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TEST DRIVE MEME #39
Arrival
"Judgement has come upon you. God has deemed you worthy of Hell. But don't worry, it can still be undone," comes a soothing voice that echoes all around you. The voice promises comfort, hope even.
It may seem like a nightmare at first, despite all of that. Full of hellfire nipping at your skin and a sensation of being pulled down no matter how much you struggle or cry for help. Wretched, unseen hands pull at you, grip tight at your body, tighten on your throat, skeletal fingers grab at your face, slide in your mouth and jab at your eyes as they struggle for purchase. It feels like for a moment, they may snap your neck as they tug and pull. The more you resist, the more phantom hands are added to your struggling body.
It feels like they could tear you apart if you let them. The only thing to do is to let go and stop fighting.
And so you do.
Darkness and nothingness consumes you for a second, And it seems to linger for a long time. There is nothing at all. It must be lonely. But it won’t be forever.
Initially, everyone opens their eyes to a long, dark corridor made of stone. They find themselves in what appears to be a long queue with other sinners, palm bloody.
Characters find their bodies feel heavy and stiff, bruised with odd hand prints here and there that they received during their journey down below. A massive headache throbs behind their temples. They are urged forward to take a numbered ticket and wait their turn in the long line. As they're ushered forward through the corridor, their first stop will be to see Lilith, standing outside her office.
The woman in a smart suit and a friendly smile steps forward to greet sinners one by one. "I'm sorry for your rough landing. We've never gotten it quite as smooth as it was in the past. Please, let me see your hand--"
Once she has the sinner's hand, there's the warm, almost electric touch of magic that soothes away the aches and pains, heals the wound left behind on each sinner's palm. Lilith looks satisfied with her work and gives a nod. "There, all better. Please take your care package and continue on until you reach the stairs."
On their way out, sinners receive their 'package', a contract detailing all sins committed. If they look at the list closely enough they'll notice it's written with their blood. That explains the palm wound then. It's an old piece of parchment despite the freshly written letters upon it. They will also receive a slightly more modern smart phone. Think early generation Android and a pamphlet made by other sinners during their stay here with useful tips.
After that, sinners will be ushered on to a set of stairs where a guard waits. "Welcome to Penance," the demon says gruffly before motioning them on without an ounce of courtesy. "Don't hold up the line."
They seem to go on and wind forever, but eventually, they come upon what appears to be a lobby of a hotel. Once there, they will notice several shops and other areas around the front desk.
The demon at the front desk looks rather bored, but when sinners approach? He seems to snap to attention to offer whatever help they might need of him. He will at least direct to food or rooms to rest their wary bodies, or recommend sights to see around the hotel.
Stand Your Ground As memories return to those who lost them, the frigid temperatures only seem to grow worse. The cold bites into the skin of those who dare step outside, right down to the bone for those who dare to stay exposed long enough. The staff attempt to combat some of this by setting up a fire pit or two outside for sinners to gather around… there’s even stuff for s’mores! A bit out of season, true, but the local demons don’t seem to understand the difference. They just know humans love their fires and their melted marshmallows and their scary stories – which the library goblins have gathered outside to read to gathering crowds. Anyone who can tolerate the cold may settle around and listen to the animated little demons recount all the classic horror tales and some bedtime demonic tales (that may actually leave you unable to sleep for a bit, but ah well… what is a bit of Eldritch horror before bed?)
The TVs are once again safe for viewing and play a selection of local Hell TV and old shows from earth. Try not to be scammed by the local infomercials! Contrary to what they claim, they don’t really know how to keep blood from dripping down the walls from a pesky poltergeist or actually have that all-in-one torture device that will bring everyone to their knees!
After the unfortunate burning of all the pumpkin spice, the inventive cooks in the kitchen have opted to use real pumpkins and other gourds to spice up the local food and drinks. Have fun with that! Who doesn’t like a few raw pumpkin seeds in their coffee or sprinkled over their morning bagel? Additionally, the owner of Helluvacup has jumped into the season with brand new foam art that may… actually not be that great. But don’t let Bean the Hell rat hear! He will bite anyone who makes his master feel bad. It’s not all terrible art anyway… There are also little marshmallow rats and bats added liberally to menu items!
Be sure and appreciate the fact Bean will be in a new costume every day! Ranging from tiny vampire, to ghost, to witch, to perhaps local sinners who have caught his eye!
