Come to the Masquarade...

[Merelan]

I could only obey as she told me to strip, the tears ready to fall. I thought, hoped he would stop her, but he seemed fascinated by what he was watching. I threw him a pleading look, but he just smiled.
I stripped, embarrassed of my body in front of this incredible woman. She was all that men desire, dream of, start wars over. Then she circled me, spying my red ass.
Her remarks stung even more then they, as she trailed a hand over them, using her nails on the mark. I winced.
She settled onto the fur rug in front of the fire and told me to service her. I couldn't. I couldn't do this, become her slave, for her pleasure. Yet a part of me wanted nothing more. I froze watching her. I turned to the wall where I knew they were watching.
"Please." Then I turned back to the General. "Don't make me do this. Please."
But he drew himself up and looked angry.
"Do as she says. She is your Mistress and needs cleaning."
I knelt at her side, but a tear rolled down one cheek. I held out my hand to her, trying to appeal to her womanly feelings, hoping she would let this pass, though I wanted her so. Something about her drew me, but something else made me rebellious. I just knelt. Not able to move.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: Cleo? 'ello? You Still here or have you decided to Skip Town? I was about to have some Fun with ya...

 

[Merelan]

OOC:
I lost a few people, guess they weren't having fun or something. Sorry. I thought it was doing well, but.... maybe try somethig else. Or... give her a little time, maybe she had to use the ladies room.

 

[catlover]

ooc: It was and is doing beautifully - but 18 pages tells that story! thats why Tessa and I thought we'd just continue it by starting a new thread so everyone could keep everyone in mind (I started to say straight but thot it might not sound right-all these words with double meanings!)

Y'all come to the engagement party

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: This was (and still is in my mind) VERY COOL, I think we should put it on hold for just a bit...Till people come back and start posting again...Or we could try to replace those we lost along the way..

 

[mfucker]

OOC: Yea...what happened to Cleo?

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Scarlett

She knelt in front of me. I could see in her eyes the stamp of rebelliousness that kept her from doing as she was ordered. I schooled my features into a stern scowl and slowly stood up in front of her. With her eyes on my feet, she didn't see the excitement in my eyes. I drank in the sight of her there at my feet. Her exquisite ass just begging for the touch of a paddle or whip or hand. Her breasts which would know my touch before the evening ended - whether it included pain would be her choice.

Suddenly, I knew how I would punish her. "Go sit on that chair," I commanded. She was quick to scamper to the low backless stool beside the fireplace, her knees demurely held together. I stood in front of her and kicked her feet apart. She gasped and looked up at me with fear in her eyes. "I want to be able to see all of you. If you cannot do that on your own, I will bind you."

Her knees dropped apart, giving me a tantalizing view of her wet pussy. I used the riding crop to tease her lips apart, giving the General a good look before I leaned down and grabbed her hair in my fist. I ground my lips to hers in a punishing kiss then reached down and squeezed one breast quite hard. I felt her sharp intake of breath, then her shudder when I began rolling her nipple between my thumb and finger.

I heard the General's chuckle behind me as he watched her pussy grow even wetter. He knew what I had planned. It was the same punishment he had given me. I would tease this little slave until she begged for release. And she would be begging for a long time...

 

[Merelan]

At first I thought she would strike me, but then she simply ordered me onto a stool. I sat, trying to hide myself. But she roughly spread my legs and teased me with the crop in her hand. I knew she was a true Mistress, one not afraid of doleing out punishment. but instead of striking she grabbed my hair and roughly pulled my face to hers for a kiss. I longed to sink into her lips, her care, but a chuckle from the bed reminded me we were being watched by him. She pulled back, squeezing one breast in her hand and rubbing the tip of the crop on my pussy. I wanted to feel her hands on me, in passion. But realizing she was determined to tease me, and that he was watching this, I couldn't give in. I just couldn't let her win. I bit my lip as she stroked my face, telling me how I would beg her to fuck me, to punish me, to use my body for their pleasure. This too made me stubborn, I would never beg her, never.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Scarlett

Taking the riding crop, I kneel before my beautiful, rebellious slave and kiss her again. "Do not move, my pretty little slut," I command in a sweet voice.

