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Taboo Thursday, the reboot!

Most societies have certain mores that are unspoken rules; humanity itself even has such conventions, grilled subconsciously into our minds for our own safety. Don't go out alone at night. Avoid getting wet when it's cold. Don't pick fights with those stronger than you...okay, some of us missed the boat on the last one, but the point still stands. Society's rules tend to be more variable, though they apply to most aspects of life - including sex. In fact, bending the rules on what's considered acceptable in romance and sexual encounters can lead to anything from being ostracized to death, depending on the time and culture.

So, play it close to the chest if you're going to do a big, big, big t a b o o. Is it worth the risk?

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A G E ( DIFFERENCE ) - light of my life, fire of my loins. you're supposed to stick to those your own age, but you can't resist.
I N C E S T - you're of the same blood, yet something draws you together. you'll keep your secret thicker than water.
C H E A T I N G - when you were young, they should have taught you to not take things that belong to other people.
I N ( PUBLIC ) - to involve unsuspecting others in your sex is insidious, but you can't resist it.
S U P E R F L U O U S - some conservative societies view sex outside procreational purposes as taboo. that means anal, oral, and toys are all no-go.
F I X A T I O N - you're nearly obsessed with one part of your partner - breasts, ass, lips...whatever the case may be, you always focus on that.
D E V I A N C Y ( IN SUBURBIA ) - there are some things that should be sacred. the home should be one of those. should.
S I Z E - pick on someone your own size. couples with large size difference, be it height or weight, can be looked down upon; don't let that get you down.
P H O B I A - unfortunately, in some societies, being with someone of the same gender is a taboo, no matter how much progress the modern world has made.
F E T I S H - some just can't get off without their fetish, and the varieties run the gamut: feet, crossdressing, autoerotic asphyxiation, foodplay, bondage...it goes on and on.
U N E X P E C T E D ( DOMINATION/SUBMISSION ) - the masculine must be dominant. the feminine must be submissive. what if you're dominant in life, though, and just want to be submissive in the bedroom.
V I O L E N T - more than mere lover's spats, what goes on between you two is dangerous. if people knew, they'd be horrified. still, you can't stop.
F O R B I D D E N ( LOVE ) - your relationship may be taboo, but there's genuine love in your copulation. this isn't merely a thrill.
L O O S E - monogamy isn't what you're after. no matter how looked down upon it is, you're going to have fun while you can.
S T U D E N T / T E A C H E R - what goes on between the sheets is not an appropriate subject matter to teach. there's so much to lose; is it a smart game to play?
A U T H O R I T Y - perhaps they're the boss, the president, the king, but you, you're a lowly peon. are they using their powers over you or is this something you both want?
I N T E R S P E C I E S - kind finds kind, and don't you be a traitor by being with one of them.
B E S T I A L I T Y - one of the most primal taboos. will you go into that moral wilderness?
S O C I A L ( CLASS ) - the rich. the poor. it's like they're in two different worlds. what will the uppercrust say if they saw their golden child with a tramp?
C E L I B A C Y - you are supposed to keep your chastity, but things are never that easy.
S T O C K H O L M - prisoners should never fall for their guards.
D U T I E S - whether it be saving the world or being the world's best bodyguard, your sworn quest and purpose keeps you from enjoying the sins of the flesh - especially with your charges.
I N N O C E N C E - one of you is much more worldly, and to ruin the "innocence" of the other feels unclean.
F E R T I L E - you aren't supposed to find mothers or fathers sexually alluring. however, there's something so enticing about fertility...perhaps even pregnancy.
C O R R U P T I O N - society expects you to treat your partner well, not try to destroy them through sexual degradation.
N O N C O N S E N S U A L - consent is rightfully important to a healthy sexual relationship. to break that trust is taboo.

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[OOC: Favorites are: age difference (as the older), incest, public, forbidden, student/teacher, authority, stockholm (as the jailer/kidnapper), innocence, corruption, non-/dub-con. Kinks on profile]

(want a young Emma Frost for some/most of these?)

[OOC: Heck yeah! His default job is librarian-- maybe something happening at or around her private school? Preferences for which prompts/scenarios?]

(Definitely age difference and student/teacher. I could go for corruption and dub-con. Maybe he wants to teach the snooty private school princess a lesson?)

[OOC: Love it. Would you like to start, or shall I?]

Emma didn't like going to the library. It was full of homeless people and school kids, both of which were people she despised. But papers were due and she couldn't research everything from home. "Stupid book requirement," she muttered to herself as she walked in.

At least the cute librarian was there. Emma strode up to his desk and said, "Get me a book about Renaissance painters."

Kenji looked up from his computer and silently regarded the girl in front of him for a moment. There was no glamour in being a librarian, but he found the work calming, the quiet soothing, and those visiting generally pleasant, even the children. He had the least patience, though, for the wealthy, privileged students from the private school. And possibly the haughtiest of all was Emma Frost.

She was beautiful, to be sure, but Kenji had long wanted to teach the brat princess a lesson. After long planning and waiting, his chance had arrived. Normally he would have simply guided the girl to the computerized catalog but today, he rose from behind the desk.

"Follow me," he said politely, turning in the direction of the library's back storage rooms.

Emma had the sense that something was going on, but she was egotistical enough to figure she could take care of it, whatever it was. Beside, it wasn't all bad to get to admire the librarian a little more.

