<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Multiverse]]></title><description><![CDATA[Obsidian digital garden]]></description><link>http://github.com/dylang/node-rss</link><image><url>site-lib/media/favicon.jpg</url><title>Multiverse</title><link/></image><generator>Webpage HTML Export plugin for Obsidian</generator><lastBuildDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2025 22:10:09 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="site-lib/rss.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2025 22:10:04 GMT</pubDate><ttl>60</ttl><dc:creator/><item><title><![CDATA[082 - Puppy struggles...]]></title><description><![CDATA[I barked in affirmation.Melody stepped closer and tugged my panties halfway down my legs, letting them rest around my knees. Then, the vibrator still buzzing away, she brought it closer and closer nestling it into my mound until it clamped down onto my clit and sucked away.My body started shaking from the abrupt vigor as I struggled to hold my voice in. The struggle didn't last long. "Please!"And my wish was granted, unfortunately. The vibrator vanished and Melody's other hand came up, gently placing the end of the whip on my belly.After taking a few deep breaths, dissipating the remnants of sensitivity from the vibrator, Melody struck the whip once, landing on my stomach with an audible plap, soon replaced by a much louder, "Fuck!"It was way worse than I expected. This was nothing like a spanking or flogging, it actually stung. Like, I know I said the flogger stung but no—that was a little sore, faded soon enough, leaving nothing more than a small bruise. But that was the past. I was immature back in those days, unaware of a true sting, a true bite, a true marking of a slave.This was a real sting. The whip bit into me with a piercing quality that sent a shockwave through me. Hell, I'm surprised I wasn't bleeding. It sure as hell felt like I was, my skin was on fire, every single nerve begging me to do something. My heartbeat skyrocketed, and my breathing became labored as I fought through the pain.It was way harder to fade into the sensation than with the flogger. The sheer intensity of the strike, of a more than likely weak strike, was still battling my subby puppy mind and all I wanted to do was howl.And get whipped more, because I'm a good puppy.Thankfully, the vibrator was soon back, buzzing away and almost immediately overtaking the spiraling pain with waves of pleasure. Already, I felt an orgasm building.Rather unfortunately, I moaned—a mistake Melody took as speaking. Vacating my dripping folds, the vibrator became a whip once more, and I let out a pained bark. The strike, partly overlapping the first, reaffirmed the original laps of pain.As the second shock rolled through me, my fists curled and I was unable to prevent them from moving back down to my stomach, well away from my head. Despite the severity forcing my hands down, there was a hint of pleasure buried within, maybe just a stray pulse from the vibrator, but I knew I craved more.The vibrator came right back seconds later and just as quickly I moaned, earning a tsk from Melody.She whipped me again. Lower. Just above my lips, right where the V shape began.It wasn't as bad as the second strike, but worse than the first. I felt the shockwave tingle through my folds, and I almost felt like I was going to pee. I didn't though. I think.The vibrator came next.It wasn't two sensations anymore, just one. A combination of both pain and pleasure, overwhelming my every feeling. Consuming me entirely and shipping my body off to cloud nine.An inch away from heaven, my moans betrayed me, spewing out of my mouth without my consent, and the torturously pleasant device vanished.The whip swatted down again, and again, and one more time drilling out the lingering pleasure until it had all faded away… so cruel.Melody's right hand found my belly, which she slowly rubbed as the pain continued radiating through me. I closed my eyes and let her take care of me… and thought happy thoughts. Melody thoughts. Thoughts of Melody making sure her toy was in peak condition, ready for use anytime, anywhere."Still okay, puppy?" Melody asked, prompting me to open my eyes.With a deep breath, I replied. "Woof.""That's what I like to hear." Melody grinned, and with one of her hands still rubbing away on my tummy, she brought back the clit-destroying contraption, and turned it on.Yet again, as the intensity built, my entire lower body struggled against Melody's determined grip and despite my best efforts, I moaned.Instead of the whip, Melody's right hand began sliding up my body, heading away from my sensitive whip-marked belly up towards my breasts, only to completely avoid them. Her hand rode the rest of the way up, in between my boobs, and finally made it to my neck, where they briefly broke contact, only to be shoved straight into my panting mouth, gagging me.My moan didn't quiet much however. I sent vibrations through Melody's fingers as I sucked her digits, feeling my tongue slide all over her smooth perfect hand, gently, yet securely gripping my chin, controlling my whole body in the process.Meanwhile, the vibrator continued ripping away, and I felt the inevitable orgasm grow closer and closer and closer and closer and—Melody took the vibrator away, and I let out a long groan as her fingers danced with my tongue. She still held my head strongly, forcing my eyes straight upwards as she suddenly whipped my belly one more time, then rested her left hand, the one that wasn't in my mouth, on top of my pussy lips, both the toy and the whip no longer touching me.As the whip's pain still pulsed through me with no vibrator to overwhelm it, Melody spoke. "I'll give you your orgasm, but I don't want to hear any human sounds. Understood?"I attempted to nod my head and reply "Yes" which came out more like a moan given the fingers still vibing in my mouth. It was clear enough though.Melody's hand left my mouth, although her thumb still held my chin up, and she wiped off my saliva onto my cheeks, which were no doubt becoming even more red then they already were from the pain, pleasure, exhaustion, humiliation and everything else I'd been through.I'm such a puppy slut. It's great. Owned, used, abused, toyed with, humiliated, and finally, a little hard-earned reward for my desperate, overstimulated puppy parts.As Melody's hand retracted, I tilted my chin downwards again, looking down at Melody's other hand. Catching me staring down my body, Melody gave a few light pats on my pussy and I immediately jolted back, snapping my gaze straight up at the ceiling. Nowhere near as intense as the whip, but hitting just the right spot always hurts… and makes you want to cum.Seconds later, the vibrator came back, and Melody pressed down far harder than she had earlier, instantly overwhelming my senses and mingling with the vestiges of the whip's pain. My mind kept slowing and the sensations kept building. Every single time I thought I was on the verge, it built higher, to another peak, and then one more.My entire body began shaking as the intensity grew to unbearable levels. My hands swung back down from my head, and my entire body tried to curl up as I did my very best to hold back the groans and moans. Thankfully, Melody's free hand clamped down on my chest, shoving me back against the bed and into her control, trapping my hands with her strong arm along the way.That was all it took. A bolt of electricity raced through me, my shackled legs kicking and my upper body swinging in its wake as the climax took over. There was no holding back these moans, but I was desperate to obey Melody's order from just a minute ago. Be a puppy. "AwooOOOoof."Hitting the peak of my orgasm, I moaned like an animal, and my entire fucking face burned. I'm fucking crazy. This is so fucking crazy. I'm a pervert but god it feels sooo good. The pain and pleasure and now humiliation all combining to make my body and brain the most sensitive organs they've ever been.The ecstasy lasted hours, probably only seconds, but I never wanted