Kink Bingo: Poker (NSFW)
Squares: Fire and Ice
Warnings: Head games
Tags: M/f, Tez & Maria, bondage, blindfolds, branding
“Maria? Are you all right?” Tez asked, keeping his voice neutral, not ready to betray actual concern.
Maria still hung in the frame, hanging by her wrists from thick leather cuffs, her body swaying slightly as she kept her balance on the balls of her feet. Across her breasts dark bruises were already beginning to form from where he had whipped her, as Maria's beast-kin accelerated metabolism began to run through the healing process. He made a note in his head to make sure to put a hearty meal into her as soon as possible, to offset the metabolic price her body would pay.
“Maria...?” he asked again. Her eyes came back into focus, and she nodded slowly. “Good. Since you're responding so well, I think we may increase the stakes a bit.” He gave her his most unsettling smile, then padded away, gathering the materials for the next stage of the game. When he set the portable brazier in front of her, the tip of the fireplace poker resting in the center of the red hot coals, her eyes grew wide and she started to yank fiercely at her cuffs with all of her beast-kin strength. Sweat began to bead across her dark skin, as she shook her head in panic.
“Oh, you didn't think you were going to get out of this without a few permanent marks, did you?” he said, coolly. “This is my game now. You're just one of the pieces I get to play with.” To hide her pleading eyes, he grabbed her hair in one hand, fingers curling in her locks, forcing her head back as he buckled a think padded blindfold over her face. Then he picked up the poker out of the brazier, watching as she grew stock still while the heated tip traced itself over her body, barely an inch from her sweating skin.
Still, underneath all the mewling, gagged pleadings, she didn't hum her safeword. She trusted him.
Foolish.
She screamed into her gag, thrashing like a wild animal as he penetrated her. Not with the poker, but with two icy cold fingers that he'd dipped into the bucket of ice water he'd hidden behind her back, out of her line of sight. Her back arched, and her scream subsided into sobbing as she jerked and rode his fingers through the subsequent orgasm.
It was difficult to release her from the frame without having her simple drop to the ground like a sack of potatoes, but he managed it. As he unbuckled the cuffs, gag, and finally the blindfold from her, Maria leaned against him, gasping for breath.
“You.. You're a bastard....” she breathed, finally seeing the bucket and realizing what he'd done.
“This is not news, Maria....”
Warnings: Head games
Tags: M/f, Tez & Maria, bondage, blindfolds, branding
“Maria? Are you all right?” Tez asked, keeping his voice neutral, not ready to betray actual concern.
Maria still hung in the frame, hanging by her wrists from thick leather cuffs, her body swaying slightly as she kept her balance on the balls of her feet. Across her breasts dark bruises were already beginning to form from where he had whipped her, as Maria's beast-kin accelerated metabolism began to run through the healing process. He made a note in his head to make sure to put a hearty meal into her as soon as possible, to offset the metabolic price her body would pay.
“Maria...?” he asked again. Her eyes came back into focus, and she nodded slowly. “Good. Since you're responding so well, I think we may increase the stakes a bit.” He gave her his most unsettling smile, then padded away, gathering the materials for the next stage of the game. When he set the portable brazier in front of her, the tip of the fireplace poker resting in the center of the red hot coals, her eyes grew wide and she started to yank fiercely at her cuffs with all of her beast-kin strength. Sweat began to bead across her dark skin, as she shook her head in panic.
“Oh, you didn't think you were going to get out of this without a few permanent marks, did you?” he said, coolly. “This is my game now. You're just one of the pieces I get to play with.” To hide her pleading eyes, he grabbed her hair in one hand, fingers curling in her locks, forcing her head back as he buckled a think padded blindfold over her face. Then he picked up the poker out of the brazier, watching as she grew stock still while the heated tip traced itself over her body, barely an inch from her sweating skin.
Still, underneath all the mewling, gagged pleadings, she didn't hum her safeword. She trusted him.
Foolish.
She screamed into her gag, thrashing like a wild animal as he penetrated her. Not with the poker, but with two icy cold fingers that he'd dipped into the bucket of ice water he'd hidden behind her back, out of her line of sight. Her back arched, and her scream subsided into sobbing as she jerked and rode his fingers through the subsequent orgasm.
It was difficult to release her from the frame without having her simple drop to the ground like a sack of potatoes, but he managed it. As he unbuckled the cuffs, gag, and finally the blindfold from her, Maria leaned against him, gasping for breath.
“You.. You're a bastard....” she breathed, finally seeing the bucket and realizing what he'd done.
“This is not news, Maria....”