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TDM 002

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( 1 ) Around mid-morning, a message from the Augur appears on bracelets all across the city. "New organisms discovered. Domestication in progress."

The wark of a chocobo rises up from the outskirts of the city. Several more join in, forming a charming chorus. And, strangely, this is when new arrivals begin to show up.

Beamed in one at a time, scanned en masse, they are processed just as the first wave was. There's one major difference: whereas the old guard was given their bracelets and ushered into the City, the new folks are also given... collars.

Buckled, snapped, or otherwise fastened around their necks, a variety of colorful collars with some rather unusual novelty pet tags. (These are just a few suggestions. The typical “If found, please return to ____” is also very much acceptable.)

"You are new organisms. Domestication in progress. Compatible Eros energy will complete domestication."

No matter how hard they try, characters cannot take the collars off by themselves. They need a partner's help - but not just anyone will do. It very well might be the first person they find, or it might take several tries.

The robots grow bolder as the day grows on, targeting characters who aren't new, as well.

"Y̶o̶u̴ ̸a̷r̸e̷ ̵o̵r̵g̶a̴n̷i̷s̶m̸s̶.̶ ̶D̷o̶m̴e̴s̶t̶i̶c̵a̸t̶i̸o̴n̸ ̷i̵n̸ ̴p̸r̶o̵g̷r̵e̷s̵s̷."

Their antics die down by nightfall, but for the next day or two, the occasional malfunctioning 'bot may accost someone in the street, so stay on your toes!

( 2 ) An abandoned racetrack lights up the night. That's right: place your bets, folks, because these birds are about to run around a track while robots sell synthetic, overpriced aphro-popcorn.

...Did you say priced?

That’s right! If you participated in the orgy earlier this month, you'll find you have a stash of credits accessible in your app.

You've fucked money back into the world, so why not waste it?

(Opportunities to earn credits will come up periodically and won't always be sexual in nature, so don't worry if your character wouldn't have any yet.)

And if you don't have credits to bet with, why not get creative?

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[Of course you are! How else would you claim and keep 613 wives! Don't rub that in his face, he doesn't need that reminder!

Especially when he thought about the last thing he did....

But, he can't say he has come to dislike them. Just... he can't say he was overly interested in them in the first place. Well, maybe it was the complicated aspect of involving other people.

...

Don't judge him! Relationships and human interaction are hard! Though he was quite wanting now and willing and... it was just embarrassing trying to talk about this sort of thing, and his card really was trash!]

If you wish you can look at it. Since this master is unable to, you will have to activate it.

[Since he could not easily move or reach his hand, the wrist device would have to be accessed and his A5 card brought up for him.]

[ He pauses, gaze drifting to Shen Qingqiu's hand and bracelet as the overly-wide smile finally fades to something more realistic.

Luo Binghe's grip finally loosens and he brings Shen Qingqiu's hand back down, though he continues to hold onto it so it can't reach up again. With his other hand he activates the device, just as he was instructed when he arrived, and goes through the list. When he notices the mark on one square, an eyebrow quirks up and he glances at Shen Qingqiu. ]

Hands and fingers?

[Don't ask him about that! Don't make him acknowledge it happened! He had little control over the situation!]

A few days after this master arrived there was a celebration, manipulative music, drugged food, and drink, matters were inescapable.

Inescapable... [ Luo Binghe's smile regains its edge. A dimension that so thoroughly encourages intimate encounters... truly does sound like a place he will enjoy claiming as his own. ] So even Shizun was enticed into doing something that he didn't wish to.

[ He studies the card for some time longer, then his gaze slowly lifts towards Shen Qingqiu once again. The edge hasn't left his expression. ]

Shall I keep you in a cage? Or perhaps bound by a shackle, perhaps around your waist... Shizun, did you know that you look very appealing when tied up? I'm certain we could manage such a thing.

[Was a desire for bondage just something innate!?]

No.

[No bondage! No one gets to have it! No thank you!]

Are there not other things that suit better?

[His fear was slowly easing, though it would probably never quite go away as long as he was looked at in such menacing ways. But... it seemed, like all things, the longer he was around, the less he worried. Instead his expression was soft, a little embarrassed, a little guilty. He knew what he was suggesting, and he already knew the outcome of their encounter. Though his mood when he first saw him, not knowing who he was, was quite different from his mood now, it still equated to the same thing.