it to end. Unfortunately, I clearly hadn't served Melody enough for that. As my wiggling calmed down, Melody pulled the vibrator away, replacing it with her gentle hand, rubbing up and down my over-sensitized lips…My eyes, having closed at some point, opened and met Melody's. There were some tears blurring my vision, from pain, from intensity, from humiliation, from memories, from… but I was happy. That was… great. I love pain. I love Melody. I love Melody's abuse. I never want it to end.She leaned down and gave me a wonderful, but brief, kiss on my lips, before freeing my trapped hands from her lower arm, and then unshackling them. I brought my arms down to my sides while she slid down to my feet, uncuffing my ankles. While she was down there, she brought the cup of water back up and, despite my feeble attempt to grab it, held the cup up to my lips so I could sip away.After I had enough, she set it back down to the side then grabbed my panties, sliding them back up my legs and concealing my sweaty disgusting puppy parts.Then she laid down beside me, turned on her side, and hugged me.The moment we cuddled, with my arms tightly wrapped around Melody, we both fell asleep. It was late enough and we'd done enough that we were both exhausted, even before the sexcapades. But for the billionth time, I think that was the best sleep I've had in a long while.[author]Bit of a short one, sorry! I'm on yet another trip and not operating at peak efficiency.In other news, I've commissioned some Scarlet artwork. She's looking very cute! I'll probably be posting the first of them in my discord in the coming weeks, so come join if you haven't yet!<a rel="noopener nofollow" class="external-link is-unresolved" href="https://discord.gg/mgMUv4F8bv" target="_self">https://discord.gg/mgMUv4F8bv</a>[/author]]]></description><link>bdsystem/chapters/082-puppy-struggles....html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">BDSysteM/Chapters/082 - Puppy struggles....md</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2025 21:33:24 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[083 - Skipping classes... oops...]]></title><description><![CDATA[Bright and early the next morning, at, ahem, nine o'clock, yeah, we may have inadvertently skipped our first class, Melody and I woke up."Huh." Melody stared at her phone, my arms still wrapped around her. "Looks like we aren't great students.""Doesn't matter," I mumbled, snuggling into Melody's squishy breasts. "School is for drool.""I don't think that's a saying," Melody replied, attempting to push me away from her so she could climb out of bed. I fought back, and snuggled harder."Sleepy time." Wrapping my arms tighter around Melody, I attempted to roll on top of her. Not my proper place, but the only way to keep my pillow in place."We really should get up, Scar." Melody sighed, patting my back. "Don't make me punish you.""Sounds like a reward," I bit back.Melody shook her head, placing her hands on my shoulders again, giving me another shove. "You're hopeless, my depraved little slut.""Slut?" I giggled. I am a little depraved slut. Pain slut, praise slut, service slut, I'm all the sluts. "Your personal slut."Melody let out a deep breath, then issued an absurd ultimatum. "Get up or no orgasms for a month.""You wouldn't!" I lifted myself out of her breasts to look into her eyes. To make sure she wasn't serious.She absolutely was. "Try me, puppy."I growled. Literally, growled. I don't even know how. I just fucking growled. My throat rumbled and my inner pup instincts took over."Get up," Melody ordered seriously, despite my antics. "10… 9…""Fine," I mumbled, pushing my wolfy nature back for the time being, and unraveled myself from Melody's wonderful body."Go get dressed," Melody said as she climbed out of bed and headed to the closet. "We should try to not miss our next class."Grumbling, I crawled out of the sheets and left Melody's room, heading across the hallway into mine, where I grabbed some random black lingerie, a pink skirt, a blue tee—oh. My puppy ears are still on.I grabbed them by the ears and tugged them down my head, pulling them in front of me. They're quite soft. And must be high quality, seeing as they never fell off my head. I'll just…After setting the puppy ears down on top of my bed, I continued my dressing and slid on some black thigh highs. Then I completed the ensemble with a pink hoodie, the first thing I saw, and crossed back to Melody's room, where she had also finished dressing.Melody decided to wear yet another black skirt, yet another black hoodie, and yet another set of black thigh highs. Real creative today. Although I guess she doesn't want to stand out much.That makes no sense. We're S and X tier. Yeah, I don't know what I'm thinking. We can do anything because we already stand out just by existing. I wonder if that's what rich people feel like? Wait, I'm rich. So I'm right then?Melody and I headed downstairs, skipped breakfast since we had nothing and, well, class began in twenty minutes. Most of that twenty minutes was spent walking across campus and we finally arrived at Soren hall, meeting up with the dungeon squad, a few minutes before class began.You know, I think this morning might have been the first time I've ever skipped a class. It's an oddly freeing feeling. In all my high-school days, I only participated in a single senior skip day of the four my class organized. I remember it quite a lot like this—school, or in this case the leadership class, just wasn't on my mind for the day. I might have missed homework or whatever, but it was a true break from my routine and chaos. Just some time to finally relax.Although most people probably hung out with their friends. I just didn't like that. Or I didn't have the right friends. I just binge-watched anime and read books and things. Very productive. Arguably more productive than school.Of course today wasn't quite like that. We skipped because of our… activities last night, which consumed more energy than we should've allowed."Everyone segregate into tiers, same as Monday!" Class began as Cressida, the former Celestria family dungeon raider, walked in, her distinctive cloak trailing behind her, the same as the first time I saw her. Under her cloak, she once again had a black crop top and black shorts. "Anyone still teamless, get on it!"After making it all the way to the center of the gym, where the B tier blob was beginning to form, she waited for everyone to get into positions. Melody and I heeded her instruction, heading towards the A tier area with the rest of our team, just like last class.Everyone in place, she began explaining today's lesson. "We're gonna jump right into strategy discussions today! Within your space, break into your teams, those without, talk and find teams."Given the whole situation last class, I'm somewhat surprised Melody hasn't blurted anything out yet. Anyway, we broke away and formed a small circle, Melody stood beside me of course. She couldn't possibly leave her pet beyond an arm's reach.Seeing most people break away into teams, Cressida continued. "First things first, share as much as you're willing. You'll live or die by your team, don't hide details."After an uncomfortable thirty-second silence, Fara decided to speak first. "We already did that, didn't we?""Yep." Melody confirmed, nodding along. "Anyone gain anything new?"We all said no, whether true or not. Sure wasn't true for me seeing as I gain things daily, but that needs to remain secret until my tier is revealed.I wonder if I can reveal it to my team. I think I trust them not to leak it and it… does it have any benefits? It actually might be bad. Then everyone might think they're safe not realizing how weak I am. Whatever."Done with that then," Melody said after no one spoke, then asked, "Anyone do anything interesting recently?""We ate dinner together yesterday," Fara replied uninterestingly, pulling out her phone."Well—" Melody began, only to be interrupted by Silvia."Duh." Silvia chuckled, but did continue the conversation. "I never really asked, but