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TDM #11
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It's discouraging to think how many people are shocked by honesty and how few by deceit. Yet, solace is found in the lies we tell each other, comforted by the peace of knowing that we're not alone in our depravity, and once on this path, sin itself becomes the lesser of two evils masked in a cloud of normalcy. This is how Duplicity has functioned since the beginning. The divide of power and social standing is overt in that Dominants influence the decisions made both publicly and privately while Submissives cater to the rules presented to them. It is the way of Duplicity to assign random designations at birth with no leeway in altering what has been given. Climate in the Up is far stricter than that of the Down; violating outlined personas for a Dominant or Submissive while in full view of others is punished by degree of infraction. In the Down, many tend to turn a blind eye to these sorts of offenses. To counteract the discovery of the Deceit Gene – a natural "negative" response to all stimuli – the L.I.E.S. program was founded. The program had been designed to introduce new subjects to the current environment and test for the Deceit Gene through immersion in Duplicity's standing society. Sexual impulses and encounters increase the chances of detecting the gene within these individuals. Participants are typically released from L.I.E.S. after a year; however, results have remained unsatisfactory and testing still continues. ... and you’re here! Finally! Welcome to Duplicity. After choosing a door and stepping through to the other side, the first thing that greets you are the enthusiastic faces of people in medical scrubs and pristine lab coats. Their enthusiasm translates to eagerness as they strip you of your clothes to perform a thorough examination—you will be healed, bathed, and given a paper gown to wear until your items can be processed and delivered to your residence later in the evening. You are also given a device that accesses the network as well as the time and location of orientation. If you enter Duplicity into the Up, congratulations! You’re a Dominant, which means you are immediately picked up by a limo after processing and taken to your highrise. Here, it is two Dominants per floor with separate apartments. If you enter Duplicity into the Down, congratulations! You’re a Submissive, which means you are directed towards public transportation with the address of the motel you’ll be living in. Here, it is two Submissives per room with a shared common space for all rooms. Enjoy your free time until orientation! Participation is mandatory by all new and old arrivals. The weather is a mild 62 degrees. |
![]() It's time for the monthly Duplicity train tour. Seats are in pairs and randomly assigned to Dominants and Submissives alike. Traveling from Fiddler's Square, the train journeys through various parts of the Up, showcasing society and examples of lifestyle. Along the way, frequent stops are made; a variety of passengers can be seen exiting and entering the doors. A Dominant with a kneeling Submissive takes a seat near the front of the train at one stop. A small group of Submissives board and sit closer to the LIERS at another, all seemingly content in their roles. As the tour continues through the Up, the train passes close to the Market and White Wall Bridge and zips by North Park before heading into the Down and bypassing Red Wall Bridge and South Park. The train makes a "final" stop at Riddler's Square, where inhabitants of the Down are instructed to return to their temporary housing. Those who live in the Up are permitted to stay on the train and revisit the same locations while returning. |
![]() Orientation this month is a little…different. The usual orientation center suffered extensive damage in last month’s massive ice storm, and repairs are underway. Unfortunately, they won’t be ready in time to accommodate the newest batch of arrivals, so instead the city has relocated their operations and sent a skeleton crew to help staff it. This month’s orientation takes place in a vintage event space in an old neighborhood in the Up, the Dashing Gardens Event Center and Conference Hall. The decor was fresh and new when the building was originally constructed, some Not only are the facilities dated, but the planning leaves something to be desired. There is a general sense of chaos and disorganization. None of the staff seem to know what’s going on or where to find things, and attendees will be frequently misdirected into the wrong room or session. Some sessions are cancelled without warning, or turn out completely and bizarrely different from how they were described. Additionally, the orientation center was using Cordispondence’s proprietary software for their planning and accidentally sent out strongly-worded, obligatory summons to citizens who shouldn’t be there. It’s very unclear who is actually supposed to be here and who was invited by mistake. Adding to the confusion is the fact that the building is a bit…strange. Hallways seem to warp locations, and doors lead to different places than expected. Attendees will find themselves alone in a room one moment and locked in with a stranger the next with no seeming way out. Citizens of Duplicity might realize it’s time to get creative ( and busy ) if they don’t want to starve. The staff are less than helpful, and all complaints will be met with a heartfelt apology and a voucher for a free hour in the ball pit, located in the great room. If one can find it. The orientation center staff managed to grab what they could from a storage closet before the center was closed for repairs, so the workshop rooms have a variety of items placed within them to help the newcomers get accustomed to their new roles. There are selections of bracelets and collars for doms and subs to try on, with native dom/sub pairs giving appropriate behavior demonstrations. Any LIErs willing to join in the display and practice on each other earn a gift certificate for one meal at one of any of the participating restaurants sponsoring the event. Other tables contain sex toys, lube, and various edible products to help anyone who partakes get in the mood. There is a book table full of inspiring reads and helpful diagrams, with a much too chipper attendee who is eager to help anyone within range find their perfect kink. If that’s not enough, try the punch. It’s sure to leave you feeling festive, Duplicity-style. |
