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TDM #41
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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 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. Submissives are provided with a plain black pleather collar to wear and Dominants are given bracelets made of the same black pleather. The simple design is an immediate visual indicator that they have not yet signed a contract and they will be informed that more elaborate or personalized styles are a privilege reserved for those who do. Enjoy your free time until Orientation! Participation is mandatory for all new and past arrivals. The first hints of spring are in the air. Large piles of snow still linger, but precipitation has turned to rain and the breeze gets a little warmer every day. It's time to swap out wool coats for umbrellas and turtlenecks for tea dresses! |
 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. |
 (cw: cockwarming, lap sitting, frottage, edging, public sexual acts, public displays, public transport) Far too many people can’t seem to follow directions. Reading a map shouldn’t be that hard, so LIES has taken it upon themselves to update their usual city tour to refresh newcomers and graduates alike. This month’s orientation includes a more in-depth tour than the usual train ride, coupling it with bus routes that lead groups through various stations and stops that show off some of the city’s most notable landmarks. To your left you will see Fiddler's Square, and over on the right you will see the greenhouse, opened just last year. Enjoy this drive along the coast! The beach looks lovely and the lighthouse stands proud and watchful, but the city recommends against visiting either one. Isn't the business district much lovelier, with all the fancy hotels and lively dance clubs? Dominants and Submissives both new and old are required to take or give the tour at least once, depending on how long they have been in the city. Those who have lived in the city for over six months will find themselves given maps to follow and brochures that describe various places in town; they are paired with newcomers who haven't been here quite as long, and are still learning what the city has to offer them. Whether a tour guide or a member of the tour group, Dominants will be given priority seating, while Submissives are expected to either kneel at their feet, sit on their laps, or even stay standing in trains and buses that, curiously, are always packed. Everyone’s taking these tours, so it's no wonder these carriages are so crowded. Something strange happens on these tours, though. It starts small and faint, but the longer you spend in these crowded buses and trains, the hotter you feel - and the people surrounding you look more and more attractive. But this is Duplicity, and no one will bat an eye if the Submissive on a Dominant’s lap starts humping them in front of everyone else… After all, it seems like everyone else is already also doing the same. The strange part? No one can get off. No matter how far you take it, or how long you try to climax - you just can't. No one can. No one's getting off on this tour, not until the bus or train makes it to each pre-planned stop. Please mind the gap as you disembark, and try not to come all over the concrete the minute you step out of the vehicle! |
 (cw: randomized kinks, exhibitionism, transactional sex) The tours aren't all about sex on the go. While the tour guides are given maps and brochures to study up on, the tour-takers are given little stamp cards and instructions to complete a fun stamp rally. Visiting each of the locations on your card can get you an adorable stamp, and completing the stamps will get you a fun and useful prize! Participating locations include: ▪️ The Aquarium ▪️ The Library ▪️ Cupid's Castle ▪️ PUSSY Academy ▪️ The Obelisk ▪️ Riddler's Square ...and more! Every card is different, and will take you all around the Up and the Down. The catch - you don't get a stamp until you use your device to scan an official code found in stamp stands at each stop. Doing so brings up a pose to be done with at least one other person. Make sure to pose quickly, a camera somewhere in the area will flash in a few moments to take your photo. Some photos are fairly straightforward - a kiss to the cheek, or a slap to the ass. Others are a bit more involved - giving a blowjob, or getting pegged. Don't complain, some unlucky people might get something convoluted (can anyone truly bend that way? Time to find out!). You get unlimited tries to take the perfect picture - so if you don't manage it the first time, simply scan again and strike another pose. Unfortunately the pose won't change with any additional scans, so make sure to do your best with what you’ve been given! Completed stamp cards can be exchanged at the Orientation Center for a loaded money pass! Particularly valuable to Submissives (uncontracted ones, or ones who want to buy things by themselves), money passes are honored all over the city, and can be used to purchase necessities without a Dominant’s signature. The pass is valid for a whole month, and has enough to cover a month’s worth of decent warm meals, a few indulgences, and maybe some appropriate clothes for the season. Buy whatever you need to impress the Dominant of your dreams and secure a contract that suits your needs. |
 (cw: clothes play, optional crossdressing, optional transactional sex, public sex, mirror sex, exhibitionism) In a bid to attract new customers, the boutique Delicate Desires has partnered with LIES to advertise their shops as a one-stop-shop for new arrivals to get their hands on necessities they’ll need to make their lives easier and more enriched. With every completed stamp card, Submissives will also receive a coupon for 40% off anything in the store. Get a frilly, lacy outfit for every occasion! If you don’t have any cash or failed to complete your stamp card - don’t fret! Find another Submissive who is willing to spend money on you from their own pass, or find a Dominant to spoil you - with the outfit being one of their choice, of course. There are changing rooms available for customers to try on outfits and one may find that when they look at themselves in the mirrors of the store, their self-confidence spikes. It doesn’t matter how good or bad they may objectively look, they’ll feel like the hottest person to ever grace Duplicity’s streets. If said boost in confidence comes with feeling hot and bothered, well, the clerks won’t mind if the rooms are used for a quickie, so long as you’re, well, quick about it. They're expecting a lot of customers! A competing store next door, Allure & Adorn, has decided to use this opportunity to try and lure customers into their own shop, boasting that their clothes are just as good - if not better! - than the ones offered next door. They will also accept the money passes that Submissives may have earned during the stamp rally, but their prices are a little less favorable than the boutique's. Their outfits, instead of their mirrors, seem to make those that wear them feel prone to showing off and indulging in exhibitionist activities. No fucking in the changing rooms here though - this store has class! Go out on the streets if you wish to indulge in that sort of behaviour. |
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: All new arrivals on this TDM are 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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“No, I’m not going to just stand there…” He purred sliding between her legs, grabbing the packet and squeezing the rest of the lube into his hand and slickened his shaft up. He wrapped his hand around the base as he pressed the head of his length against her entrance, giving her one last chance to stop if she wanted to.