what did you all think of it?""Your dad's pretty nice," Fara offered as she scrolled through her phone. I wonder what she's looking for. Can I peek? Maybe she has a porn feed.Blushing, Sylvia coughed and clarified. "I meant food.""That was nice too," Fara confirmed, unshaken as she tapped on something."Sorry I couldn't be there," Elle added, fidgeting with a clip on her hair. "Had work unfortunately.""Where'd you work?" Silvia asked curiously."Downtown, Herald's Grill n' bar." You know, I think I've been there. Like two years ago. They had a really good calamari, I think. Maybe that was Olive's."Maybe we should stop by sometime," Melody suggested. I agree. It sounds very fun to annoy friends by going to their workplaces. I've never done it. But I want to. I also want to be the one annoyed. Wait. No. That. Hmm…"Uh, I guess?" Elle mumbled, not at all liking the idea."When do you work? Tonight?" Silvia asked."Ah, I do, but, that's…""It's set then," Melody decided, glancing at me and finding some sign of confirmation of some sort, and I did want to go. "Who's joining Scarlet and I?""I'm up for it," Silvia confirmed, then glanced at Amane, who nodded her head. "Amane too.""Fara?" Melody spun to face her."I have dinner plans unfortunately—" Fara began replying, but before she could explain herself got cut off by Cressida starting her lesson.The class consisted of more information about team compositions, then went through layouts and whatnot for peak effectiveness, practicing them by mocking a setup, which felt very very weird, and then just a lot of listening and little doing. The listening things are Melody things though, since I'm a follower. Melody's little slut follower.After the third repeated mention of "team cohesion" I had completely tuned out. It's not like it was boring, but I just don't… well I'm lazy. A little too preoccupied thinking about how Melody was going to lead me, if you know what I mean.And that was that—she said we'd continue next class. I had pretty much skipped my first two classes of the day. The first one literally, and the second one by just staring at Melody.Following class, we all headed to the buffet for our lunch break. Melody and I ate very little though. We kinda just woke up. Sure our first class was two hours, but it still felt like morning. I ate an egg omelet thingy and Melody grabbed a small sandwich.After that we had Solo Combat. Instructor K had on his suit, still a weird choice. Again, we were paired up, Melody and I facing one another—no embarrassing mishaps this time. Mainly Melody and I fake fighting since neither of us really wanted to hit the other. I still couldn't hit her once. She lightly hit me a few times, following the techniques that were demoed. Why the hell are we not paired up with strangers?And then we had to split up for our last two classes, which both had inconvenient times that prevented us from hanging out. Stupid schedule. I should get it changed. Can't imagine it's that hard.[author]Okay lots to mention today—first and foremost, new cover image by <a data-tooltip-position="top" aria-label="https://x.com/RianaAliya" rel="noopener nofollow" class="external-link is-unresolved" href="https://x.com/RianaAliya" target="_self">@RianaAliya</a>! It looks absolutely incredible! There's also three pieces of art posted in my discord at the moment. I'll be posting some in author's notes sometime for those of you without discord to admire too :)Secondly, thanks for another review! I promise the story will begin speeding up a little, well, speeding up the school things at least, now that I've gotten one full class of each class out of the way. Like I did this chapter (let me know if anything felt too abrupt).I also think I've said I'd speed the story up before… and never did. So… uh… this time I'm not lying? I think? My track record with promises isn't looking to great.[/author]]]></description><link>bdsystem/chapters/083-skipping-classes...-oops....html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">BDSysteM/Chapters/083 - Skipping classes... oops....md</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2025 21:30:08 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Scarlet]]></title><description><![CDATA[Scarlet's notes on… Scarlet Diamond?
That's me.
I'm Scarlet with an X tier system, BDSysteM.
I like girls.
I'm a lesbian and <a data-href="Melody" href="bdsystem/glossary/characters/melody.html#_0" class="internal-link" target="_self" rel="noopener nofollow">Melody</a>'s pet.
If you don't remember me… I think you'll want to start from chapter 1.
(ability list coming soon)
Appearance
Scarlet has long black hair, usually left free-flowing, that reaches well down her back.
Her eyes are a bright, curious, crimson-red.
She usually wears skirts and hoodies (or whatever Melody dresses her in).
Demeanor
Scarlet acts overwhelmingly hesitant most of the time, but when close to someone, she's more than happy to chat, although remains unlikely to instigate a conversation.
Interests
Scarlet loves Melody.
Other than that, she enjoys reading books, anime, figure and plushie collecting, and, before gaining her system, planned to pursue a career in computer science.
]]></description><link>bdsystem/glossary/characters/scarlet.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">BDSysteM/Glossary/Characters/Scarlet.md</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Mar 2025 02:44:34 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Silvia]]></title><description><![CDATA[Scarlet's notes on Silvia - A tier
Silvia is one of the six members of our dungeon raiding team, playing the role of a scout. Her abilities are plentiful, letting her locate traps, enemies, magic formations and probably more that she hasn't shared.
Silvia's hair has a reddish-brown tint in a hime cut and she has pretty golden eyes, that seem like they're always watching… and I always feel like she knows what <a data-href="Melody" href="bdsystem/glossary/characters/melody.html#_0" class="internal-link" target="_self" rel="noopener nofollow">Melody</a> and I are up to…
Anyway, her and <a data-href="Amane" href="bdsystem/glossary/characters/amane.html#_0" class="internal-link" target="_self" rel="noopener nofollow">Amane</a> might have a thing. Who knows?
]]></description><link>bdsystem/glossary/characters/silvia.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">BDSysteM/Glossary/Characters/Silvia.md</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Mar 2025 02:43:06 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Amane]]></title><description><![CDATA[Scarlet's notes on Amane - A tier
Amane is our dungeon team's shy masochist tank. She loves getting hit (presumably) and might be getting hit a lot by <a data-href="Silvia" href="bdsystem/glossary/characters/silvia.html#_0" class="internal-link" target="_self" rel="noopener nofollow">Silvia</a>. I wonder how much my masochism compares. I'm pretty sure I'd lose that battle.
Her abilities revolve around that role—her skin becomes stone and she absorbs all the damage, spitting out mana in return.
Amane's also really small, in all departments, and likes dressing in white. She's more of a sub than me by all appearances.
]]></description><link>bdsystem/glossary/characters/amane.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">BDSysteM/Glossary/Characters/Amane.md</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Mar 2025 02:43:06 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Melody]]></title><description><![CDATA[Scarlet's notes on Melody Celestria - S tier
Melody is my Mistress. She's mine. Forever and ever.
Melody comes from the rich and famous Celestria family, a family very close to the royal family, which is how she got invited to the princess' birthday party and now she's dragging me along with her…
Melody's system is based around whips. She loves whips. I like her whips, especially when they're used on me. To be honest, I don't know a whole lot about her abilities beyond their whipping nature. I'm more interested in her bedroom abilities, of which she has plenty.
