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

[notinflictthem]

Some of Hawk's cheek vanishes, and he pulls back a little- not out of Siebren's grip, but just enough. The tone he takes is a little sharp, and it's clear this isn't part of the bratting act.

"Anything other than sir. Unless you're going to actually court marshal me, not sir. Got it?"

[spaghettification]

"I understand." He hates seeing the playfulness drain from Hawk's eyes, and scrambles for a moment for the 'right answer'.

"You have a choice then. Either you call me my name, Siebren, in a way that makes it clear you respect me, or you'll call me Doctor."

Did he leave wiggle room for some of the cheek to come back with the latter? Absolutely and intentionally.

[notinflictthem]

The playfulness returns almost immediately, and Hawk ducks his head back to where it was, eager to resume indulging in this little fascination.

"You know, Doctor, I don't just shine anyone's shoes. I don't get out of bed for anything less than a Masters. So if you could please let me at the other one, Doctor, that'd be mighty kind."

[spaghettification]

"Good boy." The words come out warm, fond and amused as Siebren sets his other boot on the stool.

"Perhaps while you're down there, you ought to kiss my boot."

[notinflictthem]

"Is that an order?" he asks, preparing the supplies without starting, because he does absolutely intend to do it, "a Doctor's order?"

[spaghettification]

"Boy, didn't your mother ever tell you not to talk back to doctors?" He clicks his tongue quietly, a sound of disapproval. "Kiss it. Lick it."

[notinflictthem]

"Am I kissing it or licking it, I can't kiss with tongue unless your boot has a mouth," he brats again. Then raises both eyebrows in a classic brat technology of somehow mocking the request while he's doing it, lowering his mouth to kiss the toe of Siebren's boot.

"Your methods are unorthodox, Doctor, but I look forward to reading the paper about this new spit-shine method."