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 Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2010 10:53 am
Dante and Vladimir's Apartment. Upstairs (stairs are in back of store leading up to the second floor)
The Livingroom:
The Kitchen/Dinning room:
The Boys bedroom:The Bathroom:
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Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2010 4:48 pm
“Dude, this place ******** sucks! Look at how clean it is – I could get it cleaner! Hey, does this thing work?” He kept walking as he turned his eyes down and looked for the switch. “Which room is he in? ********! Hey! You up here? ******** said you were – er, wait, ********, dude! Look, it's working! HA!” Conor, master of the camcorder! He watched the little screen as it started up, then went to watching everything through it. He didn't know how to record yet, but it still looked cool! “I like this, we should keep it. ******** awesome.” He muttered – er, well, it was actually a shout, but it was a mutter in comparison to how loud he was being before.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Wed Oct 27, 2010 8:07 pm
 Keith tried to ignore Conor as much as he could, with only making random laughs here and there to show that he was acknowledging Conor's existence. Gosh, he loved the boy, he was his ******** bestfriend afterall, but this was the last time that one of them would take speed without the other. That was almost unsupportable! How could normal people go on with their days without being on drugs? Having to deal with people like them all the time must have been getting annoying after a while. If everyone in the world was always on drug, everything would be so much better for everyone! Why couldn't they alls see that, instead of just being stubborn boring people who would have to suffer from their pathetic sober existence? Really... Now, where the ******** was Dante? They had to ******** him and then burn the store down with him tied down to the bed, while hiding behind a door so they could stab Vladimir once he came to check up on them! Okay, maybe not. That was the dream he had made two night ago. A ******** sweet dream if you asked him. Their plan wasn't as awesome as that... or.. Actually, maybe it was even more awesome. The only bad point was that no one would be dying, which sucked, but hidding a body was so much trouble and effort! It wasn't worth the time and effort to dig a hole in the ground, that was for sure. "Yo, b***h! Where are ya?" He called while heading toward the first room, opening the door to see if Dante was there or not... tied to the bed.
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Posted: Wed Oct 27, 2010 8:32 pm
Dante was ..half tied to the bed. Well his feet were, hands were secured.. behind his back, with a pair of cuffs. "In here.. you dont have to yell." Dante said gently, before Keith opened the door. "Hi." Dante said softly and with a light smile. He wore nothing, he was pretty sure that was part of the agreement. (i cant remember anymore honestly.)
At the foot of the bed was a open suitcase that had alot of.. toys, inside. All sterile, sparkly clean and more than you can imagine for every use you can imagine. The camera Vladimir had set up was high up and out of the way. There was a second hidden one, lower.. and good luck finding that one.
"Oh you brought your own camera? Cool. Do you want to leave it free or .. we have an extra tripod in that closet there." Dante said, he was in the Guest room. A simple classic design.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2010 8:09 am
How fast could someone spin when on speed? ..It was a silly, random, and probably dumb idea, but, dear god, he had to try it. It was the only time he wanted to conduct a scientific experiment to answer a question! This was a break through for Conor! So, in the name of science and for the sake of Conor's education, he spun! Three or four times before he stopped, held onto the wall and laughed. “DUDE, spinning is some awesome ******** s**t, man! Seriously! Do they have a broom? I'm gonna ******** spin with a ******** broom, it'll be ******** awesome.” He shouted as he steadied himself and went through the hallway closet for something like that. ..Yeah, Conor wasn't paying much attention to them.. Even the idea of a naked Dante tied to a bed wasn't enough to keep his attention for long. Oh, well, at least it meant that Keith wouldn't have to worry about Conor's entertainment while Keith was busying with Dante.