]]></description><link>bdsystem/glossary/characters/melody.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">BDSysteM/Glossary/Characters/Melody.md</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Mar 2025 02:43:06 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[077 - Silvia's family...]]></title><description><![CDATA[Melody and I decided to spend a little more time working out since we had to get some hours logged and it wouldn't be very smart to push it off, regardless of how we feel. She stopped taking photos though.After an hour or so, when we were both checking our phones and about to leave the gym, Silvia sent a message to our dungeon group chat. anyone have dinner plans?"No?" Melody said out loud, looking over at me. I shook my head, and she replied in the group chat. Scarlet and I are freeSilvia's offer came immediately. amane and i are planning to cook something today at 6:30. Care to join?Huh. Mommy and daughter—uh, friends cooking together for their friends? "Sure, I guess?"Melody nodded this time before replying. What are you cooking?it's a surprise. Silvia replied. it *should* taste&nbsp;good.Should taste good… my mind is too dirty. This totally isn't Silvia ordering Amane to cook for her so that she has an excuse to punish her right? You wouldn't share that dinner with… 50% similarly horny friends? I can't imagine they've been together long enough for that. They're just doing standard bonding over their shared love of cooking. Yeah. Sounds more like something Melody and I would do, not normal people.While I was thinking, Fara and Elle, the other two members of our dungeon raiding team, replied that they could and couldn't go, respectively. Melody sent the final confirmation that we'd go.Shortly into our walk back to our dorm Silvia asked if anyone had allergies to seafood along with an address. We all replied that we didn't have allergies, and that was that. Once we returned to our dorm, we checked the address sent by Silvia. Only ten minutes away, which meant we had some time to kill, not a ton though.We ended up deciding to both take a quick shower, separately unfortunately, and then hung around being very productive on our phones until six-fifteen. After that, we loaded up and headed to the provided address.You know, I don't think I've ever done this before. Going over to someone's house, or apartment or whatever, just for some dinner. Feels weird. I've had dinner with friends and whatever when we have a sleepover or go eat out and hang out, but never to a house for some dinner and nothing more.My parents have taken me to their friends' houses before, but that feels very different. Very adult-y. I mean, I'm an adult, obviously. But there's a big difference between 18 and 50.I guess this is a pretty normal thing for adult friends to do. I feel like we should bring a gift though. My parents always brought small gifts to their friends, at least whenever they brought me along. Either a dessert or chocolate or wine maybe? We didn't have time to shop though so it's fine. Next time… I'm rich now anyway. I gotta find stuff to buy. Like wine. Maybe I should become a wine connoisseur? What other hobbies are expensive? Or maybe I go all in on figure collecting, just buy everything. Preorder everything. Or convince Melody to findom me? Then my money can all be hers… That doesn't really sound hot. I don't know. Seems meaningless, since she's rich already and… there's just no appeal for me, no reason for me to not relish the money. I guess I found myself a limit. No becoming broke.The address Silvia sent us was a pretty big house. Nothing Melody scale, but larger than my family's and with more space between properties too. There was a wide driveway that expanded left to a three-car garage. Connecting to the right side of that driveway was a walkway that led up toward a wooden porch and the front door with an oval window in the center, although most of it was obscured by a row of bushes and a couple of trees in the yard, whose leaves were starting to show tints of yellow.Melody pulled up into the driveway beside a car that was already sitting there, presumably Amane or Fara, or Silvia I guess. I don't know if she has a garage spot. Oh wait, Amane didn't have a car so she's out. Probably Fara. Doesn't matter anyway. The car was red and small. Once again, that's basically the extent of my car knowledge.We climbed out of our car and walked along the concrete path, stepped onto the porch, and up to the front door, which was pulled open before we could ring the doorbell. Just inside, Silvia stood, dressed in the same panda shirt she wore on our first meeting. "Hi guys, Amane and Fara are setting the table."Following a brief exchange of greetings, Silvia stepped to the side, letting us in, where we took off our shoes (since Silvia wasn't wearing hers) and placed them in front of a very occupied three-level shoe rack.Silvia's entryway was fairly open. A wall lined the right, where the shoe rack was, but the left directly opened into a living space, and straight ahead was a staircase, blocking what looked like an open kitchen area to the left and some room of some sort for doing something to the right. All of the floors were very pretty. Some dark hardwood with lots of curvy lines. Pretty.Silvia led us both to the kitchen area, located left of the staircase, where Amane and Fara were. Facing the kitchen space, our new left held the living room we saw moments ago from the entryway, and our right had a dining table with one other person sitting at it, a much older gentleman, presumably Silvia's father. He waved to us."That's my dad," Silvia said, then led us over to him. "We'll be eating dinner here. Feel free to sit wherever. Fara and Amane are bringing over plates and utensils.""Need any help?" Melody asked, but Silvia simply shook her head."After the plates are set up, Amane and I will take care of everything."Satisfied with her explanation, Melody and I both sat down on the table's sides. The table was a rectangular slab of wood, with Silvia's father sitting at the far head of it, which had a large window behind it. In fact, the entire dining space had windows around it, essentially jutting out of the main house.Once we sat down, Fara came over carrying a handful of forks and spoons, followed by Amane carrying a stack of six plates which her hands were not able to wrap around, forcing her to lean them against her chest, which also made the plates look comically large against her small stature. She managed though, and soon the table was set, with the six of us seated around it.Silvia sat opposite her father, at the other head, or butt I guess, of the table. Melody and I took the far half, surrounded by windows, Amane sat across from me, the side closest to Silvia, and Fara sat across from Melody.I have to say, it's a little weird having Silvia's father here. Feels a little out of place with five eighteen-, maybe nineteen-, year-olds. Then again, it's just dinner, it's not like he's hanging out with us. Or maybe Silvia and her dad are super close.Silvia spoke up once we were all seated, pointing toward her father. "Everyone, this is my dad—""Hey squad, call me Wade," Silvia's dad interrupted. That's certainly an intro.Silvia sighed, unamused, then pointed to each of us, saying our names. Once the intro sequence was done, Amane stood up, glancing toward Silvia. "I'll… bring out the first course."Nodding, Silvia replied, "Shout if you need help."Amane nodded and walked away toward the kitchen. Then, Silvia's dad decided it was time to converse. "How's the academy treating y'all?""It's great," Melody replied naturally, turning toward him. "Silvia's been an great addition to our team.""Team, eh?" Wade chuckled, leaning forward in his seat and placing his elbows on the table, eyes darting between all of us. "Raid any dungeons yet?"My eyes immediately shot toward Silvia. Are her parents strict? Wade certainly hasn't been acting that way, but looks can be deceiving. I mean, Melody is literally an angel, but she can also act like a devil and completely destroy me in bed. Maybe Wade is the same? Not the destroying in bed part. The other part. Yeah."He already knows, doesn't give a shit," Silvia responded, groaning. "Why the hell are you even here? Mom's at the work dinner.""I can't miss a chance to meet precious Silvi's friends." Wade smiled, eyes darting across all of us. "I noticed they're all girls, have you—""Shut the fuck up!" Silvia shouted abruptly, followed by a deep blush and a mumble. "We talked about this.""Sorry, sorry," Wade chuckled, leaning back in his seat. "So how've the classes been? Y'all freshmen right? Different from high school?"Silvia was still a blushing mess, but replied nonetheless. Maybe she's trying to take control of the conversation. "They're great. Way less studying."Silvia feels a lot more open talking to her family. It's kinda cute. I wonder if Melody thinks the same of me. Or I wonder if she will once she inevitably meets my family, since I'm more open with them. I think. Maybe.Before the conversation could continue, Amane came back somehow managing to balance four plates, one in each hand and one on each arm, that were each carrying some sort of… salad sandwich thing?7w1
Happy Valentine's Day!
I would happily be all of your valentines, but I don't think I can afford that much chocolate.
Regarding schedules, I'm going to attempt once a week for the time being, and also get around to finishing the glossary and replacing all the tables with some new ones (previews in discord), assuming no one experiences issues. We'll see how long that plan lasts, lol.
As always, thanks for reading! Sorry this chapter took so long, way way longer than I intended, and way longer than it should've since I had to reread half of my story because I forgot some names… oops. I think I need a glossary for myself too (my current glossary is control + f).
Anyway, this is a long author's note, and now I'm just making it longer, join my discord, okay thanks, bye!
