By Ancisace/U
Standard Warning #52345: All characters in this story are the property of their respective owners
I don't own the company that made this game or any of their characters. I do own this really cool optical mouse. It was only £5 , and it looks good, doesn't it?
If you want to try and sue me, then good luck. I am not a real person. I am actually a computer game character, brought to life by a remarkable (and quite frankly ridiculous) chain of events and therefore impossible to sue.
This fic is rated R for occasional bad language and frequent non descriptive sexual references.
Chapter Two: Of Drunks And Drunkeness
The guests sit in chairs in the living room. Justin and Rapp have a clear view from their hiding place in a cupboard
Mio: Nana! Shaki ! Get yah arshes in 'ere. Th' party'sh 'bout t' shtart! Dun-Dun make meh c-c-come in there!
Nana and Saki walk in from the bedroom, looking disheveled. They glance at Mio, and observe the bloodshot eyes and the slight swaying. They reach the obvious conclusion...
Nana: *whispers to Saki* According to MY calculations, Darling Mio is a little drunk...
Feena: Whats that greasy stuff on your nose, Saki?
Liete: And what is that curious odour?
Milda: Yeah, smells like y'all been smoking Laine kippers in here!
Everybody looks at Nana and Saki, who have the grace to look embarrassed
Saki:*hollow laughter* Shall we start this party or what?
Milda: Going by the smell, I'd say you already did...
Meanwhile:
Darlin: Hmmm...Naw, too frilly.
Darlin is rooting around in Milda's wardrobe. Occasionally he will straighten up and examine article of clothing, before tossing it aside
Darlin: Now this is nice. Didn't it used to belong to Milda's maw? Ah, but its a mite floral for my taste...
Darlin rummages a little deeper, until:
Darlin: Perfect. I just looooove the colour...
Darlin holds up a long, red cotton dress. It looks ridiculously thin for a cold climate such as Laine's, but when you consider what the female populace of Laine normally wear, this probably counts as winter clothing...
Darlin: Thank the spirits that momma used to shop at the hefty ladies department. This'd never fit any other how...
Darlin shuts the curtains and struggles into the dress. Its a fight that goes right to the wire, but eventually he stands victorious in front of the mirror
Darlin: Perhaps a little *gasp* snug, but it'll do. Now to slap on some of the ol' war paint...
Later, Back in the cupboard
Justin: *whispers* I think my legs have gone to sleep...
Rapp: Shut up! Things are just starting to get interesting!
And indeed they were. The cheap but potent wine was flowing freely and all the girls were drunk, especially Mio (who had a head start on everyone else) and Liete (who was unaccustomed to alcohol and had therefore never developed any tolerance to it)
Mio: N' thish ish called "The Wriggler". Just switch 't on like thish n' n' n' away you go! *Damp giggle*
The thing in her hand buzzed and rotated. As she pretended to pick her nose with the device there were a was a few seconds of silence until the enormity (and indeed hilarity) of the joke sank in and elicited the appropriate gale of giggles from the other women
Justin: People will laugh at anything when they're drunk! They're acting like a bunch of little kids!
Rapp: *sniggers* She was picking her nose with it! Aww man, that's just so funny!
Milda holds up a particularly repulsive looking item
Milda: What're all these knobbly bits fer? Looks like a de-formed sea shell!
Nana: Probably so it looks like what it ends up smelling like! Hahaha!
More laughter ensues
Liete: I must say, I fail to understand the purpose of these... *Holds up a complicated metal and plastic device*
Feena: Those are called nipple clamps. Pain concentrates the mind, helping you totally focus on the erotic sensations from your partner. Its a really mind blowing experience...*Wistful sigh*
Rapp: Woah! Juss, you dark horse you!
Justin: *mouth hanging open* I have no idea where that came from! Has Feena been keeping secrets from me!?
Meanwhile, Back at the ranch-Uh, I mean Milda's House:
Darlin: Lessee now...Makeup?...Check!...clothes...check!...purse...check! I'm all set!
Someone outside pips their horn
Darlin: I'm coming already! Hang on a minute there, Mullen!
Mullen is sitting outside the house in his kite, waiting impatiently. He is wearing something complicated, chiefly consisting of leather and chains. The word "MASTER" is printed on his chest in bright green letters. The bondage gear doesn't really suit him, but he is wearing it totally unselfconsciously. When Darlin walks out the house he sees what Mullen is wearing and hesitates for a few seconds.
