HIMYM: Barney's Pets (1/?)
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snoggedTitle: Barney’s Pets (1/?)
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Carter Bays and Craig Thomas own How I Met Your Mother. I don't. Please don't sue.
Pairing(s): Barney/other
Word Count: 146
Rating: Overall this project will be FRAO/NC-17.
Warnings: Sexual Situations, Language, Sexual Slurs, BDSM, Domination/submission
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Barney has learned some women are willing to do anything…
Beta: none. Any and all mistakes are mine.
Prompt: 93- Consent.
A/N: This will be a series of drabbles (100-200 words) written in response to the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
himym_darkfic prompt table.
The standard game had always been: go to the bar, pick up a woman hot enough to qualify for a sex visa, fuck her until she was raw and breathless, and send her packing when the blood started circulating in her legs again.
Until he met a dark harlot named Margo and he found himself tweaking the rules of his game. He liked the power that came from marking a woman’s ass with bright red handprints or the screams that left her lips when the metal clamps locked down on her nipples.
She gave him the idea to build a Playboy-style mansion in Long Island that served as a warehouse of crazy bitches that constantly craved his cock, constantly craved the pain he offered them.
And how could he say no to a sampler platter of women consenting to be the victims of his darkest desires?
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Carter Bays and Craig Thomas own How I Met Your Mother. I don't. Please don't sue.
Pairing(s): Barney/other
Word Count: 146
Rating: Overall this project will be FRAO/NC-17.
Warnings: Sexual Situations, Language, Sexual Slurs, BDSM, Domination/submission
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Barney has learned some women are willing to do anything…
Beta: none. Any and all mistakes are mine.
Prompt: 93- Consent.
A/N: This will be a series of drabbles (100-200 words) written in response to the
himym_darkfic prompt table. The standard game had always been: go to the bar, pick up a woman hot enough to qualify for a sex visa, fuck her until she was raw and breathless, and send her packing when the blood started circulating in her legs again.
Until he met a dark harlot named Margo and he found himself tweaking the rules of his game. He liked the power that came from marking a woman’s ass with bright red handprints or the screams that left her lips when the metal clamps locked down on her nipples.
She gave him the idea to build a Playboy-style mansion in Long Island that served as a warehouse of crazy bitches that constantly craved his cock, constantly craved the pain he offered them.
And how could he say no to a sampler platter of women consenting to be the victims of his darkest desires?