]]></description><link>bdsystem/chapters/077-silvia's-family....html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">BDSysteM/Chapters/077 - Silvia's family....md</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Mar 2025 21:32:56 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[079 - Compliments...]]></title><description><![CDATA[Following dessert, the five of us migrated to the living room where we played a round of Carnal Conquests, no penalty though, didn't seem like anyone was in a stripping mood. And then our night was brought to a close. By the time Melody and I returned to the dorms, it was around nine-thirty.After a quick greeting in the common area with Clay and Brendan, two of the other S tiers at the academy, we headed back to our room. Once the door shut behind us, Melody spoke. "That was fun.""Yeah," I agreed as we both stood facing one another, right in front of the door.At some point, Melody broke the silence, ripping me out of my… I guess I wasn't really thinking. Just kinda looking at Melody. She's pretty. I say that a lot, don't I? Not enough though."You're wearing a lot of clothes." Unfortunately my not thinking was interrupted by pretty Melody's offhand comment."Oh, shit!" I immediately scrambled to grab the bottom of my gray hoodie. I forgot earlier today too! Melody must've forgotten too, she never reminded me. Or she didn't remind me on purpose. She was trying to see if I remembered, testing me. I failed, I think. Once I had both my hoodie and shirt off, I moved to unclasp my bra only to be interrupted by Melody."Don't take that off." Melody took a step toward my frazzled self and grabbed my arms, which had frozen behind me, dragging them in front of my body. Once they were in place, both placed right in front of my belly, she removed her hands. "Take off your skirt."I obeyed, sliding my right hand over to unzip my blue skirt before slipping it down my legs where it fell into a pile around my feet. Almost naked, I looked back up toward Melody. Her eyes were locked on my body.Gently, she brought her hands back up, wrapping them around my hips, just above my panties.Slowly, she dragged them upwards.My body shivered while my eyes stayed glued to her face. She was just as fixated on my stomach. Once her hands had reached my chest, she paused."Do you want to try whips?"What type of question is that? The answer is pretty obvious. We already had this convo a while ago too. Melody's eyes glided up to meet mine. Admiring their pretty blueness, I replied, "I already agreed.""No, this wouldn't be a punishment," Melody stated, dropping her hands away. I shivered again. "I just want to whip you."Uh… I'm not dreaming, am I?Surely I didn't hear that correctly. It's not a punishment… I just want to whip you. I am going to die from heat radiating off of Melody's perfect, insanely hot, insanely pretty body."Right now, in this moment, do you want me to cover you in whip marks?" Melody asked again. And the answer is obvious. I'm horny enough from our game earlier and the last time Melody and I had fun was… a few hours ago? That recently? Really?I mean, it got interrupted rather abruptly, but still. Felt like decades. I must be getting corrupted. Dang, that's so sad. I would never want to be objectified and turned into a sex toy by a rich, pretty, whip-loving dom.True to my emotions, I replied the best way I know. "Yes… Mistress. I-I want you to cover me… cover me in stinging scarlet welts, I want you to sear my skin, ruin me for days… I-please."Oh my god I can't believe I just said that. Eek! That was so much more embarrassing than I expected, emotion sure, but holy shit that was hard to say. I was gonna say more too, like "I want you to mark me, chain me, torture me, break me" or something similar but I couldn't. I'm not corrupt enough yet. Get on it Melody."I've never heard more beautiful words." Melody's face grew into a sinister smile, followed by the first of many orders to come. "Take off your shoes, now."Immediately, I stared down at my feet, stepping out of my skirt, then slipping off my shoes, leaving me in just my socks and undergarments and very ready for what was coming next."I want you to go the bathroom, look at yourself, and compliment yourself until I come and get you." Scratch that. I was not ready for what was coming next. Melody followed up her order with a warning. "Keep count too. BDSysteM will let me know the truth."However, I couldn't help but wonder, and totally not because I assume I'll only be able to reach like two, about our agreement last night. "I thought it was just one per day?""I don't recall saying one. We'd never hit a billion compliments if you only said one per day," Melody explained. Did she really not say one? Was it just my interpretation? Huh. Well, that makes it harder. Regardless, Melody's always right. "Now head on up."Taking a deep breath, I looked at the stairs. Then, I began walking, feeling oddly more exposed than if I were naked as Melody drilled into me from behind. As I reached the last stair, I peeked over my shoulder. Melody hadn't moved.I swiveled back and rushed up the last step, heading straight down the hallway toward the open bathroom door.After closing it behind me, I looked over myself in the mirror, combing my hand through my strands of black hair. Time to suffer. What do I say? Compliments, compliments, compliments… I guess let's just start from yesterday. I'm… oh god, I can take a lot of punishment, which Melody corrected to being strong, and I'm good at listening. So, if I'm good at listening…I looked up from the sink, my eyes having somehow drooped, and stared at myself once more. "I'm good at following directions."That's one. Okay. What else? What else can you do, Scarlet? Are there any secrets in your red eyes? No? Okay. That's fine too. Um… "Two… I'm happy? Does that count?"It does right? That's a compliment. I'm happy here, happy with my system, happy with Melody, happy with my dorm, with my dungeon raid team. Yeah. Yeah! I'm happy. That's a compliment. I'd even argue with Melody about that. Now, number three…"I'm… uh… horny but that's not a compliment." I guess I'm smart? Like, I didn't really struggle much in high school despite taking some advanced courses and things. Not that high school classes are the end all be all of smartness. Actually, didn't Melody say that yesterday? Whatever. I didn't so it counts."Three, I'm smart." Onto the next one…I'm kinda cold. Wearing just underwear makes me cold. I guess I'm warmer than usual since usually I'm naked. Maybe it's just colder outside today. Winter is coming. Hopefully I cum first. Those aren't compliments though.Does it count if I compliment my bra? I wasn't paying much attention earlier today when I threw one on after the shower… also how did I not remember to be naked? That was weird. My mind must've just been out of whack from our workout stumbles.Anyway, bra? It's kinda cute looking. It's a little on the revealing side, everything just slightly under-sized for my size, but it's a nice shade of black and the material feels super silky. And now I'm playing with my boobs instead of complimenting myself. Bad Scarlet.Hmm… my panties are also cool. They have little frills at the top making some flowery design instead of just a boring band. Doesn't count as complimenting me though. Although, right in between my garments, my belly button, is a little cute. I think I'll just…I poked my right index finger into it. Huh. Now that I'm doing it, it seems kinda weird. I mean, it feels kinda kinky though? Like, its a little more sensitive than just my belly, and when I rub it around… it feels so weirdly satisfying. Uh—wait. Am I hypnotizing myself with my belly button?Ahem. Well, this counts right? Number four… "My belly button is cute."Okay okay, enough of that. Back to normal compliments. Number five. Let's see—"How's it going in there, puppy?"Melody? "Puppy?"I spun around to face the door, instinctively covering my already covered self with my hands for no particular reason while Melody continued speaking. "Well I told you I'd make you a zoo. Zoos have more than one animal."Fair enough, I guess. Does that mean I get different ears tonight? Floppy dog ears?"Can I come in?" Huh?"Of course," I replied immediately. Why the hell wouldn't you be able to come in? You can enter any part of me anytime you want, Melody.The door swung open revealing Melody dressed exactly like she had been today, short-skirt dress and thigh highs, but without her sweater, revealing her beautifully smooth arms, perfect for grabbing puppies by the collar and showing them their place. Or whipping them I suppose. Wait, no. Don't whip puppies. Only whip human puppies. Yeah.Melody took as step forward and placed her hands on my shoulders, then spun me back around to face the