Challenge #24 for The Boyband 100

[turps]

Straps pulled tight and buckles securely fastened, Lance stood, looking down at the bed. Chris glared back, fighting against the silk ties that bound him to the bed posts, struggling to spit out curses, despite the ball-gag pushed in his mouth. Chris looked beautiful, all pale skin and dark bruises, and Lance leaned over, licking away a droplet of blood that beaded at the corner of Chris’ stretched lips. Punishing Chris was a power trip, an addiction, but one he could never give up. Lance was walking a razor edge, and knew one day he’d fall, pulling Chris with him.

Comments

Re: whoah...

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Of course the story was just for you! When I write birthday stories I give them to the people they're for, it's up to them what happens to them. That's why the one I wrote last year hasn't been posted anywhere.

I'll post it. If I can find it. Maybe show Josh I'm not the evil woman he thinks I am. It wasn't dark was it, god, I can't remember.

But I do remember your story, not that I could forget with your helpful hints *g*

Yeah!

[jencat004.livejournal.com]

**But I do remember your story, not that I could forget with your helpful hints *g***

Hints? HINTS??? I don't do HINTS, I stomp around and WHINE until I get what I want from ya! lol

Ooops, now Jesse is tying Brennan up, and he's-

Never mind! ;)

Jenny

Re: Yeah!

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Hints? HINTS??? I don't do HINTS, I stomp around and WHINE until I get what I want from ya! lol


Really? Can't say that I noticed ;)

I've just got in, give me a while and I *will* mail. Because you know, these tiny bits of story that you're posting are driving me *insane*!

I did find your birthday story though, so I should be able to archive that at least.