Being pinned down like this was somehow not so bad if it was his own curiosity and piqued interest or the work of the none stop drugged food was anyone's guess. But, right now, he was ready to try and play the game and have a back and forth.]

Though, this master can't stop you from doing what you really want.

There could be others. We could see how beautiful Shizun's skin looks when dotted with melted wax. Perhaps Shizun would like to return to the outside, where we can find someone to watch the two of us engage in acts. Or perhaps we could locate a mirror, and Shizun could see himself overwhelmed with pleasure.

In fact, why not do all of these things? If I'm to do as I wish with Shizun, why wouldn't I do everything possible?

[Being in public sounded mortifying, wax sounded like it would hurt, a mirror sounded painfully embaressing. He had an excuse for each one and why they were impossible. He tried to imagine each one, trying to picture ways they might not be so bad, but each one ended in something mortifying.

He felt too shy!

Normally he would protest and Binghe woukd do what he wanted anyway. But... Binghe woukd never hurt him, Bing-ge... had no reason not to hurt him.

After an overly long time of staring off to the side, working through different expressions as he tried to come to a conclusion he looked back up feeling embaressed.]

May this master make a request?

[Of course he coukd just lie to him.]

Edited 2020-06-23 03:10 (UTC)

[ He can tell that Shen Qingqiu is uncomfortable, and he relishes the thought. It's the only reason that he lets him have as long a pause as he does. His smile remains indulgent when Shen Qingqiu finally speaks up again. ]

Shizun may make any request he wants.

[ Now if Luo Binghe will listen to said request is a very, very different question. ]

[He could make a request, but would it be followed? He already had issues getting straight and proper answers from Bing-mei, he doubted Bing-ge would be obliging. But, what did he have to lose? His situation wasn't going to change, and he didn't feel like fighting.

He hadn't wanted to fight before, it was just... he couldn't watch them hurt each other like that. It was too sad.]

The amount of pain involved... can it be minimal....

[Just because he had a resilient immortal body didn't mean he wanted to play around in such a way.]

Shizun... [ Luo Binghe's voice is nearly a purr. ] I've already removed two of your limbs. Are you really so afraid of this level of pain after that? Perhaps you need some perspective.

[ His hand on Shen Qingqiu's wrist tightens again, and his other drifts to casually rest on his shoulder. ]

[The uncertain terror rises up inside him again. He remembers clearly what it felt like to have one arm ripped off and it had been terrible. It had been his punishment for failure and running out of points. The experience of the original goods....]

As you can see this master's limbs are here....

[He knows you are smart, he knows you understand there are differences. Even in that moment you recognized he was different.]

They are. How fortunate, that this Shen Qingqiu can regrow them. That means we can both have our fun.

[ His hand drifts from the shoulder to Shen Qingqiu's neck, and then a single finger traces down to where his robes close on his chest. ]

Shizun, where does one acquire supplies in this place?

They were never really lost in the first place.

[Please do not do that! He doesn't want to go through punishment again! He does not want to die! He is not going to participate in guro and snuff!

For a moment he had to think about what was meant as supplies, but then the context straightened itself out. Of course, such things would be needed.... He wasn't really sure though. He hadn't looked.]

Perhaps it can be requested, the robots- ah... the mannequi- puppets, will oblige to needs to further their agenda. The forest also has plants... useful for such activities of renewed vigor.

[ Luo Binghe quietly listens as Shen Qingqiu cycles through several words before landing on the one that has Luo Binghe actually making the connection he needs to understand what Shen Qingqiu is referring to. He briefly presses his lips together for a moment, considering, then his grin returns. ]

Stay here, and I will return soon.

[ He's gambling on Shen Qingqiu indeed being needy enough to remain in place. But really, it's fine if he flees. Luo Binghe has chased down Shen Qingqiu before, and the chase was part of the fun.

But he pulls himself up from the bed, and without so much as a glance back, turns and leaves the room.

Should Shen Qingqiu remain, Luo Binghe returns about ten minutes later with a low, seductive, ]

Come here, Shizun.

