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Dreams and Awakening

Jan11

Ceinwen & Thorburn, Addergoole Year 9. Kinkmas warnings apply: this involves some rough handling.

Finished my card and then some, so using Random.org set to 400 and the communal cards

Sleeping/Unconscious
The darkness poked into all the corners, filling the room. Filling this school with shadows, nightmare creatures, dream-demons. But in the middle, she sat, wrapped around a great dark shadow, shining her light on it.

The light seemed to come out of her like a physical force, pressing out of her mouth, out of her eyes, out of her nether places like shafts, penetrating the shadowy places of her lover, pushing into his most private thoughts. She touched a nerve, and withdrew at the gasp, then pushed inside him again, sending the warmth of her light spilling inside his darkness.

Breathplay
Ceinwen woke suddenly from the strangest dream she’d had in a while, woke to find Thorburn on top of her, his hands around her throat, pressing down, his erection already sheathed inside of her, his eyes wild.

She gasped, but couldn’t get a sound out, choking against the pressure on her throat. He wasn’t even really awake yet, still lost in some nightmare – gods, in the dream she’d been having. In the shadows she’d penetrated. She tried again for words as she felt the skin around her eyes tighten, forced the golden light at him instead, as he thrust wildly.

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Kinkmas Bonus: Introduction, for @Rix_Scaedu

Jan6

More story of Fae Apoc, the Black House, for Rix’s request.

Introductions

Introductions
“A power that wants me Kept… by you,” she clarified. “It hasn’t done anything like this since I graduated.” Honesty compelled her to add, “but it seems to value safety over comfort.”

“Clearly.” He released her chin and ran a washcloth over her shoulders. “You will be mine, entirely mine. But I don’t think you will hate it.”

He could order her not to hate it. She waited, watching his face. Slowly, he smiled.

“You’ve learned, haven’t you? I can see it in your expression.”

“Yes, sir,” she agreed quietly.

“Good,” he smirked. “So, pretty, you are now Pretty oro’Gregori.”

She gulped. “Yes, sir.” Gregori.

“You’ve heard of me.” He seemed, she was pretty sure, pleased by this.

“Yes, sir.” Gregori. He looked so very benign, blue eyes, blonde hair, a sweet smile. This was the legendary Kraken? The Monster of the Seventh Cohort? She gulped. “You’ve Kept me before, sir. By proxy.”

“Aah?” He looked more and more intrigued. “Damaris or Speed?”

“Damaris’ Ackerley, sir. Master?”

“Interesting. I will want to know more about that, later. For now… What is your strongest skill?” His hands continued to trail over her as he spoke, calming her.

Strongest skill? “People, Master.”

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Kinkmas Bonus: Exposition, for @Rix_Scaedu

Jan4

More story of Fae Apoc, the Black House, for Rix’s request.

I could use someone to pick a communal card… or I can ran-generate one for me.

Exposition
Yaminah didn’t quite look at him. Her vision was still blurry from the drugs, and she wasn’t certain, either, that she dared. “How would you have me serve you, Master?” she asked, her voice feeling a little hollow to her ears. She belonged here. But would she survive it?

He took her chin in his hand, and studied her. “First, by always being honest with me when we are alone. Completely honest.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Secondly, by telling me what brings a former student of Addergoole prostrating herself at my door. Completely honestly, remember?”

Her mouth was suddenly dry as, with his question, the enormity of what she had done began to sink in. “My power, sir,” she said carefully, “tells me where I need to be. It told me I needed to be with you. For the next two years, it seems.”

“Interesting.” He didn’t sound pleased, but, held by the chin, she couldn’t flinch away. “Has it done this before?”

“I’m… not certain. I hadn’t Changed yet when I was caught before. But, considering the way my first year went, I’ve wondered if my power didn’t push me towards him.”

“Even more interesting. A power that wants you Kept.”

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Merry Kinkmas! Washing & Service, 2 stories of Fae Apoc for @Rix_scaedu

Jan3

From my card, center row, “i,” and top row, “i.” for a block of “center three, rows one and three” for Rix.
(the free square picked at random from [community profile] kink_bingo‘s communal cards100 words each, Fae Apoc

Content warnings: …slavery, drugs, confinement, humiliation….

