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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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[Without hesitance or second thought, almost forgetting the situation he was in he looks towards Binghe, though through the mirror, locking eye contact and saying quite firmly:]

You are not wicked.

[The original was ruthless, and did many blackened things, but, his path had been a series of torture to point him towards that darkness. It was why he had been annoyed. Binghe had been tortured for chapters and chapters, pushed down the path of a blackened hero, using force and might everywhere, but, was never given a single break! Yes he was scared of him, yes he didn't know what he might do to him, but, despite all of that, he did not think of him as wicked.

But, this declaration was called short pretty quickly as he was grabbed in such an intimate area and threatened with the frightening wax! He can't help but look down in the mirror, exposed in such a way was terrible! And yet... arousing....

HE DID NOT WANT SOMETHING STRANGE TO WAKE UP INSIDE OF HIM!

The anxiety of the uncertainty of whether the wax would fall to such a place was destroying him, but the adrenalin did other things he would never have expected! He could hear himself openly gasping and moaning and it was like he was possessed! Who was this? Who's voice was this? It can't be his!]

[ The words make his heart freeze for a moment, and he doesn't fully understand why. But his practiced motions don't pause for an instant as he continues to work Shen Qingqiu's cock for a little while longer.

Then Luo Binghe pauses and slowly lets go of the erection. ]

You make such lovely noises, Shizun. They might even be almost as good as your screams.

Let me know if you're reaching the edge. We don't want you going over too early.

[ At which point he takes the candle and lets the accumulated melted wax drip onto Shen Qingqiu's chest in one single stream. He leaves that for a second to admire him in the mirror, before resuming stroking him. ]

[At the mention of screams he went cold, but the contrast of his genuine fear and memory of that moment peaked his anxiety, however, it mixing in with his arousal was a terrible moment. It was as if he did not know how to feel. Especially when the hand stopped and let go. Keeping him in limbo and with more wax. He was starting to think he would be kept in this perpetual state for as long as he could stay conscious.

His breath was heavy and his eyes were wet. It was all already quite more than he was used to, and it was all simply touch!]

It's going to hurt....

[Keeping him like that will definitely hurt! He would rather just have to go multiple rounds than have to be stuck in one prolonged one.]

Of course it's going to hurt. Why would I waste having Shizun at my mercy by letting him off easily?

But you know, the longer you give your best attention to a woman, the easier it is for her to handle you inside of her. Shizun, do you think it will be the same for you? If I work you to the very edge, will you be nice and loose for me when I enter you?

[ After asking the question, his stroking picks up in pace briefly, but then returns to its former teasing slowness. ]

[He wanted to cry, he could feel the edge approach and then it stops and eases back. In fact, he was certain he was crying. At least, his eyes were wet and there was a sob in the back of his throat.]

I am not self-lubricating, don't even try.

[He's not a woman!

But he really couldn't help himself from whimpering a little now. Don't tease him so terribly he is pretty sure he isn't into orgasm denial!]

I'm aware. I have an oil prepared to help with that, when it's time.

[ But it's not time yet. It's time for Luo Binghe to continue to watch the ethereal cultivator he had grown up admiring so, who had betrayed him at every opportunity and tossed him into almost certain death, tied up and unable to stop Luo Binghe from teasing him with the promises of agony and orgasm side by side. Shen Qingqiu looks almost as beautiful as a woman, with those tears in his eyes and that flush on his skin, and the way he trembles in Luo Binghe's hold. The size of his pillar pales in comparison to Luo Binghe's even when the former is erect and the latter is limp, but it's hot and it reacts as he strokes it while the candle looms threateningly. ]

Do you want to feel me inside you, Shizun?

He knew he was being baited, he's supposed to beg or something else demeaning and indecent. But, no matter what he doesn't bet. Instead, he bit his lip slightly, because... well, he did! But, saying so was just... it was embarrassing to say that. He didn't want to. He didn't want to be forced.

But, it was true. He really did ache for it, which, was also a bit new, or at least fairly rare.

In the end after a bit of indecision and struggle he nodded.]

