bakerstreet | Taboo Tuesday, y'all

Taboo Tuesday, y'all

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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- Be fun and respect others, as this will deal with some heavy topics and potentially triggering material s.

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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[ cross canon welcome ]

[No: Underaged age difference or bestiality (supernatural things fine). Not listed, but also no bathroom play.

OTA otherwise.]

[I'm not sure which one for these two, but they could be fun?]

[Sure! I'm sadly canon blind. Do you know which might fit her?]

[18 years old. No underage or bestiality. OTA besides.]

[No underage or bestiality. OTA besides.]

[Preferences on her page- strong preference towards incest (brother or father, canon or not)]

Edited 2016-06-08 02:14 (UTC)

(i'm literally an open book, just no animals.)

{OOC: Care to toy around with dub-con and authority? Perhaps Kon's another one of the people Strucker has 'enhanced' before the Avengers broke everything up, and Wanda's shaky grasp on her new psychic abilities unconsciously influences him into being very open to anything she suggests. Would give us room to add fixation, fetish or a couple other things as well, depending on what she wants.}

(that would be very interesting! would we want to do something post ultron, perhaps he joined her at the avengers compound?)

(I'd been thinking even pre-Ultron, but doing things post Ultron definitely works as well. I imagine the Avengers would have tried to recruit other enhanced they encountered.)

(Pre is an option too! whatever tickles your pickle ;] )

(Heh, post probably ends up working out a little better. Do you want to start us off, or shall I?)

[[Nightmare in centaur form. More gentle and limited in shape shifting abilities in the real world, but very big nonetheless. Getting Interspecies by default.]]

[ Would be very much up for some tentacles! ]

[[Sweet, so who has them (it would depend on where they encounter each other. Ninon walking into her dreams, or Sayako encountering her in the real world? Anything else to play out?]]

[ I'd prefer if Ninon has them, and a dream scenario is fine! I also like bondage, breast play, anal, rough sex, and toys on your yes list, so feel free to throw as much of that at her as you like.

Edit: Here's a kink list you can check out if you want! ]

Edited 2016-06-09 12:14 (UTC)

[[Alright, let me get started with this!]]

Stepping into dreams was kind of like wading into a pool to feel the water before diving in. While many felt that nightmares were sudden and vicious, in reality it took observation and a smoothness not seen by their victims. This was especially true for those who'd prefer to perv on people with nightmares rather than traumatize them.

But Ninon was practiced enough that her entry into Sayuri's mind was done in an almost rote, practiced fashion. She'd been around for a long time, and hopping into dreams was second nature. First order was to take a look and see what she was looking at. Second order was to take a form that blended in with the dream inside. Depending on that, it would make things easy to find an entrance... in more ways than one.

Sayako was having a dream. It wasn't just any dream, it was an exciting one. She was breaking into a tower, built by a mysterious and beautiful sorceress! For... reasons. Fine, so she hadn't managed to dream up a reason, but it certainly was a thrill, dodging spike traps, pitfalls, swinging death blades, and rolling boulders.

...Rolling boulders might not be the first thing one thought of as a trap several floors up in a tower. But dreams were funny like that. Plus, she got to wear a totally bitchin' leather outfit that would have been very uncomfortable in real life, but looked very flattering on her.

Finally, there she was on the topmost floor, having picked up several bags of gems, a slightly used invisibility cloak, and even an enchanted sword she had no idea how to use on the previous floors. Heart pounding, she pulled some lockpicks (which she also had no idea how to use, but the dream kind of glossed over that bit) out of a hidden pocket and fiddled with the large, imposing stone portal leading to, presumably, the sorceress' private quarters. After a bit, the lock made a satisfying click, and Sayako straightened up, hands on hips, feeling quite proud of herself.

She still had no idea what she was going to do once she was in, but in that particular dream kind of way, she didn't really notice that aspect. Pushing gently, she eased the large stone doors open just a little, putting her eye to the crack, as if it was possible to be sneaky when opening a gate twice your height.

