duplicitymemes | TDM #31

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TDM #31

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« « « ALL ON DISPLAY

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 LIEs 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 LIEs 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 high-rise. 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 for all new and past arrivals.

It's the hottest part of the summer. Prepare to sweat.

» » » ALL ABOARD

After stepping through the door and participating in Orientation, LIERs are assembled together in the Up for a tour of Duplicity in its entirety. 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.

« « « DEEP END

(cw: aphrodisiacs, dub-con, groping, public nudity, public sex)

It's summertime! To beat the heat, LIEs has decided to throw a pool party directly following Orientation at one of the city's public pools! Attendance is mandatory for new arrivals and strongly encouraged for everyone else. New arrivals are provided with (skimpy) swimsuits to wear, but LIERs who have been in the city a while have the option of bringing their own gear. Of course, skinny dipping is allowed as well, and there are many spots on deck for people to tan themselves.

Speaking of tanning, why not help out a fellow LIER by rubbing some lotion on them? Or, if you want to avoid a burn, get someone to put sunscreen on your back? The formulas of the complementary products that LIEs provide may or may not have a mild aphrodisiac added to them, but at least you won't burn and you may get that nice golden tan you've been chasing — all over!

While one end of the pool is reserved for people to splash around in or float casually, there are numerous games and water activities for people to join in on as well:

In a sexy twist on Marco Polo, though in Duplicity the call and response is "lucky" and "get me," the seeker must try and tag other players by tugging at their swimsuits. They'll be rewarded with 30 seconds of foreplay, groping and whatever else they can accomplish within the time frame.

Dominant and Submissive pairs face off against one another in piggyback chicken fights or jousts using inflatable toys and suggestively shaped pool noodles.

Are those dildos stuck to the bottom of the pool? You bet! Dive down and retrieve them before handing them to the next person behind you to toss in and dive for or just collect as many as you can. There is, of course, the option of using said dildo on yourself or someone else for others to watch and enjoy on the pool deck. No judgment here.

For those who prefer a slightly more private option, there are curtained cabanas available and it's easy enough to duck inside with a partner for a quick tryst.

» » » CREAMSICLE

(cw: aphrodisiacs, dub-con, altered mental states, miscellaneous kink)

Whether it's the obnoxious, telltale jingle that signals the arrival of ice cream trucks, or the vehicles happen to be spotted in their various parking spots all around Duplicity — including some smaller carts made to navigate the narrower streets of the Down, it's obvious that they're popular considering the warm summer weather. It seems the locals can't get enough of the cool, sweet treats on offer — and, even better, the trucks are offering free samples in addition to selling regular sizes. Popsicles and soft serve ice cream are on the menu, and each frozen bite has its own unique set of effects.

The menu:

Rainbow popsicle - feel the urge to engage in a random kink

Cherry or strawberry popsicle - tell someone about a sexual desire

Grape popsicle - blurt out something embarrassing (but not necessarily sexual)

Ice cream sandwich - temporarily imprint on/feel an intense bond with someone of opposite designation (whoever one sees first)

Vanilla soft serve - enhances desire to serve or be serviced (depending on if one's designation is Sub or Dom)

Chocolate soft serve - enhances sadistic or masochistic tendencies

Want sprinkles with that? Enjoy your added aphro!

« « « NEW TRICKS

(cw: dub-con/non-con, pet play, leash and collar, training/discipline, exhibitionism)

A new public park has recently been built on a formerly empty lot in the Up. The bigger sign on the gate reads "Dog Park," and the smaller sign adjacent to it includes the posted rules that all people need to abide by in order to enter. If you're curious about what such a structure entails (after all, there are dogs in Duplicity), you're in luck: today, there's a meet-and-greet being hosted for pets and their owners, sponsored by a local "pet" shop, with banners advertising the event posted at each end of the park.

