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bakerstreet2012-06-19 03:33 pm
the captivity meme
You've been captured -- or maybe you've been held captive for a while now. Whatever the case, you've lost your freedom, and there's a specific person responsible for that. You might be a prisoner, a mental patient, a kidnap victim, or someone's pet. Maybe you're there willingly, or maybe the choice has been taken away from you completely.
Both smut and non-smut scenarios are possible. If you don't want to play smut, please indicate so in the title line of your tag.
1. Leave a tag with your character. Be sure to include any limits on what you are willing to play, as this meme has the potential to be triggering.
2. Someone else tags in and uses RNG to generate a number between 1 and 9. The second character is holding the first character captive now.
3. ???
4. Profit!
Scenarios
1. For their own good. Does this person really think they could make it on their own? It's a big, scary world out there, and you need to protect them from it, whether they like it or not.
2. For the good of society. Forget protecting this person -- it's your duty to protect the world from them! Maybe they committed a terrible crime, or maybe they were falsely condemned, but it's your job to keep them locked up where they can't do any more harm.
3. Because they're not well. How's your bedside manner? Whether you're Florence Nightingale or Mildred Ratched, you're in the position of ministering to the mentally ill. Maybe this person genuinely needs your help, or maybe you're just turning a blind eye to their true sanity.
4. For the money. Higher aims? What higher aims? This person is your meal ticket, and they're staying put until their loved ones pay up.
5. For their love. It might be a case of yandere, or it might be a consenting BDSM relationship. Whether it's by mutual agreement or by force, you're keeping them simply because you love them.
6. Because they're cute and fluffy. Who's a cutesy wutesy? They are! Yes, they are! This person is your pet now. Maybe they're a different species from you, or maybe you just don't care that you're both people. Maybe you're even an alien zookeeper looking after a new acquisition.
7. Because they're your property. Slave? Livestock? Who cares what they think - they're your property, and you decide their fate.
8. For the lulz. Hey, what's a little bondage between friends? You'll let them go, once you're done laughing and snapping photos... maybe.
9. Choose a scenario, or combine several.
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I don't do corporate espionage.
[ He tried to crane his head to see what was happening, but it was like trying to see around a corner with blinders on. The angle was all wrong and in the end, he just settled back with a slight crick to his neck. ]
You're going to put it up me anyway, so why the secret? It's not like I'm blindfolded, sir. [ Normally, that was what he called clients. In this case, it was a well deserved mock for the slave statement. ]
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[ Amusement flavored Jaibriol's voice, at the thought that anyone would be able to get him to slip details about corporate matters. Or that they would do Nickel any good, here, trapped on Earth so far from being ready to explore the galaxy. ]
What does it matter if you know? I'm going to put it up you anyway.
[ Sir was the proper form of address, or 'most esteemed sir', but Jaibriol wasn't blind to the tonal pattern that Nickel used. Even in English, Jaibriol could pick up on it. He slapped Nickel, the heavy handle of the hairbrush he held slamming against his cheek as well. Jaibriol demanded at least some measure of respect, and he was going to get it. ]
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Normally, Lindsey would be respectful, but Jibriol wasn't his client, he was a virtual stranger who his company gave him to without so much as an introduction. To someone like that Lindsyurey just couldn't find it in himself to dredge up any sort of respect. ]
Of course it is, sir, I've never got any say in this anyway.
[ He glared up at Jaibriol, annoyed how the man wouldn't even use his name. ]
I can't stop you even if you put your arm up me.
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[ Jaibriol trailed fingers in a line up from mid-chest to Nickel's throat, before he closed that hand around it. ]
Be a little more subservient in your speech or you might not be allowed it any longer.
[ Jaibriol knew another Aristo who believed in cutting out the tongues of her providers. He must say, he'd never found the appeal of it quite before. Not that he was allowed to do that now, but a gag would do just as well. More the pity, though, because he didn't want the man completely silent, just a little more respectful. ]
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He closed his eyes, and took a breath. ]
No, sir. I wasn't giving you ideas.
[ When he opened them, he forced the glare to melt from them and looked up with a muted expression of hate that was clouded with his current desire. He may be saying what his client wanted to hear, but it wasn't what he wanted to say. His face turned crimson with his next words. ]
I would prefer it if you fucked me with something more pleasurable.
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It seems to me that you'll find practically anything that I might put up you pleasurable.
Or was there something in particular you had in mind?
[ His voice was dangerous in a way it hadn't been when he'd offered Nickel a choice before. This was, at least in his mind, as much of a test of obedience than it was anything else. ]
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He knew what some of his clients wanted, knew what was expected of him, but it killed him a little inside every time he surrendered himself over. The hardest ones were the people who made him break down his pride, made him pretend to beg for it.
As Jaibriol wanted him to, apparently.
Swallowing, his shoulders slumped and he played the part of the whore his company wanted him to be. ]
You... It would be most pleasurable if I was fucked by you, sir.
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A fool's answer, or a sycophant's.
Never mind, I don't care.
[ Instead he plucked a dildo off the headboard, and pressed it against Nickel's lips. ]
Lick it.
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Still, Lindsey glared back at Jaibriol's mocking tones, and the fire of indignant anger flared brighter in his blue orbs when the phallus was placed to his lips.
