what’s the matter? cat got your tongue? | roleplay only
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I have a hard time remembering who I am anymore....
My name is... none of your business... and people think I'm many things: a hero, a villain, a criminal, a slut... But really, I'm just a girl. A girl who has her own issues and a girl who's just trying to make her way in the world.
My father was a world famous burglar turned eventual crime boss and I promise you I never wanted to be like him but, hey, shit happens.
Back in college I was fucked by someone who I once considered my closest friend. That type of trauma changes you. I vowed that I would take his life just as he had stolen mine, but when he was killed in a freak accident, that rage I felt… never went away. Robbed of the chance to take my revenge and get the closure I needed to move on, something in me finally snapped.
Like I said, I never wanted to be like my father but as the world kept beating me down, I fought back the only way I knew how. I hit the streets of New York and quickly made a name for myself as a prolific burglar, even surpassing my own father's legacy. I'm not a good person, I know that, but still I never wanted to be like him. In fact, I haven't even talked to him in almost 6 years...
All this time in New York City has only made things more confusing for me. The Spider wants me to be a hero, like him. My father still wants me to follow in his footsteps. I couldn't take it anymore, I had to leave!
Now here I am, a girl alone in EF City with nobody to turn to. But on the bright side, there was also nobody to tell me who I’m supposed to be. So let me tell you who I am...
I'm not a hero. I'm not a villain... I'm a thief. I was born a thief. I was raised a thief. And I'll die a thief. I am...
Name: Felicia Sara Hardy
Aliases: Black Cat
Age: 29
Sex: Female
Height: 5'9 (1.77m)
Weight: 120lbs (54kg)
Measurements: 30-24-34
Bra Size: 30D
Skin: Pale White
Hair Color: Platinum Blonde
Eye Color: Green (Often Wears Blue Contacts to Hide Her Identity)
Powers/Abilities: Olympic Level Athlete and Gymnast | Heightened Senses | Retractable Claws/Nails
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They say that kink is born from trauma and I'm not doing much to dispell those rumors...
By nature of spending most of my life enduring intense combat training, clearly I've picked up some, let's just say, less than admirable quirks. I've grown to love the feeling of pain. Punching, slapping, wrestling... scratching ;)... There were even a few run ins I had with Spider-Man that caused my own "black cat" to get a little wet from time to time.
As I started to hang out with the wrong crowds I've had a hard time putting everything behind me. Working for Fisk and various crime bosses across New York have led me into some situations that I'd rather not relive... That being said, part of me grew to enjoy being at the mercy of these men. But maybe that's just what I tell myself in order to cope with my past...
The man who fucked me was once my boyfriend, my best friend, really... It's funny how quickly things can change. I needed that closure and yet it never came. I was never able to move on from that baggage and when I started hanging with the wrong crowds, I was never able to escape him... Abusive boyfriends aren't anything special though, we've all had or fair share of them.
But even with that, all of my sexual traumas have led me into being the woman I am today. I use my sexuality and my body to get what I want, and I'm DAMN good at it too.
Kinks:
• Public Humiliation (Giving and Receiving)
• CNC/Non-Con (Forced Fantasy)
• Handcuffs & Restraints
• Pro Wrestling/Fighting
• M/F Domination
• Pussy Torture
• Hair Pulling
• Rough Sex
• Spanking
• Slapping
• Choking
• Pain
Sometimes:
• Foot Fetish
• Tickling
Turn Offs/Limits
• Toilet Play
• Smelling
• Armpits
• Sweat
OOC How I Prefer to Have Matches
For me and this character, the most important thing is about how well the story flows. I am a true switch and will happily be dominant or submissive depending on what the story calls for in the moment or if you really want to get down and dirty, plan something out with me in the DM before so we can make it really nice and hot.
That being said the second most important thing is to be competitive. I love telling stories through this but when we don't have something planned I'm going to be acting in character the whole time and that character is always going to be trying to win unless otherwise made unable to try.
My Turn Ons:
• Be creative as you write ~ use clever actions, make scenes flow well, etc etc.
• Clever CNC as it fits in the story ~ I like the sex and eroticism in the stories to have bigger implications on the character as a whole.