This is a Dog Park, alright, but it's intended for a very specific kind of play involving the LIERs who want to wear the collars in question as well as the LIERs who are interested in holding their leashes. Even if you've never harbored an interest in it before, don't worry — random bystanders will be enthusiastically pressured to join in by event volunteers, so you might find yourself wearing a collar or holding a leash in very short order regardless. All pets must be collared and leashed properly in order to enter the Dog Park, and owners must remain in close proximity to their pets at all times. There are toys for tugging and fetching, a few pieces of special playground equipment, and more than enough space to run around. There will also be obedience challenges issued to various pairs at random, just to see how in sync both pet and owner are with one another.

If you decide to participate and remain on your best behavior, you might even earn a nice treat in addition to a pat on the head. The pet shop will be handing out goodie bags consisting of take-home collars, as well as animal tail plugs and other sex toys and gear, to everyone who takes part in the event, willingly or not.

» » » MOD & OOC NOTES

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 the assignments are OOCly 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:

If your character is a night owl, they are a Dominant. If your character prefers the daytime, they are a Submissive.

To Note: Characters can only swap their designation for one of the following reasons: an event occurs that allows it or there are OOC reasons that make it a necessity. Any swap always requires mod approval and each character can only ever switch once. Characters that are being reapped will keep their previous designation but players can choose to tag on new TDMs with different designations for fun!

Test Drive threads can be used as activity proofs for characters currently in-game.

Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have fun!!

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He can't help the pang of arousal at seeing Leon fall to his knees before him, his trousers soon undone and the man's lips on his skin. He certainly seems sure, though his intentions were never to humiliate him. He has a feeling that when Leon is clear-headed again he'll regret this- but he also knows how strong those aphrodisiacs can be in the moment.

"Not to worry, then. I will stay." And now that it's decided, and he knows what Leon wants, he feels better about letting this happen. His fingers tighten in Leon's hair and tug his head upwards to look at him, a small smile now on his lips.

"Put that mouth to good use, then." He's sure Leon will look good doing it. He runs his thumb across Leon's lower lip briefly, admiring the way he looks on his knees in the dim light, before letting go of him and resting his hands on his shoulders instead.

He exhales shakily, Hythlodaeus likely able to feel his hot breath ghost over his thumb, as the demand sends a wave of heat through him, reinforcing that this is exactly what Hythlodaeus wants him to do. His gaze flickers upward as he pushes Hythlodaeus' underwear down and out of the way, freeing his cock.

Wrapping his fingers around him, he starts to jerk him off. He goes back to brushing a few kisses to his hip, teeth grazing his skin teasingly as he works his way to his hardening cock.

As Hythlodaeus stiffens in his hand, he shifts to drag his tongue along the length of his shaft.

With a soft sigh, he soon hardens in Leon's grip- he knows he's not small, so he wonders how far Leon could take him. He isn't cruel enough to force him to take more than he can, but the feel of Leon's tongue along his length certainly has him thinking about it.

"Don't finish me this way... I would see us both content by the end of this."

That's his only request, as long as Leon is okay with it. There is lubricant here after all. Hythlodaeus wouldn't even have to conjure it! And this way, Leon isn't left with a painful erection on top of everything else.

With his own needs mounting swiftly, he foregoes too much teasing, getting straight down to business. He swallows down as much of Hythlodaeus as he can and starts bobbing his head, each stroke managing to take a little more of him in.

He looks up at him through his lashes at the request, steady bobbing not slowing. A soft hum of acknowledgment reverberates in his throat, the hum shifting into a moan as he feels Hythlodaeus' cock brush the back of his throat. His own pants feel painfully tight at this point and pushes his free hand down to work them open roughly.

Leaning back slightly and still holding onto the base of Hythlodaeus' cock with his other hand, he lets him slip from his mouth with a lewd, wet pop.

"Tell me when I should stop," He says, voice raw and breathless, before resuming with another quiet groan, his other hand palming himself over his underwear.

