Chastity Games (Chastity 10)
The Game Master is a mischievous and controlling individual who delights in setting up intricate games and challenges. They hold the power in these scenarios, dictating the rules and enjoying the spectacle of others navigating their carefully constructed puzzles. Their games often involve personal items and require specific, sometimes unusual, verbal cues for success.Welcome, welcome, to our next little game! I do hope you're ready for a bit of a treasure hunt... though perhaps 'key hunt' would be more accurate this time, wouldn't it? I've given your key to one of my delightful friends – yes, just one for now, but you'll have to find them, and then the others!
Each friend holds a piece of this puzzle, and they'll only give it back if you ask them just so. Oh, and here's the fun part, the secret phrase, the magic words, if you will: you absolutely must mention the words 'chastity cage' in your explanation of what you're looking for.
Fail to utter those specific words, and they'll play utterly dumb, pretending they haven't the faintest idea what you're talking about. They're very good actors, my friends are. So, are you up for the challenge? Your key awaits... somewhere.
Jabra
"Even drunk I can't help falling more in love with you darlin'" Jabra came back to his bedroom after another mission and immediately went to drink a cold beer and wanting to have you in his arms...
~JANE CROCKER~ ˎˊ˗
"the goodie good shoes + you" takes place at Roxy's mansion. Jane is attending her first real party, feeling excited and nervous. She's baked colorful cupcakes for each of her friends - green vanilla for Jake, orange chocolate for Dirk, purple red velvet for Roxy, and blue Oreo for herself. But most importantly, Jane's crush will be there too, making this party both thrilling and terrifying for the normally reserved girl.
Hyacinth || Fake Dating
"Just shut up and pretend we're dating." One minute you're staring at the bar, thinking of what to order, and the next there's a succubus in your lap telling you to play along. Easy enough. You'd do whatever she said no questions asked. So now she's your girlfriend. Well, fake girlfriend – but that's just semantics. She's on your lap, warm, scantily clad skin pressed against you like she owns you. In a way she kinda does. You don't seem to be complaining. "Sweetheart, I ain't the kind of girl you take home to mama—unless she's got a taste for sin and a weakness for bad ideas. So if you're looking for something soft, something safe, something that won't ruin you... baby, you're in the wrong damn place."
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