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[lolitics_meme]

There will be no freeze until after the conferences are over, should you want a freeze at all.

The usual things:

1) All fills for prompts of the earlier prompt posts go in the post
the prompt was posted in. No re-posting or splitting up prompts
and fills.
2) Self-prompt when you post unprompted fic. (This means posting what the fill is about in a first

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[anonymous]

http://twitter.com/#!/campbellclaret/status/134710346278649856

@campbellclaret: My (lost more than a stone since Sept) diet being severely challenged by Toblerone Cheesecake which has arrived on plate in front of me

Something based on this

[anonymous]

Mmm. Anon likes the sound of this. Do you have anything specific in mind, OP?

[anonymous]

Nothing too specific, no. I'm open to everything. (Unless you would like a more specific prompt. I could make it more specific)

[anonymous]

Oh yes, a more specific sub-prompt could really help as a starting point. It wouldn't limit the kind of fill you might end up with, but it would encourage this potential aa immensely, and possibly inspire others :3

[anonymous]

It would depend on which roads you like to go down.

For something darker it might be Alastair being in a very controlling relationship he tries to break free of by controlling his body weight, and the person noticing and trying to regain control by sending food he can't turn down?

Or something lighter in which someone sends him cake as a reward/to cheer him up/etc?

Fill - D/s, Caning and Force-Feeding 1a/4

[anonymous]

This began as a fill for http://lolitics-meme.livejournal.com/9756.html?thread=23511068#t23511068I to build on the doodle posted there, but I thought you might like it, OP. Hope it's okay; it's basically sex-free & only loosely related to this prompt, but has functional full-time Mandelbell D/s with top!Peter that will hopefully be to your tastes. And also, um, lovingly detailed descriptions of vomit.

I've never really explored my raging food kink with fic yet, so god only knows if anyone looking for porn will find this anything other than disgusting. And life goes on. ;)

In a cupboard labelled starter for ten sat seven card containers, shaped roughly like pizza boxes, stacked one of top of the other. In the upwards face of each box there was a large square window of transparent plastic designed to display the attractive iced surfaces of the sweets laid out within. The pink pinstripes covering the packages' other faces were further decorated with

Fill - D/s, Caning and Force-Feeding 1b/4

[anonymous]

"Well, you're doing pretty well for someone who's not even trying!" Peter stamped his foot in frustration. "You wilful... I've half a mind to haul your arse upstairs right now and spank it redder than the people's fucking flag

Fill - D/s, Caning and Force-Feeding 1c/4

[anonymous]

"Correct." This time the cane did not fly into nothingness but connected squarely with its target. Peter drew back his arm and hit Alastair's raised arse a second time, making him flinch almost imperceptibly. "What was it? Do you feel like I haven't been seeing to you enough lately? Speak to me

Fill - D/s, Caning and Force-Feeding 2a/4

[anonymous]

Alastair winced as he felt hands on his knees, hands that woke him as he was pushed onto his back. His sore arse rubbed the sheets through his trousers but he didn't protest as Peter rearranged him on the bed, breathing reassurances. The room was even darker than before, and at a guess the time could have gone midnight. Familiar leather shapes closed around his ankles and were fastened with a rustle and a snap to the foot of the bed.

"Fuck," Alastair's voice was close to a whisper, "that's too tight, you little sadist

Fill - D/s, Caning and Force-Feeding 2b/4

[anonymous]

In silence, Peter picked one out and took it between thumb and forefinger. Round and sparkling with pink sugar, the doughnut pinched inwards as it was lifted from the tray and held aloft for inspection by both men, their eyes fixed on its shape. Alastair watched as Peter shifted it into his left hand. "Open wide, my love." Obediently parting his lips to receive the doughnut, Alastair let it be crushed into his mouth and grinned warily as he chewed, licking the remnants from his teeth and swallowing hard to an approving nod from Peter. The second doughnut was given and received with similar lack of fuss. Stray crumbs tumbled between Peter's fingers and off Alastair's chin, bouncing down his chest and onto the bed

Fill - D/s, Caning and Force-Feeding 2c/4

[anonymous]

"I... suppose so."

But the longer they continued in this pattern, the more it began to feel like Peter's odd little game would never come to an end. Having coaxed and cajoled Alastair through the first dozen, he immediately ripped open the second, diving into it fingers-first and offering doughnuts two at a time with an eager smile that betrayed his enthusiasm. By now Alastair had gotten used to the sweetness caking his tastebuds and he tried to relax into it, forgetting that he'd already blown his diet, forgetting about the toll this was going to take on his waistline. The repetion of chew-swallow-chew-swallow was comforting, as was the warm heaviness appearing in his stomach. Not yet too tight, the waistband of his trousers was certainly starting to feel snug. Alastair simply gave in, as he had learned to do, to Peter's authority, and before he knew it had been fed the entirety of the second box. It amounted to twenty-four doughnuts, not counting the one he'd stolen that evening. Suddenly the sheer volume of what he'd allowed to be

Fill - D/s, Caning and Force-Feeding 3/4

[anonymous]

When he finally broke the kiss, Peter licked his lips in that teasing way of his and sighed with pleasure. Again, he put both his hands on Alastair's stomach and rubbed, kneeding him through his shirt, trying to soothe the discomfort that was threatening to turn into pain. Then Peter turned briskly back to the trays and resumed his looped cycle of selection, offering and observation. He saw Alastair's mouth become messier and his breathing grow laboured as he struggled to eat the doughtnuts as quickly as they were offered.

By the time they were half way through the third box, Alastair was gasping and nauseous, his bound arms flinching every time Peter forced another doughnut between his lips. "Please," he moaned around a mouthful of cream, "let's just take a break, yeah? I... I can't eat any more."

"Yes, you can," Peter insisted. "Here. Doesn't that look delicious?" He was holding out a ring doughnut with thick brown icing and chocolate sprinkles, wafting it in front of Alastair's face. He grabbed the other man's collar and held him

Fill - D/s, Caning and Force-Feeding 4/4

[anonymous]

The next thing Alastair knew, he was propped with his shoulders upright on a couple of pillows. His ankles and wrists were still cuffed to the bedframe, he could hardly breathe and had his nose and mouth buried in a paper bag. Alarmed, he looked up to see Peter sitting on him, holding the bag in place with one hand and wanking calmly with the other. Well, that explained the crushing weight down there. Peter's gaze stayed glued to Alastair's face as he shifted atop the rounded mound of his stomach and stroked himself faster, squeezing the head of his own ridgid cock without for a moment losing his composure. Only Peter. Only his fucking Peter would get off on this absurdity

Re: Fill - D/s, Caning and Force-Feeding 4/4

[anonymous]

Great fic, AA! I wasn't sure about it at first but you made me like it. I love how you describe the dynamic between them.

Re: Fill - D/s, Caning and Force-Feeding 4/4

[anonymous]

Thanks, anon. :)