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taken from a prompt on rpanons

TRAPPED TOGETHER
a fuck or die smut meme
a fuck or die smut meme
You don't remember falling asleep, but now you're waking up, and it's nowhere familiar. The room is white from top to bottom, clean and sterile. There is no visible door or other means of escape. Fluorescent lights embedded in the ceiling provide the only light.
The room is mostly empty, but not entirely. A large monitor sits recessed into the wall opposite you. A chest of drawers sits on the wall to your left, and a closet in the wall to your right. You are sitting on a large, white bed, and you are not alone. Do you know this person? Are they a friend, an enemy, a lover? Or are they a complete stranger, someone you've never met before in your life. There is a strange collar around their neck, and with a start, you realize you have one on around your throat as well. Try as you might, you cannot remove it.
Whatever the case, the person you are stuck with is awakening as well, but before you two have time to so much as introduce yourselves, the monitor comes to life, and text appears on the screen.
YOU'RE FINALLY AWAKE.
THE GAMES WILL NOW BEGIN.
DO AS YOU ARE TOLD AND YOU WILL LEAVE ALIVE.
ONCE WE'RE DONE WITH YOU, THAT IS.
IGNORE YOUR ORDERS AND DIE.
DO NOT ATTEMPT TO CHEAT. WE WILL KNOW.
AND PLEASE, TRY TO HAVE FUN.
The room is mostly empty, but not entirely. A large monitor sits recessed into the wall opposite you. A chest of drawers sits on the wall to your left, and a closet in the wall to your right. You are sitting on a large, white bed, and you are not alone. Do you know this person? Are they a friend, an enemy, a lover? Or are they a complete stranger, someone you've never met before in your life. There is a strange collar around their neck, and with a start, you realize you have one on around your throat as well. Try as you might, you cannot remove it.
Whatever the case, the person you are stuck with is awakening as well, but before you two have time to so much as introduce yourselves, the monitor comes to life, and text appears on the screen.
YOU'RE FINALLY AWAKE.
THE GAMES WILL NOW BEGIN.
DO AS YOU ARE TOLD AND YOU WILL LEAVE ALIVE.
ONCE WE'RE DONE WITH YOU, THAT IS.
IGNORE YOUR ORDERS AND DIE.
DO NOT ATTEMPT TO CHEAT. WE WILL KNOW.
AND PLEASE, TRY TO HAVE FUN.
The message remains for a minute, just to make sure you both have time to read it, before fading away. Moments later, your first orders appear. Ignore them, and your collars will begin to constrict until you comply. Finish, and new orders will eventually appear. Between the chest of drawers and the closet beside the bed, everything you need is provided to you to perform, including toys, tools, special medications of various effects, and even food and drink.
Is your collar getting tighter? Better get busy. Remember, they're watching.
HOW TO PLAY
Is your collar getting tighter? Better get busy. Remember, they're watching.
HOW TO PLAY
- Comment with your character information and preferences in the subject, as usual.
- OOC communication is extremely important in this meme, the orders your characters are given are determined between the two of you. They can be tame, or they can be extreme. Plan out what you want to play ahead of time, or surprise each other, just get a feel for what each of you want! Leaving a kinks list and/or an example of what kind of orders you like in your comment is a terrific idea.
- Keep on going as long as you please! If you really want, your characters can escape after a single smooch, or they can be going at it all day long.
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Ok let's do this
His handler had ordered him here. This was a test, as far as he knew.
Matt Murdock was just waking up on the bed beside him, wearing the same type of collar as the Soldier. They wanted to see if Murdock would be willing to follow their orders, no matter how far they went, and on the man he'd shown some fondness for thus far. They needed to know he could do what he was told- this wasn't the same as sending him off on dangerous missions, but it was still an assessment of his willingness to go along with his orders.
They had to know that Matt wasn't too soft for the job he was seeking.
The Soldier had no opinion on being used for this matter. He simply sat there, calmly waiting for the other man to open his eyes. There was a piece of paper in front of him in braille that would explain the situation. A voice through the loud speaker would take care of the rest. ]
no subject
Finally, he opens his eyes and sits up slowly, feeling a little disoriented from whatever they used to knock him out. One hand goes immediately to the collar around his neck, its presence already starting to irritate. ]
What's going on? [ A sweep of his other hand discovers the written instructions, but the only thing they really tell him is that he isn't being imprisoned for punishment. Or if he is, it's a bizarrely creative one. ] What does this mean? What 'games'?
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Listen.
[ There's a monitor in the room, through which he knows they're being watched. It's also where all the instructions will remain in writing, just in case the Soldier needs to offer a reminder. Or... just to make sure he's paying attention. Who really knows? ]
Are you both awake? Good. You can start by undressing. [ Easy first instructions. He rises to his feet and starts removing each article of clothing without hesitation. This test is for Matt, not him. The asset already knows how to obey without questioning. ]
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[ The Soldier doesn't seem to be very interested in explanations, which could either mean he knows and has orders not to tell, or that he has no idea and doesn't care. It's not as though he doesn't have a lifetime of experience at this, up against Matt's few months.
He hears the soft buzzing of the intercom before the voice speaks. The orders aren't anything too bad, although Matt does experience some anxious frustration at not being able to remove the collar with the rest of his clothes. That definitely gives him some suspicions about its purpose, none of them very pleasant. His nakedness increases that anxiety, and takes some deep breaths to calm himself. That, he figures, is probably exactly the point. ]
I guess I don't need to say when I'm done. [ Even if the high-pitched whine hadn't given away the monitor, he's not stupid enough to think they aren't being watched. ]