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duplicitymemes2019-01-16 07:57 pm
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TDM #4 OVERFLOW
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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. 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. Oh, and one more thing. It's fucking cold. Better bundle up. |
 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. |
 While the societal climate between Dominants and Submissives remains somewhat neutral throughout Duplicity, there has been the occasional whisper of defiance and call for equality. Yet, demonstrations and visible proof of this unhappiness spreads faster by word of mouth on a day exactly when you need it most. Welcome to Autonomy, a "traveling" nightclub that is never in the same place twice. People wanting to attend only learn of its lucrative location and password hours before it opens for business. Tonight, I choose the third door will get you inside and into the temporary freedom club Autonomy has to offer. In this circle, there are no assigned designations and no consequences for taking a role that isn't the one given by society. So, a Dominant may become the Submissive they've always wanted to be—or vice versa. Dominants and Submissives alike are able to mingle without repercussion and be themselves. Food, drinks, and private areas for more intimate – or if your preference is sexual – encounters are provided. Donations are accepted at any point during the night to further Autonomy's attempts of spreading the fulfillment that comes from being untitled. On the night you choose to visit, Autonomy is holding a random lottery for temporary connections. When entering, you have the choice of submitting your name into this drawing to be paired with someone else in the club regardless of designation. A short while later, a message will pop up on your device with the name and information of your partner, and whether or not you choose to meet them is purely at your discretion. Having more than one connection isn't completely unusual either. |
 Gratification of being a successful Dominant or Submissive isn't necessarily simple. Learning curves are to be made, and mistakes will happen. Led by a Dominant and Submissive couple – Miriam and Victoria, who have been paired for twenty-two years – a monthly meeting for unattached Dominants and Submissives is held in the conference room of Morning Wood motel in the Down. The meeting starts a few minutes after nine and has no designated end time. The couple introduce themselves and explain the purpose of the meeting: learn the proper method for a new kink and possibly find your perfect partner. The space is intimate and well-stocked with refreshments. To begin, Victoria, while blindfolded, balances on her hands and knees with her back perfectly level. Her partner, when ready, places various items on the level surface–a full cup, a plate. The Submissive is meant to hold the items until the Dominant believes she's reached her limit. The exercise is one of trust and understanding. The demonstration is a short one, followed by Miriam removing the blindfold and soothing her Submissive. The words are whispered low and with care, clearly a method that is specific to this couple. The process is concluded with the pair handing out workups, videos, and answering questions. Anyone wishing to practice Purposeful Submission can do so in the open room with a random volunteer, aided by the couple, or can find someone to take to one of the rented rooms. Sex may follow any scene but is not necessarily included. Experimenting with unattached Dominants and Submissives allows for new relationships to form. |
Please read carefully. On each Test Drive Meme, there will be a section noting character roles based on birthdays; these will vary each TDM. On an IC level, character 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 chose "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 characters who have blue eyes or one blue eye and another color are Submissives. All characters who have brown eyes or one brown eye and another color are Dominants. Characters with any other color eyes are Dominants. To use this TDM as a door pass please link this on your app and place whether it is Dominant or Submissive. Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have fun!! |
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He also knows that Gavin knows how to kiss.
That is, as it turns out, enough for him.
"Let's get out of here," Juno says. He smiles. "Making out still an option though."
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"Outta here sounds good. Mine or yours?" He raises an eyebrow, "My place is close, but I gotta warn you, the rooms they give us down here are... I mean, imagine a shitty motel. Does Mars have shitty motels?"
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Better to brush off those feelings, he thinks.
"Mars has shitty motels, and I've lived in shitty apartments pretty much my whole life." Juno squeezes Gavin's shoulder. "I'm not sure you can make it far enough to get back to my place." Plus, being at Gavin's makes it easier for Juno to leave when he's done.
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"Alright then, my place it is," He says before breaking into a grin as Juno teases him, "Fuck off."
He gives Juno a light, playful shove, "If I was that desperate, I'd've suggested the bathroom. Or a nice, classy alleyway.
C'mon, it's a short walk."
He bumps his shoulder into Juno's as they fall into step with one another.
As promised, it's only about a five minute walk. Also as promised, the place looks like a dive. Gavin has to shoulder check the door to make it open, the doorframe having warped years ago. The whole place is just one room and one bathroom, like a motel, one bed, one shitty lamp that barely gave off light. And, just like a motel room, it looked virtually unlived in.
"Home, sweet home," He joked as he pushed the door shut and took a step towards Juno, pushing the man's jacket off.
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He's going to have to move out, before it makes him even less stable than he is.
This, though, feels a lot closer to home, and it means he knows what to do, how to inhabit the space. It doesn't leave any pretenses between them, because someone comes back to a space like this only for one real purpose.
"Maybe I should work on making you a little more desperate," Juno says. Instead of moving to undress Gavin he uses his clothing as leverage to pull him towards Juno, to kiss him again.
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But ending up in a place like this made perfect sense in the moment. it definitely had the sleazy, rent by the hour, motel room vibe. Unfortunately, this was also where Gavin would be sleeping tonight. But he's not thinking about any of that right now. Juno is a good distraction.
He bites his lip, doing a poor job of covering his smirk as he's tugged closer, gaze flickering down to Juno's lips before they're pressed together again. The kiss gets an approving hum from Gavin and he continues to push at Juno's jacket as he walks him back a step or two until they bump into one of the walls. Once Juno's jacket is taken care of, he decides to focus on something easier, his own clothes. He easily shrugs off his own jacket, letting it drop to the ground as he shifts his weight to nudge a leg between Juno's, thigh pressing up against his crotch.
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This encounter, though, might not be something he had to work very hard towards but it's definitely all on him and Gavin, and the momentary need for something pleasurable.