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Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2010 1:52 pm
Had Keith done a mental facepalm about a minute ago? Well, this time he did a real one. Serioulsy, last ******** time he was sober while his friend was having all that ,kinda stupid, fun! Of course, the idea of both of them being sober never crossed his mind. That was just boring. Why being sober when you could be high? Seriously. He did, however, smirked when he noticed the man lying naked and half tied up to the bed. Fool. "Tripod will be good... I don't ******** trust the cameraman, right now." Replied the boy without so much of a greeting. Why should he? He made his way to the other room where the tripod was and brought it back inside the room. He took a moment to set it up, ignoring both Dante who was busy being Dante and Conor who was busy being Conor on Speed. Was there any better ******** way to describes them? He didn't think so. On he was done, he started to remove his shirt. Not that he was planning on getting naked anytime soon, shirt were just constrictive. He threw it on the floor, somewhere and quickly jumped unto the bed, showing his foot on Dante's throat, forcing him to lay down, as he quickly tied the man's hand to the bed. He proceed to kick him on the face (but not that hard, you try kicking someone while standing on a bed!). "Slut, next ******** time be fully tiedup. I don't have the patience for you to be ******** lazy." and on that, he gave him an other kick on the stomach, stronger this time, just before jumping off the bed to take a look at the various toys.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2010 4:38 pm
Dante gasped when Keith forced him down. When he proceeded to kick his face, Dante wasnt too happy. Coughing and spiting up spit, Dante glared at Keith. "And he said nothing to the face you idiot. That was part of the rules." Dante said in a cold tone. "So ******** you."
This was going to be annoying rather than pleasurable wasnt it? What had he gotten himself into? One was a complete ******** idiot outside of the room. The other was just a a*****e who needed to be taught a lesson.
"There's a broom in the closet in the hallway." Dante said to Conor.. the more likable of the two. Idiotic was better than a*****e.
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Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2010 7:42 pm
Keith ginned a bit when the man complained. Good, he wasn't there to make him happy afterall! He bent foward and gave a gentle tap on the man's left cheek. "Oh sorry. I though it was no 'cuts' to the face. I misunderstood." He said, still grining. Of course he knew it was agaist the rule, but since when was he playing by the rules? For all that he knew, the two ******** weren't doing it either. They probably had a webcam somewhere feeding a live transmission of the events, not that he particularly cared. He jumped out of the bed, going to where the toys were. He took out a pink wiggling d***o and gave it a confused look. Okay, no, not that. He put it back, looking for something better. A whip? Oh, why not. It was classic. "You two are really ******** up, you know that?" He said to Dante, not really caring much for the boy's reply. Instead, he gave a quick slap of the whip on the man's chest. He wasn't aiming for pleasurable pain, but real ******** pain. Without waiting for an answer, he gave him two other slash. That... was fun. His grin never left his face. He gave a forth hit, this time aiming for the man's inner thights.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2010 8:12 pm
"You have no idea." Dante smiled before he cried out in pain. The whip.. it had to be his favorite next to hot wax and being blindfolded with a -ah! Dante cried out again and started to squirm and yet all the while. Like Keith. His smile, and the blush on his cheeks didnt fade. It only intensified. The pain got the adrenaline flowing, which got his blood flowing and pleasure coursing through his veins. Dante was soon panting, the more he was hit and his eyes fogged over in pleasure. He loved torture and yes the twins were quite ******** up. As it was, Vlad was downstairs watching all this on a small screen below the cash register. A laptop that hooked up to the hidden camera they had.
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Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2010 8:24 pm
And there went an other slap of the whip, right where it hurt between the legs. For his defence, Keith was actually aiming for the leg, but it wasn't enough to make him feel guilty or anything. Hell, ******** there was probbaly enjoying it anyway. He decided to give him a moment break as he lit himself a smoke. He then move closer to the bed, putting his over Dante's croutch, using it as a red. As he bent forward, more pressure was put on his foot. Why was he bending forward? To shove his cigarette on Dante's n****e, of course! Why else? "You know... I wonder... If I was to stab you right here and now, how long would it take for the other ******** one to come here and try to murder me? Would I had time to kill you? Just a passing thought" He laught a bit as he walked back to his original position. The random noises that Conor was making outside the room, somewhat distracting him. He looked trough the box again, this time, talking a huge metal-looking d***o. Oh yeah, that should be fun...
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2010 8:36 pm
Dante screamed at that one, before that turned into a outright moan of pleasure as he writhed in pain.
When his balls where crushed Dante bit back a half moan, half groan of pain and pleasure. His world threatened to black out on him from the pain. He was breathing heavy now and the added pain of the burning cigarette to his flesh had his mind reeling. Dante didnt, couldnt respond to the threat.
