Imprints in Stone [AU]

[GamesMaster]

He can't meet her eyes. "Uh, sure. Right. I'll just... here's the tarp. Have fun." 

He pulls back, shutting the door. Oh that can't be good. 

[Bethany]

That.... sounded ominious? I'm starting to wonder if... does water sports involve some kind of pain thing too? Wait... "Don, you didn't bring me any-" And he's already gone. But how does this work without any water?

[GamesMaster]

She finds out where the water comes from -- partway through eating the client out, when the client begins to moan about how she just has to pee so badly and she can't hold it, please, she can't--

She barely manages to pull back in time to get her mouth shut before there's urine all over her face, her outfit, and the tarp they were fucking on. "Don't stop!" the client whimpers, "please, I'm almost there!"

[Bethany]

Bethany isn't listening at that point, trying valiantly not to vomit all over everything. At the second, more annoyed plea, she blindly reaches over to thrust some fingers in and practically grinds her thumb and finger on the sweet spots. She rather desperately scrubs at her mouth with her other hand, thankfully clean. Just get your mouth clean, then you can chant, just get your mouth clean, then you can chant, just get your mouth clean, then you can chant-

[GamesMaster]

As she comes, the woman finishes emptying her bladder, calling out her pleasure and shame loudly. Thankfully, the stream tapers off quickly, giving Beth a chance to clean herself magically. 

The woman pulls her robe on, leaving without so much as another word to Bethany, riding that kink high. Don knocks a few minutes later, ears pressed flat back against his head as he pokes his head in. "Uh.... you good?" he asks, still unable to meet her eyes, glad the fur helps hide the blush.

[Bethany]

Bethany makes him wait a bit more, as she chants her cleaning cantrip for a seventh time. "...Don? Add that to my no list. And... I'm an ignorant farm girl, if I'm too damn stupid to ask what a kink is and you haven't told me before, explain it to me please." She gags a little, then recasts her spell. "And could... could you get some... something that smells, anything at all, to.... overpower this?"

[GamesMaster]

"Uh. Yes. Definitely. I-- definitely." He backs out of the room, double-fast. 

He comes back a short time later with a scented candle -- he must have sprinted home to get one, as it's half-burned, but Don turns out to be a very fast runner when he needs to be. It smells sickeningly like trees, but that's fine, because it's way better than what she's had going. 

"So uh. You done for the night or?"

[Bethany]

Bethany had taken the time to get some water from the tiny bathroom and had washed herself as best she could. And also rinse her mouth out, having finally lost the battle with her gorge when she'd realized she'd gotten some of it in her ear. When Don gets back, she's sitting, wrapped in her robe, on the edge of the bed. "I... need a break. Just a half hour. I... I cleaned the tarp, you can... give it back to Sue."

[GamesMaster]

"Hey," he says kindly. "Nobody would think less of you if you stopped."

[Bethany]

Bethany snorts. "Of course they would," she says bitterly. "Little rich girl, living on Daddy's coin and pretending to be a whore, couldn't even finish her first night."

[GamesMaster]

Don looks taken aback. "Is that why you're doing this?" 

[Bethany]

"Well..." She sighs, rubbing her forehead. "Sort of? I want to help, the way Bri and the others are treated by their pimps, their clients, society... it's wrong. It's wrong. But I can't- if they won't trust me, can't respect me, I can't help. Not really. And..." Bethany blushes a little. "The sex- the regular parts, I mean- isn't... bad. I wish it was less... mechanical and more personal but..."

[GamesMaster]

Adonis shakes his head. "You shouldn't whore yourself out just for rep. You're a smart girl, and you have magic. There's no need for that sort of thing. Everyone can see you're trying to help. I'm sure they understand."

[Bethany]

"They'd said outright they won't unless I do," Bethany says bluntly. Well, Bri did. "And that's just the kind of thinking that I hate. Implying that because I'm smart and a 'good girl' that I'm above whoring. It shouldn't be some kind of shameful thing."

[GamesMaster]

He stares at her blankly, ear twitching faintly. "You just got peed on," he says slowly.