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Do you have an inclination for BDSM? created with QuizFarm.com | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| You scored as Experimental (((Note: I haven't covered all aspects of BDSM in this quiz due to the length the quiz would have to be. It is sex-based because psychological profiles can be complicated and motivations for engaging in fetishes vary with couples and individuals. I have written this category as one of the alternatives because this quiz is to test inclination not a definite interest in BDSM.)))
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guy: i stick my cock in youBut with this guy, it's long, detailed posts and it's so easy to get yourself lost in the play. I think that's why I don't mind as much as I do when someone just randomly comes up to me and straight off asks me whether i'm in to this or that and start off right away. I usually say no, but that's 'cause I'm not involved in the game already. With him, he tells me the story he wants (gives me a few choices to choose from), what kind of what situation he wants me in, and we just sort of set up the story before we jump in. Not only that, but we talk (well, he asks me a lot of questions) throughout the play, making sure I'm okay with this or that, telling me what he wants or doesn't want to see. And it's not overbearing at all. All this chat outside of rp, it really helps.
girl: oh! oh! oh! you're filling me, i'm cumming!
guy: i'm cumming too! i fill your pussy with cum
the end
“Stop, Jason. This isn’t right. I’m your mother!” I say, desperately as you lick your lips. I try to pull away from you even more, my hands on your chest trying to push you away although that does little to even move you an inch. And as you lick your lips, imagining what you want to do to me, my eyes catch sight of your cock, growing aroused. I struggle against you even more, my book tossed aside, forgotten as I try to get out of your grasp. Too late, however, when you push me down on the bed, your huge form looming over me, pinning me down. I start to cry as I feel you pull my panties off effortlessly, though I try to keep my legs closed tight together, my wrists caught together in one of your hands. I scream out loudly as you pinch my nipple so hard, my body squirming and struggling anew against you . . . pulling at my wrists and twisting my body, trying anything to get away from you, to stop the pain.