbox.

The sender wasn’t a name you recognised and the subject line a typically bland generic one, something about Return on Investment. Normally such messages were automatically intercepted by the companies stringent spam filter or failing that your PA but occasionally one slipped through and had to be dealt with manually.

As your finger hovered over the delete key you quickly scanned the text, a couple of things catching your eye. Firstly it hadn’t got the usual warning of the of the sender not being in your contacts or originating from outside your organisation and secondly it addressed you by your full name including your middle name, something you’d been careful to omit even from official HR documents.

The email was worded in typical corporate terms that you read hundreds of times a day but the meaning was very different. It was reminding you of a debt you owed. The flowery language never referred to it directly but you knew that it referred to The Cabal.. the mere thought sending a shiver up your spine.

The Cabal was a shadowy group that had approached you during your University years offering you the opportunity to donate your time and your body between semesters in return for your tuition and living expenses being paid for.

The chance of leaving university debt free was the equivalent of looking an actual gift horse in the mouth. And how bad could it be? It would just be being arm candy for some old crusties would it?? And as long as you completed one year of service then your tuition and accommodation would be paid. If it interfered with your studies then you could decide to defer your service with the knowledge that you would forever have to live with the possibility of being asked to complete your obligations. You’d chosen to defer your service and hadn’t heard from them for years.. until now…

Attached to the email was a PDF document, filled with pictures, pictures of you, each one captioned with your full name and the time and date when they were taken.

As you scroll down the document the pictures get steadily more and more explicit until you reach the end. Instructions appear - Bottom Right Drawer. A 5 minute countdown timer appears and starts immediately…

Opening your bottom right drawer you find what looked like a luxury jewellery box fashioned from dark walnut with a brass clasp holding it shut. Lifting it out and opening it reveals a metal butt plug with a red bejewelled base sitting on a plush velvet tray.

The clock continued to tick down…

This is just a taster and the I’m open to changing some of the details but the basic idea is that you’ve worked hard to rise to the top of the corporate ladder but your achievements have been built on a foundation of sex and lies and that if exposed would leave your life in ruins, your dreams in tatters. The intention is for this to be a heavily BDSM themed roleplay

Kinks - anal, rough, feet, spanking, bdsm, toys, groupsex, forced orgasm, orgasm denial, facefucking, rimming and more

Limits - incest, underage, blood, gore, scat, animals

Discord is a bonus.

Hope to hear from you,

James