What would she see, in the sorceress' quarters? She was anxious to find out.

How did a nightmare blend into a dream? Well, dreams are a gateway into the mind, so it's more like spacial awareness. Since she only needed to blend in well enough before her trap was sprung, she found all she really needed to do was have a look through Sayako's mind. And right now, she was... dungeoneering.

Her taking form as the sorceress she believed she was fighting made perfect sense.

Ninon adjusted her form and the surrounding area, the latter first. The tower's final room was adjusted to look like the center of a ritual area, with a throne raised behind the main area. Ancient sigils and artifacts lined the walls, as if this sorceress had been preparing something before being rudely interrupted.

Ninon herself adjusted her appearance only slightly, aside from turning into a human form. Longer hair, her mantle being slightly more flirtatious and seemingly alive. But she held no arrogance or obvious evil in her greeting to Sayoko. Rather, fierce eyes and a determined--if curious--expression crossed her face. She said nary a word, letting the lively, tentacle-esque strands off her mantle do the talking.

Was she fighting the sorceress? Sayako still had no idea why she was doing this, only that she was doing it, because it made perfect sense, in that doesn't-actually-make-any-sense-at-all-if-you-think-about-it kind of dream-ish way.

Well, either way, she was going inside. After all, if things went wrong, she could just turn back time. She could totally do that, if she made the effort. So, she pushed open the doors and slipped inside - half trying to be sneaky, half trying to be bold, entirely failing at both.

"Um..."

She couldn't help but feel like something was... off, in some barely noticeable way. But of course an evil sorceress' ritual chamber would feel off, right? It wasn't strange at all.

"...hi?" she tried.

Yup, definitely going to have to turn back time on this one.

Ninon would have thought someone in a dream world would have been more bold in her entry, but no one was always perfect in their dreams. At least it made things easier for her on what to say, so she said this:

"All of that intruding and swashbuckling, and that's all you have to say? I would have at least expected a challenge," Ninon played the part of a mildly annoyed sorceress, masking the latent arousal in her body. She was well aware that would change. But playing the part of a character made it easier (and a little more fun).

The twirling, tentacle-esque stands behind her readied themselves, almost in response to her own need.

"W - well-"

Maybe she had intended to challenge the sorceress, and maybe that had made sense at the time, but right now she was kind of... not very challenging. She was, of course, incredibly sexy and flexible and good at escaping traps! Just... not so much the whole vanquishing evil bit.

"If you want a challenge, I'm pretty good at cards?" she ventured. Her gaze was drawn to the twirling... stuff behind the sorceress. She might have a chance! Those things didn't look like they'd be very good at playing cards at all.

Ninon considered those words for a moment. While a good old game of cards didn't sound too bad, this risked her goal getting away from her. As far as Ninon was concerned, she was going to punish her indecision by making the first move.

"I'm afraid cards aren't to my liking," Ninon said. Her voice dropped, now tinged with a bit more excitement. "I prefer something a little more exciting." The tentacle-like ribbons would lunge toward Sayako, attempting to snatch her by the torso and catch her arms as well.

Perhaps it was because she forgot what kind of character she was supposed to be, or maybe she was just too fascinating by those ribbons to try and evade them, but Sayako didn't even try to get away until she was caught, and could only wiggle ineffectively.

"Hey!" she squeaked, but it wasn't too bad. Didn't hurt or anything. "Sooo... What kind of things do you think are... exciting?" she wondered, squirming. Being helpless was kind of exciting for her, she had to admit, but she wondered if that could really be all of it.

Rather, she was pretty sure it couldn't be all of it.

The tendrils felt warm and smooth, more like flesh than cloth. But they held fast like a vice and slithered tightly around Sayako's body. They fixed her arms close together behind her back but her thighs apart, locking them to a V-shape in midair. Only after this had been made did Ninon step closer.

