Vlad’s Castle

His whole family like games; board games, card games, they don’t seem to care so long as it is something someone can win. There is a whole cupboard devoted to this strange past time, and it is like an archaeological treasure trove of the ages that they as a family went through. There are games involving Mickey Mouse from when the children were younger, the 70’s phase that has “Jaws” the board game (complete with plastic shark) up to the “Trivial Pursuit” of later years. That last one is a fascinating family tradition as they make Him play round the board twice to give them a chance.

This past time is not confined to that cupboard of course... there is an even larger one in the flat. It has all sorts of games that He has collected over the years, often in the hope of tempting one to play. An offer one always refused because like most only children one has no concept of play, and to be honest, He and the family are rotten sports when playing together. Not so much bad losers, as much as poor winners. They gloat, they rub it in, and they are the epitome of graceless... a fact He relentlessly denies. So for nine years one side stepped playing games happily, until we changed the power base in this relationship nearly five years ago, and He misused the power to make one play RPG’s on a Tuesday night.

Of course He doesn’t stop at just playing other peoples games... oh no. He likes to create his own. The latest one is a table top game with a difference. A collection of suction dildos are attached to a table and you have to sit on all of them, both vaginally and anally while masturbating, and master all of them before you are allowed to come. He is still tweaking the rules, but one suspects the game will not be weighted in the favour of the player. That little logic voice is going this is going to hurt...