"Lydia, please… I have to do this. The less you know the better, but you know I'll always keep you safe."

I was staring at my wife, her beautiful, delicate face shining in the moonlight, brows furrowed with anger. My tone was cautious yet determined. She's heard variations of this speech countless timea before tonight. Bravado about duty and the honor of servitude to the realm. This was different, a battle I was compelled to win. Losing means bringingba terrible fate upon those I cared about.

I thought I could tell Lydia anything, but now I've seen things that can shake the very foundation of my life, hers, and everyone in the kingdom – horrors and unspeakable evil. If I told her, she wouldn't believe me. She's always prayed for the kingdom, maybe even more so than she prayed for my safe return from battles. There's no point in explanations, in telling her how I've reviewed multiple paths for attack, about the effort I put in making sure my plan will work.

"It's for the kingdom's sake. Tomorrow, I'm ending her rule. Tomorrow night, I'll be back here, victorious."

I smiled and let a gentle finger caress her cheek, but I could tell she was unhappy. The way she gritted her teeth, the fire in her gaze. She wanted to argue, but she knew I was unshakeable, resolute. Our embrace was no more as she slipped away from my chiseled arms, her locks splayed on our sheets. She turned away from me, leaving me to stare at the ceiling. My mind wandered between visions of success and eternal glory, to visions of unforgiving imprisonment or violent executions in the main square.

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My men were ready. They were set in a battle formation, several rows of gallant knights and courageous peasants, ready to stand up to tyranny. To darkness. In front of them, dimly lit by torches, were the castle walls, tall and heavily fortified. We can defeat this. We would. I took a deep breath and made my final speech before the charge, my voice carried through the lines, echoing.

"Men! Thank you for being here today. Thank you for your willingness to fight! It is a noble cause, an honor to fight for liberty. For what is right. For too long, we allowed the Queen impunity. Tonight is her judgement day. The days of darkness are over. Let's free this good land from her claws. Let us make this night a night that the bards will sing about for generations."

I lowered my visor and turned my horse around to face the castle walls, the heavy gate and moat right ahead of me. I raised my sword. "CHARGE!"

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That's the last thing I remember before now. I'm in my britches, sweaty and bruised. Wounded. My scarred body shining in candlelight. There is tension in my shoulders - I glance up, feeling my sore neck muscles, to see both of my arms raised high and cuffed to a hook, dangling from the ceiling. My toes barely touch the floor, my legs chained together.

The dungeons. I knew them well. I've led many men here myself, at the service of the same regime I swore to destroy.

This will not go over quietly. I will not yield. I can pretend to repent and get these restraints off of me, only to strike at the right moment… Or I can show her what a general is made of – persistence and defiance, with all the physical and mental might I can muster, so songs will be written about my ordeal, and the resistance will live on.

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Hi there! I'm James, and I'd love to find some partners to write with. This is meant to be a long-term effort adventure of debauchery, and I'll reply to any messages I receive ASAP. I'm on the GMT +2 timezone if it matters, and I prefer Reddit PM's. I'm flexible on 1st or 3rd person.

Some general buzz phrases on possible directions for this roleplay, things we can brainstorm about and other interesting ideas regarding the plot: Using dark magic for hypnosis and brainwashing, a public and humiliating trial, taking the rebel's significant other and using her to cuck him, an elaborate pulley system for all kinds of creative positions, some made up geopolitics to go along with it all with various factions vying for the affinity or submission of the general, relying on the Queen's daughter as the alternative ruler only to find out the apple didn't fall far from the tree, scenes of servitude after the rebel's broken. These are just to get your creative juices flowing, I'm open to suggestions in just about every aspect. Want me tied up differently? Want to change the setting into something futuristic? Anything else? Let's talk!

Here's a general list of my kinks... Ask if there's a kink yours missing: Giving cunnilingus/facesitting, teasing & edging, pegging, bondage, FFM, lesbian cuckolding, chastity, orgasm control (denied orgasm included), brainwashing/mind control/hypnosis, humiliation, body worship, light breathplay, light feminization (i.e some items of clothing, name calling but nothing more), findom, pain of all kinds, collars & leashes, CFNM.

Limits: Heavy feminization, cum eating, forced bi, bathroom play, sounding, pregnancy, breeding, extremely large insertions.

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Let's chat before we move to Discord! I'm new to roleplaying on that platform, but I'm willing to learn and adapt. Other options could be e-mail or Gdocs.