Not all is fun and games and cold though. The hotel seems disturbingly… not quite right. It flashes longer to a burnt out husk of a building, the incubi and succubi show as the hags they are, and Lucifer’s scars seem even more prominently displayed than usual. Not only that, but things move of their own accord, reflections in the mirror seem to do… strange things. There are also strange noises, whispers in ears that range from threats to pleading for help. It seems the hotel may be suffering from some poltergeist activity… ah, well. At least it’s not more rats or insects, right?
Additionally, even as the temperatures drop, there seem to be, slowly, a collection of skeleton birds growing. It starts with a couple that stick together, then a few outside in a group. They start to huddle their bony bodies together, collecting in the main hotel doorways, in front of windows, blocking these areas. When they see sinners, they follow after them (even into the hotel) giving light “caw” sounds on a most pitiful note.
The demons warn the sinners not to feed them, but bread is easily found in the kitchen, or made from the ingredients found there. It couldn’t hurt to give them a little? Where is the bread even going to go? They’re just bones.
Those that do feed the birds might hear a whispered, vague, “Thank you,” or “I appreciate you,” but certainly it was imagined.
Reach Up High
Prompt I: WARNINGS: torture, amputations, blood, mutilation, acid.
"Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. These are words from my Father's own book, preaching the ever so present importance of putting one's own worth below that of his fellow man. So very poetic, yes? And heroic. Only the truly good would be so selfless. Fortunately, I'm not asking you to kill yourselves here. Not exactly, at least," Lucifer's voice rings out within the sinner's heads, warm and coaxing as it ever is.
"No, I'm only asking that you practice the art of self-sacrifice for your fellow penitents. You'll find yourself in an unfavorable situation with only so many ways to escape or help each other."
'Unfavorable' or downright horrific. Those are one and the same, aren't they?
Sinners will notice that they have awakened to find themselves in a room, in any of the following positions:
Lucifer will explain the rules of each game to the guests and offer whatever reassurance that he can. As promised, all sinners will be healed after completing their tasks, whether they succeed or not. Even those who find their insides unfortunately exposed.
If guests turn on each other, they will additionally be punished with a sin from their list branded upon their skin and fail any sort of redemption offered this round.
Prompt II It isn’t all torment and torture! The hotel needs to be decorated for the upcoming season after all, and the demons are eagerly approaching guests to help! There will be pumpkin carving, decorating, etc. The staff will be eager to spread some holiday cheer that isn’t all gloom and doom for the old and new guests alike.
What do you do with all the waste? Well, the demons are additionally encouraging sinners to use them to make pies or roast the seeds.
Of course, those pesky poltergeists seem to be causing some of the more… unique Jack O’Lanterns to come alive and do some nipping at unsuspecting fingers and ankles. Staff will encourage sinners to destroy these nuisances or figure out a way to expel the spirit within it.
Follow Me Down
Prompt I WARNINGS: dub/non-con, aphrodisiacs, anonymous sex
Club Penance is getting into the upcoming spooky season with their take on a masquerade. In the general portion of the club, everyone is required to don a mask upon entering for their night of debauchery and drinking. Dances are to be done to various kinds of eerie music (and maybe a little Monster Mash if you wait around long enough). Staff will also be handing out various kinds of candy, It won’t even be drugged! (In the dance portion of the club, that is)
In the sex demon side? Not only are guests required to wear a typical mask, but also lingerie. There are hefty doses of aphrodisiacs waiting to greet those who enter the club that inspire adventurous activities and lower inhibitions. People will easily ignore that little voice in their heads that warns against the staff leading them to private rooms or the stages to put on shows with anonymous partners.
The catch? Sinners are not allowed to remove their masks until after both partners have reached climax. You may try, but the mask is enchanted to not be removed. That could prove to be quite a predicament for those just wanting to go back home.
Candy will also be offered, but will be heavily drugged. Some may contain the club special, Frenzy, and others may just contain potent aphrodisiacs. Others may contain other drugs ranging from mild to intense. Be careful what you eat!
Prompt II WARNINGS: Alcohol and drug abuse, potential non-con/dub-con
With all the sinners, new and old, the hotel bar will be lit up with activity. Drinks will be readily available, there's food in the kitchens if anyone wants to bother serving it, music will be blaring whenever there's electricity, and overall, there will be an energy to the atmosphere that's absolutely contagious. Even if you aren't typically inclined to linger at these sorts of events there may be be a certain pull to stay and have a bit of fun.
You might not get much of a chance to have that in Hell, after all. One drink won't hurt, right? Nor will one more after that, and after that. Ah, sweet gluttony. Why not have a pastry next? There's some delectable sweets available just a few steps away. More of a meat person? Like things salty? Fear not, it looks like someone graciously brought all sorts of snacks and foodstuffs from the kitchens to the bar as the night progresses. Indulge! You deserve it.
