Sounds of Getting BENT
Title: Sounds of getting BENT
Pairings: Not really
Appropriate Ratings: R
Warnings: Not really. It's a BDS&M play party, and this is what I heard.
Disclaimers: None
Short Summary: What I heard at a play party.
Word Count: 121 (As per MS Wordcount)
Disclaimer: This work is entirely fictional, any resemblance to anyone in whole or in part in anyway is entirely coincidental and not intentional on behalf of the author in any way.
Cross Posted To: My IJ
Sitting at the door, Creed playing a soft accompaniment to a man’s grunts and howls as pain, as a heavy flogger is applied with precise force to his nude back.
Listening to the multiple scenes finding a matching tempo, strikes and slaps echoing through the room
I feel moisture dribble down between my thighs as those tied and chained to various equipment struggle and cry out. Curses and promises filling the room. Bare handed spanking joins in on a lovely counterpoint to the other scenes.
Screams and groans reach a crescendo, and the scenes come to a mutual halt.
The play goes on.
Rabid growls erupt from a struggling submissive that break down into sobs of release, completion and contentment.
Silence.
Pairings: Not really
Appropriate Ratings: R
Warnings: Not really. It's a BDS&M play party, and this is what I heard.
Disclaimers: None
Short Summary: What I heard at a play party.
Word Count: 121 (As per MS Wordcount)
Disclaimer: This work is entirely fictional, any resemblance to anyone in whole or in part in anyway is entirely coincidental and not intentional on behalf of the author in any way.
Cross Posted To: My IJ
Sitting at the door, Creed playing a soft accompaniment to a man’s grunts and howls as pain, as a heavy flogger is applied with precise force to his nude back.
Listening to the multiple scenes finding a matching tempo, strikes and slaps echoing through the room
I feel moisture dribble down between my thighs as those tied and chained to various equipment struggle and cry out. Curses and promises filling the room. Bare handed spanking joins in on a lovely counterpoint to the other scenes.
Screams and groans reach a crescendo, and the scenes come to a mutual halt.
The play goes on.
Rabid growls erupt from a struggling submissive that break down into sobs of release, completion and contentment.
Silence.