Hi, I'm looking to start a roleplay and I'm looking for one female victim to begin with. In the scene you've just moved to this city and started a new job. A couple of your colleagues invited you to a party that I host but when you arrived at the party they didn't show up. For some reason (maybe you're snotty, maybe they're jealous of the attention you get from the guys in the office, or simply because you don't know anyone in the city and make an easy target) your colleagues have sold you out. All the guys and most of the women at the party know that you're there to be the party fucktoy. It begins with a few guys groping you and quickly escalates into a gangrape. Me and the guys will fuck your brains out, and their girlfriends will punish you for "being such a slut" and fucking their guys. If you turn out to be too much fun to let go, I'll take you down to my dungeon in the basement and try turning you into my slave.
In addition to gang rape, other elements I have in mind include humiliation, bondage, some pain (whipping, clamps, needles, etc), orgasm denial, forced orgasm, forced lesbianism, marking by tattoo or piercing. You are welcome to suggest things that you like, but my limits are no scat, amputation or snuff.

The victim I'm looking for is not entirely submissive. That is, you'd be reluctant at first. You can turn out to be a slut "despite yourself" if that's how you like to play it (well, that'd be a turn-on for me too).

Once there's a victim, others are welcome to join. These are the possible roles that I can think of:
Guys: Other guests at the party.
Ladies: (1) the evil colleagues who set the victim up; (2) guests at the party who know what's going on and enjoy abusing her; (3) unknowing guests at the party who try to help the victim and end up becoming victims themselves.

My character: middle-aged, medium-built, dark hair brown eyes, wearing t-shirt, jeans and blazer, and cowboy boots (imagine the tip of my boot nudging your pussy as you kneel on the floor....)
Please describe how you look and how you're dressed.

And here's the beginning of the scene:

You regretted coming to the party almost as soon as you arrived. The place was decent, but it wasn't your kind of music and the people looked a bit too rough for you. What's worse, your colleagues were nowhere to be seen. You pushed through the crowd towards the exit, but then a guy asked you to dance. You agreed, just to be polite. But soon he began feeling you up, and after a few times you finally had enough. You pushed him away and told him to stop. People around you stopped dancing and looked at the two of you. "What's going on?" I came over and asked. You explained the situation and proceeded to leave. "Wait a minute, lady," I said as I stopped you, "you don't come to my party, insult my guest and just leave like that. I think you owe the gentleman an apology."