mirror, her head resting on top of her hand on top of my right shoulder. "Tell me the compliments you came up with.""Uh… One, I'm good at following directions." I began hesitantly, looking at Melody's warm smile."Move your hands down to your sides." Melody said confidently, our mirrored eyes locked with one another. I obeyed, and took my arms from around my chest down to my sides, my hands gently pressing against my thighs. Melody chuckled. "Looks like that's true. Do you have another?""Yeah," I answered, blushing. "Two, I'm happy."Melody tilted her head for a moment, before responding. "I think you look pretty embarrassed right now, but sure, that counts. Another?""Uh, three, I'm smart." My blush had only grew."What's 1 + 1?" Melody asked, raising her chin."2," I answered."Smart indeed." Melody nodded, then let her head rest back down on my shoulder. "Any more?""Uhmm…" I don't know if I wanna say this one. I… Melody… probably won't care? She'll probably say I'm cute even if I do stupid stuff so. I guess I should just say it. "Four, my belly button is cute."Melody's eyes shot downwards, gluing themselves to my belly button, while my hands shot up from my sides to cover it. Even though she's seen me naked and it's literally a belly button. God I'm so stupid—Ahem, smart. I'm smart. It's a fact set in stone now. Since Melody said so.Giggling, Melody's hands slid down my arms until they reached my wrists. "Show me."With the gentle pressure Melody placed on me, I relented and slid my hands back to my sides. Then, she stared… for at least a minute. Until finally, she spoke again, letting go of my wrists, and gliding her eyes back up my body until they reconnected with my own. "It's pretty cute."With my face still beet red, Melody clamped down on my sides and spun me around, pressing my butt against the counter. Then, she leaned in close. Really close. Until our noses were an inch apart. And paused.Abruptly, she dove through the last couple inches and kissed me. Melody immediately found her way into my mouth as it opened in shock and she gave me a brief, but passionate kiss. After a mere second, despite me craving more, she broke away, then drilled into my eyes, and asked, "Are you sure, Scarlet?"Melody's asking about the whips again. I'm sure I want to experience it. Why does she keep asking about it? Maybe because it's connected to her system? Although it's not like the other stuff we've been doing aren't connected. Maybe not as directly, but as she herself put it, "anything without a rigid form" qualifies. That's bound to include the cuffs she's made me wear. "I'm sure… are you?"Before I managed to watch her reaction, Melody closed the distance once more, this time going in for a hug, her head resting on my right shoulder. "As long as you are."Following her words, Melody's hands slid down my back until the reached my butt, where she put a little bit of ticklish pressure and soon converted our hug into her carrying me and exiting the bathroom, heading straight into her bedroom, while I just stared at her skirt fluttering behind her and the lovely thigh gap that kept peeking at me while she walked. Melody's so pretty.All of a sudden, Melody's hands left me, causing me to fall backwards onto her waiting bed. I sat up while Melody bent down to the floor, grabbing three whips, and placing them all across my lap.The three whips were all black, as whips tend to be, and all very painful looking, as whips tend to be. The closest one had a bunch of tendrils and a steel grip. The next one was a normal-looking whip with a wooden handle. The third one also had tendrils but like, flat, weak-looking braided leathery tendrils, and a leather handle. The third one is kinda pretty. I mean, the other two are pretty too, but in a more painful I'm-going-to-get-tortured way. Also… I didn't realize whips were so big. I mean, I did, but like, seeing them on my lap… whips are big."The one closest to you is a cat o' nine tails," Melody began, reaching down to grab it. She picked it up, then threw it to the side."The next one is a single-tail deerskin whip. 18-inch fall. 1/2-inch thong width. Makes a nice crack too. Focused stinging pain." Melody did not reach down to throw this one away, instead, she went right along to describing the next whip. "The third one is a leather flogger with twelve 9 millimeter braided tails, 18 inches long. Less intense, spread out pain, although the braids… not that it won't still be painful."Melody gave me a moment to process everything she said before she continued and I'm very thankful for her addendums about pain since I don't even know what the fuck a fall or a tail is even though I probably should. I assume its like the whip part of the whip. Also thong width sounds like a swimsuit spec.Once the break ended, Melody asked bluntly, "Which one do you want to use?"7w1
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]]></description><link>bdsystem/chapters/079-compliments....html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">BDSysteM/Chapters/079 - Compliments....md</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Mar 2025 21:34:16 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Info]]></title><description><![CDATA[Hi! 7w1 here!This is a WIP wiki/glossary for BDSysteM.That's basically it. I'm still working on the site, it'll improve with time.Send me a message in the discord if you have any questions.]]></description><link>info.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">Info.md</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Mar 2025 00:14:49 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[080 - Painful whips...]]></title><description><![CDATA[Which one?I don't know…Why can't you pick for me, Melody? Ugh… let's see…Do I want an intense, stinging pain, or a spread out pain? Can I say both? Or rather, can I try both? Melody asked me to choose one though. Okay, thinking time. The flogger is probably less intense, better for a first experience, regardless of how horny I am right now. I think.But also I kinda want to feel that isolated stinging pain. That feels more like a whip. The flogger is just like… a spanking… but… uh… in whip form? Counterpoint, the flogger is braided, which means it'll leave braid marks… possibly… That sounds like it'd be really pretty. Probably why Melody has it. She wants to see the braids. I do too.Yeah, I don't know. It'll obviously be painful, especially with the braids. Probably less than the single-tail whip though. Not that pain really matters. I wonder what Melody wants to use? Maybe I can just ask for both? That way I'll make sure to experience the one she wants? I honestly think that's… like just start with some flogging and then a little bit of whipping and then yeah. "Can we… start with the flogger? And, the other one later?""Of course." Melody agreed instantly, before grabbing both whips off of my lap and tossing the single tail to the side while she toyed with the flogger in her hands. After lightly hitting her own hands a few times, she glanced up at me. "One last thing, ears."Of course. Can't be a puppy without ears. Perfectly normal.Melody walked over to her closet before returning with more detailed than expected puppy ears and the two pairs of fluffy pink cuffs. The ears were black, but the inner part had a bunch of white hairs and some barely visible pink shading on the inside. Much more detailed than the cat ears I've been wearing.After setting everything other than the headband down, Melody leaned over and slipped the ears on my head. I'm a puppy now. Woof.After puppyifying me, Melody picked up the cuffs, grabbed my wrists, which were lying by my sides, and brought them in front of me. Holding my wrists together, she attached the cuffs with zero wiggle room in between them, their chain having been shortened to literally nothing. My paws were officially stuck together.I need some mitts. Might be fun to go full puppy or cat mode sometime. Throw on a full suit too, what are those called again? Bitch suits? Why's it so explicit? Just call them puppy suits. Wait. Bitches are dogs. Female dogs. I'm stupid."Slide back," Melody ordered as she took a step away from the bed, still with a pair of cuffs in her hands.I obeyed, laying down and worming myself backwards until the entirety of my legs were on top of Melody's bed, when she said, "Stop."As soon as I stopped moving, Melody continued the bitchifying process by grabbing my ankles, which were still protected by my socks, and fastened the second set of cuffs on them. Again, the cuffs had been shortened to leave no space in between, locking my legs together.Once more, Melody stepped back and admired her work well-done, before delivering an ominous smile. "Comfy?"I nodded, of course. And I was pretty comfy. Melody's bed was nice and soft, my