caged_doll
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Jerry Sullivan took another long swallow from the glass, the Crown blazing an angry trail down his throat. A successful, strong and smart man, there wasn’t much that could bring him down besides whiskey and his youngest daughter, Katherine. He had known about the drink since high school, sneaking into his father’s liquor cabinet to smuggle refreshment for parties he used to attend. His awareness of his daughter’s ability to render him a defeated man came much later.
Katie, as she had wanted to be called as a child, was like the sunshine. Their first child, Miriam, had been reserved and quiet. Their middle son, Malcolm, had been a handful but he had eventually found his niche toward middle school and Jerry had more sympathy dealing with the problems of boys as he had grown up alongside three brothers. Their youngest daughter was the darling of all of their family at first; a polite, friendly, energetic and beautiful child. The only thing had that had been preserved over her name change from Katie to Kate was her beauty. If anything, it had grown, a fact that Kate was very aware of and probably her greatest weapon in destroying her family.
Jerry set the glass down as his wife of twenty-six years entered his study. She looked very much like her youngest daughter, tall and slender, golden hair, and crystal blue eyes. The actions of Kate had taken their toll on Diane, and her face and body had lost some of their youthful zeal. Small lines creased around her eyes and lips and she looked tired. She was. They all were. Miriam resented the fact many of her achievements were unnoticed as her parents dealt with the problems that Kate created. Malcolm felt the same but in addition he had to deal with the taunts and snide remarks of the other students about his younger sibling. Slut. Teacher-fucker. Cunt.
Diane placed her hand upon Jerry’s and squeezed gently. “Come to bed, Jerry. You’ve been up all night. You’re not going to fix anything at three o’clock in the morning. Please.” His eyes fixed upon the glass on the table in front of him, but he didn’t see it. His mind desperately sought to find the solution for Kate’s behavior, but finding out she had been expelled from yet another school made it feel like a useless endeavor. The whiskey made the thinking go away. “Jerry, please.” Diane lifted up, pulling his hand with hers, and he finally followed. They were halfway up the stairs to their bedroom when they heard the key in the front door and the loud smack of the door as it shut.
Jerry remembered his younger days, remembered sneaking it at night, but he had never been so bold or unashamed to just let himself in the front door as if he hadn’t done anything wrong. Diane’s body pressed on him to continue up the stairs, but not before he heard his youngest child’s voice. “Shouldn’t you two be in bed?” He felt his heart beat harder and faster. He felt Diane pulling on him but he couldn’t move. He heard his wife’s gentle voice pleading with him, whispering that nothing he said would do any good, that they would have to find something else to do. And so with a heavy heart he continued up the stairs, finally rendered unable to be a parent to one of his children. “Goodnight,” Kate called up after them as she locked the door behind her and walked to the kitchen, her stilettos clicking against the floor.
She had had a good night but it was getting a little boring. There were only so many places you could go with a fake id, only so many boys that you could blow off before some of it came back and bit you in the ass. Not to mention the guys she usually hung out with were kind of young and aside from the trust fund boys with little dicks and big egos, the pool of available bachelors weren’t really able to give her what she wanted. And when she finally allowed them to play, she always came home frustrated, until she had invested in the lipstick vibrator she always kept in her purse. She had realized a few nights ago, as she was being plowed by the slobbery John Carrington, the son of one of her father’s clients, that she really needed to aim a bit higher. As he bucked and pushed overzealously deeper into her, droplets of his sweat falling onto her face, she was thinking. Older men. Sleeping with them couldn’t be much worse than what she had already been sleeping with. Maybe they had learned some moves along the way that actually took into mind her state of mind. Not that she didn’t fake ecstasy all the time. But she thought it would be nice to actually experience it for once. It would also be nice not to have whatever awkward sex she was having interrupted by someone’s mother looking for them.
She was sooo over this. Getting expelled from the girls’ school hadn’t been a part of the plan. She had acquired some incredibly loyal “friends;” or more aptly girls that she hung out with that would lie or do almost anything for her. She hadn’t counted on Becky O’Reilly finally having a moral epiphany after trying some X. She didn’t know what her parents would do next with her. There was no way she would be allowed to drop out of high school, at least while living under their roof. Then again she was 18. She didn’t want to be a high school dropout either, especially when she was used to being in the top of her class. Unfortunately, even high scholastic achievement didn’t excuse certain behaviors. She took a deep drag on the cigarette and then dropped it in a cup of water in the sink. Kate was suddenly tired. The buzz had worn off. She left the popcorn in the microwave, walking up the stairs as the timer beeped. It would be interesting to see what her parents were going to do with her now. Stripping out of her clothes she climbed into bed and fell to sleep like a baby.
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I've sketched out a very loose description of a girl and her family situation. I would like to play Kate and I am looking for a Dominant man who will play an older man that Kate meets. I would like for the man to see Kate's tendencies toward manipulation and selfishness and have them be attractive to him and the two of them sort of become a team (or perhaps he just teaches her), causing trouble and breaking hearts. I don't know where else to go, but I'm interested in the puppetry...of him puppetting Kate, and then further Kate puppetting others. If you're interested please write and give me an idea of what you are thinking of for the character of Kate's puppetmaster. What does he do, why does he like to manipulate others, etc. I will flesh out more of Kate's personality, but I wanted to post this to see if there is any interest. Please do not post to here, send me a private message if you are interested. Thanks.