Yes.

[ It's enough for Luo Binghe. He slowly lets go of Shen Qingqiu's erection and presses a kiss to his jaw. ]

Then I'll do that for you, Shizun. And you...

[ Though his tone of voice doesn't change, his loving, indulgent smile gets an edge to it. ]

... will hold this for me.

[ With his free hand he shifts Shen Qingqiu so his thighs are together, and then Luo Binghe places the candle between them. It's not close enough to his body that it will drip onto his erection, unless it tips over. But it will drip warm wax onto sensitive inner thighs, and Luo Binghe has no intention of taking it away again before it does so. ]

Watch me, and don't drop it.

[ The tone doesn't make it sound like a threat, but it's definitely a threat.

He makes sure to make eye contact with Shen Qingqiu in the mirror, to ensure that he's watching, before Luo Binghe pulls back and turns away. He kneels on the bed behind Shen Qingqiu, back to him, and slowly begins to remove his robes. Seductively but with little flourish, he undoes each layer one at a time and lets the fabric fall to form a pool on and around his legs. When just the innermost robe remains, he glances over his shoulder towards the mirror to make sure Shen Qingqiu is still watching. ]

[Cruel! Mean! Demon! This position was hard, and to hold it, and to watch, he wanted to cry, but he was already embarrassingly teary as it was. He wanted to keep an eye on the candle, desperately afraid of when it's wax would drip down on him, but, he was too afraid to not keep his eyes glued onto Binghe, and he had to admit that it was quite the show. Bing-ge was a skilled man in the art of seduction and sexual teasing. But then he had many lovers and many good teachers.

...

This teacher hear was a terrible one for such things.

And really, he would never have thought such things could stir his heart in such a way. But, here he was, watching through a mirror, about to be burned at any moment, tied up and trying to sit awkwardly and not tip over, feeling incredibly desperate as the most beautiful man he has ever seen slowly strips.

Heaven strike this fool down for his crimes.

Who was morally bankrupt? HE WAS!

His soul was crying, he could feel the blood, maybe even drooling a little of it, who knew, he didn't know, he couldn't look to check, if he did, he might lose his arm.

AND HE WAS STILL HARD AND EXCITED IN THIS MOMENT! WHAT WAS WRONG WITH HIM!?]

[ When Shen Qingqiu is, indeed, still watching him, Luo Binghe gives a satisfied noise and turns away again. The last of his robes falls away, revealing perfectly smooth skin and a back sculpted into peak physical form by years and years of training and struggle combined with unparalleled natural lineage.

One thing he's mindful of is not displaying his chest so easily, the skin that's smooth there as well, unmarred by whatever injury it was that the other Luo Binghe held onto so desperately. He sinks to a sitting position behind Shen Qingqiu to move all of his clothes aside, leaving him in just the collar that all attempts to remove before had failed. He's taking a bit longer deliberately, hoping to let that candle wax drip onto Shen Qingqiu's thighs. ]

Shizun.

[ He reaches to the side and slips his fingers into the vessel of warmed oil before turning back around, though he keeps his own chest obscured behind Shen Qingqiu's body from his view in the mirror. ]

Are you ready?

[ Luo Binghe shifts into a slightly better position behind him in preparation. ]

[He could be an oblivious man, and an unobservant man, but even he could tell that there was avoidance at showing where a scar should be. It almost made him hyper-aware of his current crime. But what was he to do? He had needs too! He was week to them! He wasn't a saint!]

Ye-ES!

[He squeaked the last part of his reply as wax dropped down on his thigh from the candles precarious position. Release him from this! Let him go! He's already accepting so much, this was too hard holding it up.]

[ Luo Binghe pauses at the sound, almost as if he'd forgotten that the candle was there in the first place. But then he laughs. It's soft, lighthearted, almost innocent-sounding in how cheerful it is in tone. But there's no mistaking the way that it was brought about by the sound of Shen Qingqiu in pain, or at least discomfort. ]

Perhaps I will ask Shizun to hold this again later.