Similar to Club Penance, the bar also has every sort of drug available that might tickle your fancy and some you've never heard of. There's no harm in experimenting, is there? You're already in Hell. The staff will offer to show anyone how to use the drugs or give advice for what to try if you tell them what you want to experience. Shockingly, they won't lie! Their advice is good word its just you might not have been exactly prepared for it.
There's a stage and a karaoke machine for those feeling brave or just wanting to torture people with some sweet, sweet renditions of The Devil Went Down to Georgia.
There are tables set up for all sorts of gambling and various bar games to entertain yourself with. Since currency as most are familiar with it doesn't quite exist down here, most of the demons seem to be accepting bits of your soul or offers to do chores around the hotel. You may also get pulled into a fun game of strip poker against one of your fellow guests for a few succubi that are having a night out.
Relax and enjoy your night. Coming here and facing your sins is the hard part, so surely you deserve to have a little fun.
Wildcard/Misc. Don't see something you love but still want to get a feel for the game? Check out our extensive list of LOCATIONS and write up your very own prompt however you'd like to! You can also add a "NETWORK" post option to your TL for quick, easy, and fun interactions or sample threads.
Thanks for clicking on the TDM for the upcoming October app period! As always, potential appers and characters already in game are welcomed to jump right in. This TDM counts as an additional game event as well as game canon for those coming into the game. If you app and are accepted, TDM tags become game canon and can be used for AC! Please have fun and don't hesitate to ask any questions you might have down below.
If you have questions, comments, suggestions, etc., go here.
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It may seem like a nightmare at first, despite all of that. Full of hellfire nipping at your skin and a sensation of being pulled down no matter how much you struggle or cry for help. Wretched, unseen hands pull at you, grip tight at your body, tighten on your throat, skeletal fingers grab at your face, slide in your mouth and jab at your eyes as they struggle for purchase. It feels like for a moment, they may snap your neck as they tug and pull. The more you resist, the more phantom hands are added to your struggling body.
It feels like they could tear you apart if you let them. The only thing to do is to let go and stop fighting.
And so you do.
Darkness and nothingness consumes you for a second, And it seems to linger for a long time. There is nothing at all. It must be lonely. But it won’t be forever.
Initially, everyone opens their eyes to a long, dark corridor made of stone. They find themselves in what appears to be a long queue with other sinners, palm bloody.
Characters find their bodies feel heavy and stiff, bruised with odd hand prints here and there that they received during their journey down below. A massive headache throbs behind their temples. They are urged forward to take a numbered ticket and wait their turn in the long line. As they're ushered forward through the corridor, their first stop will be to see Lilith, standing outside her office.
The woman in a smart suit and a friendly smile steps forward to greet sinners one by one. "I'm sorry for your rough landing. We've never gotten it quite as smooth as it was in the past. Please, let me see your hand--"
Once she has the sinner's hand, there's the warm, almost electric touch of magic that soothes away the aches and pains, heals the wound left behind on each sinner's palm. Lilith looks satisfied with her work and gives a nod. "There, all better. Please take your care package and continue on until you reach the stairs."
On their way out, sinners receive their 'package', a contract detailing all sins committed. If they look at the list closely enough they'll notice it's written with their blood. That explains the palm wound then. It's an old piece of parchment despite the freshly written letters upon it. They will also receive a slightly more modern smart phone. Think early generation Android and a pamphlet made by other sinners during their stay here with useful tips.
After that, sinners will be ushered on to a set of stairs where a guard waits. "Welcome to Penance," the demon says gruffly before motioning them on without an ounce of courtesy. "Don't hold up the line."
They seem to go on and wind forever, but eventually, they come upon what appears to be a lobby of a hotel. Once there, they will notice several shops and other areas around the front desk.
The demon at the front desk looks rather bored, but when sinners approach? He seems to snap to attention to offer whatever help they might need of him. He will at least direct to food or rooms to rest their wary bodies, or recommend sights to see around the hotel.
Stand Your Ground As memories return to those who lost them, the frigid temperatures only seem to grow worse. The cold bites into the skin of those who dare step outside, right down to the bone for those who dare to stay exposed long enough. The staff attempt to combat some of this by setting up a fire pit or two outside for sinners to gather around… there’s even stuff for s’mores! A bit out of season, true, but the local demons don’t seem to understand the difference. They just know humans love their fires and their melted marshmallows and their scary stories – which the library goblins have gathered outside to read to gathering crowds. Anyone who can tolerate the cold may settle around and listen to the animated little demons recount all the classic horror tales and some bedtime demonic tales (that may actually leave you unable to sleep for a bit, but ah well… what is a bit of Eldritch horror before bed?)