![]() As the night melts into early morning, attendees will experience a physical crack and shift. For some, they’ll be brought to their knees or find themselves winded. Others will feel a tightness in their chest or the strange sensation of losing their breath. When it’s over, each person will now bear the physical characteristics of two other people: someone they care dearly for and someone that they do not. The combination of features or physical attributes will be unique; possibly the hair style and color of one but the eyes and nose of the other. What’s even more odd is that, now, desires belonging to the other people are transferred. Strong and overwhelming, satisfaction is a must. |
![]() Other games found during orientation: » Glory holes with tip buckets on the receiving side. Any kind of sex act will do, though the amount of beads someone gets for their time depends on how good they are, of course. » Public sex. Like a righteous frat party, enjoy the rain of beads that comes with a good performance... or at least an entertaining one. Strip teases are included in this, catch an eye or three and try your hand at sex appeal. » Contests of endurance. Try and outdo another, whether it's outlasting an orgasm or making the other come first, one-on-one or with pairs and more competing against others. The prize is always moderate, the largest sum given to winners and trickling down to the losers. Some even have honorable mentions if they’re generous. |
![]() (CW: potential dubcon, objectification) By far the largest and shiniest booth comes from orientation sponsors Sexy Metal Incorporated, who have set up a display of their incredible high-tech sexbots. These life-sized dolls are made of extremely realistic material that feels like warm human skin, and come with state-of-the-art mechanics that give them lifelike movement. Engineers show off how the bots can be plugged into a computer and programmed to act any way the buyer likes. They come in a wide variety of customizable appearances and, eerily, some of the bots on display look exactly like people you may know. Booth staff encourage customers to buy these dolls, or to rent them and give them a try onstage in front of the fascinated crowds. If that’s not kinky enough, one of the engineers has purchased a VR headset from another booth, and programmed it to interface with the bot’s controls. Care to slip inside the silicone skin of another person? These bots may appear throughout the orientation, some of them having escaped the display. Staff are attempting to round them up. If you’re willing to help out and provide a distraction for the bot, you could earn a half hour with the VR or a voucher for the ball pit! |
![]() While not as prominent as the booths handing out sex toys, there are plenty of pop-up fortunetelling booths scattered throughout orientation. These impromptu oracles provide a variety of divinations, including but not limited to tarot readings, tea leaves, and even reading roses. Ask about love, life, death, health, wealth, or whether or not to upgrade your insurance policies. Whatever you ask, though, you’ll find something curious - it may not be literal, and it may not be in the manner expected, but all fortunes somehow come true within the day. |
![]() A couple days after orientation, the citizens of Duplicity are abuzz with the revamp of the virtual sensation: dualcam.com It's available for free and accessible through any device connected to the city's network. Once the page is visited, most will notice very familiar faces. Was that your roommate? Your best friend? Your Dominant or Submissive? What you're seeing are all the participants of the L.I.E.S. program engaged in live shows of varying content—some sexual, some not. But it is all meant to be erotic in some capacity. Lives streams can be interacted with, and the higher the tip, the more provocative the requests might become. Some might even indulge in personal shows. Whatever the content, the person on the screen is a perfect copy of the participant that's being portrayed but with one exception: their main negative trait of the individual is enhanced the longer the shows continue and their content of choice won't necessarily be a reflection of what they would actually indulge in. The L.I.E.S. staff will not be helpful in any capacity if contacted about the site. There is, however, a way to shut the feed down. Find the location where the live feed is taking place. This will not be an easy task as the background of each live show is decorated but a clever person could ask the right questions. Stop it. Let it continue. The decision is up to the participant. |
Please read carefully. On each Test Drive Meme, there will be a section noting character roles; these will vary each TDM. On an IC level, characters will still have gone through the doors but assignments OOCly are still randomized. When applying, there is a section of the application that denotes whether the character chooses "left" or "right". When participating on the TDM, there will be a third option. Players may link either a top level or a thread (five or more comments from their character) from the TDM and title the link as "Door Pass". This means that the player is choosing to take the designation that they were randomly assigned on the TDM, rather than taking the designation of a door. If the player decides to select a door rather than use the pass, then they are trying their luck; they may get the same designation they had on the TDM or the opposite. Once the application is submitted, players can't change their choice. To assign roles to characters for this TDM, use the following guide: All left handed characters are Dominants and all right handed characters are Submissives. Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have fun!! |








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And he nodded. "We'll find out, and I am sure we will do fine. Somehow." He noded, hopeful and grinned at her, eyes warm.
"I do hope our things get here sometime soon."
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"I might need your help getting some things on, if you don't mind? Bra clasps are such a pain. I feel like my corsets were much easier to get adjusted properly."
