sticks and stones may break my bones (OTA 18+)

[stonecoldtop]

Who: George Elsworth (stonecoldtop) & anyone 18+
What: George's birthday and pumpkin hollow's first kink party
When: evening of 22nd December
Where: VAS
Warning(s): NSFW with a focus on kink, more specifics on individual prompts



Invitation and venue
A flier goes up on the community noticeboard a week in advance, advertising an adults only party for George's birthday, with more specifics to be found at VAS. The specifics being that it's a kink play party. An opportunity meet and play with like minded individuals in a semi-public environment.

On the night, there's various toys and furniture for use placed in key spots, with cleaning supplies nearby. A variety of snacks both sweet and savoury are laid out on tables by couches, and one room has been designated the 'quiet room' and has lots of cushions and soft blankets in it.

Welcome
George greets most people as they arrive, with another of VAS's staff taking over if he's otherwise occupied. He'll take newcomers on a brief tour of the space, pointing out anything of note and giving a rundown of the rules: Be respectful, use safewords, clean up after yourselves, and any questions or concerns should be brought to George himself or another member of staff, each of which is pointed out.

Once the tour is concluded, he smiles warmly adding, "And of course, please enjoy yourself. Do you have any questions?"

Birthday Beatings

(impact play and masochism)

This is the main event for George, and a tradition he's held for a good five years or so. An excuse to test his endurance and enjoy the bite of pain with each strike to his stone skin.

Typically, the arrangement is one strike per year of age, but only two people on the island actually know how old George is and he intends to keep it that way, so instead the rules are simply: Each person can hit him a maximum of 20 times, and it will continue until either everyone who wants to has had a turn or George taps out, with short breaks as necessary.

Those who were personally invited get priority, and after that anyone is welcome to have a go at him. There's a choice of implements available for use, or someone can use their own if they'd prefer, or even go without simply use their hands (though George doesn't recommend this, and the closest to an explanation he'll give is that he has "surprisingly hard skin"), and he's willing to be repositioned as desired.

(Note: this can be threaded or handwaved as desired. I'm open to both playing out the scene itself and the breaks and aftercare. If you want to handwave that a character took a turn without playing anything surrounding it, just let me know so I can keep track.)

Get Kinky
This is a mingle, get freaky with it. Just be sure to use additional warnings as necessary

Comments

[misbegottendreamer]

Get Kinky

Drelasa's not entirely sure what she's doing here.

It only felt right to attend, seeing the connection she and George share, but this is all something that is still very, very new to her. She does want to be here, she's just not sure where to begin, or what to say, or what to do. This is another step of experiencing empowerment and comfort in her own skin.

It's just a lot to take in.


Birthday Beatings [For George]

She approaches him, body language somewhat uncertain. She's foregone wearing her mask at the party, so her flutes are visibly wringing one another gently, as one would do with their hands.

"Is... is there a way I should act, muthsera? Something I should say?"

She doesn't seem to be holding anything, and she's unwrapped her hands.

[stonecoldtop]

"However you'd like," George says, he recognises the nervous fidgeting for what it is, so he's trying to be both reassuring and informative "Some people like to adopt a persona, or role-play a reason to be administering a beating, if you'd like to try that you can, otherwise simply act however you feel most comfortable. So long as you don't try to humiliate me, I'm happy. It's about the pain more than anything for me, but it should be enjoyable for you as well."

[misbegottendreamer]

“You… want it to be painful, muthsera? That is pleasant to you?”

[stonecoldtop]

"It is. It's a release of energy, and very immediate. Grounding, almost. And difficult to explain to someone who isn't also a masochist, but yes I enjoy it. I wouldn't be doing this if I didn't, especially not on my birthday."

[misbegottendreamer]

“I suppose I’ll give it a go, then.” She juggles a few ideas in her head of some role to play, some pretense for striking him, but she’s really not explored this enough to have a solid idea. Instead, she decides to just go for it- she doesn’t need to especially enjoy it if it’s meant to be a gift for someone else, right?

The sound of her open palm against his cheek is that of stone against stone.

[stonecoldtop]

George gasps and it quickly turns to a groan, eyes closing as the pain radiates tantalisingly from the initial point of impact.

He barely registers the sound as being wrong, but he knows the feeling of a bare hand, and that... wasn't quite it. Closer to a paddle than yielding flesh, but he hadn't seen her pick anything up. "What was that?"

[misbegottendreamer]

“My flesh is the flesh of the mountain. When I will it to, it can become as hard as stone,” she explains.

“When you describe an exchange of power, it makes me think of a volcano, sending out such fury that the heavens and the earth are transformed.”

A pause.

“I could try adding a little heat, you know. Not enough to burn, but enough that you might feel a flush.”

[stonecoldtop]

Interesting. George makes a mental note to ask her a few more questions once there isn't the potential for spectators.

For now he, a little breathless he answers "Please do"

Creative uses of magic to enhance a scene is something he's been missing for a while now.

[misbegottendreamer]

“Alright. I’m going to raise the heat a little after each strike. I will give you a pause in between so you might let me know if it gets to be too much. Are you ready?”

[stonecoldtop]

George nods, and then confirms "I'll tell you if I need a break, I'm ready."

The anticipation is doing wonders for him already.

[misbegottendreamer]

She hums softly, and a warmth builds across her skin. It’s like the heat of a stone that’s been warmed in the sun.

“The heart of the land is the mountain, its lifeblood reaching all things.”

Crack!

The heat rises a little more. Stones fresh out of a boiling pot.

“Do not curse the loss of your crops under heavy ashfall.”

Crack!

Steam begins to rise from her hand. Hot stonewear in an oven.

“Do not weep when the fire river cuts through your lands.”

Crack!

Orange crackling appears along the surface of her skin. A firewalker’s coals.

“Walk tall. Stand straight. The mountain lives, and so do you. And every day it will test you.”

Crack!

She pauses, watching and listening for any sign that he might want her to stop.

[stonecoldtop]

George finds himself repeating her words like a penitent reciting vows for their priest, it just feels like the right thing to do.

Each hit is a bright thud of pain against his senses, driving most thought out of his mind beyond her words and the rising heat. It dissipates quickly throughout cold marble, warming him up more with every hit and lessening the effect it might otherwise have on already warm flesh. He hasn't felt this warm in a long time, and though he wants to keep pushing until he feels faint, just to remember what that's like, he knows it's not a good idea to go too far all at once without seeing the after effects first. Especially when this is far from the only beating he'll get tonight.

He takes a few deep breaths to bring himself back around enough to speak, raspy and still a little breathless "Shouldn't go too much hotter. Stay here for another few... five maximum I think... strikes. Or more intense but only one. Your choice. Thank you."