Juno feels his back hit the wall and he responds to the position by deepening that kiss, by nipping at Gavin's lip after the man's own bite and pressing his tongue into his mouth. His hands run over Gavin's arms, taking advantage of the fact that Gavin decided to take care of his own jacket, and then Juno's hand slips under his shirt, traveling up his back.
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Gavin leans into the touch, nudging his thigh forward gently as he starts to toy with the button of Juno's jeans, teasing and palming his hand over the front of his pants more than actually opening them.
He breaks the kiss to pant softly, catching his breath as he rocks his hips forward to grind against Juno.
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Juno lets himself groan when Gavin pulls away from his mouth, in between catching his breath.
His fingers hold onto Gavin's back, nails scratching lightly.
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"You wanted to see that scar right?" He panted softly, tilting his head to kiss along Juno's jaw as he half waited for an answer, hands moving to his jean.
Undoing them, he takes a step back, stumbling a little as he toed off his shoes at the same time and kicked them aside. He tugs the zipper of his jeans open as he takes another step back toward the bed. Another step and the back of his leg bumps the mattress.
He lets his jeans fall, though they pool around his knees. With his jeans half off and in nothing but a pair of black boxer-briefs, he hooks a finger through one of the belt loops of Juno's pants to guide him closer as he sits back onto the bed.
Gavin makes a gun with his fingers and points the 'muzzle' at a round scar on his thigh and then pulls the 'trigger' mimicking the sound of a gun firing.
As if either of them cares about the stupid scar. Gavin is barely done pointing it out when he's easing Juno's shirt up and leaning forward to bite and lick along one of his hip bones, hand once again moving to palm him through his pants.
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He leans towards Gavin's touch, his hands reaching out and pressing against his ass, feeling the fabric in his way before he reached under the cloth, touching bare skin with a responding feeling that pulsed through him.
"Come here," he says, before he climbs onto the bed himself, pulling Gavin's body towards him.
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Tilting his head, he watches Juno's fingers brush over his old scar, swallowing thickly. He moaned softly when Juno's hands moved back to his ass, biting his lip to stifle the noise.
There's something about getting almost manhandled, slid bodily closer to Juno, that sends a spark of anticipation and excitement through him and makes him groan again. He reaches out, sliding palms flatly up Juno's chest before cupping the back of Juno's neck to guide him closer, seeking out his lips again.
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And then Juno is sliding down Gavin's body, peeling off the boxer-briefs while he bites near Gavin's nipple, and then continues down.
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His fingers curled into Juno's hair as he slunk backward, making little sounds of encouragement, groans and grunts, as Juno worked his way down his chest.
"Shit!" He hissed, body arching into Juno's mouth at the unexpected sting of the bite, fingers tightening in his hair. He shifts a little, lifting his hips in an attempt to help Juno get the last of his clothes off.
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Gavin's not a quiet partner, and Juno rewards him for that by running his nails over Gavin's thighs. He licks a stripe along Gavin's cock, letting Gavin adjust to the reality of it, letting himself read the man's reactions.
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"Juno," He groans at what he can't help but think is teasing, that slow lick up his straining erection making him tremble in the attempt not to move his hips, "Please."
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So he doesn't draw it out any further, just wraps his lips near the tip of Gavin's cock and slides his mouth over the length of him.
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He shifts a little so he can tilt his head up enough to watch Juno with a steady, dark, heated gaze.
"Fuck, you look so hot," He cracks a sheepish smile, chuckling softly at his own loss of any semblance of a filter between thinking and speaking.
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It's almost enough to make him comfortable, and certainly the complement doesn't go unrewarded, as Juno swallows around Gavin's length.
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"C'mere," He mumbled before biting his lip and tugging at Juno, trying to pull him up so he could kiss him.
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He's enthusiastic when he lets Gavin pull him up, kissing him back sloppily. His right hand trails over Gavin's body, still appreciating it even as he draws back. His eye is lust darkened, and Juno kisses the corner of Gavin's lips before he talks. His voice is rough but comfortable. "You want to fuck me?"
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"Fuck," His lips curl into an almost predatory smirk. Voice hardly above a raspy whisper he nods, "Yeah. Lemme... one sec. Lube... Condoms. You still have those on Mars, right?"
It's a weird, out of place joke, voice still a low, lustful growl. But he turns and reaches for the bedside table, tugging the drawer. He tossed the condom packet onto the bed, forgotten for now and pressed against Juno, tugging him closer as he parted his lips and pressed in for another kiss with a quiet groan.
There's a quiet click as he flicks the cap of the lube open, making quick work of pouring a bit out onto his fingers. He slipped his tongue past Juno's lips as he teased a slicked finger over his entrance, moaning with anticipation.
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It's the tone of the voice as much as the words that make a difference right now, and Juno can hear the wanting, likes that smirk plenty well enough for Juno to start imagining what it's going to be like to have Gavin inside of him.
The kiss is a sloppy one, Juno's body shifted to make sure Gavin has all the access he needs with that finger and Juno's own interest making itself plenty clear. The lube is a little cold but Juno just presses himself into the touch, into the eager wanting that at this point argues for speed and more.
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"Fuck- You... you lemme know when you're ready," He mumbled, lips messily brushing against Juno's as he spoke. As much as every inch of his body wanted him to rush this, he really didn't want to rush Juno and he could keep his eagerness in check.
He was practically aching but he was determined to move slowly, stretching Juno and twisting his fingers deeper with each steady thrust.
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"Fuck," Juno said himself, a needy needling sort of noise. "Almost ready, come on."
This was no romantic dinner with flowers, and Juno definitely liked it better that way.
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