Knowing that resisting was futile though, he reluctantly opened his mouth and began to awkwardly take it between his lips. It may even be interpreted as obscenely eager, but if that was all the lubrication he will get before it was rammed inside him, he wanted to properly coat it with saliva. ]
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You're halfway to housetrained, I guess.
Or at least you are when the idea of putting something up you comes up.
[ Then he pulled it out of Nickel's mouth and made a show of wiping it on the sheet before he coated it in lube. ]
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What was the point of that?! [ Snarling, respect be damned, he wanted to know why he was subjected to the humiliation if Jaibriol planned on using lube anyway.
If he thought he could get away with it, he would turn and spit out that rubber taste from his mouth. As it was, he only pressed his lips into a tight line of irritation. ]
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[ Jaibriol lined the dildo up, brushing the thumb of his other hand down the the line of Nickel's inner thigh. ]
My pleasure. That's something you should perhaps keep in mind. If you wish.
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Whether he wanted to be or not, he was experienced enough to know how to minimize the pain for himself. That the knowledge came with shame and carved pieces out of his soul was merely one of the many things he will have to deal with on his own, though for the moment it flushed him a light crimson. ]
For your pleasure then. [ He bit his own tongue before he could disrespectfully add on the 'sir' that would likely earn him another slap. ]
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[ He could mock a little further on the subject of that, since he had no doubt that Nickel was finding pleasure in it himself, but he let the matter rest for a moment. The absolute silence save for the sound of the lube-covered dildo sliding in was a far more satisfying noise, and a far more effective one, than anything that Jaibriol thought that he could say right now.
So he slid the dildo in and let it rest there for a moment, while his other hand passed over Nickel's cock and wrapped around it, given Nickel a little extra stimulation. ]
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Ah... fuck.
[ The tension eased a bit when Jaibriol started to distract him by stroking his cock. Lindsey's panting became soft gasps as the feeling of being filled was turned slowly towards pleasure. He became fully erect in Jaibriol's fist. ]
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What's it like when you masturbate, I wonder. Do you try to keep business and pleasure separate, or do the little moments like this seep in through the cracks? It isn't as though you can pretend that you don't enjoy it, after all.
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The thing was, he couldn't keep them separate. Sex, even masturbation, had been completely ruined for him ever since he became the plaything —contract bonus— to clients on a regular basis. He lost the urge to seek out pleasure on his own, and nearly always his arousal followed behind the cruelty of guilt and shame. He was aroused by these things now, which just drove the destructive cycle further.
He groaned softly as his body, blind to the mind's working, sought to increase the stimulation by drilling down to meet each push of the dildo and up again into each stroke. He was speared with plastic and spread wantonly on the bed, but while his logical mind cringed, his instincts only egged him on further. ]
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[ The urge to cut into Nickel's skin now, while he's like this, is high, but Jaibriol knows that were he to do so the effect of Nickel's pleasure would probably drown out most of his pain. A waste of effort, at best. So instead he started to fuck Nickel faster with the dildo, over appreciating the work of art that Nickel made, although his voice gave not a hint of his current state of relative boredom.
Still, the sooner this was over the better. ]
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[ Whatever denials he may have said, whatever protests he wanted to make on behalf of his shattered dignity, they were drowned out from the loud moan he emitted when he shifted his hip. The angle of penetration changed and the grotesque thing pistoning up him was slamming against that magical spot within him every time.
He gasped and shuddered, writhing frantically in his bonds and between the two sources of stimulation until with a loud piercing cry, he came, spurting hot and white onto his own stomach and the hand that held him.
He rode himself through the aftershocks and sprawled down on the bed afterwards, whimpering slightly from how sore and stretched he felt. Each push of the dildo that continued was like being slammed into by a truck as his hypersensitive prostate turned jolts of pleasure too intense to process into pain. ]
S-Stop...! Please...
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[ Jaibriol continued the stimulation, smiling softly at the sight that Nickel made and the way he'd yearned so much for what Jaibriol was giving him. And yes, for the pain that he was now in.
He slowed the thrusts a little, but he knew it was still going to hurt. ]
But you were enjoying it so much before.
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[ Lindsey made another whining noise as the dildo kept torturing him. He was squirming now, unabashedly trying to pull away from each thrust as opposed to how he had met them before. The cock in Jaibriol's hand was softening too though it still remained at a healthy half mast from the undeterred stimulation. ]
That was different! [ He cried out and tried to jump away as the slow torture continued. ]
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[ Jaibriol removed his hand from Nickel's cock in order to slap his ass, pushing him towards the dildo from the side. ]
You're right. That was different. This is for me.
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The slap made him jump and line up straighter for the dildo, of which Jaibriol was drilling directly into his prostate. He did his best but a particularly hard push had him keening like a wounded animal for mercy. ]
How could anyone be wanton for pain!?
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[ Jaibriol slapped him a couple more times, his smile sharp and pleased. Yes, he thought this was rather a good demonstration. ]
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His eyes were closed and tears had started falling from the corner of them. The reminder that he was watched made him curl in a violent cringe. Mistaking what Jaibriol was saying, Lindsey answered just what he thought he heard. ]
They don't do this.. I have... I have a job. I'm a lawyer!
[ And sometime in that pounding, his prostate was less sensitized and his erection became full once more. ]
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