[ Except the bottle is shoved into his mouth enough to force whatever liquid was in there into him. While trying to pull away and thrash his head, the drowsiness of the sleep spell was still potently heavy. Even as he tried to not swallow, there was just a point where enough got him to cough and let the rest of the liquid in.
He had many tolerances to things- there was a reason he didn't drink very often. Just the feeling in his throat and stomach, as the only thing he's had in him after so long, was a harsh reminder. The moment he had the change, there was a demanding question. ]
[He laughs loudly, putting the bottle aside. Now that it was all in him, he grabbed the small vial of liquid and forced that into his mouth as well. This one would start to make him feel drowsy. Filling his head and body with just thoughts of being relaxed.
And if he thought that he could spit up, there's another bottle of booze being poured into his mouth. Forcing him to swallow everything.]
[ And there goes the vial into his mouth, and that's what really hits him like a truck. A wave of haze just passed over, and if he wasn't chained up, that might've gotten him to fall back. Before his senses even came to having the idea of spitting things or, or trying to force himself into vomiting, there's that second bottle burning its way down his throat.
Despite the fact that it would start to hurt, Shizuo let himself be supported by just the shackles as everything that was starting to hit made it hard to really want to keep himself standing. Every time he changed the focus of what he was looking at, it all just seemed to be like a blur. ]
You're just gonna make me sick at this rate... Nothing you actually wanted. Just sick and passed out.
[Shizuo's getting weaker and weaker with every little thing he puts into his mouth, forcing him to swallow. If things were this easy, he'd be doing it a lot more often to him, every time he came down, just to watch him break further and further. And if there was some resistance to it? Well, there could always be stronger potions made.
Speaking of which, another one goes down. This one with a small aphrodisiac, pouring into his body and warming him up.]
After all, what can you do if passed out? And drunk?
[ This bottle was taken with a lot less fighting from Shizuo. His whole body was starting to feel heavy, and that newest one put a heat into his stomach that seemed ready to spread out. He... Wanted to fight and get out, right? But he couldn't seem to bring himself to even try now. ]
Not have to be aware of whatever the hell you do...
[ Except it felt like there was some weird kind of buzzing under his skin. As the weird cocktail started to mix and take effect in his system, Shizuo's breathing started to change as his focus couldn't keep on any single thing that was too far from him. ]
Precisely. And when you wake up again, you'll get all the nice effects of what I've done.
[With a number of the bottles out of the way, he quickly moves behind Shizuo, and licks a finger before pushing it between his cheeks, to press against his hole. Seeing if it would open better than last time.]
[ This time, while there was the obvious pucker and natural reaction that happens when someone isn't used to having something shoved up their asshole, the resistance from earlier was all but gone at this point.
Instead there was this groan of discomfort, though he couldn't really bring his body to move or anything. ]
Yeah. I've got the worst luck in all the kingdoms.
[Perfect. He began to push his finger in and out a few times before starting to push in a second finger, starting to stretch him out a little bit at first.]
Maybe you won't feel like this when I'm done with you.
[ He didn't like the way his body couldn't resist it, or the awareness that this was getting him hard. Shizuo hated it, and the fact that the lucid part of him was losing its hold the more that he was being stretched out. ]
[ He knew his back arched from that, but he wasn't sure if his body was trying to get away, or to provide a different angle of access. He really hated this, and how hot it was making him feel. ]
[ That would have to be better than this kind of humiliation. He wasn't going to give up any more information about himself, and he didn't want to be subjected to this. So death was the obvious next step, right? Not really. Because you don't get a choice, Shizuo. ]
[Slowly, he began to push in the plug, and began to maneuver it. It was bigger than Niles's fingers and started to press against the sides of his hole. It was a struggle, but it seemed like Niles wasn't going to slow down on it.]
[ There's sounds of discomfort as the plug struggles to get through his hole. As if trying to get through it with denying Niles any particularly significant sounds of pain, or pleasure, he focuses on breathing more deeply. ]
[Another push. Another wiggle. Another movement up and down as he slides it further and further inside until he gets to the base. It's thick, not long. But long enough to be pressed hard against Shizuo's prostate, jamming against it.]
[ As the thickest portions of the plug were being forced in, with that curse and everything else in his body, he wasn't able to just breathe the pain and other sensations away. Honestly, he's not sure what the sounds he made could be counted as. It's not like it felt good, but it was definitely a lot. A lot in there, and a lot being pressed around and making his body want to...
While there's not a lot he could do, Shizuo was at least able to shift around where he was. Though he was finding that it didn't do much to help relieve any of the pressure. ]
[ He felt- well, he felt a lot, really. As much as he wanted to do, his actions really were limited. Which is why he can only manage a heated glare off to the side, intending it to be for Niles. ]
I would... if not for whatever the hell you gave me.
[ It's a real good thing those muscle relaxants are so effective. ]
[ More fucking magic, and it keeps pressing against him.. With that dumb curse, it really won't take long before he's cumming from everything. Hell, it was all affecting him before that, thanks to the vials and alcohol he was given.
o one could say that this wasn't a form of torture, that's for sure. ]
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Date: 2017-10-12 07:52 pm (UTC)[ Except the bottle is shoved into his mouth enough to force whatever liquid was in there into him. While trying to pull away and thrash his head, the drowsiness of the sleep spell was still potently heavy. Even as he tried to not swallow, there was just a point where enough got him to cough and let the rest of the liquid in.
He had many tolerances to things- there was a reason he didn't drink very often. Just the feeling in his throat and stomach, as the only thing he's had in him after so long, was a harsh reminder. The moment he had the change, there was a demanding question. ]
What the hell did you just force me to drink?
