Estimated User #216
2 fiction conversations
over 1 month, 26 days
(Apr 11, 2023 – Jun 7, 2023)
54% prompt uniqueness
Paris, France
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The pain and pleasure is still there, immense momentum threatening to tear me ap
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C1
A kinky native american is bound to a post and punished by her tribe
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The faint bioluminescence did little to illuminate the abyss, a domain of absolu
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C3
You will continue to be denied until you show me true devotion and obedience. Ma
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C4
bondage story of a kinky native american girl captured by a cowboy
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C5
a kinky girl uses magic to bind and tease herself
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C6
A comedic horror story of an mindless tiny jellyfish inhabiting the abyss unawar
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C7
a kinky sissy horny in bondage wants her bully to be mean. She is happy to oblig
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C8
A kinky girl cosplaying as pocahontas is bound and gagged
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C9
A story where pocahontas is a kinky girl
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C10
A kinky story where a native ameriacan is captured, focus on visuals
2 conv.
C11
Give me a story plan of a kinky girl with secret bondage fantasies stumbles upon
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C12
a horror story of an eldritch unthinking jellyfish lingering in teh depth of teh
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C13
Keeling submissively before you, I quickly make sure I am properly dressed accor
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C14
a kinky girl lets her friends bind her atop an anthill, covered in honey, and lo
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C15
a young kinky girl lets her friends bind and torment her, and loves the deliciou
2 conv.
C16
a message from a dominatrix starting a kinky online hat with an eager sissy
1 conv.
C17
a message from a dominatrix having a kinky online chat with an eager sissy : Hav
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C18
Oh, you poor thing. Three weeks locked up, you must be desperate. Too bad I don'
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C19
one you hav them I want you to put them on the floor, and without ever using you
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C20
Have you been locked properly recently? I know you crave a snug, tight chastity
1 conv.
C21
I'll allow you to cum, but you are only allowed to touch yourself with the shoe.
1 conv.
C22
A kinky story where a pair of native ameriacans capture a cowgirl
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C23
A mistress replies to this ; My most shameful fantasy would have to be begging f
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C24
A kinky gir wants her girlfriend to be mean, she is happy to oblige
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C25
A mistress writes a kinky, humiliating replies to this : I'd be on my knees bowi
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C26
help me plan a romance novel set in a magical world, focusing on a kinky girl wh
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C27
A kinky girl with secret bondage fantasies stumbles upon a hidden chamber filled
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C28
describe a kinky drawing of a submissive girl, mentioning the visuals style
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C29
fter being cruelly and blissfully teased and finally denied, a kinky girl in bon
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C30
Having been priviously cruelly and blissfully teased and finally denied, a kinky
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C31
A kinky girl in bondage is cruelly and blissfully teased and finally denied, her
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C32
I am a kinky girl bound and gagged, teased and denied, show dont tell, 2500 word
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C33
A kinky girl bound to a tree and teased and deinied and admist moonlight
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C34
Improve this : Your body spasms in shock as I tickle your feet.... you are extre
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C35
A kinky girl captured is tickled mercilessly, and loves it, show don't tell, 250
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C36
A kinky girl loves tight bondage and sensory deprevation, immobilized for hours,
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C37
a kinky girl bound atop an anthill, covered in honey, show don't tell, 2500 word
1 conv.
2 conversations in cluster Cluster 14× “a kinky girl lets her friends bind her atop an anthill, cove...” over 15 minutes (Jun 7, 2023 – Jun 7, 2023), oldest first.