The power of a nightmare would allow Ninon to manipulate everything in Sayako's dream in an instant, now that she had her captive. But instead, she drew closer, taking slow, leisurely steps until she was close enough to Sayako to practically breathe on her. A hand reached up to idly trace Sayako's curves. "I want to study what it's like to hold someone captive. After all, if you're so unfocused on goals, there's no way I can harm you with a little change, right? I think you might even find it rewarding..."

"W - well I would think it'd be like not having someone captive, except they can't move?"

Sayako squirmed as Ninon touched her. It felt kind of nice. So did the tendrils, really, gripping her tightly, but not enough to hurt - she did at least retain the flexibility she had dreamed up, and the position was no trouble at all.

"What kind of... change?" she wondered, finally relaxing, seeming to meekly accept her fate. Although, it seemed kind of obvious, in a way. Her head spun with strange fantasies, half forgotten dreams, shameful desires. Her cheeks heated, even her ears reddening as she looked at her captor. She couldn't help but feel like she was an open book, and completely at her reader's mercy.

She also couldn't help but feel even hotter at the thought.

It would be neat to see her squirm more, but Ninon didn't press. Some liked a more aggressive nightmare--or at least felt more pleasure from one--but she didn't get such a vibe from Sayako. No, aside from wriggling weakly, she didn't seem much for fighting her fate. No, her mind seemed to already realize that it was trapped in a little fantasy, and Ninon could prod its depths for ideas.

But why not start with something simple first? She pressed her curvaceous body against Sayako's. Warmth was already passing between the two of them, all while those tendrils could tease Sayako's side, just to keep her from getting too comfortable.

Fighting her fate might be more of a thing if her fate wasn't the kind of thing she had wet dreams about. Maybe she had issues. But that aside, as fates went, being tied up by a beautiful sorceress didn't seem like a particularly dire one so far. Especially when said sorceress was pressing up against her like that. Sayako nibbled on her lip and curled her toes, feeling her cheeks grow warmer - and the heat was spreading further below, too. She drew a deep breath, her chest rising and, almost as if by coincidence, pressing tighter against Ninon...

She did, however, begin to squirm when the tendrils teased her. That tickled! So she tried to shake them off, as ineffective as it may be, and giggled, rocking herself against Ninon. "H-hey! Cutitout!" she squealed.

Though she was suddenly keenly aware that if they went a little further to the front or back, she might squirm for entirely different reasons.

Oh! The subtle way Sayako was already rocking her hips told her everything she needed to know. Ninon was giving an impish smile as she seemed to consider something before speaking again.

"You're not doing a very good job of convincing me, my little intruder," she said, letting the tendrils start circling her breasts as the others binding her hands to her sides tightened. A further enforcement of just how helpless she was. "Maybe that was your wish all along, to be my plaything? I should warn you, though..." she kept speaking even as the tendrils began to poke at her nipples through her clothing if they could. "...I do like to study things, and that includes potential pets."

"M... maybe...?"

The answer was truthfully confused. Part of her thought she was probably supposed to resist and try to defeat the sorceress, since she was here. But other parts of her were feeling all tingly and bubbly from the treatment she was getting.

Sayako had dreamed herself a thin, tight leather outfit, which, to a waking person, might seem more like fetish gear than something actually useful. But dashing rogues in fantasy settings were all about the tight leather, right? So she saw nothing strange with it.

But since it was thin and tight, there was little getting in the way of those tendrils, and they would soon feel their efforts rewarded with two little bumps in the leather as Sayako's nipples stiffened under the attention - and a bit more wiggling as the sensations sweeping through her from their touch made her want to close her legs so she could rub her thighs together.

"Mmmmh." Being studied didn't sound so bad! Though she was a little iffy on the pet bit, and it did sound a bit sinister.

"You're... not into any of that mad science stuff, are you?"

She seemed to wake up a little for a moment, peering warily at her captor. As if there was anything she could do to protect herself now.