“Ready?” He breathed looking down at her under him.
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Her fingers still against her stomach for a moment before moving to the sheets. Kainé exhales sharply, her grip tightening. Her body is tense—not with fear, but with anticipation, something deep and aching.
For a second, she hesitates. Her gaze flickers up to him, dark and daring. Then, she clicks her tongue. “You’re the one taking your damn time. Just do it already. Stop treating me like I’m some fragile thing.”
Her voice is rougher than she means it to be, but she doesn’t care. She isn’t going to back out now.
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He grinned at her insistent she wasn’t fragile. “I’m just showing you respect.” He whispered and then slowly started to push into her body. Moaning softly as he felt her body start to wrap around him.
He carefully pushed in deeper until he was completely sheathed inside of her, panting as he paused, looking down at her to read her expression. His own body trembling as he struggled to keep his control, making sure she had fully adjusted to being filled.
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Her fingers dig into the sheets, curling around the fabric with every inch he pushes in. She sucks in a breath, her body tensing around him on instinct, until she reminds herself to breathe and relax. Pressing her lips together, she refuses to let anything slip out. Not yet, at least.
She watches his body tremble above her, and as soon as Kainé feels comfortable, she rolls her hips. It’s a small movement, a slight one, meant to tease him. “Don’t you dare hold back.”
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He grabbed hold of her hips digging his nails into her as he pulled back and pushed back in, starting to take her more roughly than he had originally wanted. He leaned down and captured her lips, thrusting his tongue into her mouth, not loosening up his grip.
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Her body burns with an ache, a need, finally being fulfilled. She’s craved this since that endless stretch on the bus, felt the desperation the moment they got off. Now, at last, she has something to pour her energy into, something that feels good instead of anything else.
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He mouths over her neck, sucking the flesh into his mouth. His hair falling forward and brushing against her with each movement. He isn’t even thinking anymore. He does wish she’d let her voice fall free, wanting to hear her pleasure.
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Her body responds instinctively, rolling her hips to meet his. The way he fills her, the way he moves—it’s almost too much. Every touch, every brush of his lips against her skin, the ghost of his hair sweeping over her, only fuels the overwhelming sensation building inside her again. She clenches her fingers beneath his grip, breath shuddering as she teeters on the edge of it.
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He smiled against her neck when he heard the whimper escape her, giving a particularly stronger thrust in appreciation for the sound she produced. He liked the rush of power knowing he could elicit such sounds from his partner, especially one as stubborn as she was. It made him want to make her let more sounds slip.
He bit down where he was sucking on her flesh before he let his mouth slip off, leaving behind a dark mark. “God… Kainé.” he groaned when her body met his. There was a small prickling of sweat forming over his skin as their bodies moved together. He tightened his fingers in response to her own grip while letting his lips press light butterfly kisses along her throat, collarbone and the curve of her breast in complete opposite to how his body moved more roughly in hers.
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Her fingers curl tighter into the sheets as his lips trail over her skin, the contrast of his gentle kisses and the roughness of his thrusts leaving her breathless. She can’t stop the moan that slips past her lips, despite her attempts. "Don’t stop," she manages, her voice strained but steady.
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“I won’t.” He panted, looking up at her and picking up the pace once they were settled in the new position. Giving her at least the semblance of control with her riding his lap.