The TVs are once again safe for viewing and play a selection of local Hell TV and old shows from earth. Try not to be scammed by the local infomercials! Contrary to what they claim, they don’t really know how to keep blood from dripping down the walls from a pesky poltergeist or actually have that all-in-one torture device that will bring everyone to their knees!
After the unfortunate burning of all the pumpkin spice, the inventive cooks in the kitchen have opted to use real pumpkins and other gourds to spice up the local food and drinks. Have fun with that! Who doesn’t like a few raw pumpkin seeds in their coffee or sprinkled over their morning bagel? Additionally, the owner of Helluvacup has jumped into the season with brand new foam art that may… actually not be that great. But don’t let Bean the Hell rat hear! He will bite anyone who makes his master feel bad. It’s not all terrible art anyway… There are also little marshmallow rats and bats added liberally to menu items!
Be sure and appreciate the fact Bean will be in a new costume every day! Ranging from tiny vampire, to ghost, to witch, to perhaps local sinners who have caught his eye!
Not all is fun and games and cold though. The hotel seems disturbingly… not quite right. It flashes longer to a burnt out husk of a building, the incubi and succubi show as the hags they are, and Lucifer’s scars seem even more prominently displayed than usual. Not only that, but things move of their own accord, reflections in the mirror seem to do… strange things. There are also strange noises, whispers in ears that range from threats to pleading for help. It seems the hotel may be suffering from some poltergeist activity… ah, well. At least it’s not more rats or insects, right?
Additionally, even as the temperatures drop, there seem to be, slowly, a collection of skeleton birds growing. It starts with a couple that stick together, then a few outside in a group. They start to huddle their bony bodies together, collecting in the main hotel doorways, in front of windows, blocking these areas. When they see sinners, they follow after them (even into the hotel) giving light “caw” sounds on a most pitiful note.
The demons warn the sinners not to feed them, but bread is easily found in the kitchen, or made from the ingredients found there. It couldn’t hurt to give them a little? Where is the bread even going to go? They’re just bones.
Those that do feed the birds might hear a whispered, vague, “Thank you,” or “I appreciate you,” but certainly it was imagined.
Reach Up High
Prompt I: WARNINGS: torture, amputations, blood, mutilation, acid.
"Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. These are words from my Father's own book, preaching the ever so present importance of putting one's own worth below that of his fellow man. So very poetic, yes? And heroic. Only the truly good would be so selfless. Fortunately, I'm not asking you to kill yourselves here. Not exactly, at least," Lucifer's voice rings out within the sinner's heads, warm and coaxing as it ever is.
"No, I'm only asking that you practice the art of self-sacrifice for your fellow penitents. You'll find yourself in an unfavorable situation with only so many ways to escape or help each other."
'Unfavorable' or downright horrific. Those are one and the same, aren't they?
Sinners will notice that they have awakened to find themselves in a room, in any of the following positions:
Spare a Pint - Awakening in a room with a box in the center of it, sinners find themselves wearing collars with a clock ticking down. They have fifteen minutes to place their hands inside the box that they'll learn is full of sharp objects ready to cut. They must spill a few pints of blood each, as it turns out. Once the time is up, if they haven't succeeded, spikes will pop out of the collar and embed in their necks. This will result in both participants nearly bleeding out. Any scarring will be permanent.
Spare a Limb - Sinners awaken to find themselves chained in a room, with an axe placed on a table just within reach. They have fifteen minutes to decide who loses a limb before their collars strangle them. The only way this won't happen is through genuine want to not see the other suffer. If one sinner removes the other's limb out of malice or need to save only themselves, they will find their collar tightening regardless. Any limbs will be returned after punishment.
Like An Angel - Suspended in the air, one sinner will find themselves outfitted with the most devilish device. Brackets have been connected to their ribcage and there are only fifteen minutes before the trap trips and rips open their chest. To save them, the other sinner must remove the key from a bowl of acid before the timer reaches zero. If they fail to do so, not only will the poor person bound experience excruciating pain, but the other will suddenly feel like their insides are twisting in on themselves. Sinners will be patched up afterwards, but the bound one will have a scar that remains on their chest as a reminder to both parties.
Lucifer will explain the rules of each game to the guests and offer whatever reassurance that he can. As promised, all sinners will be healed after completing their tasks, whether they succeed or not. Even those who find their insides unfortunately exposed.