"Mmmn, in a way, anyone who seeks to understand their world through the scientific method is a scientist. And no person, human or beast, is immune to a bout of madness," Ninon waxed poetic with her answer, mostly for a bit of dramatic flare, but it didn't hurt to drag things out juuuuust a little bit. Sayako was going nowhere, and her control of her dream was absolute.

Then again, Ninon seemed to be answering a latent desire... if that was the reason this was easy, it was actually preferable!

"But I'm not the prototypical mad scientist, no," Ninon finally said as the sorceress. "Experiments and thoughtless application of testing your limits seems so droll." The tendrils tightened slightly in response to Sayako attempting to close her legs. And just to drive it home further, Ninon reached a hand to trail up her thighs, and rub against them slowly and surely. She would even feel between her legs.

"Me, I just like seeing how you react."

"Well I wasn't thinking about my limits or anything, more like weird zombie outbreaks and third arms and stuff."

And if those weren't on the menu, she was feeling better about this already. Her breath hitched as Ninon touched her thighs. Well, if she couldn't rub them together, that was even more welcome!

"Ah...!" A soft and quiet noise, but more than loud enough.

"I'm g... good at reacting!"

If that was something to be proud of? But she was sensitive and squirmed and gasped as Ninon's hands explored her legs - and yelped as those hands continued further up. Even a quick touch through her outfit felt all hot and electric down there. Her hips bucked, her body growing tense, then relaxing, and she let out an unsteady whimper.

Oh, those reactions were so lovely! Ninon felt happy just watching Sayako squirm, but this turned out to be even better than she imagined. To that end she began to work her fingers a little more deliberately.

"I see," Ninon said after a moment. "It almost feels like I'm doing you a favor. Since I'm doing so, maybe you could make it worth my while? What's in this for me?" It wasn't necessary, actually, but Ninon was interested in what Sayako might offer. No need to say she didn't care yet, right?

Sayako did her best to roll her hips against those fingers... or rather, her hips did their best, without asking the rest of her for permission. Her cheeks were hot and flushed, and as for her outfit, well, it was probably a good thing she'd never actually need to get around to washing it.

"Um... well..."

Ninon was standing really close to her, and touching her like this, and she was stuck. What else could she do? Sayako leaned down as much as she could, bent her neck a bit uncomfortably, and kissed the nape of Ninon's neck, then a little higher, her lips warm and eager.

"Stuff like that? Maybe?"

She was even more flushed as she pulled back, and grinning, her expression a little uncertain but perhaps hopeful.

[Open to everything; note that I'm playing him at 16 but can age him up to 18 if asked.]

[No fertile or incest.]

[ooc: open to some Bucky/Clint? ]

[Certainly! Whatever you got in mind]

[ Could be interesting to do a combo of D/s and Fetish could be fun for them, would you be down for top Bucky and maybe starting with them negotiating and assuming an established relationship? I don't mind writing the starter. ]

[Open to anything~]

[No incest. Something on the darker end of things could be fun.]

[Cross canon and canonmates welcome. ]

[ really interested in D/s with him being submissive ]

Gemma walked into the room, familiar with who Auggie was and his disability. "I understand you're here for my services." She began, sitting in the plush seat across from him. They were in her house and it would be far more casual than the dungeon she worked at, but she could still deliver.

She liked the idea that she could look him over with hungry eyes and he couldn't tell. It would never be used against her if she snuck a peek at his crotch too long, trying to size up what he had beneath those pants.

"What is it that you're looking for Mr. Anderson?"

One thing about being blind and in the CIA taught Auggie, it was when someone was most definitely checking him out. He let her have her fun for awhile, stretching his leather clad legs out in front of him, crossing his feet at the ankles.

"My eyes are up here," He said, a small upturn of his lips could be seen. "I'm told you're the best, I'd love to see if that statement is true."

Gemma had to chuckle when he called her out. He was good and she could appreciate that. He also seemed to have a sense of humor, which was a plus.

"You were told right then." She smirked. "So are you here for some punishment, Mr. Anderson, or some more sensual experiences? I can make you feel good in a number of ways, honey. You just gotta let me know what you like."

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