3323: The Video Camera - see entry
Here is day seven.
Today's doll is a steampunk doll.
TITLE: The Video Camera
PERPETRATOR: WhereTheBerriesBloom
SUE-O-METER:
(toxic)
COVER/BANNER ART: It is a clip of their avatar. I think it is supposed to be Bellatrix and Hermione, but I could be wrong.
SUMMARY:”Lesbian Themes, Requested by addictedtobuffyhpfanfic. Enjoy :) Hermione X Luna X Ginny X Minerva X Cho X Fleur X Gabrielle X Padma X Parvati X Pansy X Lavender X Tonks. Pure smut and PWP. ”
FULL NAME: See summary...
SPECIES: lesbians... no, bisexuals...
HAIR: n/a
EYES: n/a
MARKINGS: n/a
POSSESSIONS: n/a
CONNECTION TO CANON: Beyond having the canon characters? Nothing. It's PWP.
ORIGIN: The characters decide to start a “club” so they can maintain sexual pleasure.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: All the characters have high sexual drives that need to be satisfied.
NOTES: While it is possible to argue that this type of behavior is in character for one character, it is not possible to argue that this type of behavior is possible for this many characters. However... you could possibly do this kind of story for a character that it is in character for, but you would have to use a lot of OCs in the story. But then you could likely say it is original work instead.
SAMPLE:
Muggle inventions being introduced into the wizerding world was part of the new integration programs that Harry had introduced as Minister of Magic, Hermione never considered this to be anything great until that fateful day.
3 years back
Hermione was tired of being Ronald's 'trophy wife' he had forbidden her to work anymore, told her concentrate instead on bringing up their children. Hermione detested him, every month he would leave for his 'business trips' but Hermione knew where he was going. Looking for the next willing hole to fuck. And she was frustrated; Hermione Granger was a woman with a high sexual drive, not satisfied easily but now her husband had ceased paying her any attention altogether. One day whilst she was moaning about this to her best-friend nee Ronald's sister Ginny Potter, the red head reached out and kissed her full on the lips. Hermione wasn't lesbian but she was pleasantly surprised by the rush of sexual energy to her crotch. There was something incredibly erotic about having another woman kiss you, feeling their soft lips mesh with your own.
Later on Ginny told her that she too faced the same dilemma… lack of pleasure. Harry was a loving husband but not that good a lover. Ginny wanted rough, hard sex… she wanted to be dominated. Her sex life was placid, missionary all the time. Hermione naturally bossy was a person who took charge easily. And so she took charge of Ginny. Their relationship in private was strictly mistress, slave.
One day after an interesting afternoon of tea with all their girlfriends Hermione came up with the idea of forming this club while Ginny pleasured her. All their friends were like them, bored housewives with piles of money and a non-existent sex life. Luna, Lavender, Cho, Pansy, Tonks, Pansy, Padma, Parvati and Fleur all felt neglected. The integration process had been slow but finally not just all their friends but Fleur's sister Gaby and her old teacher Minerva McGonagall had joined their illicit little club.
Hermione shivered a bit at that memory, Ron was gone for 2 weeks, the children were with Hermione's parents in Bath and the house was empty. She had invited all her 'friends' over for dinner and drinks.
Not that there was going to be much eating other than pussy; with a wave of her wand she cast precautionary locking, blinding and shield charms to prevent anyone from catching a glimpse of what was meant only for private.
With her house suitably warded, she brought out the lube, the dildos, the gags, the plugs, the clamps, the whips; she set up the swing…and stripped down herself. Today she had a naughty, naughty idea… she was going to film the entire orgy. Her cunt quivered in excitement as the first 'woosh' of someone coming through the Floo network came to her ears.
It was Gaby and Fleur, the blonde temptresses dusted of their cloaks and stepped through into the main room. Stripping and neatly folding their clothes and keeping them in one of the empty cupboards.
Today's doll is a steampunk doll.
TITLE: The Video Camera
PERPETRATOR: WhereTheBerriesBloom
SUE-O-METER:
(toxic)
COVER/BANNER ART: It is a clip of their avatar. I think it is supposed to be Bellatrix and Hermione, but I could be wrong.
SUMMARY:”Lesbian Themes, Requested by addictedtobuffyhpfanfic. Enjoy :) Hermione X Luna X Ginny X Minerva X Cho X Fleur X Gabrielle X Padma X Parvati X Pansy X Lavender X Tonks. Pure smut and PWP. ”
FULL NAME: See summary...
SPECIES: lesbians... no, bisexuals...
HAIR: n/a
EYES: n/a
MARKINGS: n/a
POSSESSIONS: n/a
CONNECTION TO CANON: Beyond having the canon characters? Nothing. It's PWP.
ORIGIN: The characters decide to start a “club” so they can maintain sexual pleasure.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: All the characters have high sexual drives that need to be satisfied.
NOTES: While it is possible to argue that this type of behavior is in character for one character, it is not possible to argue that this type of behavior is possible for this many characters. However... you could possibly do this kind of story for a character that it is in character for, but you would have to use a lot of OCs in the story. But then you could likely say it is original work instead.
SAMPLE:
Muggle inventions being introduced into the wizerding world was part of the new integration programs that Harry had introduced as Minister of Magic, Hermione never considered this to be anything great until that fateful day.
3 years back
Hermione was tired of being Ronald's 'trophy wife' he had forbidden her to work anymore, told her concentrate instead on bringing up their children. Hermione detested him, every month he would leave for his 'business trips' but Hermione knew where he was going. Looking for the next willing hole to fuck. And she was frustrated; Hermione Granger was a woman with a high sexual drive, not satisfied easily but now her husband had ceased paying her any attention altogether. One day whilst she was moaning about this to her best-friend nee Ronald's sister Ginny Potter, the red head reached out and kissed her full on the lips. Hermione wasn't lesbian but she was pleasantly surprised by the rush of sexual energy to her crotch. There was something incredibly erotic about having another woman kiss you, feeling their soft lips mesh with your own.
Later on Ginny told her that she too faced the same dilemma… lack of pleasure. Harry was a loving husband but not that good a lover. Ginny wanted rough, hard sex… she wanted to be dominated. Her sex life was placid, missionary all the time. Hermione naturally bossy was a person who took charge easily. And so she took charge of Ginny. Their relationship in private was strictly mistress, slave.
One day after an interesting afternoon of tea with all their girlfriends Hermione came up with the idea of forming this club while Ginny pleasured her. All their friends were like them, bored housewives with piles of money and a non-existent sex life. Luna, Lavender, Cho, Pansy, Tonks, Pansy, Padma, Parvati and Fleur all felt neglected. The integration process had been slow but finally not just all their friends but Fleur's sister Gaby and her old teacher Minerva McGonagall had joined their illicit little club.
Hermione shivered a bit at that memory, Ron was gone for 2 weeks, the children were with Hermione's parents in Bath and the house was empty. She had invited all her 'friends' over for dinner and drinks.
Not that there was going to be much eating other than pussy; with a wave of her wand she cast precautionary locking, blinding and shield charms to prevent anyone from catching a glimpse of what was meant only for private.
With her house suitably warded, she brought out the lube, the dildos, the gags, the plugs, the clamps, the whips; she set up the swing…and stripped down herself. Today she had a naughty, naughty idea… she was going to film the entire orgy. Her cunt quivered in excitement as the first 'woosh' of someone coming through the Floo network came to her ears.
It was Gaby and Fleur, the blonde temptresses dusted of their cloaks and stepped through into the main room. Stripping and neatly folding their clothes and keeping them in one of the empty cupboards.