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[meerkats]

O P E N   S M U T   P O S T

◉ Drop a comment with one or more of your muses.
◉ Give me a prompt
◉ you can specify any of my muses whom you might like to play with, or I can pick. 
◉ Everything goes, even the retired ones, but I can't guarantee good tags from them. 
◉ sex!

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[miscreantics]

Hogtied.

[ Hermes says after having flipped him over onto his stomach with godly speed. ]

Tied. Like a Hog.

[ He continues in Ares' ear, the ropes snapping tight around his wrists. ]

You'll get used to it. [ Another rope tugs around Ares' chest; it slithered beneath him like a snake it once was to get to the other side. ] Maybe.

[miscreantics]

[ Swift, nimble fingers tie intricate knots behind Ares' back; A knot Hermes invented in fact, and taught to a hog farmer as a blessing in exchange for one of his pigs. Rope tugs Ares' legs up and back, and from his position seated astride his brother's back Hermes finishes his handiwork. He's never actually tied anyone other than a hog like this, and he thinks he's done a damn good job of it. ]

Oh you don't really want me to bring it, Ares. I'll give you a chance to take it back though, as I'm feeling generous.

[miscreantics]

[ Do something, 'ey? Hermes has balance and a lightness of weight on his side, and he stays firmly on top of his frightfully thick headed elder brother. His hand slips down and nimble fingers grip Ares' balls, tight enough to restrict but not enough to cause severe pain. A warning grip of sorts, against treating him like a mere mortal. ]

I wonder what I could get up to with a vial of your milk at hand. I could make a demigod, or a particularly aggressive goat.