• Tricks, traps, and creative punishments - not every mission goes according to plan, and if you can make it seem like you're two steps ahead I might decide to be extra slutty just to escape~ (Stole this line from Cammy because it explains what I like perfectly haha)
• If you incorporate my own lore into the session I'm immediately going to be in love with you as a writer. I'm a slut for detail haha
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Alex: Simple Heist, Gone Wrong (TWR)
I was staking out this rich asshole's penthouse apartment for weeks and when I decided to make my move, some little twink barged in pulling his own heist on the same target. I quickly pounced on him to mark my territory but just as I was about to send him packing, he realized he couldn't take me in a fight and resorted to underhanded tactics. This skinny boy was deceptively strong and imediately stripped me naked, rattling me off the jump. He forced a butt plug into my ass before quickly filling me up with his surprisingly massive cock. I tried my best, I really did but eventually he forced me to cum by removing the butt plug and fucking my ass with a dildo and my pussy with his cock... After my first trembling orgasm I tried to fight back but I was too weak as he fucked my face in retaliation before fucking me from behind so hard that I squirted all over the floor and then fell unconscious into the pool of my own cum... When I awoke, I found myself bound and suspended in the air as Alex forced me to cum over and over and over before he stole all of the stuff from the apartment and left me in the middle of the penthouse still suspended in the air, naked, covered in cum. To add on to my humiliation, the owner of the apartment continued my torture and punishment for attempting to steal from him by using me as his own fucktoy before leaving me to stumble home in the dark, naked and humiliated.
James: How Do You Know My Name? (TWR)
One day while walking around town, trying to keep a low profile after my previous humiliating heist, I was approached by a mysterious man who goes by Special Agent 007, James Bond. Somehow this man knew my real name and has apparently been in contact with my estranged crime lord of a father. He tried to apprehend me but clearly was out matched and so he challenged me to a fight, if he wins I go with him and if I win he tells me everything he knows about me and my father. We fight for a while but he finds an opening and rips a hole in the crotch of my costume and starts fingering me hard. This catches me off guard and he begins to take advantage of me. For a while he's having his way with me, facefucking me into oblivion. However I decide that if I can't get out of it, I'll just have to play along and I begin to make him enjoy it. And enjoy it he did as he ended up cumming deep down my throat. From there I want to end it so I start to ride him with all I got... but he turns the tables and fucks me hard and fast. He spreads my legs open so wide that it hurts and eventually ends up making me cum while all folded up with my legs tied behind my head. He continues fucking me some more and once again I end up cumming at his mercy while he completely destroys my body and folds me into impossible positions. I'm not done yet though so I use all of the fight I have left to suck his cock and I did it, he came one more time releasing all of the energy he had left in his body into my throat. He falls to the ground unable to fight anymore... I won.
Keeping his end of the deal he tells me all about what he knows about my father, Walter Hardy. That SHIELD is transferring him to supermax prison in NYC. Apparently my father has information on a super soldier serum that SHIELD has been keeping an eye on. I know I hate my father but I have to do something about this, so I decide to break him out of prison during the transfer. He knows I'm being reckless so he tells me he's going to join me and help me out. I don't trust him... but I know I can't do this alone.
James: The Night Before (Classic)
James and I plan out the mission to break my father out of prison. The prison transfer is tomorrow night so we have a night of rest before the big day. I take him to my penthouse in NYC to stay until tomorrow. But things got a lot steamier than I wanted it to get. The plans finished faster than I thought and he used my moment of vulnerability to kiss me. I'd be lying if I said I didn't want it, so I kissed him back. We shouldn't be doing this. I'm not in a place to fall in love with anyone, certainly not a special agent... fuck it. We kiss passionately for a while, my claws digging into his back. We fuck in every single room of my penthouse, he makes me cum several times and tops it all off by cumming in my mouth... it was amazing. I haven't had this much sexual connection with anyone since my days with the spider... We fall asleep holding each other, relaxed for the big day ahead.
I know I shouldn't trust him but maybe I can... Maybe this is the first person in my life who genuinely cares about me and wants to help... Am I falling in love?
About The Author
Age: 24
Sex: Female
Language: English
Timezone: Eastern Standard Time (US)
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