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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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He shivers as he nods at her words. "We can do that." Looking at all of her, as she strips and then sits on him, is nice... very nice. he feels his heart pounding and his body responding to her... sheer femaleness, and beauty. Oh, and the heat and softness of her right atop him. That helps too.
And he kisses her again, hands warm and stroking over her back as he lets his tongue gently tap on her lips, his own parting to give her an idea of what he wants, if she is willing,
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And perhaps also very curious. She keeps kissing him, shifting her hips slightly, a little rock, pressing down against him, trying to get him to sound again. Because-- it had sounded a little pleasured, something that Gideon wants him to feel, but she also wants to know if she can purposely bring him that pleasure rather than the accidental motion in which she had before.
What she doesn't realise is how her own body is also responding, becoming aroused by their act, responding to his touch autonomously. And she finds that brushing against him-- feels good, processing the sensation herself as pleasure. And it's enough to get her to do it again, testing her own feeling and sensation whilst doing something she's figured feels good to him.
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As she rocks on him, he shudders again, and a moan does come out as he retaliates and helps, both, rocking back against her, letting his erection slide along her, held down by her weight and tantalized and teased by how close her entrance is.
Inbetween kisses, his forehead rests against hers, and he grins, eyes dancing with warmth, still not keeping directly on hers for long, as he murmurs. "You feel very good to me." A pause, then a breathless question. "Do you want to have sex this way, or laying down?"
It's a fervent need, and a growing one, as he hardens and grows under her, feeling his arousal and pleasure rise as he lets his hands separate. One going up to stroke her hair, tangling fingers in it and tugging lightly, to see if she likes that. The other slides downward, and cups and caresses her rear where she presses against him.
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"Is one way easier?"
It's the question that she asks but then she quickly retracts it. Gideon's observed all manner of things, sex in a bed, on a desk, against a wall-- wherever the Legends had been at that particular time. Nowhere had seemed particularly difficult but it isn't that reason that changes what she says.
"I like how close you are to me now."
She lets one hand slide down slightly from the back of his head, looping her arm across his shoulders instead, drawing them a fraction closer.
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It is not easy to be the rational person when someone is moving on you like that, touching you like that, but he is trying. Even as he groans softly and rocks under her again.
"If you shift your legs just a little wider, and either let me reach down there or reach down yourself, one of us can put me in you..." He is panting a little now, his voice a little hoarser.
Stars and stones, but this feels good.
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And for a moment there's simple curiosity, her head dipping down to look, light brush of her fingers stroking down his cock, just getting a feel for him, to know.
It's nothing more than just a few seconds, all that she needs to process before her fingers lift him, her head coming back up to meet his gaze. The motion's easy, already having calculated the distance and angle she needs, the light movement of her body guiding him in--
What she hadn't calculated was how that would feel, having something pressed into her, just sat between her legs as she takes those seconds (and it's a longer few seconds than before, feeling longer to her than to him) to process it, the mix of both pleasure and discomfort, of it feeling so strange. And it's the physical feeling that's the strangest of it, of all of this, touching and being in contact with the world around her. With the person whose lap she's sat in.
"I've seen others experience this, experience the satisfaction that sex brings to them. I hadn't realised how that would feel."
Monitoring their biosigns didn't translate to sensations.
There'd been a temptation just to kiss him again rather than speak, to get them restarted but he's been considerate in communicating with her, in asking her preferences. And Gideon has observed that more successful relationships have elements of good communication.
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His head rises when hers does, and he nods as he sees her eyes and in her eyes, the moment he is against her, even a little pressing inward. "Its always different, to experience, instead of knowing. take it very slow, until you are used to it, okay?"
He has his hands down at her hips now, holding on, and his voice is hoarse, strained, at the sheer pleasure and the desire of his body to push, to press into her. But he holds back. He does not want to hurt her, and he is long, and he could maybe. And that... no. So he waits, fingers stroking over her skin, and lets her choose how to move.
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Her hand rests now on his chest, chaste brush of lips to restart them, a slow rock of her hips as she gets used to the motion, gets used to the feeling of having him in her, stimulating her and in learning just how much of him she can take in. It makes each of her rocks careful, that slower pace almost teasing even for her.
The motion of her hips becomes comfortable, a quickly learned rhythm, slow brush on what this whole thing will become. Her hand slides higher, fingers brushing over scars, her tongue tapping at his lips to imitate what he'd done earlier.