If guests turn on each other, they will additionally be punished with a sin from their list branded upon their skin and fail any sort of redemption offered this round.
Prompt II It isn’t all torment and torture! The hotel needs to be decorated for the upcoming season after all, and the demons are eagerly approaching guests to help! There will be pumpkin carving, decorating, etc. The staff will be eager to spread some holiday cheer that isn’t all gloom and doom for the old and new guests alike.
What do you do with all the waste? Well, the demons are additionally encouraging sinners to use them to make pies or roast the seeds.
Of course, those pesky poltergeists seem to be causing some of the more… unique Jack O’Lanterns to come alive and do some nipping at unsuspecting fingers and ankles. Staff will encourage sinners to destroy these nuisances or figure out a way to expel the spirit within it.
Follow Me Down
Prompt I WARNINGS: dub/non-con, aphrodisiacs, anonymous sex
Club Penance is getting into the upcoming spooky season with their take on a masquerade. In the general portion of the club, everyone is required to don a mask upon entering for their night of debauchery and drinking. Dances are to be done to various kinds of eerie music (and maybe a little Monster Mash if you wait around long enough). Staff will also be handing out various kinds of candy, It won’t even be drugged! (In the dance portion of the club, that is)
In the sex demon side? Not only are guests required to wear a typical mask, but also lingerie. There are hefty doses of aphrodisiacs waiting to greet those who enter the club that inspire adventurous activities and lower inhibitions. People will easily ignore that little voice in their heads that warns against the staff leading them to private rooms or the stages to put on shows with anonymous partners.
The catch? Sinners are not allowed to remove their masks until after both partners have reached climax. You may try, but the mask is enchanted to not be removed. That could prove to be quite a predicament for those just wanting to go back home.
Candy will also be offered, but will be heavily drugged. Some may contain the club special, Frenzy, and others may just contain potent aphrodisiacs. Others may contain other drugs ranging from mild to intense. Be careful what you eat!
Prompt II WARNINGS: Alcohol and drug abuse, potential non-con/dub-con
With all the sinners, new and old, the hotel bar will be lit up with activity. Drinks will be readily available, there's food in the kitchens if anyone wants to bother serving it, music will be blaring whenever there's electricity, and overall, there will be an energy to the atmosphere that's absolutely contagious. Even if you aren't typically inclined to linger at these sorts of events there may be be a certain pull to stay and have a bit of fun.
You might not get much of a chance to have that in Hell, after all. One drink won't hurt, right? Nor will one more after that, and after that. Ah, sweet gluttony. Why not have a pastry next? There's some delectable sweets available just a few steps away. More of a meat person? Like things salty? Fear not, it looks like someone graciously brought all sorts of snacks and foodstuffs from the kitchens to the bar as the night progresses. Indulge! You deserve it.
Similar to Club Penance, the bar also has every sort of drug available that might tickle your fancy and some you've never heard of. There's no harm in experimenting, is there? You're already in Hell. The staff will offer to show anyone how to use the drugs or give advice for what to try if you tell them what you want to experience. Shockingly, they won't lie! Their advice is good word its just you might not have been exactly prepared for it.
There's a stage and a karaoke machine for those feeling brave or just wanting to torture people with some sweet, sweet renditions of The Devil Went Down to Georgia.
There are tables set up for all sorts of gambling and various bar games to entertain yourself with. Since currency as most are familiar with it doesn't quite exist down here, most of the demons seem to be accepting bits of your soul or offers to do chores around the hotel. You may also get pulled into a fun game of strip poker against one of your fellow guests for a few succubi that are having a night out.
Relax and enjoy your night. Coming here and facing your sins is the hard part, so surely you deserve to have a little fun.
Wildcard/Misc. Don't see something you love but still want to get a feel for the game? Check out our extensive list of LOCATIONS and write up your very own prompt however you'd like to! You can also add a "NETWORK" post option to your TL for quick, easy, and fun interactions or sample threads.
Thanks for clicking on the TDM for the upcoming October app period! As always, potential appers and characters already in game are welcomed to jump right in. This TDM counts as an additional game event as well as game canon for those coming into the game. If you app and are accepted, TDM tags become game canon and can be used for AC! Please have fun and don't hesitate to ask any questions you might have down below.
If you have questions, comments, suggestions, etc., go here.
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“Annie!” He’s almost wailing, her throat is so hot and tight. “Ahh, Annie!”