Keith wouldnt, it would be too much clean up, and even if he did, Vlad wouldnt kill them outright. He'd make them suffer, no matter the consequences.. and ******** the Police at that point.
When Dante did regain his composure.. barely, he noticed the next instrument of torture Keith had pulled out. It made Dante shiver slightly in anticipation.
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Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2010 9:04 pm
Not waiting a moment more, Keith moved to... 'Apply' the new toy. No lube needed to anything. Why should it? He wouldn't make it eaiser for Dante, who was just liking it all the more, anyway, the whore. Therefore, without any sympathy or care, Keith simply... well... Shove it in! But, it wasn't like he was going to play anymore with it. Nah, for now, this would just serve as a little annoyance for Dante, which would be something Keith would like. Instead, the boy moved back to where he had left the whip and used it a little more. Whips were fun! He should think about getting himself one... not that Conor would let him use it. Meh, there went his little fantasy. "You know what? I think you are ******** enjoying this a little too much" He then grabbed a random piece of clothing that was lying around ((I suppose they have blindfolds?)) and proceed on putting it on Dante. The ******** should be happy to have been able to see that much. Anything that would be coming next would be a mystery for him... If only he knew what he had in mind for later on.. Which reminded him... He quickly removed his shoes and socks... which he shoved into Dante's mouth inbetween a moan. "You're too loud, this is getting annoying" He told him right before pinching the n****e that had escaped the cigarette.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2010 9:14 pm
((lol yes gags, blindsfolds the like)) Dante bucked when Keith shoved the toy in, he cried out in pain but it was cut off by a .. oh god that tasted horrible! Spitting it out Dante.. couldnt look but turned to where he knew Keith to be.. well relatively where he was. "We have gags you know. The ball inbetween two leather straps and it silences better than a nasty sock." Dante said before he smiled. Ah the blindfold and gag. Not knowing when he'd be hit or where or with what. It sent more shivers down his spine.
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2010 4:28 am
“Dude, uh.. seriously? Whip? Blindfold..? Uh, yeah, whatever.” He shook his head – Keith could do whatever the ******** he wanted to Dante. Back to the situation at hand! “Dude, there's a ********.. ********! Spider, dude, just – just ********.. eight legs and the creepy eyes and s**t and..” Not as bad as horses, but spiders were some scary s**t too. He looked at Dante, which was ******** awkward with him blindfolded like that. “Where the ******** do you keep the bleach? Gonna bleach the ******** to death and, ********, man do you even own bleach? Your house sucks a**, everywhere is ******** dirty as hell! Better now though because you lazy a** ******** couldn't do it yourself, I had to ******** do it. ********, Keith, dust bunnies from hell! They were goddamned walking on their own and ******** lighting up reefers – s**t, dude, that would be cool, you know? ******** bunnies smoking s**t under the beds.. Uh, you guys have a vacuum, right? Need a vacuum. And a new goddamned sponge, you guys have ******** horrible sponges – the inn supplies the best sponges ever, you know? And the detergent! Maaaan, you have to see how soft the sheets get after the detergent they use – it's awesome!” Yeah, Conor had completely forgotten about the spider at this point. Instead, he chose to talk to them about how cool the supplies for maids at the inn was – he even forgot that Dante was tied up and Keith was trying to do his thing. But, hell, he was talking! They should drop everything to listen! How often did Conor grant someone like ******** his words of wisdom?
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2010 4:55 am
When Conor had slammed into the room, Keith was standing next to Dante with the gag in his hands. He was about to say something along the line of "Was getting ******** confortable, you shouldn't complain b***h" and slap him in the balls or somethign, but right now? No. He was too busy simply staring at Conor with his head turned in his direction and his hands on Dante's face with the gag almost in the man's mouth. That... That was a weird s**t a** moment. He simply staid there blinking trying to understand what the ******** was up with Conor. In Keith's mind, Conor had spent the last twenty minutes or so simply spinning in the hallway like he had left him to do... not cleaning the whole house! After that, if Conor was still planning on denieing the fact that he had been acting pansy like and cuddling, Keith would simply slap him. "I... I think I'll stop doing drugs for a week or two...." If drugs could make Conor clean the twins house, ******** knows what it could make Keith do! That was ******** dangerous! He could... He could be nice or something!
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