So. Who does a guy have to fuck, or get fucked by, in order to escape this closet they call a room for the night?
Any takers or am I going to start assuming everyone has decided to practice abstinence?
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So. Who does a guy have to fuck, or get fucked by, in order to escape this closet they call a room for the night?
Any takers or am I going to start assuming everyone has decided to practice abstinence?
goldstarblaine:
We’ve all been a little quiet while we recover from our own Halloween overdoses, but I’d like to break the social calm. If anyone out there would like to assist me in cooking a meal, I’d be incredibly grateful. I will, of course, be sharing the fruits of our labor and your comfort will be my first priority.
Define assist. I won’t be very cooperative in the long run if you use that term and then leave the majority of the work to me.
I don’t mean to be rude, but isn’t it a little… harsh to judge the academy, and those inside of it, so quickly?
It might be, but I don’t recall asking for your opinion on the matter. So do us both a favor and take it elsewhere.
Why not? It’s what you are, there’s nothing wrong with that. Don’t act stupid, Christien. I know you’ve got a brain up in that head of yours. As if your decisions don’t have consequences, sucre. You know they do. I could have lived with the rude starter, but then you pretended to be a Dominant and if I don’t step in, the Headmaster will, and unless you like having your tongue nailed to a cross, it’s best I step in before he does. The last person to pretend to be a Dominant got himself and his brother punished in the courtyard. For hours. And you literally just challenged me, of all people. Publicly. If I say I’m going to spank you if you continue, you challenge me, and I do nothing? What does that make me? A pushover. And where does that get me with the rest of the submissive population? And the Dominant population? Father? So I either have the choice of looking like the worst Dominant on campus, someone who can’t even keep his own brother in line, or I have to punish you. You want to talk about changing actions? Change yours, asshole. Perhaps think about someone other than yourself. Nobody’s even asking you to be good, you just have to be less inherently bratty in such obvious ways. I’d much rather have invited you over to make sure you’re still in one piece and now I have to hurt you instead.
Of course you think there’s nothing wrong with that. You're the one with the D behind his ear. It’s easy to say "there’s nothing wrong with that” when you’re not the one living as one. I’m just voicing my opinion. You’re not obligated to agree with it. I never said my decisions didn’t have consequences, but in the end you are the one deciding to punish me. I won’t act like I don’t have it coming, because I know that I do, which is why I’ll even save you the added effort of having to find me by coming to you. I’m a brat, and I’m not shy about it. You should know that better than anyone in this place. Well, let me reassure that pretty little head of yours by saying I’m still in one piece. Hurt me. It’s not the first time someone’s hurt me and I highly doubt it’ll be the last.
I hate you for this, but you know that now I have to, little submissive brother of mine. Why would you make me do this? Why?
Don’t call me that. I find that hard to believe, big brother. I’m not making you do anything, Beau. The only decisions I’ve made so far are mine. Your decisions are just that yours. If you don’t like them? Change them. Simple as that.
Sure, sir, I’ll grab you a coffee. How do you like it? I want to make sure its perfect for you.
Good boy. I like it a few different ways, but black will be fine for today since the chances of me actually getting to drink it are slim to none.
I…could unpack for you, sir, or bring you something to eat or drink.
I’ve already unpacked since I wasn’t allowed to bring as much as I could have otherwise, but I will take you up on a drink. I know I should stop this while I’m ahead, but this guy is making it so tempting to continue. Fuck it. Beau’s already threatening to spank me. If he’s going to follow through with that threat then I’m going to make it worth my while. Coffee, if you think you can manage that. Just tell them it’s for the Smythe Dominant my brother is definitely going to kill me for that manipulation of the rules and I’ll meet you outside in the Courtyard to collect it.
It’s nice to have dreams, but we both know the only person that’s going to get spanked with you talking like that is you. Probably even by me.
Dreams are for people with no ambition, I intend to make my goal a reality. The only thing I know is that it’s cute you think that’s going to happen.
You’re looking for a spanking already, I see.
Actually, I’m looking for someone to fuck. Though now I’ve got the urge to spank them first, so I’ll thank you for that lovely addition to my plan, big brother.
Oh, hey, Sir. Is there anything I can do for you?
Hello indeed. I can think of plenty you could do for me.
I suppose now is as good as time as any to poke my head out and properly introduce myself-- not that I’ve seen anything worthy of my time yet. My name is Christien Smythe and because I’m feeling so generous tonight, I’m going to give everyone the benefit of the doubt, and the opportunity to change my mind, regarding this place and those inside of it.
It has been a little….weird, and maybe a little unnerving but I’ve been enjoying myself and the quiet time. You definitely don’t have to write my obituary, hah. I’m vey much alive, just spending a lot of my time reading.
Weird? A little bit. Unnerving? Not so much. I just decided to be the one to step up and call you all out on being the equivalent to watching paint dry. I’m still tempted to write an obituary for you. That way I have one on hand for the next time you give off the impression you’ve dropped dead with the rest of the academy.
You saying you want it to stop just makes me want it to continue.
Technically, I never said anything about wanting it to stop. I said it needed to stop. Do I need to lend you a dictionary so you can remind yourself of the definitions? I’m certain I can find one for you.
Well, as much as I’ve enjoyed the peace and quiet, and none of you running around like idiots, this whole “ghost town” routine is old now. Which means it needs to stop before I decide start assuming you all have dropped dead and I fill my free-time by writing obituaries for everyone.
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I’m glad that we have this, this makes me happy.
Good, I was hoping you’d take the compromise. I may have to keep you with my for a few days, I’m not sure one will be enough.
You’re cute. I’ll just say it until you’re more used to it.
I’m glad we have this too. You make me happy.
What can I say? I’m willing to compromise on occasion. You can keep me for as long as you want. I’ll never complain about spending time with you.
So rude. Now stop making me smile like an idiot and come get me, please. I want to kiss you. And lay on you so you can’t go anywhere.