Washing/Cleaning
She didn’t notice when the car stopped, until the sense of belonging heightened to an intoxicating level and the trunk opened. Even through her closed eyes, she could see the light.

“Tch,” her Master murmured. “You’ve gotten yourself all messy again.”

Gotten herself didn’t seem fair, considering she’d done what she was told, but she mumbled an apology around the pacifier anyway.

“Come on, pretty.” He lifted her out of the trunk in his arms and carried her, somewhere, somewhere right. It wasn’t until she felt warm water sloshing around her that he told her “you may open your eyes.”

Service
“You serve me now,” he told her, as he washed her.

“Yessir.”

“Do you understand how to serve?”

“Yes?”

“Good. Still, I will have to teach you how I expect to be served, won’t I?”

“Yessir.” His hands were tender and careful as he cleaned her, but his voice was implacable. What had her power gotten her into?

“Understand,” he murmured, “that there is this service, that you will do me, and then there is serving me as my Kept, and they are different things.”

“Yes?”

“It will not always be on your knees and naked that you attend me.”

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Merry Kinkmas! Tentacles & humiliation, 2 stories of Fae Apoc for @Rix_scaedu

Jan2

From my card, center row, “G” and “n.” for a block of “center three, rows one and three” for Rix. (the free square picked at random from [community profile] kink_bingo‘s communal cards

100 words each, Fae Apoc

Content warnings: …slavery, drugs, confinement, humiliation….

Tentacles
She groaned against the pacifier, her fingers brushing against herself. The sensation – that wasn’t numb, not at all – jolted through her. She writhed, shuddered, and tried to make enough noise, grunting, whimpering, as she moved her fingers in circles.

“That’s a good girl,” he murmured, sending a shock of pleasure through her. “Maybe a little help?”

“Mm?” Help?

“Here, feel this??”

Feel… “Mmm!” Something, something wrapping around her leg. A tentacle? It felt like it, strong and a bit wet. Then her other leg, forcing them apart. Around her wrists, binding them together. Inside her, slowly, fore and aft.

Humiliation (situational)
“That’s it,” he murmured, as the tentacles penetrated her, stretching her hymen but not tearing it, pressing inside her, pulling against her throat. “Keep your eyes closed, pretty. Keep the plug in your mouth, keep mewling for me.

She did. She didn’t have any choice, nor did she want to stop. She moaned in wanton pleasure, spurred on by the little whispers of praise. “Good girl. That’s my good pet. You’re a wanton little animal, aren’t you?”

Animal. The embarrassment, the degradation, was delicious and horrible. You belong here. You belong like this. Nothing more than a creature. His creature.

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Merry Kinkmas! Sensory Deprivation & Phonesex, 2 stories of Fae Apoc for @Rix_scaedu

Jan1

From my card, top row, “N” and “G.” for a block of “center three, rows one and three” for Rix. Still not sure how to get tentacles in here.

100 words each, Fae Apoc

Content warnings: …slavery, drugs, confinement….

Sensory Deprivation
As the car started moving, Yaminah sucked slowly on the pacifier, trying to calm down. The trunk was padded, comfortable, warm. It felt like a nest, like sinking slowly under water; even the feeling of the car starting and moving seemed muted.

Her lips were numb, and, slowly, it felt like everything else was going numb. The world was very warm, very dark, and surprisingly quiet. Her mind floated, set loose from its moorings. She was a balloon in the sky of life. She was a pea safe in her pod. She was right where she was supposed to be.

Phonesex / Epistolary
She floated, lost and perfectly nested all at once, until his voice murmured in her ear. “Are you there, my dear?”

“Don’t know,” she mumbled around the pacifier.

“Shh, it’s all right. Grunts and mewls are fine, pretty. Can you feel your fingers?”

She wriggled her fingers experimentally. There they were. They seemed so far away. “Mmn.”

