Peredhil Posted February 28, 2005 Report Posted February 28, 2005 Peredhil was puzzled, for he'd been called effeminate, He really didn't see himself that way, not one little bit. But he went to a close friend, who was prominant, Who ordered him to learn how to be dominant. So Peredhil made a dungeon(, by popular request). He wasn’t sure what to do, but he always tried his best. He put locks on every doors, to keep bad people out. Each prisoner got key, to allay their any doubt. He shouted at them daily, “You are BETTER than this!” “With brains like yours, you’ll go far,” “Aim with heart and never miss!” He was told leather was a must, so he did it up in spades. Leather lounge, leather chairs, leathered couches, even leathered shades. Dungeons needed tables he heard, stretching people in barrages. So he tabled his prisoners daily, and inflicting long slow massages. He heard the moans and groans and feared he'd was over the top, Until he heard a murmurred plea, “you've 'til tomorrow to make it stop!” It was suggested that he use a hairbrush, to punish the "naughty gals", But nary a naughty could he find, searching among his pals. He didn't despair, he brushed their hair, until they submitted and purred. and did his Politely fiendish best, to give them what they preferrred. On hearing that chains and ropes were simply THE dungeon scene, He instituted bonds of trust and love, his chains to which to cling. There were no bars in Peredhil’s dungeon, he'll confess it's not a pit. It's a Penthouse suite, bright sunny windows, torturing them while they sit. "You must have whips" he heard, much to his surprise, Feeling terribly dominant and cruel, a bright light lit his eyes. He stocked a variety of whips, a Dungeon-Keeper's dream, Whipped butter in designer tubs, and even whipped-spray cream. He put in Comfy Chairs and full Surround Sound, but they didn’t seem to mind. When he heard hot things were all the rage, he knew he’d made a find, He forced his prisoners to choose among cocoa! Chocolate! Jasmine tea! (Well... water or soda if they liked it cold), but still they didn't flee. His prisoners to reassure his dominance tried to decided on a submissive way, They whispered and giggled and plotted and schemed for all of that sunny day. Imagine a Dungeon-Keeper's surprise when he enters to check his charges, Finding them all wearing "Polite Peredhil Prisoner!” shirts, sized smalls, mediums and larges.
WrenWind Posted February 28, 2005 Report Posted February 28, 2005 *giggles and wears her t-shirt proudly*
Ayshela Posted March 1, 2005 Report Posted March 1, 2005 *giggles gleefully* oh, wondermous! you've even added to it! =) *also wears her t-shirt proudly*
Peredhil Posted March 1, 2005 Author Report Posted March 1, 2005 I find amusement in the view through Peredhil's eyes, so I couldn't resist adding to this when I thought of a Peredhil take on "whips". In Peredhil's eyes... Being in charge means being accountable for everyone else, and therefore responsible for providing; leadership means being the best servant of everyone's needs. Being an empath, his only avenue to satisfaction is to have his charges healthy and happy. Being committed, the only access to sex he could accept is that of marriage, which means his love has nothing to do with sex. Being Polite, he can be very dominant - as long as everyone agrees and it doesn't remove their Free Will. All taken together, he just doesn't "get it". For him, a dungeon is a secure place, but filtered through his logic process, that must mean security from the outside world. After all, how could someone in a dungeon be comfortable unless they have the keys? Being captive means releasing control and responsibility - because he knows just how hard it can be to relax and be taken care of when you're used to nothing but deadlines, taking care of others such as spouses, children, customers, etc. It's a brutal thing, having nothing to do but allow someone to try to meet your every need for a while - in his mind. Hence, his "tortures". chocolates, fine foods, fine drinks - because that means you'll have to exercise to stay healthy and keep your weight down. Positively fiendish in Peredhil's mind. His dungeon shows his world-view - distorted and twisted as it is: Everyone deserves love, respect, consideration, and an opportunity to be cherished and pampered without having to pay for it with sex. That's why some people seem to be fighting for a life-sentence when he gently tries to return them to the rest of the world, having served their "sentence".
Ayshela Posted March 2, 2005 Report Posted March 2, 2005 oh heck yes! i've been bucking for a life sentence for ages, now!
Gyrfalcon Posted March 2, 2005 Report Posted March 2, 2005 What do I need to do to get put in your dungeon, Peredhil? I won't mind, and my metabolism is pretty good, so I won't have to exercise too much.
Peredhil Posted March 2, 2005 Author Report Posted March 2, 2005 Hands Gyrfalcon a key and a t-shirt Just ask? It's a unisex facility, since sex shouldn't enter into it as a criteria at all. Sets about torturing Gyrfalcon with hot tubs, rich foods, and the dreaded Comfy Chair in front of the movie screen.
Peredhil Posted December 8, 2007 Author Report Posted December 8, 2007 Made an audio of this. about 2meg mp3 download. Peredhil's Polite Dungeon MP3
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