Katie, as she had wanted to be called as a child, was like the sunshine. Their first child, Miriam, had been reserved and quiet. Their middle son, Malcolm, had been a handful but he had eventually found his niche toward middle school and Jerry had more sympathy dealing with the problems of boys as he had grown up alongside three brothers. Their youngest daughter was the darling of all of their family at first; a polite, friendly, energetic and beautiful child. The only thing had that had been preserved over her name change from Katie to Kate was her beauty. If anything, it had grown, a fact that Kate was very aware of and probably her greatest weapon in destroying her family.
Jerry set the glass down as his wife of twenty-six years entered his study. She looked very much like her youngest daughter, tall and slender, golden hair, and crystal blue eyes. The actions of Kate had taken their toll on Diane, and her face and body had lost some of their youthful zeal. Small lines creased around her eyes and lips and she looked tired. She was. They all were. Miriam resented the fact many of her achievements were unnoticed as her parents dealt with the problems that Kate created. Malcolm felt the same but in addition he had to deal with the taunts and snide remarks of the other students about his younger sibling. Slut. Teacher-fucker. Cunt.
Diane placed her hand upon Jerry’s and squeezed gently. “Come to bed, Jerry. You’ve been up all night. You’re not going to fix anything at three o’clock in the morning. Please.” His eyes fixed upon the glass on the table in front of him, but he didn’t see it. His mind desperately sought to find the solution for Kate’s behavior, but finding out she had been expelled from yet another school made it feel like a useless endeavor. The whiskey made the thinking go away. “Jerry, please.” Diane lifted up, pulling his hand with hers, and he finally followed. They were halfway up the stairs to their bedroom when they heard the key in the front door and the loud smack of the door as it shut.
Jerry remembered his younger days, remembered sneaking it at night, but he had never been so bold or unashamed to just let himself in the front door as if he hadn’t done anything wrong. Diane’s body pressed on him to continue up the stairs, but not before he heard his youngest child’s voice. “Shouldn’t you two be in bed?” He felt his heart beat harder and faster. He felt Diane pulling on him but he couldn’t move. He heard his wife’s gentle voice pleading with him, whispering that nothing he said would do any good, that they would have to find something else to do. And so with a heavy heart he continued up the stairs, finally rendered unable to be a parent to one of his children. “Goodnight,” Kate called up after them as she locked the door behind her and walked to the kitchen, her stilettos clicking against the floor.
She had had a good night but it was getting a little boring. There were only so many places you could go with a fake id, only so many boys that you could blow off before some of it came back and bit you in the ass. Not to mention the guys she usually hung out with were kind of young and aside from the trust fund boys with little dicks and big egos, the pool of available bachelors weren’t really able to give her what she wanted. And when she finally allowed them to play, she always came home frustrated, until she had invested in the lipstick vibrator she always kept in her purse. She had realized a few nights ago, as she was being plowed by the slobbery John Carrington, the son of one of her father’s clients, that she really needed to aim a bit higher. As he bucked and pushed overzealously deeper into her, droplets of his sweat falling onto her face, she was thinking. Older men. Sleeping with them couldn’t be much worse than what she had already been sleeping with. Maybe they had learned some moves along the way that actually took into mind her state of mind. Not that she didn’t fake ecstasy all the time. But she thought it would be nice to actually experience it for once. It would also be nice not to have whatever awkward sex she was having interrupted by someone’s mother looking for them.
She was sooo over this. Getting expelled from the girls’ school hadn’t been a part of the plan. She had acquired some incredibly loyal “friends;” or more aptly girls that she hung out with that would lie or do almost anything for her. She hadn’t counted on Becky O’Reilly finally having a moral epiphany after trying some X. She didn’t know what her parents would do next with her. There was no way she would be allowed to drop out of high school, at least while living under their roof. Then again she was 18. She didn’t want to be a high school dropout either, especially when she was used to being in the top of her class. Unfortunately, even high scholastic achievement didn’t excuse certain behaviors. She took a deep drag on the cigarette and then dropped it in a cup of water in the sink. Kate was suddenly tired. The buzz had worn off. She left the popcorn in the microwave, walking up the stairs as the timer beeped. It would be interesting to see what her parents were going to do with her now. Stripping out of her clothes she climbed into bed and fell to sleep like a baby.
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I've sketched out a very loose description of a girl and her family situation. I would like to play Kate and I am looking for a Dominant man who will play an older man that Kate meets. I would like for the man to see Kate's tendencies toward manipulation and selfishness and have them be attractive to him and the two of them sort of become a team (or perhaps he just teaches her), causing trouble and breaking hearts. I don't know where else to go, but I'm interested in the puppetry...of him puppetting Kate, and then further Kate puppetting others. If you're interested please write and give me an idea of what you are thinking of for the character of Kate's puppetmaster. What does he do, why does he like to manipulate others, etc. I will flesh out more of Kate's personality, but I wanted to post this to see if there is any interest. Please do not post to here, send me a private message if you are interested. Thanks.
