Post by cyborg878 on Mar 11, 2020 21:20:30 GMT -5
The scene opens up with Damon Warrens and Jaime Cortez in their home walking down a the main hallway leading from the front door. Damon stops at a grey door about midway down the hallway. He opens the door, but before entering he pauses.
Damon: From this point Jaime I want you to know that although it may not seem like it in the situation, that you are in complete control. Okay? When we get down there we will outline everything.
Jaime nods with a hint of excitement on his face. They proceed down a set of stairs into a room which is dimly lit by various candles. The faint light reveals a room full of fascinating equipment: all black benches with various straps, a crucifix like installment with similar holds attached, a swing of sorts hanging from the ceiling, even a wall upon which various items hang down. Of all of these intriguing sights the one that draws the men's attention and beckons their movement is a table with two chairs in the far corner of the room. On the table sits a pen and a notepad. Jaime sits on one chair, while Damon takes his place on the other before grabbing the pen and pad.
Damon: Now I know that you're relatively new to this world. A lot of people have different ideas of what BDSM really is. So I want to explain one hundred percent what I have in mind for today and for this part of our relationship in general before anything takes place in this room. So historically BDSM stands for Bondage and discipline, Dominance and submission, Sadism, and Masochism. It's goes beyond what people think it is... not just some way to spice up your sex. BDSM is thought to just be about pain.. but it has a lot to do with power dynamics and using them to explore pain and pleasure in a safe and consensual environment. Does that make sense?
Jaime: Yeah that makes sense. So is it anything like those 50 Shades movies?
Damon: I refuse to watch those rumored pieces of cinematic trash and I didn't read the apparently poorly written novels either. So I have no idea if it at all compares. But back to the matter at hand. Somethings that are incredibly important to this whole experience are communication and trust. These 'scenes' that we could be doing might put you in positions that feel very vulnerable, in positions that could be uncomfortable or painful and with that in mind we need to be communicating clearly. We need to decide what is okay and what isn't; for example what your and my limits are. We also need to figure out how to communicate when things need to slow down or stop immediately. Now a system I like would be the stop light.
Jaime looks at Damon with some confusion. Noticing this Damon goes on to explain.
Damon: A stop light has three colors typically: green, yellow, and red. During a scene I may ask you what your color is or you can feel free to keep me informed even if I don't ask, in fact I implore you to do so at any time. So when I ask you'll tell me either green, yellow, or red. Green meaning that everything is okay and you are okay to continue with what is happening. Yellow being that you're starting to become uncomfortable so stay at the activity we're at or intensity we are at and do not proceed any further. Red being...
Jaime: Stop immediately?
Damon nods and smiles at his partner's answer.
Damon: Is that a system you feel comfortable with?
Jaime: Yeah I think it will work.
Damon: Now beyond just communicating like I said trust is important. Again you will most likely be in positions of vulnerability. Yes I will make sure through our system that with anything we do I check that you have informed consent before and during a scene, that being said it is important that there is an established trust between dominant and submissive. So before any of this I want you to think if you are ready to trust me in a situation like this. If your answer is no that is absolutely okay and I won't be upset. I want to make sure you are completely comfortable and do not in any way feel forced into exploring BDSM with me.
Jaime pauses for a moment to think about his relationship with Damon. Although on screen his lover is a vicious man who seemingly keeps Jaime around for eye-candy the young man knows Damon beyond the squared circle. Despite the fact that the blonde is still a bit of an unhinged anarchist outside of the ring as well one aspect of his personality is vastly different. The Nitemare is a truly caring and compassionate soul to those he trusts and cares about. While contemplating this fact Jaime comes to a conclusion.
Jaime I completely trust you mi amor.
Were the APW fans able to see Damon in this moment they would notice an unheard of moment of love as the Canadian smiles seemingly not just with his mouth, but with his eyes as well. Damon grabs the hand of Jaime and kisses it gently before letting it go. He grabs the notepad on which he has a few jot notes. He turns the pad so Jaime can read it.
Damon: On here I have written a few activities I had in mind for this session. Let me know if these are agreeable for you and if they aren't feel free to cross them off.
Jaime looks at each item listed and checks next to each of them much to Damon's delight.
Damon: Well adventurous it seems. Are you ready to start the scene?
Jaime: Yes sir.
Damon: I love the sound of that. Now be a good sub and go over to the stand up rack..... oh and shirt off.
Damon turns away and heads towards the wall with various items hanging from it and grabs a black leather flogger. Meanwhile Jaime is hesitant at first. Damon makes note of the fact that Jaime has yet to move and without turning around decides to correct his sub's behavior.
Damon: NOW.
