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overbox2024-05-22 05:56 pm
ordainedbarkeep) wrote in overbox2024-05-22 05:56 pm
Never Ever (open RP post)
This is some kind of place between places. A land where anyone can meet anyone else, and friendships can form between people who would never have reason to meet each other.
At the moment, it's the resting place for the Laughing Toadstool, the bar that Iren owns and runs. Don't think about it too hard.
The place is closed for business tonight, as a more private gathering is occurring. At Iren's urging, the furniture has arranged itself into a rough circle of seating. In the center of the seating area is a snack table covered with various bits of finger food which Iren, being the priestess of the god of hospitality, spent all day making herself. It's all delicious. There is also an open bar for those who want a drink, alcoholic or otherwise. The seats are an eclectic collection of couches and stools and chairs and cushions and blankets. The whole setup is really very cozy and intimate.
A chalkboard has been propped up along the edge of the seating area, on which the rules of the game have been written:
STRIP NEVER HAVE I EVER
1: Each of us take turns listing something we have never done with the phrasing "Never Have I Ever _____".
2: If someone lists something they have never done and you HAVE done it, you must take off an article of clothing.
3: Socks, shoes, earrings, and other items that come in pairs must be taken off in pairs. No taking off one sock at a time.
4: We keep playing until everyone is naked (or we get bored).
5: Don't feel limited to only taking one turn, if things feel like they're slowing down too much.
6: There are a few spare beds upstairs, should anyone need them, for whatever reason. =)
No one who is invited to this gathering is a stranger to everyone else (If nothing else, feel free to assume you have met Iren before.). No one was forced to come against their will. Everyone was aware that this would involve naked people. Everyone invited is an adult. Iren prides herself as a hostess, and has gone to great efforts to ensure that only people who are actually interested in such an event were invited.
IN SHORT: Let's learn a little thing or two about each other while getting sexy in here.
At the moment, it's the resting place for the Laughing Toadstool, the bar that Iren owns and runs. Don't think about it too hard.
The place is closed for business tonight, as a more private gathering is occurring. At Iren's urging, the furniture has arranged itself into a rough circle of seating. In the center of the seating area is a snack table covered with various bits of finger food which Iren, being the priestess of the god of hospitality, spent all day making herself. It's all delicious. There is also an open bar for those who want a drink, alcoholic or otherwise. The seats are an eclectic collection of couches and stools and chairs and cushions and blankets. The whole setup is really very cozy and intimate.
A chalkboard has been propped up along the edge of the seating area, on which the rules of the game have been written:
1: Each of us take turns listing something we have never done with the phrasing "Never Have I Ever _____".
2: If someone lists something they have never done and you HAVE done it, you must take off an article of clothing.
3: Socks, shoes, earrings, and other items that come in pairs must be taken off in pairs. No taking off one sock at a time.
4: We keep playing until everyone is naked (or we get bored).
5: Don't feel limited to only taking one turn, if things feel like they're slowing down too much.
6: There are a few spare beds upstairs, should anyone need them, for whatever reason. =)
No one who is invited to this gathering is a stranger to everyone else (If nothing else, feel free to assume you have met Iren before.). No one was forced to come against their will. Everyone was aware that this would involve naked people. Everyone invited is an adult. Iren prides herself as a hostess, and has gone to great efforts to ensure that only people who are actually interested in such an event were invited.
IN SHORT: Let's learn a little thing or two about each other while getting sexy in here.
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[OK, that's definitely more than 2 hands on AIOS, and they are not being gentle. How did Sunrise even get the momentum to spank her with her ass up against the wall? Before she can ask, the bigger woman's lips are pressing into hers.]
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[She doesn't know how to act to this- This is a surprise, to say the least. She's frantically trying to look around, to figure out all these extra hands... But she doesn't know what to do.]
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Arms hooked under the smaller girl's thighs, she carries her off to a semi-private corner to deliver her punishment.]
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[Maybe claiming to be a god was a mistake. She doesn't know. There's no data. She can't figure out what to do. She can't even resist, because more than code, in her artificial heart, there's a rule fundamental to who she is: She does not want to ever harm a human.
Instead, she almost goes limp at the kiss. Something about this feels hot, heady, going straight to her head. She's being moved... but AIOS is still fully clothed.]
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AIOS's form-fitting outfit might save her from having her other holes penetrated, but it's not much of an impediment to toying with her eminently squeezable tits, thighs, and ass - the latter gets special attention, Sunrise using her very own flesh arm to harshly spank the little self-professed god over and over again now that she has her in a more exposed position.]
Are you ready to reconsider your attitude toward others yet, little miss god?
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She twists and writhes under Sunrise's hands, gasping and squeaking under each spank- It's not like her outfit really offered any protection from such physical means, as she never intended to need that. Her entire body was soft, and could easily be felt through even the harder fabric of her shorts.
She's struggling, but not well.]
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[She flips the diminutive AI face-down over her knee, giving herself an ideal angle to wind up and spank her harder, with the occasional supplemental telekinetic strike making it impossible to fully anticipate the timing. At the same time, mind-hands squeeze and tug at her tits almost as if trying to milk her, all while the invisible cock forces its way deeper into her. It seems to have no base, pushing more and more length into her and flexing as needed like a tentacle using her throat.]
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The noises eventually change to a choked whimper. She's trying to closer her legs, fold her knees, make it impossible to strike her, but she can't move well. Creating a wall or something takes more focus than she has right now. But that spanking is stirring up something...
... For that matter, what's going on with her breasts? They feel hot. Something about this feels strange. But she likes it. It feels... good. Why? What's with this? What's this woman doing to her?
She remains helpless in Sunrise's many hands.]
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Before AIOS can get used to the impact of her spanking, other sensations join in the mix, first at her ass where the most focused punishment is targeted, then starting to manifest at her tits, thighs, and random points across her body. Electric shocks, heat from tiny conjured flames and dripping wax, icy cold.]
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She's trying to pull away, to retreat from the cock, but she can't move, especially not with Sunrise holding her down. She goes limp, all but whimpering.]
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Are you ready to be a good girl for me?
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... Something shivers inside her. Good girl. Be a good girl. The feeling on her breasts. The shocks. Everything is strange, she doesn't understand, how is any of this possible, what's wrong with her, what's going on?
She looks like she might cry, even.]
What was any of that...?
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[She doesn't seem interested in explaining further.
At some point during all that, she's grown a cock between her legs. A real, flesh one, which, given AIOS's positioning, is prodding at her belly at the moment.]
If you've learned it, get on your knees and suck like a good little slut. Show me you know your place now.
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[She's got the bluster, but it's empty now. Meek, almost. Even as she eyes that member prodding her...]
I- I know my place! It's above humans! Especially ones like you! I'm the great AIOS...
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I'll ask one more time. Are you ready to be a good girl, or do you need another round of punishment? I won't be as gentle if I have to repeat myself.
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Whatever you were expecting, Sunrise. Was it for AIOS to start crying?]
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[.... yeah.]
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[Yeah, she definitely has some hangups about gods from her mortal days.]