Tuesday: Kink
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Good morning all. I think I'm
badfalcon but with the headache I've got right now, I can't be too sure.
Continuing with me being utterly self-indulgent, we're going to have anotehr one of my favourite things today: Kink Day.
Foot fetish? Bondage? Spanking? Piercing? Tie & Tease? a full S&M 24/7 total power exchange?
Just remember: your kink is your kink, and someone else's kink is theirs!
Please remember the following:
Post no more than three prompts per fandom and no more than five prompts in a row. If someone fills a prompt, you're more than welcome to post some more prompts later in the day.
No spoilers in prompts for at least seven days after the original airdate or publication date. If you have spoilers in your fic, please warn in bold and leave at least three spaces.
Show some love to the code monkeys and format your prompts correctly. Examples below (last one is for crossovers):
Kane RPS, Christian Kane/Steve Carlson, spanked with a wooden spoon
NCIS/Criminal Minds, Abby/Garcia, Are you comfortable?
If none of the prompts left today tickle your fancy, feel free to take a peek at the Lonely Prompts
Enjoy!
"[tag=kink]"
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Continuing with me being utterly self-indulgent, we're going to have anotehr one of my favourite things today: Kink Day.
Foot fetish? Bondage? Spanking? Piercing? Tie & Tease? a full S&M 24/7 total power exchange?
Just remember: your kink is your kink, and someone else's kink is theirs!
Please remember the following:
Post no more than three prompts per fandom and no more than five prompts in a row. If someone fills a prompt, you're more than welcome to post some more prompts later in the day.
No spoilers in prompts for at least seven days after the original airdate or publication date. If you have spoilers in your fic, please warn in bold and leave at least three spaces.
Show some love to the code monkeys and format your prompts correctly. Examples below (last one is for crossovers):
Kane RPS, Christian Kane/Steve Carlson, spanked with a wooden spoon
NCIS/Criminal Minds, Abby/Garcia, Are you comfortable?
If none of the prompts left today tickle your fancy, feel free to take a peek at the Lonely Prompts
Enjoy!
"[tag=kink]"
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Date: 2010-01-12 08:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-13 01:31 pm (UTC)Inara carefully escorted Simon from her shuttle. The young man seemed... a bit overwhelmed.
"Thank you, Simon," Inara said very sincerely.
"Erk," Simon sort-of replied. His eyes were very wide. He was having trouble walking a straight line.
"My client has some very... specialized... needs," Inara continued as she carefully steered Simon down a low set of stairs. "I appreciate you're help in getting me back into practice."
Simon gulped and nodded his head. Then Inara noticed that a tie was still looped around one of his ankles. Dammit, she thought she'd got all of them.
"Hold still," Inara said distractedly. After helping Simon lean against the bulkhead, she knelt, unknotted the tie, pulled it loose, and hurriedly looped it around her forearm.
Simon was still staring out at nothing much when she stood up. A splash of red candle wax was still smeared under his right ear. Inara frowned and scrapped it off with her thumbnail. She thought she'd got it all when she cleaned him after the practice session. Perhaps she had let herself get distracted...
"Simon, are you sure you're all right?" Inara asked worriedly.
"Suuure..." Simon slurred, not quite able to look Inara in the face as he spoke.
Inara hesitated for a moment and then said, "Maybe I should help you to your cabin and get you into bed."
"Bed?" Simon whimpered in a somewhat panicky voice as his entire body went rigid.
"To rest!" Inara replied quickly soothingly. "Just rest. Wouldn't that be nice, Simon? To sleep for a little while?"
Simon nodded his head and slowly relaxed.
Inara bit her lip. As far as she could tell, her presence was only making things worse.
"Simon, can you make it the rest of the way on your own?" she asked.
Simon nodded.
"Well... thank you, again. And I'll let you go now..." Inara said uncertainly.
Simon nodded again, turned on his heel and walked about a dozen paces. Then he loudly banged his head on a low-hanging piece of equipment.
"Oh, dear..." Inara said as she rushed over to him.
She really should have asked Kaylee for help instead.