My hands trace a meandering path from her knees up the soft flesh of her thighs. Each stroke culminats just inches from her pussy. I can see the wetness gathering between the sweet folds of flesh, but resist the temptation to taste it.
Standing again, I rain three quick sharp blows from the riding crop on the tender flesh of her inner thighs. She only has time to gasp, no tears fall from her pretty, though red eyes. I drop swiftly to my knees in front of her again, this time drawing the handle of the riding crop between her legs. The handle is blunt, but long and fat, close to the size of a small cock.
Using my fingers to prepare the way, I tease her clit, just enough to further lubricate her pussy. My fingers slide down to spread her nether lips just wide enough to dip the handle of the crop into her sweet nectar. I can feel her pussy squeezing the handle and watch as her nipples harden into pebbles without being touched.
I fuck the handle in and out of her pussy a few more times, long enough to make her dripping and wanting, then pull it out and step away from her.
"You do NOT have permission to touch yourself," I tell her in an icy tone as she starts to reach between her legs.
another look replaces the one of rebellion in her eyes. The most delicious look of wanting...

 

[wetneice]

(OOC: I'm here, just had a crazy weekend. Sorry)

Cleo's caught her breath as the the cat and the Barbarian grasped her roughly by the arms and began to drag her off into one of the shadowy nooks. The cat grabbed her roughly by her snake chains, making her nipples ache and stretch.

"Where are you going with me?"she hissed, playing the game.

 

[ManOSafety]

Re: Alison/Bird of Paradise

“You are incredible,” I murmur. “What do you say we find an empty room upstairs? The last stop on the road to paradise, if you will.”

Smiling at my lovely Bird, I reluctantly let the gorgeous foot and toes fall from my hands. "Whatever you wish my mistress, an empty room upstairs, here on the loveseat, just let me take you to paradise."

 

[Thor's Hammer]

General Beau

Leaning on one elbow, still recovering, I am enjoying the new twist the party has taken. Our hostess, Helene, offering herself was a surprise, but a pleasurable one. The symbolism of the rose, although new to me, was not lost as I watched - intently - Scarlett's 'training session.' I chuckled as I realized that Helene was going to receive 'training' similar to what Scarlett experienced earlier.

Helene's plea fell on deaf ears. I had promised her she would be part of the feast...the time had come. My eyes catch Scarlett's and I incline my head and say, "Scarlett, she is yours, my lovely. She has been haughty. Bend her, but don't break her. Drive her wild, make her beg."

Musing to myself as I watch I think, "The puppeteer has received new instructions - from the unseen choreographer. That one must be a true hedonist."

 

[Merelan]

She struck without warning and I bit my lip to keep from crying out, though a few tears slipped their way down my cheeks. My body wanted her to continue, to use me, but my mind cried out to disobey, strike back.
But then she slid the handle across my clit, and I shivered. No, she wouldn't, couldn't do that. But, she did. Her warm hands touched me briefly and I almost came, but then she slid the handle to my lips, and slowly, smiling her haughty evil, sexy smile all the tme, slid it in a few inches. I wanted to cry. I looked away, to the General. Begging him with my eyes, to release me.
But the lust in his eyes showed me I had no rescue from him.
She stroked it in and out, my body betraying me as I felt my nipples harden and ache for her touch, my pussy swell and moisten even more.
She lifted my face wih her hand.
"You must never look away from me. Never."

 

[Bran Jones]

It had been a wonderful experience to make her cum with his mouth and hands, and he was also happy that it had been possible for him to do it. When her climax had started to fade out a bit, she hand slid down against his body, until she was kneeling in front of her, and was kissing him again. She had then playfully pushed him down on his back, and he had to help her remove the rest of his clothing before she had started to give him a wonderful blowjob, which made him moan in pleasure, and almost left him breathless.

“Where would you like to come,” she asked, and without thinking much about it, he just answered “Where ever you want me to cum Darling.” After uttering those words he was watching her, and wondering what wonderful things was going to happen now.

