21F4M - One lucky American Spy sent to Australia in WWII, and enjoying his time there with as many obedient Aussies as he likes (Nationalityplay)

Hi! I'm wanting to have some fun doing nationalityplay between me (Australian), and you (American) :). You may have seen a few posts in the past of mine regarding this kink. It's basically quite similar to raceplay - only predicated upon Nationality instead. For those out of the know, think of it as Dom/sub, with namecalling, humiliation, breeding, and all the rest encouraged (besides bondage - not for me!). Even if you like the idea I post below - I really want to emphasize the kink over a sophisticated plot. Not to say I want a brainless story, but a certain crassness with a complete lack of realism to it is almost appealing when it's meant to emphasise just how much you Americans can do with us ;).

The idea is simple - you've just come off a boat from the US as a high-ranking intelligence agent or army man that's meant to be coordinating between the US and Australian Army, and I've been assigned as your secretary, and I'm meeting you at the port/docks. I want to be the centre of attention of the roleplay (regarding women), but at the same time I want to really emphasize the fact that you can fuck any girl you want here within minutes, married or not, and to play around that fact, especially Dom/sub stuff with nationality.

Feel free to check out my past prompts to get an even better feel of what I like/dislike, but I think it's been outlined pretty well here :) The advice I'd suggest for most people is to be arrogant to the point that you'd know exactly what Aussie women are like already (the caricature being correct of what we'd do for you), and to play into that and abuse it and just how I'd drop onto my knees for your American Cock.

Perhaps this will help start you off, and give you a feel of what I'm looking for? I'm looking to send responses around this length, and you can continue from here :) (or if you want to discuss the kink more to get a feel for what turns me on about it and so I can try help you get in the frame of mind so you enjoy it too and the writing for you becomes natural as well, let me know! :))

Oh, and if I think we're on the same page with this kink and we click.... I wouldn't mind taking it to a chat on the side between us and not characters - with complete sincerity in respect to the kink. Just let me know from the outset if you'd be interested in that or not ;)

Alternatively, if you want to continue on from a past one that didn't work out, let me know - if you've got a posting history that shows you're a good writer we can go from there! :)

I giggle as I finally spot the man uniformed in what I was told to look out for getting off the ship, and I wave, my arm and hand unconsciously completely exhibiting femininity and submission in its demeanor, already. Cute. American. And I didn't know how I was going to last all the way back off the office on my two legs - at least without a very large spot between them, or an American cock.

As you stroll downward, I intercept and greet you. I introduce myself, giggling like an irrational schoolgirl, before finally remembering that I need to do something other than giggle and I actually needed to use words to do that. "Hi, I'm... Lucy. I'm the girl that's going to be working as your secretary helping you out communicating between the Americans and um, us" I say, looking at you seductively and slowly enunciating that last word, pausing for a moment. "The American Army and the Australian army" I say, giving the latter almost an indifferent tone, even compared to other words besides American.

I turn around, deliberately trying to force my ass on your cock as I do so in the little under-regulation sized skirt I was wearing, and not trying to hide it whatsoever - in fact, hoping it's transparent. Yes, neither had I worn panties this morning. I take your hand, and lead you back to my car, strutting sexily and absorbing the jealousy of the other Australian women when they recognize the uniform and realise you're American, immediately changing their body language and look, turning their eyes from boyfriends and husbands, some undoing buttons. Spotting a couple of girls mouth "fuck me". I think I may have spotted one flashing, but I wasn't sure.

I was loving the reactions of them, just as much as watching you. And your reactions. Although I was glad you were back in my car all to myself. "So, where to first?" I giggle out "Actually, I think I'll take you to where you'll be staying" I say, smirking, although waiting to see how you'd react.