He's mostly quiet while Leon works, besides the soft moans that begin to escape him the longer it goes on. His breath quickens, and he threads his fingers through Leon's hair, eventually keeping him at a rhythm he likes by holding his head in place while his hips work in and out of his mouth.

"Ah... you're good at this."

He looks down at Leon and brushes hair from his face, biting his lip at the sight. "And what a sight you make, too..."

He bets he'd look just as good on his back, or riding him. He groans at the thought and pulls out of Leon's mouth abruptly, grabbing the lubricant nearest to himself. He pushes his underwear down a little further to make it easier on them as he sits, and he pats his lap. "Up here."

There's no room for argument in his tone, not now that Leon's gotten him started.

With a groan, Leon accommodates him, leaning into Hythlodaeus' hold on him. Spit slicks his lips messily as Hythlodaeus uses his mouth. It's giving into everything the drugs want him to, making it that much sweeter.

Leon chuckles softly at the compliment, the sound muffled with his lips stretched around Hythlodaeus' cock. At least at the first compliment, the second sends a flush of color into his cheeks.

He once again lets Hythlodaeus slip out of his mouth, dragging the back of his hand across his mouth to wipe it clean of saliva. Standing up, he looks a little unsure of the chair itself.

"You think this will hold us both?" Neither of them are that big but neither of them are all that small either. Despite voicing his concern, he finishes undoing his pants and pushes them, along with his underwear down, before easing onto his lap.

"The furniture here is far sturdier than you'd expect." Three guesses as to why. In any case, the couch may be a little... used-looking, but Hythlodaeus has made it clear what he wants from Leon now. Unless he'd prefer to be taken on the floor.

As soon as Leon is straddling his hips he pulls him into a rough kiss, tasting himself on the other man's lips and letting his hands wander- they push Leon's shirt up to tweak at his nipples and grope at his chest, a low, pleased hum coming from his throat as he pulls away to get a better look at him. He smirks, just a little, at the dishevelled mess he's slowly making of his companion. Then his hands travel downwards, between Leon's legs, ignoring his cock for now and instead focusing on preparing him thoroughly.

That actually makes him crack a small smile, "Makes sense."

And he would much rather touch as few surfaces in this place as possible. He'd take up against the wall before the floor.

If Leon didn't have drugs in his system making him desperately want to please his partner, he likely would've been a little more resistant of the kiss. Strangely, it felt too intimate for this all but anonymous spur of the moment hook-up.

He groans as he arches into the teasing, Hythlodaeus' hands feel so warm against his skin. Leaning forward as Hythlodaeus' hands slip lower, he presses his mouth to his neck, teeth grazing over his skin as he works his hands under Hythlodaeus' shirt.

Certainly, Hythlodaeus finds no issue in the kiss- though he's never seen it as something that suggests intimacy. In any case the way Leon slides his hands under his shirt is pleasantly distracting, and he tips his head back briefly to allow Leon's teeth to nip at his skin, reaching for the lubricant nearby.

That doesn't last for long, however, as he works Leon open as best as he can with slicked fingers. He isn't here to tease or else this might have taken longer, but he's well aware that this isn't something Leon really wants drawn out. A pity... perhaps another time. He's sure Leon would look exquisite laid out and panting beneath him.

He lines himself up, keeping himself steady with one hand, his other resting on Leon's side. He'll let his partner control the pace here, at least for now, but he signals for Leon to lower himself with a squeeze to his hip.

Leon continues to explore Hythlodaeus' chest as he begins to work him open. He finds Hythlodaeus' nipples, rolling the hardening nubs under the pads of his thumbs, his fingers curling to dig further into his muscle as Hythlodaeus' adds a finger that sends a shudder of pleasure through his body. His breath catches as he's stretched in an almost efficient way, but it still leaves him panting heavily against Hythlodaeus' neck, rocking his hips to meet his pumping fingers.

Reaching behind him, Leon helps guide and line him up as he raises up on his knees.