hands—sorry, paws were resting on my belly, held together by the insanely fluffy cuffs, and my ankles were feeling a little ticklish, but nothing unbearable with my limited clothes protecting from the raw fluff.Satisfied with my response, Melody picked the flogger back up, tightly gripping her hands around the handle. After a few slow swishes in the air, which totally didn't make my heart race like crazy, she brought it over toward my body, holding it just high enough that the braided strands were out of my toes' reach. I stared up at her. She grinned.Suddenly, her hand flicked downwards, emitting a barely audible whoosh as the flogger's strands struck the top of my socked feet, eliciting a small yelp, more from shock than pain. The sting only lasted a split second—Melody used almost no force on her blow. Probably testing the waters.When my eyes returned to hers, having momentarily dropped to my feet, Melody's grin was unchanged. If anything, her grin only widened. Momentarily, she pulled the flogger away and placed her left hand on top of my right foot, giving it a comforting rub. "Not too bad?"I nodded, my mind nearly sinking into the warmth of her hand. "It was fine—"Abruptly, Melody's hand vanished and she swung her flogger down, cutting off the end of my phrase. Again, the yelp was more from the unexpectedness than the sensation itself. The flog was still far too gentle to cause real pain to my clad foot.A second later, the flogger was replaced by her hand, caressing the top of my foot, giving it a gentle massage. I sighed. Melody massages. Man, that would be heavenly. Melody massaging me… I want to massage Melody too. That would be fun. Hopefully I don't let her down. Add it to the list! One day it shall happen.After the brief rest, Melody's hand left and drew my unseeing vision back towards my feet, then up to her. The moment we locked eyes, the flogger flew down again. A little harder this time, creating a stinging sensation that lasted twice as long along with a much more audible swish. And to be extra cruel, Melody waited twice as long before bringing her hand back, providing a brief touch as she slid her palm from my toes down to my ankles.The moment her hand bumped my cuffs, it vanished and was replaced with another swing of the flogger, replacing her warmth with yet another sting, even more intense than the last. Still very bearable given the protection. However this round of stinging felt more piercing than the last, whether from the strength of the hit or the location, I don't really know. I do know that the rest of my body was fading as I focused more and more on the lingering pain in my feet and… Melody watching me from above, smiling.And then her soothing touch came again, a balm chasing away every drip of pain as if it never happened. Her gentle hand gliding along my foot, giving just enough tender pressure that it felt like she was scraping the pain off of me, replacing it all with a healing presence… reminiscent of my grandpa's.He was always so firm, callused farm-worn hands, and yet when he hugged me, despite the rackety, rigid, movements and the invariably slow walk it took, I felt his gentle, laid-back nature gush through. His freeing dirt scent with hints of manure, terrible, smelly, weird, yet perfect, inexplicably capable of washing every damn problem away as I fell into his grip… fuck. I… my eyes are watering. Shit. I shouldn't have thought of him. Fuck fuck fuck.Melody's head soon appeared over my own, blurred by my tears as her hands made their way to my shoulders. "Are you okay, Scarlet?"Fuck. I-I need to explain. I nodded as best I could, sniffling. "Not your fault…"Stupid fucking dumbass. Why the hell did I have to start crying? Melody's gonna worry and blame herself and then not be in the mood and I'm gonna cry more and I—fuck. Ugh. What do I do? What do I do!? "It's… just…"One of Melody's hands left my shoulder and landed on my face, wiping away my tears. I don't know which hand it was. Then, she disappeared for a moment, compressing the bed as she sat down beside me, before leaning back over. "Do you want some water?"I shook my head, sniffling a little more as my tears calmed down. "You reminded me of someone… my grandpa.""I'm so sorry," Melody apologized immediately, then turned to her side so she could hug my prone body. Her face nestled against the right side of my neck as I looked up at the ceiling."Don't be…" I sighed. Apologizing before you even know what I'm talking about, god damn, you're too precious and nice and kind and… and cute and gah. Melody. And now you're hugging me and reminding me even more of him. Don't stop though. Stupid tears, just go away. Okay, okay, calm down stop crying.Taking a few deep, hitching breaths, I continued, attempting a shitty half-assed explanation as I held back my lingering tears. "It's not… bad… per se… He's just, your touch, it… was like his.""I'm sorry, Scar," Melody replied, her muffled voice rumbling in my right ear. "I had no intention of bringing up bad memories.""He was incredible, just… dead," I said abruptly. Died like five years ago. I should be over it by now but… he lived out of the country so I couldn't see him that much and it just makes it more. I don't know. It's irrelevant anyway. Stop crying. Just whip me more Melody. "Can… we continue? I'm… I want more. I…""Are you sure?" Melody asked, releasing her hug and propping herself back up. "We can stop. I won't be disappointed at all.""No, no, no… I want more." I really do. I mean, sure I'm worried Melody will be disappointed, but I don't want to end so soon either. We were just getting started and it's my fault anyway. Besides, these are happy memories! I'm happy, okay? Just like I said earlier. Happy. "We can continue.""Are you absolutely sure?" Melody asked again, looking straight at me. "Do you want a short break? Water? Chocolate? Anything?""I'm…" Melody's going to worry if I say I'm fine and need nothing. I'll just appease her. Maybe it'll make her feel less guilty too. Even though she shouldn't be. It's my fault. "Just some water…"Melody gave me another concerned glance the bent down and kissed my forehead as I instinctively closed my eyes. And then she leaned back up and before I knew it was running out of the room, presumably heading downstairs to get some water.My vision wandered back up to the ceiling and my mind flew a mile a minute despite me taking some deep breaths in an attempt to rein in my emotions and get back into masochist sub mode.I hate the world sometimes. Why do I still remember? Why do people die anyway? Why can't we just live forever and be happy forever? Just… why? Stupid though, but I wonder if I can live forever. If Melody and I can live forever. The system definitely helps. Then again… watching everyone die around you isn't great either, but at least I'd have Melody.Why couldn't I have met Melody years ago? Life would've been much better. Probably. It would be everything we have now just… earlier. More time, more Melody. More happiness. More us. All the times I was cooped up in my room, being unproductive instead of doing literally anything else… imagine if it was all spent with Melody. Still unproductive, but I would have no regrets.Speaking of, Melody's head appeared in my vision and I raised my own to look at her. She was carrying a cup of water, as expected, and brought it up towards me. I started sipping away."Good girl," Melody cooed, causing me to spit out some water and flip my mood straight back to kinky, much to my chagrin.]]></description><link>bdsystem/chapters/080-painful-whips....html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">BDSysteM/Chapters/080 - Painful whips....md</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Mar 2025 05:34:27 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[078 - Dinner discussions...]]