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How did I end up here?
That's the million dollar question. Connie has never felt very comfortable with sex. Penises always weirded her out, really badly too. And just men, in general seemed... unclean? Sweaty? And God forbid she think about the female anatomy in that way. Even in art school, when experimentation was probably a required course, she stayed away from parties and "study" groups.
And now, here Connie was, standing in a fetish shop, looking at leather wear. She wants to die. Stupid Worth and her stupid fetishes. Connie desperately wants to kick something. She vaguely wonders if Worth likes handcuffs. Then shakes her head. No, Connie is not going to give into Worth's demands! Except a little part of Connie's brain is actually getting a little turned on. But she is going to give that part of her brain a very stern talking to when she gets home. Hell, she's start giving that part of her brain a talking to right now.
...
It doesn't go as planned. Connie walks out of the store with a pair of hand cuffs, a riding crop and bra and pantie set that may or may not be made out of leather. She doesn't even realize that her feet are taking her to Worth's until she is knocking on the door.
" 'ello puppy," Worth smiles from around a cigarette. "Wot brings you 'ere?" Connie's brain freezes and she struggles to find a reason.
"Can I, um, use your bathroom?" Connie finally manages to stutter out. Worth raises an eyebrow.
"You fuckin' kiddin' me, right?" She sighs and steps aside, letting Connie into the practice. "Bathroom's over there." Worth gestures vaguely to a dingy looking hallway. Connie warily peeks in a few doors before finding a small bathroom with only a sink and a toilet. She bangs her elbows a few times when she is putting on the underwear, and trips when she leaves the bathroom, carrying the crop and the handcuffs. Connie walks down the hall and peeks out to make sure no one, except Worth, is in the office.
Worth is sitting at her desk, pouring herself another glass of vodka. Connie steps out into the office. Worth doesn't look up. Connie coughs, awkwardly. "Your dinner is over there," Worth points to a couple of blood packets sitting on a table, without looking up. Connie coughs again, louder. "Goddammit, pup, what th' fuck-" Worth looks up and freezes. Her cigarette falls from her lips. Connie blushes and fumbles. Worth's eyes light up and her face breaks into a rather sinister looking grin. "Oh puppy."








"Oy, Confag," Conrad flinches at the sound of the gravelly, Australian accent. His friends give him questioning looks and Conrad hopes that if he doesn't acknowledge the call, Luce will go away. "OY! Connie!" Luce is bellowing at him, the sound of the man's voice getting closer and closer. "What th' fuck's amatter with yeh?" Luce drapes an arm around the teen's shoulder. "I was shoutin' at yah. Ya need me ta check yer ears?" Conrad looks pleadingly at his friends, who according to their raised eyebrows, also heard the sharp, sexual edge to the question. Luce is grinning, his arm still around the teen's shoulders. "Aren't yah gonna introduce me to yer friends?" Conrad shudders a little, his face turning red.
"Uh, this is, uh, Luce," Conrad stutters. "He's my, uh, friend." His face is beet red. Luce smiles and gives a little wave at the group of teens. "Listen, Luce, I, uh, gotta get home. I have a bio test tomorrow and I really need to study and-"
"Aw, but puppy, I can help you," He can feel Luce's smirk. "You know, bio's my special'y." Conrad's friends are shrugging and checking their phones, obviously trying not to get involved. "C'mon now, I'll buy you one a those Chai foam things." Luce is steering Conrad away and Conrad throws one last look over his shoulder at his friends, who have disbanded, somewhat, and are heading their separate ways.
...
"So," Luce takes a swallow of his black coffee. "Who were those kids?" He flips absently through Conrad's biology textbook.
"Friends, I guess," Conrad is ripping a napkin. "I mean, we eat lunch together. I have classes with a few of them." He abandons the napkin and begins to tap on the table. A silence settles over the table. "I really wish you hadn't done that," Conrad mumbles to the table.
"Wot are you talkin' 'bout?" Luce looks up at the boy.
"Meeting me at school," Conrad is still speaking to the table. "Now they're all gonna spread rumors about how I'm some-some," His voice is beginning to rise.
"Wot are they gonna say you are?" Luce's eyes are narrowed and he peers at Conrad with something akin to fascination.
"Some gay, jailbait slut!" Conrad bursts out. A silence settles over the cafe and Conrad turns red. Luce sighs.
"C'mon," Luce shuts the textbook, and picks it up, along with Conrad's backpack. He pulls Conrad out of the cafe. They don't speak for a few blocks. Luce stops and pushes Conrad against a wall and puts down the boy's books. He pulls away and lights a cigarette. "Now listen Connie, I'm only going to say this once to you." Conrad looks down at his shoes. Luce roughly grabs the boy's chin and forces Conrad to meet his eyes. "I'm sorry," Conrad blinks.
"Wait. What?" Conrad stares at Luce, as if Luce had two heads. "You're... Sorry?" Luce shuffles away and takes a drag on his cigarette.
"I said, I'm only saying that once," Luce snarls. Conrad doesn't hear the man. His chest is filled with... something. Like he's about to have a panic attack, but a good one. "Listen," Luce startles him out of his revelry. "Those punks, your "friends"? They aint worth it, if they gonna spread rumors 'bout you." Conrad nods. "Alright?" Conrad nods again. "Good," Luce kisses Conrad hard enough to leave the boy panting for several moments afterward. "C'mon," Luce takes Conrad by the hand, leading him to God-knows-where to do God-knows-what. Conrad trips after him, not really caring where the man would lead him.
FFF. I am such a sucker for genderbend.
and Conrad.

((Not maturing because nothing explicit happens. If anyone is offened or THINKS it should be matured, just ask me to))


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SimplyKaren Featured By Owner Aug 10, 2010  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Oh Conrad, you ARE a gay jail bait slut. :'D
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DuckyQueen Featured By Owner Aug 10, 2010
He is. HE SO IS
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TI3RU Featured By Owner Aug 3, 2010
GAH
CONNIE, NO. DON'T FEUL WORTH'S FETISHES. THERE WILL BE NO END.
but I really did love that one <D
AND YOUNG CONNIE FFF SO CUTE.
I DIDN'T THINK LUCE APOLLOGIZING WOULD BE SO CUTE, BUT I WAS WRONG.
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DuckyQueen Featured By Owner Aug 4, 2010
HNNNG. STILL GETTING OVER THE FACT THAT CONNIE BOUGHT SEXY UNDERWEAR.
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I can make ANYTHING cute.
Except bugs
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TI3RU Featured By Owner Aug 4, 2010
YEAH
ODD
BUT DANG IT'S HOT.

Well, I'm just surprised Worth apollogizing was possible, and better yet you made it seem possible ; U ;
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DuckyQueen Featured By Owner Aug 4, 2010
Worth says he apologized so that he could get in Conrad's pants.
this isn't true tho. He has those snapshots from the mall hidden away in his desk draw. He looks at them sometimes.
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TI3RU Featured By Owner Aug 4, 2010
I was pretty sure of that xD
LOL NICE.
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DuckyQueen Featured By Owner Aug 4, 2010
he's kinda a sap, deep down
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TI3RU Featured By Owner Aug 4, 2010
Well everyone knows that > u>
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DuckyQueen Featured By Owner Aug 4, 2010
for sure
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