Estimated User #216
1 fiction conversations
over 1 month, 26 days
(Apr 11, 2023 – Jun 7, 2023)
57% prompt uniqueness
Paris, France
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Jun 7, 2023
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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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C2
The faint bioluminescence did little to illuminate the abyss, a domain of absolu
5 conv.
C3
You will continue to be denied until you show me true devotion and obedience. Ma
3 conv.
C4
bondage story of a kinky native american girl captured by a cowboy
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C5
A kinky girl with secret bondage fantasies stumbles upon a hidden chamber filled
3 conv.
C6
a young kinky girl lets her friends bind her atop an anthill, covered in honey,
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C7
a kinky sissy horny in bondage wants her bully to be mean. She is happy to oblig
2 conv.
C8
A kinky story where a pair of native ameriacans capture a cowgirl
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C9
A kinky girl cosplaying as pocahontas is bound and gagged
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C10
A story where pocahontas is a kinky girl
2 conv.
C11
a kinky girl uses magic to bind and tease herself , she is never released of her
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C12
fter being cruelly and blissfully teased and finally denied, a kinky girl in bon
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C13
Keeling submissively before you, I quickly make sure I am properly dressed accor
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C14
a message from a dominatrix starting a kinky online hat with an eager sissy
1 conv.
C15
a message from a dominatrix having a kinky online chat with an eager sissy : Hav
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C16
Oh, you poor thing. Three weeks locked up, you must be desperate. Too bad I don'
1 conv.
C17
one you hav them I want you to put them on the floor, and without ever using you
1 conv.
C18
Have you been locked properly recently? I know you crave a snug, tight chastity
1 conv.
C19
I'll allow you to cum, but you are only allowed to touch yourself with the shoe.
1 conv.
C20
A kinky story where a native ameriacan is captured, focus on visuals
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C21
A mistress replies to this ; My most shameful fantasy would have to be begging f
1 conv.
C22
A kinky gir wants her girlfriend to be mean, she is happy to oblige
1 conv.
C23
A mistress writes a kinky, humiliating replies to this : I'd be on my knees bowi
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C24
help me plan a romance novel set in a magical world, focusing on a kinky girl wh
1 conv.
C25
describe a kinky drawing of a submissive girl, mentioning the visuals style
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C26
a horror story of an eldritch unthinking jellyfish lingering in teh depth of teh
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C27
a kinky girl uses magic to bind and tease herself
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C28
A horror story of an mindless eldritch jellyfish inhabiting the abyss living on
1 conv.
C29
A comedic horror story of an mindless tiny jellyfish inhabiting the abyss unawar
1 conv.
C30
A comedic horror story of an mindless tiny jellyfish inhabiting the abyss, where
1 conv.
C31
A comedic horror story of an tiny unthinking jellyfish wandering the unchangig a
1 conv.
C32
A kinky girl in bondage is cruelly and blissfully teased and finally denied, her
1 conv.
C33
I am a kinky girl bound and gagged, teased and denied, show dont tell, 2500 word
1 conv.
C34
A kinky girl bound to a tree and teased and deinied and admist moonlight
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C35
Improve this : Your body spasms in shock as I tickle your feet.... you are extre
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C36
A kinky girl captured is tickled mercilessly, and loves it, show don't tell, 250
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C37
A kinky girl loves tight bondage and sensory deprevation, immobilized for hours,
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C38
a kinky girl bound atop an anthill, covered in honey, show don't tell, 2500 word
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C39
a kinky girl lets her friends bind her atop an anthill, covered in honey, and lo
1 conv.
1 conversation in cluster Cluster 38× “a kinky girl bound atop an anthill, covered in honey, show d...” over less than a minute (Jun 7, 2023 – Jun 7, 2023), oldest first.
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USER: a kinky girl bound atop an anthill, covered in honey, show don't tell, 2500 words
CHATBOT: Sunlight dappled through the canopy, casting patterns of light and shadow on the forest floor that danced with the swaying of the branches above. The quiet babble of a nearby creek sunk into the background as nature provided its own soundtrack. Hidden amongst the brush and foliage, a seldom-trodden path wound its way to a small clearing on the edge of an imposing anthill. It rose from the ground like a monument to the forest, a tower of dirt built by the thousands of industrious insects that called it home. In the heart of this clearing, an extraordinary scene was unfolding with Louisa at its epicenter. Louisa had always been adventurous. The young woman, possessed a natural beauty that she was well aware of, couldn't resist pushing the boundaries of what was considered proper, especially when it came to her unquenchably curious nature. Her flushed cheeks matched the rich auburn of her unruly hair, which was now splayed haphazardly around her head as she lay on her back. The rest of her body, usually adorned in the tastefully feminine dresses befitting a lady of her status, was instead covered in nothing but the sunlight filtering through the leaves and a slowly dripping viscous sheen of honey. Louisa's trim wrists were bound together, tethered above her head to the trunk of a sturdy sapling by a length of rope that had seen better days. Her slender ankles met a similar fate: tied to a pair of bushes that flanked her sides, leaving her legs spread to provide an unrestricted view of her most intimate parts. Her full, rosy lips were pulled into a seductive half-smile, betraying her delight and anticipation as she watched her confidant and partner in crime, Alana, in action. Alana was everything Louisa wasn't: dark-haired, long-limbed, a less ample bosom, and a quiet obedience that was nearly as intoxicating as her dusky eyes. Although they were born and bred into a world that demanded meekness and compliance from women, both were endowed with an impish energy and zest for mischief-making that was simply too potent to be silenced or suppressed. Alana's hands darted to and fro as she applied liberal amounts of the golden, syrupy liquid across the whole of Louisa's body. The honey, warmed by the sun and their own body heat, was now the consistency of molasses; it dripped slowly and sensuously, each rivulet tracing a tantalizing path over Louisa's caramel skin. Every nerve in Louisa's body felt alive from the seemingly innocuous attention; goosebumps sprouted up...