“That’s it. Now… remember, always, that your pleasure comes at my command. Find your clit, beautiful.”

She grunted assent, as her hands moved light-years to find it.

“Do you like it, touching yourself?”

Another grunt. Yes.

“I want to hear you come, pretty.”

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Merry Kinkmas, a summary!

Jan1

I went on a New Year’s kink spree, hereby designated as Kinkmas, and offered to write 100 words for each square selected by the prompter from my card or a communal card.

So far I have written:

December Kink-Bingo Mini-Challenge – Line of Bingo Microfics  (here on LJ)

Mery Kinkmas, another mini-bingo  (here on LJ)

Merry Kinkmas, another 6 microkinkfics  (here on LJ)

Happy Kinkmas: “Virginity/Celebacy:” Rin & Girey  (here on LJ)

Merry Kinkmas! Possession/Marking, a story of Fae Apoc  (here on LJ)

Merry Kinkmas! Drugs/Aphrodisiacs, a story of Fae Apoc  (here on LJ)

Merry Kinkmas! Virginity/Celibacy a story of Fae Apoc  (here on LJ)

Merry Kinkmas! Wet, Dirty, Messy & Vehicular, 2 stories of Fae Apoc  (here on LJ)

Merry Kinkmas! The Pit, two stories of Space Accountant  (here on LJ)

Tentacles & humiliation (LJ)
Sense Dep & Phone Sex (LJ)

 Thanks to

[livejournal.com profile] rix_scaedu

 for creating this summary! 

 

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Merry Kinkmas – The Pit

Jan1

From my card, 17th and 21st blocks (random choice)

100 words each, Space Accountant

Content warnings: …slavery, drugs, dub-con touching, suffocation….

Breathplay
“There you go.” Genique didn’t know how long Edgarris had been gone, but he was suddenly back, pulling a hood over her head before she could stop him, zipping it shut over her face and buckling its collar tightly around her throat. The hood fit like a second skin, pressing against her cheeks, against her lips, against her eyes. She was engulfed in blackness, with nothing but the smell of leather oil in her nose.

She gasped, the collar pressing her windpipe as Edgarris used it to pull her to her feet. She gasped, fighting for air that wouldn’t come.

Begging
“Please,” she gasped, the hood eating the sound and forcing her lips shut. “eeesse…”

“First lesson of the Pit.” Edgarris’s mouth was right next to her ear, and yet she could barely hear him. “Everything, everything you get here, you must earn. Even air, pretty. Even a name. Even the right to speak. Do you understand?”

Even the right to speak. Light-headed and lost in the drugs, she still understood. She nodded mutely.

“Good.” He released the collar, dropping her to the floor. “Show me.”

She crawled towards where his feet must be, pressed her face to his toes. Please.

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Merry Kinkmas! Wet, Messy, Dirty & Vehicular, 2 stories of Fae Apoc for @Rix_scaedu

Jan1

From my card, right-most column, fourth & fifth row.

100 words each, Fae Apoc

Content warnings: …slavery, drugs, dub-con touching, confinement….

Wet, Messy, Dirty
Slave “I live to serve you.” Was it the drug or the bond making that feel so good?

“Yes, you do. And I will protect you. Follow.” His abrupt rise disoriented her, and, even on all fours, she stumbled. He walked slowly, giving her time to reorient, but getting four limbs straightened out took all her attention; she was in some sort of tile pit and being hosed down before she knew what hit her.

The water was cold, like little knives all over her skin, forcing its way into her most intimate places in wet violation, horrible and wonderful

Vehicular
She found herself following him again, down endless hard tile floors, until the floor changed to concrete and he took her by the arm, pulling her up.

“Stand.”

They were in a large garage, behind a large car, the trunk popped. He was laying a blanket down in the trunk… Yaminah shook her head. No, no …

“Please, no.”

“We’re going to take a little trip. In.”

Whimpering, terrified, she climbed into the trunk, mortification doubling her terror as he pushed a pacifier between her lips. “Relax. There’s more… sedative… in that.” The trunk closed on her, shivering, relaxed. Trapped.

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