The psychological aspect is as intense as the physical aspect, knowing that she’s deliberately chosen to cut off her own air, to overrule her body’s instinct to choke. His hips are tense under her hands, he’s putting so much into not moving in case he injures her
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Annie bets she wrecked his ability to ask. She lets out a whine around his cock as she lewdly slumps up everything he has to give. She is aware that her lips will be a little wet and she feels drunk off his cock but that is fine.
She wants until she is sure that she has licked and suckled every drop of cum from his cock before she lets his cock slide from her lips. Annie is almost panting and can feel how wet her body is. If he shoved anything up into her passage right now Annie knows she would be wet enough to handle it. She doesn't think he will be doing that soon.
"You...you taste very good," Annie informs him shifting only to make sure her knees are comfortable. He can control her leash still and so Annie is being good even if she knows she can pull herself free anytime she wants.
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He’s blinking heavily under his mask, trying his best not to fall asleep.
“I…” Does he remember how to make words? “Thank you”
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Annie thought freeing him of his mask would happen after a climax. When she tries to tug his mask free and nothing happens, she gives a little huff.
"I think... I think there must be a trick to it. You got off. I thought you'd be free."
Annie doesn't realize she was supposed to climax too. She was too busy trying to get him to do filthy things to come up with a plan besides suck him until he is spent. She knows she is still horny but that doesn't usually make her brainless.
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“We both have to finish.” That’s right, he does owe her. He heaves himself up with a sigh - but at least from here he has a wonderful view of her front in that corset. He cups her chin (and how can such a small face swallow so much?) and leans in to kiss her languidly, to gauge how beside herself she is
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After a moment she breaks the kiss with a slight pant.
"Sorry. I... I just wanted to see your face so badly. I... wanted to see how you enjoyed yourself." She reaches to gently touch him, even if there is a faint tremor. She is so wound up by now. "I'm sorry for not being more careful."
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"You don't have to-" That phrasing's going to net him another apology, isn't it? She's in one of her begging submissive moods and he needs to meet her halfway. "Anne, stop apologising. Lie down on your back for me. Like a good girl."
He's already grabbing cushions to tuck under her hips to raise her up so he doesn't have to scoot down.
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"Okay." She rolls to settle on her back, shifting only so that her full weight isn't on the base of her tail. Her tail is just long enough that it can get in the way sometimes. When Annie figures out he is going to use pillows, she lifts herself to give him room to get them in place.
"That's.... not bad? Maybe that's how I can sleep on my back?"
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Even in his distraction he doesn’t ignore her needs. He brushes his fingers up her thighs and slides down to touch where the dental dam sticks.
“Let me ease you with my finger, love. I’ll give you your toy and then give you whatever love you desire.”
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"I.... you're going to open me up, then," she asks thinking she understands then gives a nod. "Please. I want to feel.... feel you touch me so badly. I've been a very good girl."
It occurs to her that he could use her tail on her. The idea is filthy and she loves it. She just wants to tell him when he has the toy in her. The buzz of it and her tail moving in her? Oh she will break and it will be lovely.
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He strokes her sphincter rhythmically, letting her get used to the sensation, letting her body know that it can relax, that it can let him in. He keeps crooning as he stokes her.
"You've put me to shame, my Annie. I never imagined you'd be able to relax your throat like that. I still haven't learnt the trick." His strokes are growing tighter, centring on her entrance, and as he keeps talking he pushes in slowly. "Every time you let me within you, you overwhelm me. How can any man hope to last with you? How can any man stand strong against the pleasure you bring?"
And she's so tight here as well. His eyes are hooding as works his finger in and out, swirling round, letting her loosen around him.
"The day you let me press all the way in here, my Annie, I am going to lose myself completely. You ruin me completely, you've made me forget I pride myself on my restraint."
She can take a second finger now, he thinks. He withdraws the first almost to the tip, taking the opportunity to pour on more lube, and presses back in, twisting his fingers slowly.
"It will be your choice, my love. If I ever lift your skirts and find you wearing a plug, I will know exactly where you want me to fuck you. Your wish is my command... would you like your toy now?"
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"I love hearing you talk like this... makes me wet and weak for what you do to me." Annie is not embarrassed by how dirty they both sound. Her sexy lover. Annie gives a whine of not exactly pleasure but there is a satisfaction at feeling filled. Two fingers is enough to have her almost press into L.L.
"Slowly," she stutters and withdraws her fi gers from her clitoris with a messy plopping sound.
She considers suckling her fingers but instead offers him the soaked fingers to luck if he wants. The idea in the back of her mind becomes a need.
