Fiction Roleplay Plots

Masks of Faith

Masks of Faith

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Three years after her parents' divorce, Naina watches her mother disappear behind the white saree of "Sadhvi Aaradhya Maa," second-in-command of Swami Sarveshananda's ashram. When a grieving writer named Saif Ahmed walks into her senior's chambers with a case against that very ashram, Naina is pulled into an investigation of fake trusts, missing crores, and a sexual exploitation allegation. But every document leads back to one signature, her mother's, and an old red album hides a secret that turns a legal battle into a war between a daughter and the woman she thought she knew.

The Trapped Vixen

The Trapped Vixen

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Vinita's world has been shattered. Her husband died of a heart attack a few days ago, and tonight, alone in her bedroom, a friend request from Rehman Khan, the man who claimed her at eighteen, sets her heart racing. A reunion she has longed for is only a restaurant away. But behind the old counter waits a secret far darker than her past, and a door she should never have opened.

The Best Gift Ever

The Best Gift Ever

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The sway of her bare waist looked even better with the jingling of her kamarbandh. When she stood on her toes to stretch her back, her curves became more enhanced due to the saree that fit tightly against her ass. Rahman's fixated stare at her movements showed he was completely captivated with her intentional show. Then, with one intentional sway, the kamarbandh slipped and fell. At that moment, she finally raised the cutlery and glasses. “Found them!”

Pleasures of Holding Back

Pleasures of Holding Back

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She was left now with only her black sheer bra and petticoat on. She grabbed the towel off the hook on the wall. Standing in front of the mirror, she started drying herself up—her waist, her arms, her wet legs. She rubbed the towel across her collarbone and over her cleavage and through her long hair. The slow rubbing warmed her up a little, and she found herself admiring her mirror image. Her thin waist, her flat stomach, the 32DD breasts she had maintained so well over the years—not an hourglass figure, but undeniably feminine and attractive. She smiled a little at her own reflection.

No More Deception

No More Deception

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Isha glanced down and laughed a little, which did not quite reach her eyes. “Oh, this? God, no. He wouldn't even hurt a fly.” She looked down the sleeve. “That is simply as a result of messing around. We are a bit intense.” She leaned forward and said, “We have experimented a bit. It is like a desi style of BDSM. It's all about trust, you know? And very addictive.” There was a certain glint in her eyes, as if she truly enjoyed what they were doing and that caught Riya’s attention.

Boulevard Of Broken Dreams

Boulevard Of Broken Dreams

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Years passed and soon she bought a small apartment in a decent neighbourhood. After 6 years of being a prostitute and a slave to anyone who can pay for any kind of work, She finally stopped being a prostitute. Gaining back some self respect she wanted a respectful life now. After years of being exploited she wanted to live a life where she's not a whore to anyone.

Savita Ki Himmat Mitti Mein

Savita Ki Himmat Mitti Mein

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’Par Savita galat kaam ke aage jhukne wali nahi hai. Uske naram haath kaanpte hain, lekin irada pakka rehta hai. Ek jhatke mein, apni maa ki cheekh ko nazarandaaz karte hue, woh uthti hai aur emergency chain kheenchti hai. Train cheekhti hui rukti hai, choron ka santulan bigadta hai. Bheed mein do chor darwaze se kood padte hain, shaam ke andhere mein gayab ho jate hain. Teesra, ek patla sa aadmi jiske gaal par nishaan hai, itna khush kismat nahi hota. Yaatri gusse mein us par hamla bolte hain, use daba dete hain. Savita haanfte hue khadi hoti hai, uska seena tez saanson ke saath uth raha hai, jab bheed uss chor ko baandh dete hai.

Grounded In Desire

Grounded In Desire

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One night at a college party, Riya, who had always been the perfect student-bright, well-behaved, and on track for an elite scholarship, had a heated argument with Ajay that turned ugly when she accused him of using his connections with professors to stay ahead. Unafraid he retaliated by bringing up her own difficulties, including how she had relied on tutoring favours and avoided college regulations to balance her grades and part-time job.

Window Lady and the Boss

Window Lady and the Boss

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Aur baato baato mei aarif jaan gya tha k shalu kaafi aleli hai aur usey kisi k sath ki jrurt hai whi aarif ko shalu jesi aurat ki apne bistar mei jarurt thi. Aarif shalu ko apne sath office meetings k liye le jaane lga tha aur esa dikhane lga tha k wo uski bhot parvah krta hai aur ab shalu bhi kahi na kahi aarif ko psnd krne lgi thi pr wo darr rhi thi k kahi uski wajh se aarif ki shadi shuda zindagi khrab na ho jaaye. Ese hi wqt k sath shalu aarif k kaafi karib aachuki thi aur kbhi kbhi aarif ka usey chuna psnd aane lga tha. Ese hi kisi ek office meeting pr jb sb sath mei out of station gye honge whaa client k sath deal final hone pr party k wqt phli baar aarif shalu k karib aayega aur shalu phli baar mei hi is trha aarif k karib aane pr behakti hui usk kamre tk pahcuh jaayegi jhaa aarif phli baar aarif shalu ki widhwa chut ko chodne ka mjaa lega.