OOC: DISCLAIMER: this initiation contains violent sexual content of a graphic nature. if you are too young or squeamish, or don't want to read a violent rape, skip this post. we won't hold it against you./OOC
mad cracks his knuckles in glee, "ok thanks SoTN, and don't take this personally...hahaha." mad steps up, Luci eagerly stepping up behind him, excited that she's going to get to play after all.
Mad holds up a clay tablet, the size of his palms. on it is an intricate symbol, looking at which induces terrible headaches and the desire to scrub oneself clean, untill one's skin is red raw.
"this is a Rune Of Disturbing Images. i have been through these forums, and collected every stray thought and image that invokes one's desire for a way to kill the brain cells that hold it's memory...and iv'e added a 'mad's finest' selection...a collection of some of the ones that i have had, and woken up screaming in the night from."
"and now they are yours."
with that mad tosses the clay tablet at SoTN's feet, where it shatters, and a grey-green smoke pours out, surrounding and then being absorbed into SoTN's body through a kind of osmosis. SoTN looks stunned for a moment, the falls to the ground, curled up into a feotal ball and quietly gibbering to himself.
"what, you thought i'd let you ENJOY this? hahaha!"
Mad grins indulgently at Luci, and and nods his approval, as he takes a seat in a comfortable chair in the corner of the room.
"ok sweetie, have some fun with him now."
Luci beams at her master, and turns to SoTN, halted by a last call from madadric.
"oh and Luci? no need to be gentle on him."
Luci, unable to contain her glee any further, leaps at the prone and drooling SoTN, and shreds his clothes, leaving him naked and defenceless to her lust. the prone figur groans, and whimpers something about unshaved european women, and expeditions in jungles.
Luci smiles at the silly human, and begins ministrations to his manhood, quickly geting a response. the debilatated man can only groan in protest. "noo...soo wrong...."
Luci smiles, as she runs her cuntentacles all over SoTN's body, delivering pleasures no mortal can stand for long... SoTN's groans become more desperate, and Luci, taking them as sounds of sexual exitement, places the tip of one of her cuntentacles into his mouth. unable to breathe properly, SoTN attempts to push the offending appendage out of his mouth with his tounge,succeding only in exciting Luci even further.
panting with lust, luci covers SoTN's extremeties with her cuntentacles, and begins pleasuring herself. driven wild, Luci plunges a cuntentacle into SoTN's anus, shocking him awake, the mixture of pleasure, pain, suffocation, and those terrible, terrible images sendin SoTN to the brink of madness and despair, and beyond.
Luci lets out a lusty groan, and removes the cuntentacle from SoTN's mouth, who turns his head to the side, coughing and spitting out a mothfull and half a throatfull of female ejaculate. "ohh god," SoTN mutters weakly, and screams at the pain as another cuntentacle is forced into his already straining rear.
"OH GOD THE PAIN! MAKE IT STOP, PLEASE MAKE IT--aaaUUAAAGH!" the mental images intensify, streaming through his mind and raping him as brutally as Luci's cuntentacles. "NOOO maggotsthesmellohgodthesmelldickgirlsjailbaitthreesomelesbianshairyeatenalikevaginalasersTSCWASABOYSCOUTthepinsOHGODTHEPINS!AAAAAAAGH!"
with the last, SoTN orgasams violently, and goes limp, passed out from the rigors of his abuse, luci withdraws her appendages, and stands, a soft, post-coital smile playing on her lips.
"good girl," mad says, standing from his chair. "you did well today!" mad shows his satisfaction by stroking one of Luci's vaginas, and the pats her affectionately on the rump "now off you go and have a shower, kay?"
the cuntentacle girl beams with pleasure, and skips off to a nearby bathroom, thoughtfully provided for initiatios to wash off the blood and other bodily fluids.
mad walks over to the naked SoTN, just as he is coming round, the images and Luci's "rough love" quickly fading to a dim memory, in order to save his psyche. all that SoTN is left with is a sick feeling, some very uncomfortable pains, a funny taste in his mouth, and the desire to get into a hot, hot shower and never get out.
mad throws a blanket over the poor fellow, sits him down in the chair, and gives him a mug of 1/3 hot chocolate, 2/3 vodka.
"i figure you'll need this more than a beer. drink up."
OOC: thanks for being such a great sport SoTN! /OOC
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