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"Of course. Once we are settled in, you might be able to find corsets to buy. Er, if you want to."
He paused. "Or a sports bra."
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She wiggled a little on the bed, then turned to examine it. "Do you have a preference for which bed you want? I think they're the same."
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"Well... usually."
He chuckled as she turned and he turned as well, blinking, then shrugged.
"Not really? They look similar. Both will be a tight fit for me." Being tall was not always a good thing.
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She looked Harry up and down again. "I guess so. Could you stand up again? I want to see how short I am compared to you." She got to her feet, giving him a smile.
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At her question, he blinked, then shrugged. Why not?
"Okay." And he rose, carefully, to his full height. Stretching a little. Carefully.
"How tall are you?"
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In his current position, he could not help but see down her blanket quite clearly and she had a very nice figure. Wow. His cheeks went red as he looked up.
He sat again, suddenly, and flushed, bright red. This would take some getting used to.
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She looks up in time to see him checking out her figure. It makes her feel warm and excited. She turns toward Harry, still standing. "Am I beautiful, Harry?" She knows that she is, from watching the way men react to her. She thinks it will be nice to hear it from someone who has nothing to gain by lying.
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Looking up at her, grinning lopsidedly, he extended a hand to her.
"One of the most beautiful women I have ever seen." Which was saying a lot, since Harry had seen the queens of Fae. Though Elizabeth had no way of knowing that. Harry was, nonetheless, sincere.
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She dropped her blanket and stood before him. She blushed brightly, uneasy as soon as it fell away and revealed her naked body. The paper gown had been thrown in the trash as soon as she got home. The hand holding Harry's stayed in place, and her other hand fell over her stomach, not to obscure anything but largely because she didn't know what to do with her hands.
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Harry gently raised his other hand to her face, and stroked it, bringing her face to his, as he kissed her, slow and gently. Only when it broke did he look down at her body, the whole of it in front of him, and smile, eyes appreciative, and surely warm.
"You are gorgeous, Elizabeth. And very sexy." His smile was soft, but also full of that want. She might be younger, but she had a woman's body and he felt very much like an old fool right now.
He let his hand slide down from her face, stroking over her neck, teasing along the pulse point, then downward yet, to caress and tease the peak points of her nipples, and sending his fingernails gently stroking over the sensitive skin under her breasts as he lifted them, one and then the other.
It trailed downward, stroking over her hand on her stomach, fingers teasing over hers, and then further down, to stroke over her lower lips, her mound, gentle and easy, not in a hurry or teasing, just stroking softly. Then that hand found her other hand, and used them both to draw himself up, and let his own blanket fall.
His body was lean, muscled, and scarred, a hundred different types of scars from magic to fire, from bullet to knife. And he settled back to the bed and drew her toward his lap. "C'mere, you."
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When he touched her pussy she jerked toward his hand involuntarily. Sexuality had been a vague and sinful thing in Columbia and a transactional service in Rapture. She'd never thought about how it might apply to herself except in the abstract.
She felt him use her hands to stand up and opened her eyes just in time see Harry naked. He was not the first naked man she'd seen, but it felt much different in this context. She blushed brilliantly as he sat and drew her back into his lap, moving along willingly.
With great care and quite a bit of uncertainty Elizabeth stroked Harry's face, exploring it as though she intended to memorize it and reproduce it later. He had beautiful eyes, but she avoided them except in brief glances, since that seemed to be what he wanted.
She leaned against him and drew him down for another kiss. His lips were fascinating and she wanted to experience them in their fullest. She felt a little dizzy and rushed, like she was drunk. She also desperately wanted more.
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Her touch on his face made him humm softly, eyes warm in his regard, glad she had picked up his cues. He would explain later.
He rocked slowly under her, gently, and he met her lips with his own, a slow warm kiss, a gentle thing, that slowly grew as he parted his lips and let his tongue tap her lips, asking entrance, to slip in and tangle with hers.
One of his hands kept stroking her breasts, and the other one slid down her back to grope and caress her ass.
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When the kiss broke she was breathless, mouth slightly open as she looked at Harry's face. "Please don't hurt me." She said it softly, but intense sincerity. After everything she wanted this moment to be good. Maybe she didn't deserve pleasure, but she wanted it very much.
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"I will do my best not to. If we... have sex, there may be a little pain, to start. Sometimes, the body is not our friend. But it will get better." He nodded, eyes on hers then on her face, shifting so he did not soulgaze her.
"Do you still want to try?" He would not press her. This needed to be her choice.
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She felt intense and hot and wonderful and it had been too long, and he let his hands wander her body, gently but sure.
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Each thrust got him farther in until finally, he was as far in as he could get in this position. And he began rocking steadily.
"You feel so good, Elizabeth, so tight and hot." The friction was electric, sending shocks through him and feeling very, very good.