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She exhales sharply, resting her forehead against his. “Shit…” The word is barely more than a breath, swallowed up by the pace he sets
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He panted, giving her a seductive grin feeling their foreheads pressed together. Hearing her explicative made him chuckle. He then slowed his pace to a teasing slowness to draw more from her. “Mmmm…” he murred. He fully intended to draw out both of their enjoyment, and her frustration. Though his own control was starting to fray around the edges.
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When he slows down, her eyes snap open, a growl curling in her throat. “You bastard,” she mutters, voice low and strained with need. She shifts her hips, trying to force more friction, not above chasing what she wants if he’s going to tease.
“Don’t make me beg,” she growls, but there’s a flicker of defiance in her eyes—half a warning, half a challenge.
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He nipped her throat as she growled at him. “I can be…” he teased against her skin, not quite picking up the pace yet. His grip tightened on her to prevent her from trying to slip off of him.
“I have no intention of making you beg…” he paused as he thrust up sharply into her. “…this time.” He panted, leaving the promise of a future encounter where he would do just that heavy in air.
He groaned at the added friction, his length throbbing inside her as he regained control of himself, not willing to spill just yet. He fully intended to pull another orgasm out of her first.
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“You keep talking like that, and you’re gonna regret not shutting up sooner,” she mutters, half-breathless. She twitches against him, hands sliding up to the back of his neck, stopping just short of his hair as she pulls him closer.
Despite the bite in her words, she doesn’t stop him. She doesn’t want to. She’s close again—she can feel it, and by the look in his eyes, he knows it too.
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“You can always make me shut up. My lips are right here after all.” He breathed, his body shining in the dim light with a layer of sweat. Soon he picks up the pace, moving harder and faster without warning. A hand wrapped around her member, starting to stroke it adding another layer of stimulation. He was determined to make her fall over the edge for him again.
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"You're just asking for trouble," she murmurs, her voice low and breathless, a faint growl in her tone. The words come out more impatient than she expects, and she presses herself closer to him, her hips moving against his, desperate to push herself over the edge.
She pulls him in for another heated kiss, her lips desperate but controlled, her body shuddering as the need grows within her.
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He could tell her impatience through both her words and her body. “Go ahead, let yourself go.” He panted encouragingly, and gave a sharper thrust up into her. He let out a more gutteral moan when her body pressed even closer against his.
He cupped the back of her head letting go of her length to support her and hungrily returned the kiss. He pushed his tongue past her lips locking them more tightly together.
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She lets out a low, almost inaudible growl, the frustration and need building inside her like a storm. “You just don’t know when to quit, do you?” she murmurs, voice thick with desire, her hips moving faster now, chasing the feeling.
Her kiss turns frantic, her tongue pushing against his as she pulls him deeper into the moment. The heat between them rises, and she feels herself slipping, her control finally breaking. Her body trembles, and the sharp release crashes through her, leaving her breathless against his lips.
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He felt her lock the kiss, freely giving her access to his mouth, his moan being silenced by her. He felt her body starting to tighten around him, squeezing his length. When she released her body drew his own out, his body thrusting hard into her. He crushed her smaller body against him, stilling her from moving as he spilled into her.
He felt the heat of her own release paint over their bodies as he trembled, his body tense as he rode out their orgasms. He pressed his forehead against hers, panting heavily with a small smile playing over his lips.
After a minute or so he laid back on the bed, pulling her down to rest on top of him, gently rubbing her back. He was still inside her enjoying the connection a bit longer.
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This is her first time. It’s a man that she can’t remember, but one that her body instinctively surrendered itself to. She allows him to pull her down without complaint, resting her cheek against his chest, though her breathing’s still uneven. Her arms curl loosely around him, half out of instinct, half out of not knowing what the hell else to do.
“…Don’t get used to this,” she mutters, her voice low and rough with exhaustion, but there is no real bite in it. The anger has settled for the time being, and her only desire now is to rest.
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It made his heart ache in the memory of the last four years. But she didn’t remember him now, and if it hadn’t been for the bus, he wouldn’t have her back in his arms now.
He laughed softly, his length softening in her and pulls out. “Get used to what? You cuddling on top of me?” He whispered playfully.
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“It’s only happening because I’m just too fucking tired to move,” she mumbles, eyes fixed on some random spot in the room, purposefully avoiding his. It’s easier to say that than admit how weirdly… safe she feels right now. How comfortable she is. How natural it feels to be this close to him, even when she still doesn’t have all the pieces of who he is.
She shifts slightly, letting out a quiet sigh. “Don’t make it weird.”
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“I’m not trying to make anything weird.” He assured her, his hand resting lightly on the small of her back.
“Whenever you’re ready I can get you a bath going. No rush, I’m quite comfortable right now.” He said knowing they both needed to be cleaned up, but wasn’t going to invite himself to bathe with her, or stay the night. After all, he was just about a stranger to her.
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