A Fate So Sweet (by Telesilla) (E)
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stargateficrecShow: SGA
Rec Category: Slipping a last Slavefic one as it's mostly still May elsewhere in the world.
Characters: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Categories: slash
Warnings: No AO3 warnings were felt to apply, although John's initially forced to accept being owned and bossed about due to having been in debtor's prison.
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telesilla
Author's Website: See the AO3
Link: A Fate So Sweet on AO3
Why This Must Be Read: This is a good-sized AU and written by the inimitable Telesilla, about John being sold as an indentured servant - essentially a sex slave - to Rodney, who runs a high-class brothel called Pegasus House. Rodney takes on John's training personally. It's scorchingly hot, while also being nicely romantic as they work out the, er, kinks, in their relationship. Features dominant Rodney and John as a (rather mouthy) sub. Highly recommended!
"No." John said, flatly. "I'm not wearing that."
"Of course you are. There are three ways for this to happen. You do as you're told. I shock you once or twice with the collar controller and you do as you're told. Or I call for a couple of my larger attendants and they hold you down while I put it on you.
John, you don't seem to understand--the only choice you have left to you is to obey or to leave. If you are going to stay, then you will obey every order I give you." Rodney frowned. "Is that clear enough, or do I somehow need to put it in even simpler terms?"
"It's clear," John said, staring over Rodney's shoulder at the wall.
"Good." Rodney stepped up to him. "Raise your arms out of the way...yes, it needs to be dropped over your head...right, like that. Now hold it on while I...good."
Rodney went silent as he laced the corset onto John. He wasn't trying to make John look feminine or even give him a narrower waist, so he laced it snugly all the way from the top to bottom.
"Can you breathe easily?" he asked. John took a deep breath and nodded, and Rodney smiled as he pulled the laces tighter and then even tighter. Once he'd tied the laces, he moved around front and buckled the straps into place.
Stepping back, he looked John over. The corset forced John to stand up straight and the black leather looked good against his pale skin. And wasn't that interesting--John wasn't fully hard but his cock had filled out some. Rodney smirked a little.
Reaching into his pocket, Rodney pulled out a leash and clipped it to the brass ring on the front of the corset. "Don't grit your teeth like that," he said. "It's bad for them, and the last thing you need right now is a sore jaw."
John let out a relieved sounding sigh once Rodney led him over to the full length mirror in the corner of the study. "There, see? You don't look like a woman at all. It's not even a woman's corset and, at the risk of stroking any ego you might have, it looks quite good on you."
Rec Category: Slipping a last Slavefic one as it's mostly still May elsewhere in the world.
Characters: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Categories: slash
Warnings: No AO3 warnings were felt to apply, although John's initially forced to accept being owned and bossed about due to having been in debtor's prison.
Author on LJ:
telesillaAuthor's Website: See the AO3
Link: A Fate So Sweet on AO3
Why This Must Be Read: This is a good-sized AU and written by the inimitable Telesilla, about John being sold as an indentured servant - essentially a sex slave - to Rodney, who runs a high-class brothel called Pegasus House. Rodney takes on John's training personally. It's scorchingly hot, while also being nicely romantic as they work out the, er, kinks, in their relationship. Features dominant Rodney and John as a (rather mouthy) sub. Highly recommended!
"No." John said, flatly. "I'm not wearing that."
"Of course you are. There are three ways for this to happen. You do as you're told. I shock you once or twice with the collar controller and you do as you're told. Or I call for a couple of my larger attendants and they hold you down while I put it on you.
John, you don't seem to understand--the only choice you have left to you is to obey or to leave. If you are going to stay, then you will obey every order I give you." Rodney frowned. "Is that clear enough, or do I somehow need to put it in even simpler terms?"
"It's clear," John said, staring over Rodney's shoulder at the wall.
"Good." Rodney stepped up to him. "Raise your arms out of the way...yes, it needs to be dropped over your head...right, like that. Now hold it on while I...good."
Rodney went silent as he laced the corset onto John. He wasn't trying to make John look feminine or even give him a narrower waist, so he laced it snugly all the way from the top to bottom.
"Can you breathe easily?" he asked. John took a deep breath and nodded, and Rodney smiled as he pulled the laces tighter and then even tighter. Once he'd tied the laces, he moved around front and buckled the straps into place.
Stepping back, he looked John over. The corset forced John to stand up straight and the black leather looked good against his pale skin. And wasn't that interesting--John wasn't fully hard but his cock had filled out some. Rodney smirked a little.
Reaching into his pocket, Rodney pulled out a leash and clipped it to the brass ring on the front of the corset. "Don't grit your teeth like that," he said. "It's bad for them, and the last thing you need right now is a sore jaw."
John let out a relieved sounding sigh once Rodney led him over to the full length mirror in the corner of the study. "There, see? You don't look like a woman at all. It's not even a woman's corset and, at the risk of stroking any ego you might have, it looks quite good on you."