She didn't know what to make of the storage room at first. "What are we doing back here? Why are you actually being helpful for once?"

He heard to the attitude in that voice, and it just steeled his resolve to go through with his plan. Emma really didn't think she could ever be in any danger. Another thing for her to learn. And with the door locking behind her, he could begin.

"Because you need to be taught a lesson, Emma Frost. You have money and privilege and advantages you have not earned. It's time you were punished."

"Punished?" Emma scoffed. "You don't scare me. When my father hears about what you've done he'll take away everything you have."

It was a lie. She doubted her father would care if she were murdered by this grubby little bookworm. Nobody knew where she was, nobody cared when she got home. She might actually suffer at this man's hands. Her stomach felt as though it was full of ice.

"I doubt that. If he were ever to find out, I'm sure he would thank me for breaking that attitude of yours." Kenji advanced on the girl, reaching behind a stack of books for one of the items he'd prepared the storage room with-- a silken but quite sturdy scarf, one he'd used to restrain women before, but with their consent.

His free hand darted out to grasp Emma by the throat. "No one can hear you in here, no matter how you scream. And if you fight me, I will hurt you. Put your hands on the shelf."

When his hand went to her throat Emma screamed. She was stunned by the fact that this was happening. None of it made sense and she found herself unable to move. "Please don't," she said, her voice wavery. She didn't cry, as a rule, but this was the most terrified she'd been in her whole life.

"I'll give you whatever you want," she added, her hands clasped tightly together in front of her.

"Yes, you will," he answered as he tied the girl's wrists together and secured them to a shelving unit that was bolted to the wall. "And when we are done here, you will not be telling anyone about me. You would be surprised what secrets one can overhear when brats like you pretend I don't exist. Secrets about you, and more importantly, secrets about your friends. Unless you want them to think you've been telling them to anyone, you will stay quiet. Understood?"

Emma shivered and tugged against the shelving. His intentions were obvious and she was shaking as she thought about him touching her. "Bullshit. You think I care what those asinine little girls think? I know much worse things about them then they admit to." She was already blackmailing some of them, so she was familiar with how it worked. "You've got nothing to hold over my head. The minute you let me go I'm going straight to the police."

Kenji frowned, not pleased that his first card played had not been especially successful. But it wasn't his only one.

"I know a few other secrets about other people-- not as many, perhaps, but I know them. About rich, powerful families. Like yours."

He gripped Emma's chin in one hand and forced her to look at him. "Besides, little princess, I've been watching you. I have a feeling you're going to enjoy this." While he held her, his other hand began to unbutton her blouse.

Her family had plenty of secrets. As much as Emma lines for them to be exposed it would mean the end of her life as she knew it. If her father didn't outright kill her for losing him his fortune.

She glared at Kenji when he made her look up. "Oh yes, you seem quite interested in my enjoyment. I doubt you'll last longer than the last sad little boy that fondled me."

"Oh, I'm not especially interested in your enjoyment. I just happen to think you will. Whether you intend to or not." Once he finished with the buttons, he tugged the blouse out of her skirt and pulled it down from her shoulders. With her wrists bound, he couldn't remove the garment, and he wasn't going to tear it off, but hanging open, it revealed plenty of her slim, pale upper body. Kenji stood behind her and slid his hands up her now bare sides before cupping her breasts through her bra, skillfully squeezing and caressing them.

Emma maintained her composure while he opened her blouse, but she shook a little when he moved out of her line of sight. His hands on her breasts renewed her resistance. She hated when people touched her chest. It was a reminder of how flat and boyish she looked. "Get your hands off of me!" She screamed, trying to kick back at Kenji to make him stop.

Edited 2016-05-24 21:15 (UTC)

Kenji stood with feet apart and legs braced, crowding Emma against the bookshelf and positioning himself so that her efforts were nothing more than a nuisance to him. "I will do as I please," he answered sternly. "In this room, you belong to me." And to prove his point, he reached under the back of her blouse and unhooked her bra, loosening it enough to let his hands grasp her bare breasts instead, fingers teasing her nipples.

Despite herself Emma felt a tiny thrill of interest when he teased her nipples. She'd only fooled around with one boy and he'd never payed much attention to her body, except when she was touching him. She bit her lip to stifle a moan, but her body relaxed a little and her kicking stopped.

Kenji felt her body relax as the pleasure began to replace the resistance inside of Emma. He wasn't about to start celebrating just yet, though. His fingers continued to tease her until her nipples were stiff points against his palms. If Emma disliked her slim, girlish build, she would quickly be finding that it appealed to Kenji very much.

Emma huffed out a breath to cover another moan, but she could recognize the feelings in her body. She didn't want to let him be right, but there was no helping her biology. There was, apparently, no helping his either. She could feel his erection pressing against her legs and it made her feel sick. This was happening. The hot guy at the library was going to fuck her, whether she let him or not.

It was going to be terrible for her, Kenji knew that. But Emma's suffering was the point-- she had been given everything so easily, been made to do nothing to earn her wealth. A little suffering was necessary.

Now that he could tell she was most definitely getting aroused, Kenji proceeded. While one hand remained on her small breast, continuing to tease it, his other hand slid down Emma's stomach before curling under her uniform skirt. His fingers sought out the mound between her legs.

[ no innocence, no fertile, no cheating, no incest ]

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