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But, at the moment, Harry strokes her hips and grins on her lips, teasing against a kiss.
As she rocks just a little, slowly, gently, taking him in, inch by inch, the pleasure rises in him, flows through him. He feels the sensations of how good it is, and he groans at how good she feels around him, above him and inside him.
His lips part, almost grinning against her lips, and kissing back. Letting his tongue welcome hers into his mouth, this time. He lets her take the lead as he slowly moves with her, under her, in her. It is perhaps odd to say, but it is perfect, this oh-so slow-moving in, pressing her open, slow dragging out, that feeling of almost torturous good sensation that slides along his length, and deep into him.
He nods, eyes flicking along her down her, to where they are joined, and back up to examine her face, to watch how she is reacting, as he lets one hand slide around to stroke her breasts, to tease te the nipples on her beautiful tips.
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And it seems that every part of her is giving her something and not just between her legs. His fingers brush over her breasts and she shudders slightly, light gasp at the tease of her nipple. She meets his gaze, eyes a little wider and nods.
"Keep doing that."
It's a different feeling, something merging with everything that's going on and she wants to know it, to experience it. To feel everything.
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But as they move together, he himself is also thinking how special and how good, really good, oh God! good, this is. Because it has been a really long time for him.
As he sees her reaction, he grins, nodding back. "I can do that." And Harry strokes her nipples just a little bit more firmly, teasing them to see if he can find the best way to make her shudder, the best way to make her feel good.
He rocks with her, under her, in her, pressing up just barely, and letting her feel how much she is making him feel, with soft moans, and with his eyes full of pleasure.
It's special, and it's good, and there really doesn't need to be any other word than those two...
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The more that he touches her, firmer, roaming across her-- a gasp slips from her, back arching slightly under his touch. Her grip at his shoulder becomes a little firmer (almost too firm) before she relaxes, a jerked motion of her hips as she tries to keep her pace with what he's doing to her.
There's a half-breathless laugh, pleased not only by how he's making her feel but the simple human fact of everything that is happening to her. She's never thought about it before, never wondered what it would be like to be human or wanted it but now that it's happened-- she's certainly having a very enjoyable day.
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Her laugh makes him smile and chuckle, a chuckle of pure joy. He has always believed sex should have laughter in it, and he wants to give her that joy and laughter. Finger stroke under her breasts, teasing, soft, slow, easy.
Their shared motion is good, and he grins at her, claiming her lips again, and letting go, fierce little kisses.
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All of this feels so good, an experience that Gideon never thought to have (didn't even think of) and now that she is experiencing it would be very happy to continue it, to be filled with how she feels. Though she knows that at some point it'll end, that it'll be too much to continue eventually and even now her body's reacting more, trying to tell her that it needs more, that this light teasing press of his cock in her is no longer enough.
Except she doesn't know what it is she needs, not yet aware enough of these sensations, of what she should feel to acknowledge what it is, to do something about it.
So she pulls him closer, moan slipping against his lips as she kisses him, gentle press of her fingers kneeding his shoulder along with that steady rock of her hips.
"Do you--" It comes a few moments later, words spoken against him, stealing one more kiss from him. "Feel like something's missing?"
She didn't even know how to word it but it was a simple solution -- more. A little more friction, a slightly faster rock, a steady increase to build them up, to soothe what her body wanted. She wanted him but more of him, more of this.
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"What do you mean? Do you want to go faster? A litle harder?
He rocks into her a little more, a little faster, letting his erection slide neasrly out of her as he does so, then driving it back up into her, careful not to go too far. He shudders at the increase of speed, and how it feels.
"Like---- like that?" He groans softly.
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"Exactly that."
The word and his demonstration is enough to spur her on, give her an idea of what to do. It starts with a quickening of the rock of her hips, still steady but a much quicker motion, letting them resettle into the rhythm again.
And then she pushes herself up a little more on her knees, that fraction more of height changing the angle at which he rubs into her, another moan at those first few rocks.
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As she quickens the pace, and shifts the angle, coming down differently. And he loves it. "Yesss, yes, please." This is good, and he likes it, a lot.
He can feel his pulse and pace quicken to match hers and smiles, trying to focus and keep himself grounded as he feels his pleasure rising, quicker now, toward orgasm.
"You feel so good."