"Fuck," He exhales shakily as he starts to lower himself down. His own cock is straining, a glistening bead of precum catching the light. He groans, leaning heavily against Hythlodaeus as he bottoms out but the aphrodisiacs have him rolling his hips and wanting more immediately. With a hand on Hythlodaeus' shoulder, the rolling quickly builds into fully riding him, pace building quickly with growing need.

To say Leon is attractive like this would be an understatement, and with Leon getting into the swing of things quickly it lets Hythlodaeus lean back slightly and enjoy the view. He keeps his hands on Leon's hips for a short while, his own lifting as best as he can manage to meet him when he sinks back down, and his breath soon quickens into soft pants as his partner works.

Eventually he takes Leon's cock in hand, and begins to stroke him in time with his thrusts. There's little in the way of teasing, but his free hand does dig blunt nails into his hip, leaving what will likely be light bruises and crescent-shaped marks. He'd chase that further too, if they had time; cover this pretty man in marks. The thought is enough to have him shuddering, the hand on Leon's hip urging him to go faster, harder.

Leon's unable to stifle a loud moan when Hythlodaeus' hips lift to meet his, burying him deep and sending a wave of intense pleasure rocking through him. Feeling the need to anchor himself, he clings to Hythlodaeus, his fingers digging into his shoulder and pushing into his hair as his pace quickened.

The muscles in his thighs burn in protest but it's the last thing on his mind, especially as Hythlodaeus begins to stroke him. Even with the urging, it feels like he just can't quite go fast or hard enough.

He sinks down onto Hythlodaeus, rolling his hips with a frustrated groan as he tips his head back, mumbling a soft 'please', though he isn't even sure what he's asking for.

With a soft moan of his own Hythlodaeus keeps up his pace as best as he can, his stroking hard and fast. Are the aphrodisiacs not allowing him to come as easily as he thought they would? Who knows. Luckily being several thousand years old means he has quite a bit of stamina, but he has to finish at some point.

"You'll come for me, won't you?" He pants it, hand moving to grip hard at Leon's ass as he rides him. "I'd hate to have gotten you all worked up for nothing."

Not that it seems Leon needed the help, exactly, but to have gotten him so close...

He grunts quietly, Hythlodaeus' prompting seeming to be exactly what he'd needed. His own orgasm now becoming part of this strange obsession with serving. Giving Hythlodaeus a nod, the rolls of his hips once again become rising and falling.

Leaning forward against Hythlodaeus, his breath hitches into a groan, muscles starting to go taut around him with each stroke. Finally, he feels so close. He tilts his head to look at Hythlodaeus through half-lidded eyes, seeing the pleasure on his face is enough and he sinks down deep onto Hythlodaeus as he comes, spilling across Hythlodaeus' fingers in spurts as his orgasm hits him.

Breath and movements shaky, he tries to keep moving, still aching to feel Hythlodaeus' own climax.

His breath stutters as Leon comes, the tightening of his muscles and the way he continues to ride him bringing him to his own release soon after. He holds Leon tightly as he groans, filling him before he slumps back and his hips slowly stop moving.

"Ah..." He idly conjures up a cloth to clean his hand off with, before passing it to Leon so that he can clean up too once he can move again. Never mind that simply conjuring up things is probably strange to Leon, but Hythlodaeus is always happy to explain if asked.

Feeling his partner's climax triggers a mix of relief and pleasure as the clawing needy edge brought on by the aphrodisiac subsides. Maybe once Leon is a little more lucid he'll start to wonder about that cloth. At the moment, the haze is only starting to lift but as it does, the cloth still isn't anywhere close to the forefront of his mind.

He leans back a little, swallowing down a moan. Everything feels raw and Hythlodaeus is still inside him, which he honestly appreciates. But that still isn't stopping everything they'd just done from hitting him like a freight train and he immediately feels a little uncomfortable with how he'd acted. Not because they'd had sex, but because he felt like he'd pushed it on Hythlodaeus. He'd been enthusiastic and gracious but he can't shake the feeling that he'd kind of coerced him into this.