></title><description><![CDATA[As Amane set down the four plain white plates, leaving Silvia's and hers for the next trip, I got a closer look at the appetizer sitting on it. It really was a salad sandwich. There were two puff pastries of some sort serving as the bread slices and the innards consisted of what you'd usually see in a salad: spinach, tomatoes (but sliced), cheese (but creamy), and some spices, although I couldn't tell what.I stared at it for a while, until Amane brought the final two plates, placing them in front of Silvia, and finally herself. Before she sat down, Amane introduced the dish. "This is… a uh… appetizer. Puff pastry and salad."Then, Amane sat down and attempted to pick up her appetizer. It didn't go too well. A blob of creamy white goo slid out the end of her creation and fell onto her plate. Nevertheless, I too began attempting to eat the appetizer. The pastry was a little squishy, maybe from the salad's moisture, making it feel like a sponge, but I managed to compress it down, bring it up to my mouth, and take a bite.Not bad. It tastes like a boring salad whose entrails were scooped out one at a time and plopped onto a puff pastry. Such a beautifully delicate dissection. Then chuck another puff pastry on top. Basically, it's just a salad with two big, slightly soggy crouton-cracker-things. A little too much creaminess for my liking, but that was easily remedied by half of it falling out onto the plate.Partway through the appetizer eating, Silvia's dad, Wade, attempted to start another conversation with us, prompting me to take a short break and set down the food. "Got a favorite class yet?"Hmm… favorite class… I don't really know. What was first? Leadership? That one was… fine I guess. Can't say I care too much about being a leader. I can let Melody handle that. The team classes will probably be fun since it's with a team, but we haven't done a lot yet. Really, we haven't done a lot in any classes so I don't know if I can declare any a favorite, but I suppose none of the classes are particularly bad either.Fara seemed to have formed some strong opinions however, replying, "System Knowledge by far.""Oh?" Wade perked up, chuckling."The professor is awesome, she was so animated, it just completely sucked me in," Fara began, which felt a little… out of character? Regardless, her passion continued. "And, I mean, seriously, how the hell do you make a subject as boring as history, well history at first, interesting? It's incredible."I don't recall my class being that fascinating. And my professor was definitely male. Barton, I think? Maybe I can swap into Fara's class? Although then I wouldn't have Melody with me… hmm… I mean, we can both swap probably. We're like the two most powerful people in the school. Things to consider…"It seriously makes no sense. I mean, system knowledge? We have systems! What the hell is there to know? It's literally inside of us and we always have our phones anyway. Especially the history, like I said, useless. We're in the present, not the past." As Fara's diatribe continued, Wade progressively fell further back into his seat, until a self-deprecating chuckle filled the room."Well, I too love that one," Wade said as he pushed himself back up to the table. "Little different reason though.""Dad teaches System Knowledge at Solaris," Silvia explained. Solaris… one of the two sister schools to Solstice Royal Academy, all three of which are situated in the capital area. Solstice is the most central with Solaris sitting north of it and Selene College, the third one, sitting south of the city.The two sister schools share a bunch of knowledge, sometimes dungeons, and probably a lot of research. They mainly serve the lower tiers but are still funded by the government. Those two schools are where most people living here end up. Unless they're stupid. Then they'd… well there aren't really any, uh, less-intense schools in the city. Neighboring towns 45-60 minutes away would be the closest. They could enter the workforce, I guess?"Oh." Fara wilted, her impassioned attitude falling away like a dead petal, never to be seen again as a winter storm takes hold over society… Anyway, Wade's chuckling had yet to cease, but the moment it did, he brushed it off."Soon enough you'll see its importance." Wade moved to pick up the last little bit of his salad pastry-wich, and popped it into his mouth, then continued, mouth full of food. "I'm sure your prof will be a great help. Robinson, I assume?"Fara nodded and the brief conversation died down again. Over the next few minutes we all finished eating our appetizer while Silvia and Wade brought out two glasses for everyone, water, which Silvia apologized for forgetting, and Wade brought out a bottle of lemonade. Nothing fancy, but tasty nonetheless.Following that, Amane went back to the kitchen, returning once more with four plates, this time carrying the main course, which looked to be a spaghetti dish of some sort. After Amane brought the dishes over, setting them down in the same manner as earlier, leaving hers and Silvia's for the next trip, I got a whiff of the smell and holy shit it smells so good.The spaghetti, which I could now tell had shrimps and scallops, smelt so fresh and ocean-y, and, gah, I don't know! Garlicky kinda, but not very strong, maybe a hint of lemon? It smelt fancy, that's for sure. And I want to eat it right now. Gotta wait for Amane to get back. The plates have a cool blue spirally design along the edges though. That's cool. Feels like an old people thing. But pretty.By the time Amane finally returned carrying the last two plates, she introduced the dish. "This is… shrimp and scallop spaghetti, with, uhm… garlic, some herbs, olive oil, some peppers, and lemon, and basil, and white wine… sauce."Blushing, Amane sat down into her seat and began eating the pasta. Before the rest of us began however, Silvia spoke. "There's more if anyone wants seconds."After that, the eating began. I shoved my fork into the pile of spaghetti and twirled it around then took my first bite. It tastes good. Insanely good. Like, almost as good as Melody. I need to eat her more often.Anyway, the lemon was stronger than I expected but it definitely freshened the taste of the oils. And then the shrimp was delicious of course, squishy and juicy. The scallops were pretty good, maybe a tad chewy, but the flavor was there along with the peppers and basil and things.As we all worked on our food, Silvia's dad started the conversation yet again. "Y'all planning any more dungeon dives?""Not yet," Silvia said immediately, then glanced toward Melody. "I assume we're waiting for the academy ones next week."Next week, already? Melody did mention there's only a week after the first class for people to form teams. Well that'll be… fun, maybe? Our first dungeon raid was kinda fun. None of us got hurt which was what really mattered. I can't imagine it'll be fun if we go to deeper floors. And if we go to deeper floors my abilities might actually matter which means I could very easily fuck everything up. Although Melody will command me anyway.It'll probably be fine."Yeah," Melody replied. "Unless anyone wants to go on one sooner. I can always get us a dungeon."Money is crazy. How much was that first dungeon again? Seven hundred and fifty credits, so like, 750,000 monies. Because the government keeps buying credits up for some reason I still don't understand. Expensive.I wonder if I can use my X tier status to get an answer to that question about credit value? Actually, BDSysteM do you know why the government buys credits?Yep. BDSysteM replied unhelpfully, like always.Care to share?Care to beg?Yeah, fuck you too. I need a way to punish this unhelpful little annoying kinky alien dumbass. I didn't want to know anyway.Uh, huh."Always good to get more practice," Wade commented. "Still remember my first dive, broke a leg.""Literally?" Fara questioned after finishing her last forkful of spaghetti."Yeah-huh," Wade continued, also finishing up his last forkful of spaghetti. I'm slacking, I still got a pile. "Hadda rush to the hospital, wasn't a uni dungeon. Expensive too. Got no doubt y'all'd be fine though. Tiers higher than I coulda dreamed.""What tier are you?" Melody asked."Stuck with grimy old C," Wade chuckled. "C tier scout. Silvi's leagues better, an don't 'chu forget it."As our main course came to a close, Amane headed back to grab one more, a desert. A dessert. A desert dessert. That's all she said. Desert dessert. At the same time, Wade excused himself. "I'm gonna head up, gotta get some work done."We all said bye and then Amane returned with five plates all at once. The desserts were much smaller than the other dishes, which let her overlap the plates a little. Smart Amane.Once all the plates were passed out, we dove straight in, Amane offering no explanation. Each plate had a slice of cake with frosting dyed to look like a desert. On top of the frosting were a bunch of small yellow sprinkles acting as sand, although the color match wasn't perfect. Regardless, I think this can indeed be called a desert dessert. As for the taste, well, it tasted like a normal, pretty sugary, pretty sweet cake. Nice and fluffy and squishy and tasty like boobs and yeah."Your dad's also a scout?" Melody asked Silvia."Yeah," Silvia replied, her voice quieting as she continued. "We go hiking a lot, so…"Melody nodded along. "Both of you love looking at nature?""Yeah." Silvia smiled."Born to be scouts, then."]]></description><link>bdsystem/chapters/078-dinner-discussions....html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">BDSysteM/Chapters/078 - Dinner discussions....md</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Feb 2025 05:35:49 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>