He was indeed needy enough to stay. Also, despite his fear and uncertainty about the original all encompassing protagonist so affectionately hailed Bing-ge, there was a part of him that did want to see him more. It was not as if he disliked the original character, he just did not want to be killed! The original goods definitely deserved it, at least mostly. But he was hoping the unmatched intelligence of Binghe would help in understanding the vast potential of alternate universes. He was not that man! Please don't hurt him....

Still several times he wondered why he was staying here, in this dingy room, waiting so patiently. Of course if he ran he woukd be hunted down probably, and he would definitely meet a bad end!

When Bing-ge finally returned he was sitting up and took a moment to decide if he woukd go over like some sort of obedient dog. The answer was no. But, he would get up graciously on his own, and maybe walk over of his own volition.

Yes! He was only doing this because he wanted to!]

Edited 2020-06-24 22:12 (UTC)

[ Luo Binghe takes hold of Shen Qingqiu's hand, his touch deceptively gentle considering its purpose of providing a point of capture should Shen Qingqiu try to run at this point.

He leads him down the hallway and into another room on the same floor. This one has a similar layout, with a similarly hard bed, but the furnishings beyond that are very different. There's a disproportionately large mirror where a headboard would normally be. Several candles are placed in different locations around the bed, already lit, almost inviting in their warmth if one ignores the purpose they've been assembled for. And of course, several lengths of robe in a luxurious red have been prepared, though they are a distinctly different hue from the Immortal-Binding Cables of their respective similar worlds. There are a few other items as well, most notably a small vessel of oil being warmed by its own candle.

Luo Binghe's hand immediately tightens and he pulls Shen Qingqiu against him, back to front, so they can both take in the sight of the room together as he murmurs into his ear. ]

What does Shizun think? This disciple apologizes for the meager arrangements, but I assure you I will do my best in spite of the circumstances.

[He hates it!

Well, not quite, but, he could imagine what all of these things were for and he couldn't help but feel mildly uncomfortable and the desire to say 'no!'.

At the sight of the oil he couldn't help but realize the missed opportunity at simply obtaining something more modern, and water-soluble. But, it wasn't as if he wasn't used to this, and... well, he had to admit quite a lot of tasteful effort was put in. Well, the mirror wasn't tasteful. He already wanted to die looking at it.

You are as creative and masterful as expected

[The power of the golden halo protagonist! Too resourceful!

He did not struggle, or even hesitate really, clearly his tone and expression were attempting to say one thing while the rest of him the other! He even felt so forward and bold to pull Bing-ge's hand closer.]

[ Luo Binghe places his lips on the shell of Shen Qingqiu's ear in a kiss. Then he kisses his lobe, then continues lower, down the side of his neck and to the edge of his robe. They've been in a similar position to this before, and Luo Binghe continues to expertly lavish attention on the skin under his lips as his hands deftly begin to divest the man in front of him of belt and robes. ]

The skill difference really was quite apparent! Though, he can see where Binghe- Bing-mei, could reach a point of being this smooth. His improvement already was leaps and bounds beyond what he would have assumed just be reading those hard core RPS fan fictions. Though, with some reflection, he wondered how he had ever been so fooled at that time. It really was far too smooth!

Perhaps it was because they had not really... done anything... properly at that time....

Well, either way, it was skilled and he could not deny how he was heating up faster than he expected. Though, to be quite fair, he was already on a warm setting, thank you drugged hell hole.

But, he wasn't done yet. He wasn't going to sit back and be done like some... wife!

So, with a forwardness he usually did not indulge in, perhaps a part of him was feeling guilty that he was not offering this rare UR+ prize to Bing-mei, but lucky Bing-ge gets to win the the gatcha draw! He drew the hand he had pulled closer towards him, and as Binghe began disrobing him, and not ruining it, such a nice thing not to worry about, he brought the mans fingers towards him and decided to kiss them. And as he did, he started to suck on them. He wasn't completely passive!

[ He fantasizes briefly about pushing those fingers in further, deeper than Shen Qingnqiu wants to take them until he's choking. But no, that isn't for now. Instead he responds with gentle, coaxing touches, rubbing Shen Qingqiu's tongue slowly. He plays with him with the same attention he'd give that tongue if they were kissing, and it were his own tongue in that mouth instead.