Damon's voice booms around the room and Jaime jumps out of his seat and practically runs to the rack in question while struggling to remove his shirt. Damon finally turns and with flogger in hand approaches the young Cuban man who is facing away from him leaning against the tall wooden rack. Damon slowly runs his fingers up Jaime's spine sending goosebumps up his soft tanned skin. The Canadian holds the flogger firmly in one hand while gathering the leather tassels in the other before swinging the instrument of 'torture' through... THWACK! The leather smacks loudly across the younger man's back leaving red marks from the impact as Jaime cringes in pain.
Damon: What's your color?
Jaime: Green.
Damon: Good.
Without another word Damon prepares another swing as the scene fades out.
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Once again the APW fans find their screens focusing on a black room with a single spotlight shining down on a chair. This time however instead of just revealing Damon Warrens the light also shines down on Jaime Cortez who is seated on a stool in front of the Nitemare. Jaime is currently shirtless and leaning forward. The camera catches a glimpse of numerous large red marks all across his back. Damon reaches behind his chair to grab a bag of ice wrapped in a towel. He places it against several of the marks on Jaime's back causing him to wince at the cold sensation at first.
Damon: Architects Pro Wrestling... welcome. You may be wondering what you have stumbled upon here. Well the simple explanation is that my dearest supporter and partner-in-crime here joined me in exploring the concept of control. I felt this lesson was apropos considering well... APW I have quickly found myself in control of your whole world. The Architects came to this company not just for glory and gold.. though both were inevitable. We came here to rebuild this company. We came here to upset the balance of power. We came here to control not only our own destinies... but those of everyone in this business.
Damon moves the ice to another welt on Jaime's back.
Damon: See APW... when we began our plans for the company you know and love something we made note of was just how... vulnerable you fans all were. You had no control over the content you were told you had to enjoy. You reached out for a reliable relationship with a wrestling company you thought you could all trust... one that would help you momentarily escape the torture of your day to day lives... You wanted to indulge in some pleasuring pain for your own entertainment. APW and specifically Irina Ivanova promised you that you would walk away every night content with the 'scene' you were given. She earned your trust ... and she abused it. Instead of giving you the finest entertainment that you had consented to.. she forced you to instead be visually assaulted with mediocre garbage. Mediocre garbage like mine and Smitty's opponents this upcoming Monday.. Pomp and Circumstance.
Damon holds the ice in place with one hand while reaching for a bottle of antibiotic lotion with he squeezes a dollop of onto one of the larger welts before beginning to massage in to the injury.
Damon: See APW... unlike Miss Ivanova ... the Architects are here to care for you. We want to wrest control from her icy claws and make sure that we are giving you the highest level of entertainment possible...like you thought you had agreed to. We want your trust APW. And when we have that control I promise that talent-less hacks like Eli Beazley and Mr. E won't pollute your screens or minds anymore. See people like Beazley Mr. E....well they're the kind of wrestlers that make you ashamed to tell your friends that you watch wrestling. The ones that when their clips come up on YouTube that you switch away from as swiftly as possible to something better so as to not taint your friends' idea of what professional wrestling is.
Damon pauses his speech to continue caring for Jaime's wounds momentarily.
Damon: Beazley is the unfortunate wrestling stereotype. A loser who tried to live his dream, but failed to launch. A loser who lived with his parents because he wasn't talented enough to bring in the finances and go into the world on his own. You FINALLY get the call to make something of yourself and you act like some college freshman at a frat party. This is all a joke to you. You may have felt you paid your dues for the six or so years you 'wrestled in school gyms and a Denny's', but realistically Breezy you are an immature party boy who has never respected professional wrestling enough to take it seriously. You are the exact type of poison the Architects are trying to remove from our design. Now yes... you have done us all a favor by removing the Junior Heavyweight Title from Cecilia Ortiz's waist, but that's not enough to justify your existence in Architect's Pro Wrestling.
Damon turns away from Jaime to look directly at the camera, as if he were speaking directly to Beazley.
Damon:Breezy.. a week ago you said it didn't matter if it was Cecilia and Lucy or Smith Jones and Damon Warrens... whenever you step into the ring you have a shot. I need to you to level with yourself. I need you to understand the reality of that statement. Smith Jones is the current reigning... and might I add only two time World Champion in APW. I am the number one contender for the World Championship. What that means is that you and your enigma of a partner Mr. E are going to be trying to overcome the two best wrestlers in this company. I have never been pinned nor submitted. I overcame the Unlucky Thirteen by myself to earn my place. Smith has turned away challenger after challenger. When you are in the ring with us... you don't have any advantage. You don't have any hope. You don't have any shot. Quite frankly... you don't have any control. Breezy... Mr. E.. this Monday the Architects dictate your future. We are the dominant force in APW.. and you have no choice but to submit.