[ It might be considered a mercy that he finally reaches around and takes the candle from between Shen Qingqiu's thighs to set it aside. He doesn't give Shen Qingqiu a moment of pause before he pulls him back slightly onto Luo Binghe's waiting lap, his thighs positioned to prop his body up enough that Luo Binghe can easily access where he needs. In one smooth motion, he reaches between them and between Shen Qingqiu's parted legs to slide a finger inside, slick with a warm, slippery substance. ]

[Fuck you!

It wasn't funny!

But before he can dwell on being mildly upset, because to be honest it really was mostly a mild thing at the moment. Though his emotions were seesawing between terror and extreme arousal. That was... not a thing he really expected to experience any time in his life... Still, before he could dwell too long he was pulled into Binghe's lap and a finger went to enter that place inside. He was far from a virgin in such things at this point, and though his experiences ranged from bad to mediocre to... did not want to try that again, he did release a small sound at the entry. Mostly because of the build up, and the slowness of such a simple finger. It wasn't just bending him over and slathering him down to be split in two three seconds later.]

Shizun is already so relaxed down here.

[ Luo Binghe presses his finger deeper until it's all the way in, and there's no difficulty whatsoever. Maybe he should expect that from the man who is the other Luo Binghe's only wife, who must regularly be experiencing what it's like to have such a large shape inside of him. Or maybe men and women do behave the same in this aspect, ready to handle more when they've been properly attended to first.

He adds a second finger, and then a third. That's what he stays with for now, slowly moving them in and out, every so often pulling them out entirely so he can apply more oil to his fingers before resuming. After all, Shen Qingqiu is not a woman, and this will only be as slippery as Luo Binghe makes it. And Luo Binghe has no qualms about using what might almost feel like an excessive amount of lubrication, enough to make even just his fingers sliding in and out give off wet squelching noises. ]

Don't worry, Shizun. I'll make certain there's no issues.

[ Of course, the "issue" might be just how good this feels, given how much he's already teased Shen Qingqiu and the fact that the man doesn't have a good way to touch himself for any sort of relief... ]

[The squelching noises were terrible. He hated them. They were embarrassing and made him want to die. But, there was nothing he could do, and he was already pretty embarrassed by everything to this point that there was no longer a way to look even more so. Instead, he closed his eyes and grimaced a little. He forgot for a moment about the threat to his arm.

But, he had to admit, the abundance of lubricant was good, it wasn't just trying to get to three as quickly as possible and then bam! It let him get comfortable, it let the sensations linger.

And he was really really dying being restricted and tied up the way he was. He made a pitiful whine as need and desire simply grew more and more without a single outlet.

Torture! A total S! A TOTAL S!]

Is it not good for Shizun?

[ The concern in his voice is entirely faked. He knows what that whining was about; he knows how frustrated a man could get when aroused without relief.

It makes him want to draw this out even longer.

Luo Binghe knows how large he is, so when he next brings his fingers back in for adding more oil, he slips a fourth in to join as well. ]

I won't put it in until Shizun is completely ready. You only need to concern yourself with relaxing. Please bear with it, Shizun. I'm certain you're able to handle this much.

[ And he won't be touching Shen Qingqiu's own arousal again until he's inside of him. ]

[Don't give him that! He knows there is no real care!

He felt that fourth finger, a bit on the uncomfortable end, but given a chance to adjust, and with the lubricant easier to try and relax around. He coukd say this, it was better preparation than he had ever experienced.

But it was also so drawn out that he wanted to die.

Instead of just putting up with it untill specific areas were hit and he started to feel aroused, or trying to get through the rather overwhelming instance of being drugged, this was a prolonged torture and keeling him just shy of a climax and it was agonizing!

Agonizing and embaressing as he reacted in ways he never thought he would. Terrible panting interspersed with moans that should have allowed his soul to up and escape his flesh!

He wasnt sure when he started rocking into Binghe as much as his restricted body would allow, but at some point he had!]

[ When Shen Qingqiu starts to move back onto his hand, Luo Binghe picks up the same rhythm. Slowly, carefully, but in tune with Shen Qingqiu's motions, using it to push deeper when he presses in.