He continues to remove those robes layer by layer, until Shen Qingqiu is completely bare before him. He lets his hand rest on Shen Qingqiu's stomach, just shy of reaching more intimate places, and places one more slow kiss on his shoulder. ]

Shizun...

[ There's warmth in his voice, the warmth of someone who has made a life skill out of deception. It's a hollow warmth, but by appearances it burns as bright as any flame. ]

Let's enjoy ourselves together, Shizun.

[ With that, he's nudging him towards the bed. ]

He really can't take being called that, doing this and being called that! Not to mention, he was not really your shizun! Your shizun was an asshole and did nothing but make the wrong choices! He deserved what he got!

Being completely undressed was still embarrassing, being so exposed and on display to be so easily seen. Part of him wanted to cry 'don't look!' but there wasn't a point. Instead, he let himself focus on Binghe's fingers, playing with them the way he was being played with. Letting the heat rise as his actions stepped a little over his comfort zone.

But then, he did want it, this stupid place made him want a lot of things with few methods of putting them out of mind!]

Please stop saying that.

[But his words weren't harsh, more tired than anything, and he let himself be nudged to the bed.]

If you're not a wife, then you're Shizun.

[ After all, the name "Shen Qingqiu" comes with so many unpleasant connotations that Luo Binghe won't use that as something endearing. Absolutely not.

He sits Shen Qingqiu on the bed and sits beside him, picking up one of the bundles of rope. Luo Binghe carefully, gently gathers Shen Qingqiu's hair together and drapes it over his shoulder, getting it as out of the way as possible. Then he starts to get to work.

He places the rope around the back of Shen Qingqiu's neck and drapes it forward over his shoulders, then loosely wraps it under his armpits and around his arms several times in spirals down both sides. When he reaches his wrists, he gently guides Shen Qingqiu to hold them together behind his back. He wraps the ropes around both wrists, securing them together and tying a knot to hold. ]

Shizun, let me know if it feels too tight.

[Don't remind him of his crimes!

But, he didn't have a better thing to use. He would just have to live with this terrible connotation!

He was rather surprised with how gentle he was being, it almost bade the idea of being tied up less... uncompelling.

He was quite sure that Bingh-mei would just wrap them around his torso after tackling him over in over-eager excitement.

Even the offer that he could say something was quite... reassuring. Still, the idea of being restricted like this, made to be helpless and vulnerable was... rather scary and very embarrassing. especially since he was naked! But, they were not immortal binding coils, and if he really needed or wanted to could break them with some spiritual power.]

It is fine.

[In fact the ropes were rather soft... where had he found such things!? Though, given everything, of course they would be for such a thing....]

[ With the reassurance, Luo Binghe continues. He threads the ends through the rope at the back of Shen Qingqiu's neck, then runs them back and forth between that point and some of the loops on Shen Qingqiu's lower and upper arms, making the tie that much more secure. He ties it off properly, then takes a moment to admire his work. ]

Shizun...

[ He leans in a little and takes Shen Qingqiu's chin in hand, then turns his head so he can lean in for another kiss.

He can decide whether to tie up Shen Qingqiu any further after a brief distraction. ]

[There was a part of him that still wanted to cry 'No! Done! No way!' but while his soul was definitely squirming to escape his physical body and his blood gurgled in his throat there was no ignoring the heat growing everywhere, especially in that one place that was really quite troublesome!

Was this what it was like to be horny all the time? Is this what Binghe suffered on a daily basis? His heart almost went out to such a tragic difficult thing. Perhaps he should have had more care for such a plight.

But the difference is he was being drugged by voyeuristic porn mechanic robots!

And, since there was not much to do about it all, he might as well not fight it at this point, and though he was definitely a terrible person for giving into this.... if he had to give in... Binghe... Binghe was Binghe, even if he wasn't Bing-mei. And he could hate himself later when the desires subsided and he was left with nothing but cold shame.

He was also still feeling quite adamant that he could kiss perfectly well at the right time, so did return the kiss with vigor, or, at least, as much vigor as he could manage, the type that came with a man trying to prove himself to a hypothetical audience that was booing him from afar.]

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