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Date: 2017-10-18 02:55 pm (UTC)[He laughs loudly, putting the bottle aside. Now that it was all in him, he grabbed the small vial of liquid and forced that into his mouth as well. This one would start to make him feel drowsy. Filling his head and body with just thoughts of being relaxed.
And if he thought that he could spit up, there's another bottle of booze being poured into his mouth. Forcing him to swallow everything.]
I told you what I was going to do.
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Date: 2017-10-18 09:01 pm (UTC)[ And there goes the vial into his mouth, and that's what really hits him like a truck. A wave of haze just passed over, and if he wasn't chained up, that might've gotten him to fall back. Before his senses even came to having the idea of spitting things or, or trying to force himself into vomiting, there's that second bottle burning its way down his throat.
Despite the fact that it would start to hurt, Shizuo let himself be supported by just the shackles as everything that was starting to hit made it hard to really want to keep himself standing. Every time he changed the focus of what he was looking at, it all just seemed to be like a blur. ]
You're just gonna make me sick at this rate... Nothing you actually wanted. Just sick and passed out.
[ Only if he was so lucky. Shizuo was not. ]
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Date: 2017-10-28 02:58 am (UTC)[Shizuo's getting weaker and weaker with every little thing he puts into his mouth, forcing him to swallow. If things were this easy, he'd be doing it a lot more often to him, every time he came down, just to watch him break further and further. And if there was some resistance to it? Well, there could always be stronger potions made.
Speaking of which, another one goes down. This one with a small aphrodisiac, pouring into his body and warming him up.]
After all, what can you do if passed out? And drunk?
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Date: 2017-10-28 03:31 am (UTC)Not have to be aware of whatever the hell you do...
[ Except it felt like there was some weird kind of buzzing under his skin. As the weird cocktail started to mix and take effect in his system, Shizuo's breathing started to change as his focus couldn't keep on any single thing that was too far from him. ]
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Date: 2017-11-04 06:01 am (UTC)[With a number of the bottles out of the way, he quickly moves behind Shizuo, and licks a finger before pushing it between his cheeks, to press against his hole. Seeing if it would open better than last time.]
Aren't you lucky?
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Date: 2017-11-06 03:24 pm (UTC)Instead there was this groan of discomfort, though he couldn't really bring his body to move or anything. ]
Yeah. I've got the worst luck in all the kingdoms.
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Date: 2017-11-19 06:08 am (UTC)Maybe you won't feel like this when I'm done with you.
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Date: 2017-11-19 06:25 am (UTC)[ He didn't like the way his body couldn't resist it, or the awareness that this was getting him hard. Shizuo hated it, and the fact that the lucid part of him was losing its hold the more that he was being stretched out. ]
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Date: 2017-11-19 05:57 pm (UTC)[He ran his fingers down his back, thrusting his fingers in and out faster. Ignoring Shizuo's cock in order to focus entirely on his ass.]
You have time. What kind of rush are you in?
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Date: 2017-11-19 06:12 pm (UTC)Rush... to forget it all.
[ As if that would actually happen. Like he'd be allowed. ]
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Date: 2017-11-19 06:13 pm (UTC)[He laughs, and gives him a few more thrusts before shoving a third finger inside of him.]
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Date: 2017-11-19 06:44 pm (UTC)[ He knew his back arched from that, but he wasn't sure if his body was trying to get away, or to provide a different angle of access. He really hated this, and how hot it was making him feel. ]
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Date: 2017-11-19 06:45 pm (UTC)Fortunately, we're almost done for today.
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Date: 2017-11-19 07:04 pm (UTC)Th-That's not fitting. No way in hell...
[ You'd be surprised, Shizuo. ]
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Date: 2017-11-19 07:09 pm (UTC)[He begins to lube it up, removing the fingers from his rear.]
And it's going to be pressed right against your prostate.
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Date: 2017-11-19 07:38 pm (UTC)[ That would have to be better than this kind of humiliation. He wasn't going to give up any more information about himself, and he didn't want to be subjected to this. So death was the obvious next step, right?
Not really. Because you don't get a choice, Shizuo.]no subject
Date: 2017-11-21 03:24 pm (UTC)[Slowly, he began to push in the plug, and began to maneuver it. It was bigger than Niles's fingers and started to press against the sides of his hole. It was a struggle, but it seemed like Niles wasn't going to slow down on it.]
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Date: 2017-11-21 03:38 pm (UTC)[ There's sounds of discomfort as the plug struggles to get through his hole. As if trying to get through it with denying Niles any particularly significant sounds of pain, or pleasure, he focuses on breathing more deeply. ]
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Date: 2017-11-22 03:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-11-22 09:44 am (UTC)While there's not a lot he could do, Shizuo was at least able to shift around where he was. Though he was finding that it didn't do much to help relieve any of the pressure. ]
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Date: 2017-11-23 04:06 pm (UTC)You're going to try and push it out, aren't you?
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Date: 2017-11-23 05:12 pm (UTC)I would... if not for whatever the hell you gave me.
[ It's a real good thing those muscle relaxants are so effective. ]
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Date: 2017-11-23 05:14 pm (UTC)[He grins, and has a mage come over. With a quick spell cast, the toy is now officially stuck. Jammed hard against his prostate.]
But this will. Until we come back.
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Date: 2017-11-29 03:50 pm (UTC)[ More fucking magic, and it keeps pressing against him.. With that dumb curse, it really won't take long before he's cumming from everything. Hell, it was all affecting him before that, thanks to the vials and alcohol he was given.
o one could say that this wasn't a form of torture, that's for sure. ]
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