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HELLBINDER: A Halloween Kinky Hellraising! (ALL SLOTS SOLD!)
10 years ago
General
While I am almost wrapped up completely with the NIGHT of the LIVING LATEX. I figure since it's 1 week until Halloween, I'll keep the wagon rolling and get at least the second Sexy Spooky commission series event tossed in and close out the month with that. I -had- planned to get at least 3 weeks done but various things bogged me down. Onto the Event Description!
We all have our personal idea of a sensual Heaven and Hell, but now they're being made real by otherworldly forces. Worse yet, they've become fused together and forced upon us this Halloween! Twisting our minds with burning desire and forcing us to choose endlessly struggling for freedom or to submit entirely to the dark powers that be!
These are going to be complex commissions of the single character variety. Your character is trapped in the complex fiendish bondage traps of a mysterious supernatural assailant. These potentially adult(you read right, these 6 commissions can/will be sexed up to accommodate...*ahem* 'holes') traps are formed from the victims own secret desires, and take on an elaborate shape defined by your OC's own hidden lusts. Will it be an inescapable mummifying sack? A web of chains and whips? An iron maiden filled with tiny massaging tentacles?
Do you submit, or fight and struggle on before time runs out?
What to do to get one of these!
First off, there's only going to be 6 available slots. (UPDATE! ALL SLOTS SOLD!)
I MAY do a second run of this during late November/ early December, along with NIGHT of the LIVING LATEX, if response is strong enough.
Second, they're 70$ per slot. Payable as usual to my paypal.
You get a picture of very high quality single character art with a limited background in a super sexy kinky situation, with a narrative description of the situation beside/below them.
Thirdly, all you have to do is send me a note with a link to your character.
A list of 1-3 of your favorite type of sexy bondage related situations to get your character into. Whether they're a struggling dom unwilling to give in, or a slowly breaking sub who can't stand the torments. Lastly any extensive lists of particular no-nos that your not into seeing happen to your OC. Think of this as SAW meets Hellraiser meets a straitjacket.
If your keen on crafting the whole picture with words for me, that's cool. If you want to partially paint me a picture of what you'd think would be super to see but don't mind my ideas taking your words to different places, that's cool. If you want to be surprised/turned on seeing what my seasoned devious mind can invent, that's cool too.
I cannot guarantee I will get every last picture done before Halloween. I can guarantee they'll all be done within the first week of November. Fire off with any questions below!
Lastly!
This is a direct continuation of the NIGHT of the LIVING LATEX narrative I've got going. After all this is over I'll try to collect the proper order of everything for latecomers.
"FREEZE! Drop the box! Drop it now! We have you surrounded!"
"Ah-hah. I'm surrounded am I?"
It was nearly 4:45 am, only 9 hours after the sensual hell that was the Night of the Living Latex began. One of the most populated cities in the country was overrun by a plague of rubberized zombies, people coated from head to toe in a living amorphous latex that drove them to unfettered lust and debauchery. Under quarantine now, the military finally managed to find the culprit responsible, and was moving in to take this mysterious adversary down. Hopefully if they brought her down they might figure out how to stop the crazy, albeit sexy situation from further escalating. If only they'd known how wrong they were.
"Now let's see. How many of you are there here..." Her voice was like battery acid run through a muzzle. It clicked with each sentence and ran a low white noise behind each word, a clear indication of digital manipulation. She sat in a high back sanguine-hued chair straight from a Victorian mansion, and sipped on a steaming tea beneath a dark forboding cowl...
"There's enough of us here to take you down bitch. Now put the golden box down and come with us. We're taking you in, and your going to put an end to this rubber madness. My sister is one of your victims! All of us have lost loved ones to your cult of latex. We're not going easy on you. On the ground! Now!"
"Well, you could arrest me. Or as a counter offer you could save the 6 innocent people I have trapped and am 'improving' with my puzzle box of lust here in the rooms below. That's your decision though, so what will you choose?"
"Commander! We've confirmed it! There's at least 6 rooms with triple reinforced walls below us, all coated shut with the same unbreakable rubber. The locks are unlike anything we've ever seen before. It would take us days to even begin to figure out how to get in, if we even can."
"Yes, the poor victims I have woefully sealed away in chambers being mentally and physically stimulated endlessly. Bound and tormented struggling to find the right keys to release until they break andserve me as if I was their everything. You can drag me away from my tea and my chair, or you can try to bargain for them. Either way I get to enjoy the slow sexual mental breakdown of society. Of course they're only 6 civilians...or are they simple civilians? Who knows whom I kidnapped and put in devious situations...Oh that's right. I do.
I know who those 6 victims are. And guess what? I'm not telling. So unless you want to chance- let's say- the President, or the Prime Minister of a foreign country, or your own relatives becoming my mindless slaves...then drag me away."
