#mia!starter

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Connection: Boyfriend/friend/acquaintance - he could own a gym or work there or teaches self defense or whatever - just let me know in the tags.  Note: She doesn’t really like being touched - unless of course it’s her bf, then she’d be fine

It wasn’t a place Mia would typically frequent - or really ever have been before. In fact, she was sure she stood out like a sore thumb, though maybe that was simply in her head. She was shy, simply standing near the door a moment or two, taking in a few deep breaths before managing to move forward. The tiny girl fidgeted a bit nervously before walking over to the male. Eyes lifted to glance around, taking in the surroundings before finally landing back on him, trying to focus and get the words out. “I was wondering if you - um - could you teach me how to - to defend myself?” Mia’s lips pressed together, teeth grasping against the lower one a moment, “I just - just want to learn how to - I dunno, protect myself, I guess. I’m short and small and I... I don’t want to get hurt ever again,” she explained to him. “Or am I too small for this?”

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Muses: Mia Rath or Ella North, Emma works too (but she’s Deaf so she’d have signed not spoken) Plot ideas: her boyfriend (could be manipulation or him as her Dominant), foster brother/father - maybe he convinced her he could adopt her into his family - or his family took her in even though she was over 18 and now she lives with him. Open to various options. We can plot or just see what happens.

Biting her lower lip, she didn’t move when he first beckoned her closer. It wasn’t really purposeful disobedience as much as it was her mind wandering elsewhere. His firm grip to the front of her fitted outfit caught her attention, him easily pulling her to him. Her small, perky breasts nearly spilled out from the very low cut top of the dress, the frills of the skirt tickling her thighs, “S-Sorry, did you say something?” she stammered, voice a little breathy as his hand slid up under her little skirt. “I was good, I promise,” she insisted, thighs opening for him as she assumed he wanted to inspect her. That’s what he called it, and she was naive enough to believe nearly anything he said. “I shaved there like you said. And nobody touches but you. Only you’re allowed, right, Daddy/Sir?” She gasped as his fingers came into contact with her bare slit, wetness already forming between her legs, drawing a soft, pink hue to her cheeks.

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Muse options: Ella North, Thea North, Effie, Kat, Mia [or I can pick if you want] Notes: mutuals or non are welcome. Kat is pretty much a masochist [just to warn you] By now, she’d lost all track of time, of how long he’d been taunting her body. He’d alternated between spanking her and teasing her dripping little cunt, making the small girl shiver, moan, writhe against him. Her pleas went unanswered. Each time she moved, the talented fingers left her sweet pussy, returning to spanking her bottom - or her pussy. Nipples were rock hard, the blouse half torn, hanging limply on her frame. Her bottom half was naked, bare to him. “D-Daddy/Sir, please, please, I-I need -- I need you,” she whimpered. She knew this was her own doing though, for behaving so bratty the past few days. “Please, no more teasing, Daddy/Sir,” she requested, unable to stop the wriggling of her hips in an effort to feel those strong fingers thrust into her.

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Connection: Boyfriend/Dominant [please read about Mia so this makes sense]

Mia: Is there something wrong with me? Am I that behind everyone?

Mia: This guy called me stupid. I know you'll say he's wrong but is he really?

Mia: He was using words I didn't know. I asked what they meant.

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Possible muses: Emma (she's Deaf), Ella North, Mia (non con unless he's her Dominant) Connections/ideas: Dominant, stranger, Dominant's friend. (If a stranger or his friend, they could be just taking what they want or it could've been set up by her Master. He could even be watching nearby or something)

The library was quiet that day, something she preferred. It gave her a chance to meander aimlessly with a few books in her arm, looking through the different shelves. It was all so sudden, her lost in her own world. Her tiny frame was pinned up against the wall causing wide eyes to lift to the source. There was no chance to let a single sound escaped before a large hand covered her mouth, effectively muffling the sharp gasp. The subsequent whimper was swallowed up as his hand lifted her little skirt, burying under it, stroking her pussy. Her panties were gone so quickly. She'd heard the rip of the fabric which made her shiver, not sure where the scrap had landed, maybe the floor, his pocket, she wasn't sure. Cheeks flamed red, her little body wriggling to try to pull away, but she could hardly move with his larger, stronger frame keeping her pinned in place.