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The ClockWork Collar, or The Princess of Al-ben, a kink-bingo mini-story in 25 parts. Poll 3, try 2

Jan11

Previous: In Public (LJ)
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Explanation: This morning’s poll was sort of unclear, so I decided to try again with a slightly more clear set of options. Like your first vote? Let me know.

“You’ve been a good girl today.” And it had been a long, exposed day out on the town. Now, how shall we set ourselves up?”

Set themselves up?

“Where you wish, Master.” Stavanna was too tired for more than that.

“Hrrm.” He pretended to think about it. “Then the castle.”

Next: Into the Castle (LJ)

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The ClockWork Collar, or The Princess of Al-ben, a kink-bingo mini-story in 25 parts. Poll 3

Jan11

Previous: In Public (LJ)
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Edited to add: Think this one needs to be clearer. Should I repost or plow on ahead?

“Very good.” He liked to pet her, it seemed. “Now, shall we go play house, set up a ‘house,’ or pretend we have a House?”

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The ClockWork Collar, or The Princess of Al-ben, a kink-bingo mini-story in 25 parts. Part 3

Jan11

First: The Collar (LJ)

Previous: On the Move (LJ)

Content warning: this episode involves consent issues and penetration.

The Town Square. Stavanna tried not to see the stares. At least it wasn’t market day; only half the town was out.

“They know you’re mine.” The man’s voice sounded thick, pleased. “Let’s leave them no doubt.”

“Master?”

He unchained her, but fisted her leash. “On your knees.”

She knelt where indicated, on the footboard, oh, no, no… he was unbuttoning his fly, dropping his pants.

“Suck.”

“Here, master?” In front of half the town?

“Here. Now.” His hand in her hair left no room for argument. She did as she was bade, with as much grace as she could.

Setting Up House (LJ)

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The ClockWork Collar, or The Princess of Al-ben, a kink-bingo mini-story in 25 parts. Poll 2

Jan10

Previous: On Display (LJ)

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“You look nice like that.” He squeezed Stevanna’s thigh. “What do you think? Should we go to my cabin? Or to the center of town?”

Town or home? Either had its issues. “Whatever you wish, master.”

He smiled broadly. “Then into town it is. Hold on, it might get bumpy.”

Next: In Public (LJ)

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The ClockWork Collar, or The Princess of Al-ben, a kink-bingo mini-story in 25 parts. Part 2

Jan10

First: The Collar (LJ)

Previous: The Auction (LJ)

On Display:
“So proud.” The man stroked Stevanna’s cheek. “And so expensive.” His hand went to the clockwork collar, then lower, to her dress. “Strip.”

The back of his wagon was a mess of crates, not the place for such things. But she was his slave now. She stripped.

He clothed her in a silk shift, then hooked a leash to the collar.

He chained her wrists, arms outspread, to the front hoop of his wagon, then hooked the leash to the top of the hoop, stretching her onto her toes. “You’re like a painting. And everyone will know you are mine.”

Next: On the Move (LJ)

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The ClockWork Collar, or The Princess of Al-ben, a kink-bingo mini-story in 25 parts. Poll 1

Jan10

I did mention this was experimental, right? I will navigate my card – and this Stavanna’s story – based on answers to the polls. Polls will remain open until:

  • 24 hours have passed
  • 10 responses have been received
  • One option has a clear majority

, whichever comes first.
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The Auction
“Well, then, out with you.”

The matching bracelets clicked around Stavanna’s wrists. Rose pushed her through the door.

Out the door, onto the selling stage.

“They didn’t want you bad enough.” The rough man grabbed Stavanna’s bracelets and steered her out of the auction house. “I do. So you’re mine.”


First: The Collar (LJ)

Next: On Display (LJ)

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The ClockWork Collar, or The Princess of Al-ben, a kink-bingo mini-story in 25 parts. Part 1

Jan10

This is an experiment in a couple different ways, and a creation of, possibly, an entirely new ‘verse. It’s also a second attempt at filling Bingo with 100-word stories on my Kink Bingo Card.

The Collar

“You know, once this is on…”

The collar was the handiwork of an Enclave: beautiful, fine, filled with clockwork mechanisms and unknown trickery. It was cold in Stavanna’s hands, but she expected no less.

“I know.” She nodded at her mentor and handler. “There’s no taking it off.” She lifted her hair off her neck and handed the collar to Rose.

“And no coming back. You’re certain, then?” Before Stavanna answered, Rose was holding the cold collar against her throat.

“Certain.” She closed her eyes as the locking mechanism clicked shut. It fit her neck perfectly and irrevocably. “Steel certain.”

Next: The Auction (LJ)

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Kink-Bingo Mini-story: Masters, doms, slaves and subs

Jan9

Suggest a topic/character here
See my card here.
The challenge post here.
This takes place in the end of year 5, just after http://addergoole.com/0303.html.

“You’re mine.”

Ofir pressed his lips together and wouldn’t speak. He looked furious, and terrified.

She’d talked this over with Mist… Shahin. It was different, to be doing it. To be the Owner for the first time. “Kneel. We’re going to do this right.” He dropped to his knees, and dropped his head. “Look at me.” His glare didn’t hide the tears. “You are going to serve me until I free you.” He nodded mutely, angrily. “And I will take care of you.”

She cupped his chin in his hand. “And cherish you. This is how we’ll do this. Properly.”

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Mini-kink-Bingo: Vanilla

Jan9

Suggest a topic/character here
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The challenge post here.
This takes place in year 8.

“Honey, I’m home.” Yngvi took off his hat and coat and hung them on the coatrack.

“Welcome home, darling. Dinner’s almost ready.” Kees planted a firm kiss on Vi’s cheek. For the occasion, he was dressed in a frilly apron and pearl necklace over his slacks and t-shirt. He handed Yngvi a martini. “How was your day at the office?”

“Exhausting.” Vi took a seat in the leather armchair they’d bought for this, and put his feet up on the ottoman Kees brought him “Thanks, doll, you’re a dear.”

He pulled Kees in for a kiss before they started laughing.

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Mini-kink-Bingo: Exposed

Jan8

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The challenge post here.
This takes place in year 10.

“What did I tell you?” Accalon’s voice was warm against Orlaith’s ear. It didn’t help.

“If I used my power again…” She gulped. “Couldn’t I just have a bikini top or something?”

“If you used your power again what?”

“You would make sure I remembered why I shouldn’t. Sir.” He’d cuffed her hands at the small of her back, so she couldn’t cover herself. “Won’t Luke complain?”

“Eventually. But it’s a Saturday.” He clipped a leash to her collar: that, the cuffs, and the thong panties were all he’d allowed her to wear. “Come.”

“Everybody will stare!”

“That’s the idea.”

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