"What... do you think of fucking me with my tail while... while you have me stuffed with that toy buzzing in my ass?" She licks her lips as she thinks about how full she will be. "It might break me a bit but.... that's half the fun. Make me dumb for anything but how good it feels being fucked by you."
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With a pop he lets her fingers go as he pulls his fingers from her gently and slicks up her toy. He's focused now completely on her prepared entrance, on the penetration he's about to perform. He's had a toy inside himself once and knows the intensity of the sensation, but he's never inserted one himself. His lips part as he slowly pushes the toy inside, concentrating on how she's responding to the pressure... and it's in.
He leans in and kisses her stomach.
"Good girl, my Annie. You're such a good girl for taking that all." It's not half as thick as his cock, but his cock isn't half as thick as some of the others he's encountered so far. He's hopeful she'll work up to taking him sooner rather than later.
He presses the button on the outside of the toy so it ripples to life inside of her. He's warm knowing how she feels, remembering how he felt in her situation, even when the toy wasn't pushing on his prostate, and he scoops up her tail and licks the end.
She's wet, so obviously ready to take something without any further preparation, but he still sucks her tail into his mouth and suckles, bobbing his head as he gets into making its end wet. It's a fantasy they can no longer enact after that Mirror Demon's many violations but it's one he can still imagine: a handsome man (maybe Suzaku? Maybe Kaiba? Someone who tastes good on his tongue) who he sucks to hardness as he teases Annie up with his fingers until she's writhing before sitting back and letting them fuck her in his place. What a beautiful sight that would be, his two beauties losing themselves in twin pleasure, Annie squealing as she's stretched out, his man groaning as he sheathes himself in completely, L.L getting to dive in between them to remind them of who they both really adored whenever he pleased. He can almost taste the precum on his tongue.
But it's only a fantasy and one he doesn't indulge in for two long, not with Annie spread before him. He pops her tail from his mouth, giving the end one last swipe, and smirks down on her.
"How much do you want this inside you now?"
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She needs to come so badly now. It almost hurts how good it feels to have the toy in her ass vibrating away. Annie would love nothing more than for him to fold her legs so that they are pressed against her shoulders and to be fucked silly by him or her own tail. They must look so pretty right now. One day, she wants him to fuck her in front of a group so they know how awesome he is at this.
"Oh god," she groans because her tail still makes her feel like she is being touched in her most intimate of places. He might as well be suckling on her clitoris for how good it feels. Annie gives the most wanting of moans, wondering if she should just have him stuff his cock into her while he sucks her tail off. No, he needs to recover before she begs for it. Maybe they can go back to her suite and he can help her out of this corset. The boning isn't exactly comfortable for long sessions of love making.
"I...I've tested myself. I can... take about seven inches before it gets so thick I ca... can't think," Annie murmurs giving him a dazed look. "I...I won't last long. I feel so good I might actually lose my mind. You're so good to me. My perfect boyfriend."
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When he looks back at her there's a new light shining in his eyes - an awe for the limits she's able to push herself to. He plants a last kiss on the tip of her tail and presses it in.
It's a strange sight to see something so alien yet obviously alive penetrate a woman. He pushes it into her, feeding it in deeper and deeper into her vagina, watching her entrance stretch out past his own thickness... god, if there was another slender-girthed man she wanted to sleep with, they'd both be able to fit in the same place...
He doesn't quite get it all the way to the seven inches, not wanting to press her too far when he can't feel how taut she is. He's got a lot in her though, and when he's filled her up he pulls it back again and pushes.
For her, for her writhing need, he sets up a hard pace, pounding into her like a man on the verge of ejaculating deep into her womb.
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"Please." The pace is perfect and Annie lets out a mindless moan of pleasure, enjoying how full she is. How good it feels to have him pumping her like he wants to fill her. Annie rolls her hips with his movements, letting out needy cries of pleasure as he tail fucks her.
"Feels... feels so good," Annie moans, then tilts herself towards him, groaning her need. "Please, L.L. Don't stop fucking me like... like this. Love you so much. Want to be... be yours."
She knows in her gut that she is his. His girlfriend and lover, but she is caught up in the realm of needing to be fucked. There is no way Annie will be walking straight after this.
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As he pumps into her with the tail in one fist, he deliberately slides his other fingers across her belly and down, brushing lightly on her contracting muscles, stroking through her hair, down until he can swirl a pair of fingertips round and round on her clit. His Annie deserves to break from too much pleasure.
"Let it all out, Annie, let everyone hear your voice. Don't hold back, my love."