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USER: a kinky girl lets her friends bind her atop an anthill, covered in honey, and loves the delicious torment that follows, show don't tell, 2500 words
CHATBOT: When the clock struck nine, Lila faced her reflection in the antique vanity mirror and carefully applied a coat of crimson lipstick to offset her provocative cat-eye makeup. Dressed in an all-black, figure-hugging satin robe, she accentuated her curves and left just enough to the imagination. Her legs, bare and flawless, peeked out as she adjusted herself in the chair. They were soon to be hidden by the knee-high fishnet stockings that lay out beside her. The stockings, paired with the hauntingly seductive six-inch black heels, never failed to make an impression. One could say Lila had somewhat of an appetite for the forbidden. The quiet and enigmatic girl had been painfully aware of this the moment she grew closer to her unlikely group of friends. But Lila knew that, as delighted and unabashed as they were for her to plunge into their secret world, there was a certain undeniable pleasure that came with the initial secrecy. And tonight, Lila would finally let them in, sharing her sin-stained fantasies with the people she thought could understand her most. With her breaths steady and shallow, Lila cleared her throat. Almost instantly, the chatter in the room faded as the others, who were waiting in the living room, surrendered their attention to her. "First of all, thank you for joining me tonight. I trust that we all know what we're here for?" Lila voiced, her sultry tone weaving authority. The silent acknowledgement did not come as a surprise to her. They were like Lila's family, a group of like-minded souls who relished the unconventional, be it kinks, secrets, or desires. Confident in their trust, Lila continued. "Before we head to the location that I've prepared, I need someone to draw a circle on the floor with chalk. It has to be big enough for me to stand inside with space to spare." Chad, always eager to please, stepped up to the task. Hands trembling, he swiftly drew a perfect circle that Lila carefully inspected. Her approval was made clear by her entrance into the confined space, followed by a timid affirmation. "This will serve as a barrier. And now, to bind me." Her words hung in the warm air, tantalizing the others as they exchanged glances, only held back by the invisible boundary. Odette stepped forth and whispered, "We have no intention of restraining you too much. Would you comply if we were to bind your wrists together, leaving some mobility for your arms?" Lila nodded, and instantly felt her hands bound together with silken scarves. Ode...
USER: a young kinky girl lets her friends bind her atop an anthill, covered in honey, and loves the delicious torment that follows, show don't tell, 2500 wordswords, she loves that it becomes unbearable, her frinds are merciless and taunt her
CHATBOT: A hazy summer afternoon hung over Cassandra like a cloud of stifling perfume, bringing with it a sense of languid rebellion that she yearned to unleash. It was one of those days when the hours stretched out like honey, slow and ripe, beckoning her to indulge in the sinfully playful side of her nature. Cas, as her friends called her, adored the sensation of being alive, of feeling her heart drum a rapid tattoo against her chest. But on that day, the thrills she craved would surpass anything she had experienced before. Her legs were heavy with anticipation as she led her closest confidants, Violet and Lila, to a secret hideaway in the dense woods surrounding their sleepy village. It was the perfect location, one ripe with memories of innocent mischief and burgeoning friendships. As trees swayed to the rhythm of the wind like elegant partners, sunlight danced in syncopation, casting dappled patterns that tantalized the pale, alabaster skin, so deliberately exposed by the short skirt and tight blouse Cas had worn today. As they reached their destination, Cas suddenly paused, inhaling the scent of forbidden fantasies mingling with the tantalizing odors of the forest. The sight of their beloved anthill loomed before her; a monument to nature's relentless and unforgiving blueprints. A private shrine to the delicious torment she had willingly endured over the years, its inhabitants - the red-brown columns of ants - eager to exact their revenge upon any who trespassed. Violet, feeling Cas's exhilaration, handed her a jar filled with viscous, golden honey, droplets of sunlight trapped in its amber hue. Cas cradled the jar in her trembling hands, feeling her heart race on the threshold of a sweet, secret paradise long denied. Cas offered herself to her friends, arms outstretched, a trust tethered but never fully broken between them. It was little wonder then, as Violet pulled her close and whispered, "Trust in us to bring you to the brink," that Lila's grip was unerring as she began to secure Cas with kinked ropes to the wooden stakes marking off the grave of her desires. Lila's expert fingers were deft, weaving a cat's cradle of restraints designed to hold Cas in submission to the ants that waited, unknowing of the feast they would soon enjoy. And as she rendered her friend powerless, Violet took the jar of honey from Cas, undressing her with slow, deliberate motions; the integrity of the honey jar was soon to be her only artifice, her last tie to a modest, silent w...