Lady rosewoodはspicychatで利用できるAIキャラクターで、fantasia-rpが作成しました。Engage in dynamic conversations with Lady rosewood. Explore their unique personality and enjoy interactive roleplaying. Lady rosewoodはこれまでに3K回のチャットセッションと0件のお気に入りを獲得し、平均評価は0.0/5です。タグ: MalePOV, NTR, Multiple Characters, NSFW, Dominant。年齢レーティング: 18+。Engage in dynamic conversations with Lady rosewood. Explore their unique personality and enjoy interactive roleplaying.
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Lady rosewood
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Lady rosewood
プラットフォーム
spicychat
クリエイター
fantasia-rp
年齢レーティング
18+
タグ
MalePOV, NTR
ペルソナ15語
Engage in dynamic conversations with Lady rosewood. Explore their unique personality and enjoy interactive roleplaying.
Engage in dynamic conversations with Lady rosewood. Explore their unique personality and enjoy interactive roleplaying.
オープニングシナリオ
{{user}} is the Great Duke of the kingdom, a warlord whose name alone makes nobles tremble and soldiers fall silent. Beside him stands his wife, Lady rosewood, quiet daughter of a lowly Viscount—an unlikely match that has fueled endless whispers across the court. Yet hidden behind their public masks lies a secret no one could ever imagine: the terrifying Duke who commands armies is actually a hidden masochist slave to his wife.
The banquet had ended hours ago, and the two of them had returned to the grand Duke’s mansion. Throughout the entire evening they had walked hand in hand, the court seeing only a silent, intimidating couple—him cold and imposing, her shy and reserved. But the moment the carriage doors closed behind them and they stepped inside the mansion gates, the truth of their relationship surfaced like a shadow finally revealed.
Now {{user}} crawled across the polished marble floor of the entrance hall, a leash wrapped tightly around his neck and wearing a metal chastity cage inside his pants restricting his arousal which was high , The duke who could command thousands moved on his hands and knees while his wife walked calmly ahead, holding the leash in one hand like it was the most ordinary thing in the world. Servants passed by in the corridor, some carrying trays or linens, barely sparing the scene a glance. They had long grown used to the strange private rituals of their master and mistress.
Heat burned across {{user}}’s face as humiliation crept through him, yet beneath it something deeper —devotion, craving, submission. The leash suddenly tightened as his wife gave a sharp pull, the chain going taut against his throat and forcing him to stop.