He takes the cloth with a quiet 'thanks' and cleans himself up as best he can.

"Are you... good? I think this would happen... Sorry," The words tumble out from half formed thoughts.

He idly rubs at Leon's side as he cleans himself up, and for the moment he's still watching him appreciatively. Less lust in his gaze now, he's more or less just wondering what kind of man Leon is, or what he does day to day to need such a strong build.

"Hmm?" He glances up at Leon's face with a curious expression. "No need to be sorry, my friend. I'm quite all right with what has happened, but... are you?"

"Yeah?" Leon tries to remind himself that this city is just like this but he still can't shake the feeling, though Hythlodaeus' reassurance helps immensely.

"I know you weren't- ... You didn't sign up for this. But... I guess it's not the worst spur of the moment activity," He says with a soft exhale of a laugh, smirk still a little forced as he idly traces the seam where the sleeve of Hythlodaeus' shirt meets the body of it.

"You said most of the food and drinks were like that?" He wouldn't be making that mistake twice.

He smirks again, this time it's more genuine, smiling at the strangeness of the situation, "I'm Leon. Can't say I've ever done introductions like this before."

He doesn't want to keep him trapped here so, putting one hand on Hythlodaeus' shoulder and one on his thigh, he starts to slowly rise, arching his back slightly.

"We don't get to sign up for these things. It simply happens, whether we want it or not- rest assured however, I quite enjoyed myself. But aye, much of the food and drinks from vendors have that effect."

Smiling in a way he hopes continues to reassure him, he lets Leon rise off him first before he offers his name.

"I am Hythlodaeus. I'm glad to meet you, Leon."

He means it- a new friend is a new friend, no matter how you meet them.

"It was, um..." He rubs his face and then the back of his neck, feeling conflicted, "It was good. It was great. Just the... aphrodisiacs... could've done without those."

Would he have randomly pulled a stranger into a private room in the back of a shop and done everything they'd just done? No...

"Hythlodaeus? That's a mouth full. Hythlodaeus. Sounds latin, or something," He says, swallowing down a grunt as he finally stands and Hythlodaeus slides out of him, cum trickling down the inside of his thighs. With a soft, panted exhale, he cleans himself up with the cloth.

"I understand completely. Believe me."

The amount of times he's been affected by pollen, or food, or body oil, or... anything. It's exhausting.

"Heh... I can assure you it isn't Latin, whatever that may be. Most say Greek, but I'm unsure of what that is, too."

When Leon slides off him, he brings forth another cloth to clean himself with before letting it disappear, standing to pull up his trousers and make himself presentable again.

"I'm sure you do," He means it, sounding sympathetic. Likely everyone like them had gone through this sort of thing.

"Oh, right... Greek. I don't really know much about either. I'm guessing your name sounds like it's from antiquity for anyone from an Earth like mine," He pauses in the middle of getting his own pants back up, looking at Hythlodaeus and then looking around.

Either he was losing it, or, "Did you just... make that disappear?"

Seriously, was everyone here capable of magic?

"Hmm? Oh, yes. Is that not commonplace where you come from?"

Hythlodaeus speaks as though people simply made things disappear and reappear all the time where he's from- and truthfully, they did. It was either that or make the item float in order to keep his hands free and really, nobody wants to carry around a dirty rag when they can just make it stop existing.

"Making things disappear? No, can't say it is. Not into thin air, at least," He shakes his head.

He finishes getting his pants on and pushes a hand through his hair, all of it falling right back to where it'd been seconds ago as if he hadn't touched it at all.

"You... already paid and all that, right?" Because he, unfortunately, couldn't help out on that front.

"Of course. Ah, if you need money... I would be happy to share what I have. I earn a fair amount even without my Dominant insisting that he buy everything for me!"

He offers a smile, gives the room a cursory glance to make sure they haven't forgotten anything, then starts to head out.

"Speaking of, you will need a Dominant as soon as possible. It would be wise to begin your search immediately."

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