With that the scene fades to black as Damon turns off the camera.
Damon: From this point Jaime I want you to know that although it may not seem like it in the situation, that you are in complete control. Okay? When we get down there we will outline everything.
Jaime nods with a hint of excitement on his face. They proceed down a set of stairs into a room which is dimly lit by various candles. The faint light reveals a room full of fascinating equipment: all black benches with various straps, a crucifix like installment with similar holds attached, a swing of sorts hanging from the ceiling, even a wall upon which various items hang down. Of all of these intriguing sights the one that draws the men's attention and beckons their movement is a table with two chairs in the far corner of the room. On the table sits a pen and a notepad. Jaime sits on one chair, while Damon takes his place on the other before grabbing the pen and pad.
Damon: Now I know that you're relatively new to this world. A lot of people have different ideas of what BDSM really is. So I want to explain one hundred percent what I have in mind for today and for this part of our relationship in general before anything takes place in this room. So historically BDSM stands for Bondage and discipline, Dominance and submission, Sadism, and Masochism. It's goes beyond what people think it is... not just some way to spice up your sex. BDSM is thought to just be about pain.. but it has a lot to do with power dynamics and using them to explore pain and pleasure in a safe and consensual environment. Does that make sense?
Jaime: Yeah that makes sense. So is it anything like those 50 Shades movies?
Damon: I refuse to watch those rumored pieces of cinematic trash and I didn't read the apparently poorly written novels either. So I have no idea if it at all compares. But back to the matter at hand. Somethings that are incredibly important to this whole experience are communication and trust. These 'scenes' that we could be doing might put you in positions that feel very vulnerable, in positions that could be uncomfortable or painful and with that in mind we need to be communicating clearly. We need to decide what is okay and what isn't; for example what your and my limits are. We also need to figure out how to communicate when things need to slow down or stop immediately. Now a system I like would be the stop light.
Jaime looks at Damon with some confusion. Noticing this Damon goes on to explain.
Damon: A stop light has three colors typically: green, yellow, and red. During a scene I may ask you what your color is or you can feel free to keep me informed even if I don't ask, in fact I implore you to do so at any time. So when I ask you'll tell me either green, yellow, or red. Green meaning that everything is okay and you are okay to continue with what is happening. Yellow being that you're starting to become uncomfortable so stay at the activity we're at or intensity we are at and do not proceed any further. Red being...
Jaime: Stop immediately?
Damon nods and smiles at his partner's answer.
Damon: Is that a system you feel comfortable with?
Jaime: Yeah I think it will work.
Damon: Now beyond just communicating like I said trust is important. Again you will most likely be in positions of vulnerability. Yes I will make sure through our system that with anything we do I check that you have informed consent before and during a scene, that being said it is important that there is an established trust between dominant and submissive. So before any of this I want you to think if you are ready to trust me in a situation like this. If your answer is no that is absolutely okay and I won't be upset. I want to make sure you are completely comfortable and do not in any way feel forced into exploring BDSM with me.
Jaime pauses for a moment to think about his relationship with Damon. Although on screen his lover is a vicious man who seemingly keeps Jaime around for eye-candy the young man knows Damon beyond the squared circle. Despite the fact that the blonde is still a bit of an unhinged anarchist outside of the ring as well one aspect of his personality is vastly different. The Nitemare is a truly caring and compassionate soul to those he trusts and cares about. While contemplating this fact Jaime comes to a conclusion.
Jaime I completely trust you mi amor.
Were the APW fans able to see Damon in this moment they would notice an unheard of moment of love as the Canadian smiles seemingly not just with his mouth, but with his eyes as well. Damon grabs the hand of Jaime and kisses it gently before letting it go. He grabs the notepad on which he has a few jot notes. He turns the pad so Jaime can read it.
Damon: On here I have written a few activities I had in mind for this session. Let me know if these are agreeable for you and if they aren't feel free to cross them off.
Jaime looks at each item listed and checks next to each of them much to Damon's delight.
Damon: Well adventurous it seems. Are you ready to start the scene?
Jaime: Yes sir.
Damon: I love the sound of that. Now be a good sub and go over to the stand up rack..... oh and shirt off.
Damon turns away and heads towards the wall with various items hanging from it and grabs a black leather flogger. Meanwhile Jaime is hesitant at first. Damon makes note of the fact that Jaime has yet to move and without turning around decides to correct his sub's behavior.
Damon: NOW.