"You...you -evil- -manipulative- ...who are you?"
"My name is Vac...and I've come to get back what is mine. Care for a cup of tea?"
We all have our personal idea of a sensual Heaven and Hell, but now they're being made real by otherworldly forces. Worse yet, they've become fused together and forced upon us this Halloween! Twisting our minds with burning desire and forcing us to choose endlessly struggling for freedom or to submit entirely to the dark powers that be!
These are going to be complex commissions of the single character variety. Your character is trapped in the complex fiendish bondage traps of a mysterious supernatural assailant. These potentially adult(you read right, these 6 commissions can/will be sexed up to accommodate...*ahem* 'holes') traps are formed from the victims own secret desires, and take on an elaborate shape defined by your OC's own hidden lusts. Will it be an inescapable mummifying sack? A web of chains and whips? An iron maiden filled with tiny massaging tentacles?
Do you submit, or fight and struggle on before time runs out?
What to do to get one of these!
First off, there's only going to be 6 available slots. (UPDATE! ALL SLOTS SOLD!)
I MAY do a second run of this during late November/ early December, along with NIGHT of the LIVING LATEX, if response is strong enough.
Second, they're 70$ per slot. Payable as usual to my paypal.
You get a picture of very high quality single character art with a limited background in a super sexy kinky situation, with a narrative description of the situation beside/below them.
Thirdly, all you have to do is send me a note with a link to your character.
A list of 1-3 of your favorite type of sexy bondage related situations to get your character into. Whether they're a struggling dom unwilling to give in, or a slowly breaking sub who can't stand the torments. Lastly any extensive lists of particular no-nos that your not into seeing happen to your OC. Think of this as SAW meets Hellraiser meets a straitjacket.
If your keen on crafting the whole picture with words for me, that's cool. If you want to partially paint me a picture of what you'd think would be super to see but don't mind my ideas taking your words to different places, that's cool. If you want to be surprised/turned on seeing what my seasoned devious mind can invent, that's cool too.
I cannot guarantee I will get every last picture done before Halloween. I can guarantee they'll all be done within the first week of November. Fire off with any questions below!
Lastly!
This is a direct continuation of the NIGHT of the LIVING LATEX narrative I've got going. After all this is over I'll try to collect the proper order of everything for latecomers.
"FREEZE! Drop the box! Drop it now! We have you surrounded!"
"Ah-hah. I'm surrounded am I?"
It was nearly 4:45 am, only 9 hours after the sensual hell that was the Night of the Living Latex began. One of the most populated cities in the country was overrun by a plague of rubberized zombies, people coated from head to toe in a living amorphous latex that drove them to unfettered lust and debauchery. Under quarantine now, the military finally managed to find the culprit responsible, and was moving in to take this mysterious adversary down. Hopefully if they brought her down they might figure out how to stop the crazy, albeit sexy situation from further escalating. If only they'd known how wrong they were.
"Now let's see. How many of you are there here..." Her voice was like battery acid run through a muzzle. It clicked with each sentence and ran a low white noise behind each word, a clear indication of digital manipulation. She sat in a high back sanguine-hued chair straight from a Victorian mansion, and sipped on a steaming tea beneath a dark forboding cowl...
"There's enough of us here to take you down bitch. Now put the golden box down and come with us. We're taking you in, and your going to put an end to this rubber madness. My sister is one of your victims! All of us have lost loved ones to your cult of latex. We're not going easy on you. On the ground! Now!"
"Well, you could arrest me. Or as a counter offer you could save the 6 innocent people I have trapped and am 'improving' with my puzzle box of lust here in the rooms below. That's your decision though, so what will you choose?"
"Commander! We've confirmed it! There's at least 6 rooms with triple reinforced walls below us, all coated shut with the same unbreakable rubber. The locks are unlike anything we've ever seen before. It would take us days to even begin to figure out how to get in, if we even can."
"Yes, the poor victims I have woefully sealed away in chambers being mentally and physically stimulated endlessly. Bound and tormented struggling to find the right keys to release until they break andserve me as if I was their everything. You can drag me away from my tea and my chair, or you can try to bargain for them. Either way I get to enjoy the slow sexual mental breakdown of society. Of course they're only 6 civilians...or are they simple civilians? Who knows whom I kidnapped and put in devious situations...Oh that's right. I do.
I know who those 6 victims are. And guess what? I'm not telling. So unless you want to chance- let's say- the President, or the Prime Minister of a foreign country, or your own relatives becoming my mindless slaves...then drag me away."
"You...you -evil- -manipulative- ...who are you?"
"My name is Vac...and I've come to get back what is mine. Care for a cup of tea?"
Now THIS may be something I could get behind...just need to think...and fight the damned miser in me.
So I'll abstain until I can think up something that goes better with my vibe than another.