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Brasta Septim


"Please stop here, this is bat country!"

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Of course I’d bloody well heard of kink clubs. You can’t be a bored professional with a penchant for debauchery and not have heard of them, at least in terms of rumours and whispers. I’m not just not sure how this was relevant to our current situation. “Yes, did you find one that meets in the middle of an empty meadow?” And was it like Alcoholics Anonymous? I really hoped it wasn’t. I can imagine there’s only so many times one could hear somepony go “Hi, my name is Shutter Speed and I’m a cock addict,” before the urge to uncork the nearest wine bottle with their teeth set in.

It was at exactly this moment I knew I'd be in love with this story.

Honestly, Brasta, you are the most under-rated writer in CTS as of this moment. I do wish you'd break up some of your larger paragraphs just to make the story flow better visually, but other than that your prose is bouncy, fun, and conveys character in ways I'm envious of. Bronze Age is adorably hobbit-ish in his simultaneous interest in adventure and his desire to remain fairly comfortable while doing so, and Petunia as his voice of not-quite-reason makes a great contrast. I love that your first major delve into an erotic scene is, of all things, with the impact of music while taking shots - and that, thank god, you made Clocktails sound like half-decent Mocktails.

God damn it, that's another one for my favorites list. I do hope you plan to send me off on a longer adventure with Bronze Age soon, I'm genuinely interested in what he'll find.

“...and this cute changeling just starts making what I swear was a mewling sound, can you believe it? Not even being led to the stocks by her leash could stop her from wriggling around. It took a few smacks with the crop to get her to stay still- coated with Starbright, of course- but I managed to finally get here in there for her punishment. And you know what she did when I moved around to the front to see if she’d had enough? She kisses the crop, looks up at me with this grin that could turn on a blind guy, and goes ‘Thank you sir, may I have another one?’ Now, me, being a newbie, I’m not used to this sort of thing, so I don’t know what to say. I just kinda sit there looking dumb for a few seconds, until I say the first thing that comes to mind: ‘No, I think you’ve had enough.’ This is obviously not what she’s looking for, as she immediately gives me this goddamn puppy-dog look, and starts mewling like she’s in heat and going ‘Just one more, sir?’ I don’t care how much of a sadist you are- there is no way you can argue with that.”

This is adorable... and well written... oh my
But it isn't the stocks, it's a pillory, and every self respecting sub like this unnamed changeling mare would not hesitate to correct it ;)
Fantastic work, as usual!

Oh, and you will receive your badge via Royal Mail as soon as your registration is in order, along with your Society Training Manual.

No they won't, they'll just get one of these.
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“No sir, you cannot wander out into Pet Town by yourself. We have a loose batpony out there, and she’s known for pouncing on poor, unsuspecting doms and snuggling them until she’s satisfied.”

:rainbowlaugh:

Mazes don’t have maps made for them

OBJECTION!

Corn mazes.

Where are we goin'?
I don't know
When will we be there?
I ain't certain
What will we get?
I ain't equipped to say
But who gives a damn?
Who gives a damn?
We're on our way!

Paint Your Wagon (i'm On My Way) Lyrics

I hope Silver Sieve and Amber Bead show up somewhere in this. :heart:

It's nice to see a new fic from you, dear Brasta. :heart: :heart: :heart:

I'm really digging this!
It's so refreshing to see a character who's not only interested in the other Clocktower (that I swear is like a dirty secret in this universe) but isn't super into the objectification and non-con that seems to be rampant in the Society.
Seriously, I love the general idea of it but this is the first character to really reflect some of my thoughts.
He's a great narrator- good personality, fun to read, seems like a genuinely decent guy.
Have a like!

This is well written, and I'm really enjoying the characters so far!

Beneath a seemingly endless ceiling that stretched farther than we could make out, we found ourselves in the midst of the City, the urban predator/prey setting somewhere between the Borderlands and the area known as the Hunting Grounds. No, we knew where we were going, thank you very much. We were just taking the time to enjoy the scenery, and watch the doms pursuing after the fleeing mares passing by on occasion. The City itself was a weird amalgamation of styles, ranging from ancient to medieval to modern depending on where you were. At the moment, we were in the section that I’m pretty sure was modelled after Late Renaissance Griffonstone, complete with having almost all griffon doms roaming all over the place. And griffon statues. Anatomically-correct griffon statues. You know it’s the right place when even the sculpture is trying to turn you on. They even had inscriptions in period-era Griffish on the walls! And they were accurate !

I literally went to Google to check what exactly is ‘Griffish’. Turns out it is actually a brony-made word.

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