Damon's voice booms around the room and Jaime jumps out of his seat and practically runs to the rack in question while struggling to remove his shirt. Damon finally turns and with flogger in hand approaches the young Cuban man who is facing away from him leaning against the tall wooden rack. Damon slowly runs his fingers up Jaime's spine sending goosebumps up his soft tanned skin. The Canadian holds the flogger firmly in one hand while gathering the leather tassels in the other before swinging the instrument of 'torture' through... THWACK! The leather smacks loudly across the younger man's back leaving red marks from the impact as Jaime cringes in pain.
Damon: What's your color?
Jaime: Green.
Damon: Good.
Without another word Damon prepares another swing as the scene fades out.
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Once again the APW fans find their screens focusing on a black room with a single spotlight shining down on a chair. This time however instead of just revealing Damon Warrens the light also shines down on Jaime Cortez who is seated on a stool in front of the Nitemare. Jaime is currently shirtless and leaning forward. The camera catches a glimpse of numerous large red marks all across his back. Damon reaches behind his chair to grab a bag of ice wrapped in a towel. He places it against several of the marks on Jaime's back causing him to wince at the cold sensation at first.
Damon: Architects Pro Wrestling... welcome. You may be wondering what you have stumbled upon here. Well the simple explanation is that my dearest supporter and partner-in-crime here joined me in exploring the concept of control. I felt this lesson was apropos considering well... APW I have quickly found myself in control of your whole world. The Architects came to this company not just for glory and gold.. though both were inevitable. We came here to rebuild this company. We came here to upset the balance of power. We came here to control not only our own destinies... but those of everyone in this business.
Damon moves the ice to another welt on Jaime's back.
Damon: See APW... when we began our plans for the company you know and love something we made note of was just how... vulnerable you fans all were. You had no control over the content you were told you had to enjoy. You reached out for a reliable relationship with a wrestling company you thought you could all trust... one that would help you momentarily escape the torture of your day to day lives... You wanted to indulge in some pleasuring pain for your own entertainment. APW and specifically Irina Ivanova promised you that you would walk away every night content with the 'scene' you were given. She earned your trust ... and she abused it. Instead of giving you the finest entertainment that you had consented to.. she forced you to instead be visually assaulted with mediocre garbage. Mediocre garbage like mine and Smitty's opponents this upcoming Monday.. Pomp and Circumstance.
Damon holds the ice in place with one hand while reaching for a bottle of antibiotic lotion with he squeezes a dollop of onto one of the larger welts before beginning to massage in to the injury.
Damon: See APW... unlike Miss Ivanova ... the Architects are here to care for you. We want to wrest control from her icy claws and make sure that we are giving you the highest level of entertainment possible...like you thought you had agreed to. We want your trust APW. And when we have that control I promise that talent-less hacks like Eli Beazley and Mr. E won't pollute your screens or minds anymore. See people like Beazley Mr. E....well they're the kind of wrestlers that make you ashamed to tell your friends that you watch wrestling. The ones that when their clips come up on YouTube that you switch away from as swiftly as possible to something better so as to not taint your friends' idea of what professional wrestling is.
Damon pauses his speech to continue caring for Jaime's wounds momentarily.
Damon: Beazley is the unfortunate wrestling stereotype. A loser who tried to live his dream, but failed to launch. A loser who lived with his parents because he wasn't talented enough to bring in the finances and go into the world on his own. You FINALLY get the call to make something of yourself and you act like some college freshman at a frat party. This is all a joke to you. You may have felt you paid your dues for the six or so years you 'wrestled in school gyms and a Denny's', but realistically Breezy you are an immature party boy who has never respected professional wrestling enough to take it seriously. You are the exact type of poison the Architects are trying to remove from our design. Now yes... you have done us all a favor by removing the Junior Heavyweight Title from Cecilia Ortiz's waist, but that's not enough to justify your existence in Architect's Pro Wrestling.
Damon turns away from Jaime to look directly at the camera, as if he were speaking directly to Beazley.
Damon:Breezy.. a week ago you said it didn't matter if it was Cecilia and Lucy or Smith Jones and Damon Warrens... whenever you step into the ring you have a shot. I need to you to level with yourself. I need you to understand the reality of that statement. Smith Jones is the current reigning... and might I add only two time World Champion in APW. I am the number one contender for the World Championship. What that means is that you and your enigma of a partner Mr. E are going to be trying to overcome the two best wrestlers in this company. I have never been pinned nor submitted. I overcame the Unlucky Thirteen by myself to earn my place. Smith has turned away challenger after challenger. When you are in the ring with us... you don't have any advantage. You don't have any hope. You don't have any shot. Quite frankly... you don't have any control. Breezy... Mr. E.. this Monday the Architects dictate your future. We are the dominant force in APW.. and you have no choice but to submit.
With that the scene fades to black as Damon turns off the camera.