Darlin: Y'all know I ain't exactly comfy around leather, Mullen...
Mullen: Yes? Well I "ain't exactly comfy"with homosexuals. Get in the damn kite, Darlin.
Darlin: Watch you mouth boy! It'd be a shame if Leen found out what you get up to at weekends, wouldn't it? I ain't no faggot, all right?
Mullen: Sure, and I'm not a serial murderer. So I like to kill a people every now and then, but who doesn't?
Darlin: *scowling* Just shut up and drive, blonde boy...
Back at The Sargeants apartment once again, and things are livelier than ever. Everybody is really having a good time, with the possible exception of Justin, who is getting more and more concerned about Feena...
Feena: What do you guys think? Does it suit me?
Feena is wearing a rubber catsuit, with a knotted turticamel-hide Cat o' Nine Tails hanging from a loop at her waist. Justin has to admit she looks gorgeous in it, but this is totally out of character for her...
Liete: So how do these work?
Liete is holding up a pair of panties. Protruding from the front is 9 inches of latex, roughly cylindrical and tapering to a rounded off point. A similar piece of latex is inside the panties. Nana glances meaningfully at Saki
Nana: Why don't we give her a "demonstration", Saki?
Saki: *broad smile* Yes, lets...
Liete: That would be lovely.
Nana and Saki each take hold of one of Liete's hands, and start leading her towards the bedroom
Liete: Why are we going into your bedroom for this demonstration?
Saki: We...um, need plenty of space?
Liete: Really? Then I suppose that's okay.
The three ladies go into the bedroom. Nana closes the door behind them, chuckling quietly to herself...
Milda: Y'all think we oughta do something? *Gestures with a thumb at the door behind her*
Feena: Bah. Screw her, the stuck up bitch has it coming
Milda: She will in a couple of minutes, anyways! Haw haw haw!
Cue another giggling fit
Justin: Whats the matter with Feena? She never talked about Liete like that in front of me...
Justin turns to look at Rapp, and his jaw drops. He is shaking uncontrollably, and his face is almost scarlet. A vein is throbbing at his temple, and his lips are pressed together so tight they have gone white. For a minute, Justin thinks he is about to explode. It takes a while to realize he is desperately trying to avoid laughing
Justin: *whispers* Shhh! Calm down, Rapp! Do you want us to get caught?
Rapp: *whispers* sorry Juss, but I cant help it! This is so freaking funny!
Justin: *whispers* Just be quiet will you?
Milda has spotted the DonkyDong lying on the floor. She bends over and picks it up, and then examines it with a critical eye
Mio: Well? What d'ya think?
Milda: *sniffs* Well, I suppose its all right for most people, but its nothing compared to my Darlin'
Feena: But that things 13" long! Geez, how big is Darlin?
Milda: Y'all hang on a sec, I think I saw something...
Milda rummages around in the pile of "things", before holding up an especially long one
Justin: *mouth hanging open* That must be 15" long!
Rapp: Hee Hee Hee!
Milda: How 'bout you Feena? Hows Justy boy stack up?
Feena: Hang on a second...like this!
*Feena is holding up a plastic penis approximately 5" long and waving it about cheerfully. Justin's mouth hangs open so far his jaw is nearly touching his ribs. Rapp has clamped both hands over his mouth, and tears are running down his face as he fights to prevent any laughter coming out*
Justin: I can't believe Feena would talk about me like that...
Screams of excitement and moans of pleasure start coming through the bedroom wall. Everybody can hear Liete saying "Oh yes! I can *moan* definitely see what *gasp* the purpose of these is nooooooow!!!"
*Rapp is now desperately pinching his thighs and turning purple, desperately trying not to make any noise. Justin glances at him, and prays he has a little self control*
Feena: What about You, Mio?
Milda: Yeah, Y'all gonna show us what your last guy was like?
*Mio reaches into the pile and withdraws a small, grey something, 2 inches in length. It is a butt plug, smooth and narrow.Mio balances it on her own palm*
Mio: It wa' jusht a teenshy bit shorter th'n thish...
*All three girls laugh*
Milda: You can't be serious...
Feena : Whats the guy's name?
*Mio leans forward, and looks over her shoulder theatrically. The other two girls lean closer too. Mio whispers a name, but due to her extreme drunkenness Mio was unable to judge how loud she was speaking, and the spies in the cupboard clearly heard her say one mans name:*
Mio: Mullen...