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There is no way for him to feel her climax but her legs tremble and she thrashes against the pillows crying outafain. Annie would claw his back if they were wrapped around each other due to just how wild he is driving her. Instead he will get to see her legs shake the way they do when she is having a very strong climax as she cries out once more to the point her voice sounds hoarse from being too loud.
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He gently lets go of her, taking mercy on her clit and letting her pull her tail out at her own pace, instead reaching under her to turn off the toy. He leaves it in; it looks cute poking out of her along with her slackened tail... but that could just be his slowly swelling cock talking. He scoots round to her head and smiles down at her and her absolute exhaustion.
"That was magnificent, my Annie." And he's sure half the club heard her. He's as proud as he is embarrassed over that fact; it does wonders for the ego feeling like a sex god, but it does mean people will look at him and know he's had sex.
He gently tugs at her mask, hoping they've done enough for it to come off.
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"I... I can barely think," she groans her voice sounding like it hurt her to speak. Annie studies him then pulls at him seeking to kiss him.
"I love you... and I loved that," she murmurs happily and tries to snuggle up to him just a bit before frowning at Emily. She can guess that Emily wants them to clear out.
"Emily... if you give us a moment I'll... I'll let you rate the lingere I'm thinking of wearing for L.L.... you can even extract... payment from me "
Which given Annie has stamina may be a tiring payment for L.L's pretty blonde.
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“Five minutes, if you’re here before tomorrow noon.” Her smirk is far less charming without her glamour; she is still fundamentally a demon that wants to feed. She’s up with a little grunt and vanishes from the room before Annie can object.
L.L pulls off his mask as well. He’s flushed and his hair’s a mess, clinging to his sweaty cheeks and brow.
“You have secret lingerie?” That’s enough to make his cock perk fully upright. He leans down and kisses Annie’s sweet face. “I’d say be careful of Emily’s appetite… but you’d be able hold your own.”
What a sight she is. He strokes round her mouth with his thumb, clearing away that messy lipstick - then plucks her mask, dropping his beside her head. He settles there devil mask over his face, hoping that it won’t laugh as he grins.
“There! And now the revellers will know I have been claimed by you!” Under the mask he blushes. “I just hope we’re able to keep these clothes when we leave. This outfit suits me, don’t you think?”
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"A woman needs a few surprises... just in case," she flirts. Annie looks him over enjoying how flushed and sweaty he looks. She can feel sweat on her skin too in all sorts of places.
"I like it. You look nice like this... ready for a night of fun." Annie touches her collar and gives him a slight smile. "Can you unhitch the leash? I didn't want to pull on it.... frankly they fed me enough chocolate while dressing me up I would have ended up on stage without thinking it through if Emily hadn't snagged me for you."
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“You would have put everyone else to shame with your beauty.” And he’d have probably recognised her pleasured squeals even in his alcove.
She looks completely obscene. He looks completely obscene, here with his cock stretching translucent lace. He could snatch up a cushion to protect their dignity…
“I’m amazed at how quickly I’ve become used to strolling through orgies.” He stands, cock bobbing in his lingerie. It’s going to flap as he walks but he’s got a mask to give him a pretence at anonymity. “Were you not so spent I might have even…” would he have dared lead her to the stage? No, not unless they were both equally sober or equally drugged. He clears his throat and offers her his hand.
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"Another time," she murmurs, pushing herself up on her knees. She knows how sinful she looks flushed and sweaty still in the corset. She pushes up and makes sure the leash comes with her. Annie likes the idea of him getting to restrain her a bit again later.
"Mmm. But... maybe we should go get our clothes back?" She comes in close to allow herself to teasingly brush against him.
"I could wear the corset under my dress... and you could walk me back to my place..." She leans in closer to brush a lustful kiss against his lips. "And... warm me up? It's so cold out there."
It is only then that she properly slips her hand in his. His little minx.
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“I’ll lend you my coat for the walk.” He says, squeezing her hand as the innuendo flies past him. He pulls her with him, his dripping gorgeous prize, and they step back into the main club. If he’d been worried about being stared at he shouldn’t have worried - the crowd is caught up in the atmosphere and there were couples writhing everywhere. He keeps his gaze straight ahead as his erection slaps against his thighs with his shimmying, leading her out without interruption to the incubus waiting at the changing room.
“We’re ready to leave.”
The incubus ran his eye over them both, pointedly lingering at their crotches.
“You sure?”
“Very sure.” L.L answers airily. “We’re planning to cuddle for hours after the next round, it’ll be incredibly dull for you.”
The incubus wrinkles his nose at that and gestures them to their piles of clothes.
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CW: refrences to gaslighting, refrences to trauma
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