Even if Shen Qingqiu lacks the female charm that Luo Binghe's own wives possess, there is certainly something appealing about the noises he's making. Luo Binghe slides his fingers out one last time and with his other hand, turns Shen Qingqiu's head to catch his lips in a kiss. Even as he does so, his hand doesn't still. He reaches into the vessel and takes a good handful of the remaining oil, and while his mouth is occupied with solidly kissing and claiming Shen Qingqiu's, his fingers spread the warm and slick substance along his sizeable shaft.

He continues the kiss until he's sufficiently lubricated, and only pulls back at that point. ]

Now stay relaxed, Shizun.

[ He grips Shen Qingqiu's hips and pulls his whole body back. Luo Binghe doesn't give him any choice but to take Luo Binghe inside of him as he's dragged closer and closer, down around and enveloping that erection until it's sheathed in its entirety. ]

[Big! It was uncomfortable, it was always a little uncomfortable. But, he didn't feel like he was ripping or bleeding, which was an incredible plus with all things considered. But it wasn't quite a relief, it was an action that took him closer to that edge, had his eyes water, and perhaps if he was anyone else he might beg.

But he doesn't beg.

Ever.

Instead, he was more or less quiet except for his near panting and small moans. Things he would rather not produce, but came unwillingly regardless.]

How is it? Was the preparation sufficient?

[ But he's bedded enough women to know what those noises mean. Even if Shen Qingqiu doesn't say anything, Luo Binghe knows the difference between someone who's uncomfortable but adjusting and someone who's in pain.

He reaches around in front of Shen Qingqiu and lets his fingers ghost over the man's hard shaft, a gentle tease to keep him frustrated. ]

I won't move until you're ready. Take your time.

[ He settles his hand on Shen Qingqiu's thigh, so very close to touching his aching part more yet staying just out of contact. ]

[He didn't think he would relax around it, but he did. After a little bit he seemed to get used to it being there. He had never really thought about how just sitting there for a moment with it, sort of made it... almost forgettable. Well, not forgettable, but less... invasive? At least when it wasn't moving.

However, he wanted it to move. He wanted to be touched. He was being teased too much! And the need made him try and move as much as he could on his own.]

Does that mean you're ready, Shizun?

[ He asks it as if he isn't very aware that Shen Qingqiu is far more than ready.

Luo Binghe takes Shen Qingqiu's hips in his hands and lift his whole body to start to pull him off of Luo Binghe's cock. When he's about halfway out he pauses, then reverses direction to pull him back down. Halfway out and in again, back and forth slowly, drawing this out longer while also getting Shen Qingqiu used to the motions. Luo Binghe has a demon protagonist's stamina and a stallion protagonist's control, after all. He can take as long as he wants to. ]

[This was different. Being lifted up and down, at such a slow pace, his helplessness was reinforced.]

You already know the answer.

[Don't ask such an obvious question! He knows he's being tormented.]

Just because I know the answer does not mean I can't ask the question. Hearing you respond is the fun part.

[ He leans in and presses a slow kiss to the back of one of Shen Qingqiu's shoulder blades, then turns his attention back to their reflections in the mirror. ]

Watch, Shizun. Look at how easily you're handling it.

[ With the angles as they are, from where the two of them are sitting, it's easy to see Luo Binghe's erection beneath Shen Qingqiu when his body is lifted far enough up, only for it to disappear again when it's lowered down.

Of course, there's much more visible than that as well: all of Shen Qingqiu's front is equally on display. ]

[He did not want to look, but he was too scared not to after he was being told to do so. Seeing such a thing so exposed and open, the act of being penetrated on full display, and his own erection throbbing in full center... he wanted to die.

He wanted to die!

The embarrassment that surged through him caused his entire body to tense. He did not want to look! He can't look at this!

And yet, unable to look away, the entire thing just made his situation worse.

He really was becoming quite twisted right now. Being forced out of his comfort zone in such a way was turning him on and it was not something he wanted to know or experience!]

Overly ready... this one is already too ready.

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