*That did it. Rapp couldn't help himself. He roared with laughter, gasping and sniggering. He thumped on the cupboard door, which burst open and sent them both sprawling onto the floor. Rapp carried on roaring with laughter, not noticing or caring about their loss of concealment. Tears roll down his face. Justin watches in horror as the ladies automatically reach for their weapons, and then see what has happened. Angrily, they stalk over to where they lay.*
Feena: Justin! What are you doing here! You were spying on me?
Justin: I-
Feena: I thought you trusted me! Damn you Justin! *Runs off crying and slams the door behind her*
Milda: I don't like little boys spying on me *cracks knuckles loudly*
*The door opens and in walk Nana, Saki and Liete, wearing smiles and very little else. These smiles fade when the see who is standing there*
Liete: What are these gentlemen doing here?
Milda: These boys decided to crash our party. They been spying on us!
Nana: They WHAT!?
Saki: Those bastards!
Mio: Letsh get 'm.
*They fan out into a circle cutting off any escape for Justin and Rapp. Rapp raises his hands in a calming gesture*
Rapp: C'mon, don't do anything you'd regret. I don't believe in hitting ladies...
Milda: Ya hit me once...
Nana: Yeah, and you hit me, Saki and Mio before...
Rapp: Yeah, like I said. I don't believe in hitting *ladies*
Justin: *gulp* Thats done it...
*Rapp and Justin feel the wall touch there back. There is nowhere left to go. The women are glaring at them, especially Milda and the Sargeants. They pounce on them, and Rapp and Justin are dragged onto the floor and surrounded*
.....................
*Justin opens his eyes and sees stars. He is lying in the street, and it is cold. His chest is sore too. He looks down and screams. He is wearing a pair of edible panties, that were so tight they went right up his ass crack. There was a clamp on both nipples, linked to a chain. The chain goes down between his legs, mercifully past his genitalia. Instead, they are connected to a set of ankle shackles. He also appears to be wearing silk stockings with fluffy pink garters and a red nylon suspender belt. He struggles into a sitting position, yelping when movement of his legs tugs on the chain to the nipple clamps. He tries to remove them, and realizes his hands are fastened behind his back with a pair of handcuffs. Then he sees Rapp.*
Rapp is clad in a rubber bondage suit. It is covered in chains, and looks very uncomfortable. It is skin tight. Accross the chest is the word "Slave"is written in large green letters. His wrists and ankles have been chained together, and have been attached to a lamppost. A bondage gag is wrapped around his head, making him unable to speak. Justin cautiously makes his way over.
Justin: Are you all right?
Rapp: Mmph mph *mmmmph* mmph?!
Justin *takes gag out of Rapps mouth* Are you okay?
Rapp: Like I said? Do I look ok!? Get me out of here...
Justin: I cant do anything like this. I'll go home, get my chain cutters and nobody will ever know. Wait here...
Rapp: Am I going anywhere? And hurry up! Those bitches shoved one of those things right up my-mmph!
*Justin hastily reapplies the gag and heads home, the tent he shares with Feena. He opens the flap carefully. There is a cough behind him. It is Feena, carrying a candle*
Feena: Justin!
Justin: Feena, I can explain-
Feena: Don't bother!
Justin: But-
Feena: Now I see why you were spying on me! You were trying to find out what I like in bed! That is so sweet! And you know? *Walks towards him and kisses him* I just love a man in nipple clamps...*Blows out the candle*
*Rapp is cold and bored. His arms and legs have gone to sleep, and the bondage suit is already chafing him. Suddenly a shadow looms over him*
Rapp: Mph? Translation: "Is that you, Justin?"
Darlin: Well now, fancy seeing you here, and dressed like this! I didn't know you were into these parties!
*Rapp sees what Darlin is wearing, and his eyes slam open wide in horror*
Darlin: Whatdyathink? Should we take him with us?
Mullen: Yes, I've been looking for a new slave...
*Rapp sees what Mullen is wearing, and starts yelling into his gag*
Darlin: Look, he's all excited. Don't worry, Mullen will take *reaaal* good care of ya! Haw Haw!
*Darlin reaches down, snaps the chain around the lamppost as though it was cotton candy, and slings Rapp over his shoulder. Rapp kicks and struggles as much as possible with the restricted movement, but it is futile. After a while he stops struggling and his head sags. Then he raises it and shrugs. He smiles to himself as they push open the door, and Darlin carries him into a house at the edge of town*
THE END!