 

[mfucker]

Catwoman:

I glanced over at the Barbarian, and said wryly to Cleo.

'It'd be some place you'd never forget,' I slightly yanked at chains, bringing a soft moan of pain from her.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Scarlett

"You must never look away from me," I instructed my proud beauty. "Always keep your eyes on me or your punishment will be severe." I kept my voice even and gentle, but the fire in my eyes betrayed me. I was excited. I was in my element. I was utterly confident that I could bend this beauty without breaking her.

I commanded Helene to kneel on the floor at my feet. When she had done so, I gave her a couple of playful smacks with the riding crop on her pretty ass, then one on each pert nipple. They begged to be touched and I could smell her desire rising up from her hot pussy. I knelt in front of her, one hand pinching her nipples while the other probed her wetness. My fingers came away drenched and I whispered in her ear, "You want to cum, don't you?"

 

[wetneice]

Cleo bit back a yelp as the cat yanked her towards a nearby room. It was a bedchamber, sumptously decorated in rich velvets and equipped with a sawhorse, a wall of chains, and several instruments that she could not recognize but which sent a thrill through her.

"What are you going to do to me?"she said excitedly, as the Barbarin moved behind her and shoved her into the room.

 

[mfucker]

Catwoman:

'What does it look like we're doing to you, your Highness,' I hissed at her. I went straight to the dresser, and returned with some chains.

'We'll see how long you can hold out then.' I purred, as I began work on her hands.

 

[Merelan]

She pushed me to my knees, letting the end of her crop trail across my naked body. Crack.
I jumped, my ass suddenly afire again. I bit down on my lip, determined not to cry.
Then she slapped it across my nipples, it hurt so much.
I could see her feet as she walked around me, and knew from knowing her she had that awful, evil, yet sexy smile on her face.
I lifted my head and could look right into the General's eyes.
"Please." I mouthed silently. My eyes filling with tears. The pain was nothing compared to her humiliation of me, in front of this man.
"Help me." I tried to be silent, hoping she wouldn't notice. I knew he wasn't a Master, but bet he was a sweet lover. Maybe if I pushed her far enough, he would step in and rescue me. Yes, that was it. Or maybe ecven my Host, he did not believe in excessive force.
She asked me did I want to cum. My body screamed yes. But I wouldn't let her have that satisfaction.
"Not for you. Never." I spat the words out and lifted my ass higher, knowing it would enrage her. I took a deep breath, expecting the crop to rain down on me now.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

General Beau

As Helene's eyes caught mine - brimming with tears - I had a moment's concern. Playing was one thing, but real harm was something else entirely. My voice was low, seductive almost, as I say in a muted tone, "Scarlett, my lovely, remember, she shall be bent but not broken - just as you were..."

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*I Laughed my usual evil laugh and quickly went to work on her Ankles, securing a good chain and shackle to each one, chuckling darkly as i did so, I ran my hand up and down her leg and squeezed her ass hard and smirked* Hmmm What Do you think we should do to her first My Sweet Pussy cat?

 

[mfucker]

Catwoman:

'She seemed pretty tough earlier on; maybe we should soften her up a little,' as I yanked at the chains once more. 'What do you suggest my dear? I'm game for anything.' I said.

 

[wetneice]

Cleo pretended to struggle as her heart beat faster. This was like a fantasy come true and it was both exciting and scaring her a bit.

"Let me go!"she hissed, playing her part, struggling against her bonds and allowing the deep slit in her dress to reveal flashes of her waxed pussy.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Scarlett

I sighed, then rolled my eyes where Gen. Beau couldn't see. My intention was not to harm the girl, only to make sure she knew who her betters were. Perhaps I should take another tack...
I teased her lips with my fingers, letting her taste herself, then leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the lips, gently licking her bottom lip with my tongue before delving inside her hot mouth.

 

[Merelan]

Oh God, she is kissing me. Tugging at my lips with her teeth. I surrender to her mouth. My tongue exploring her mouth. So soft, so gentle, yet sure of itself. I moaned into her. This was how to reach me, her mouth loving mine. I got to my knees and slowly slipped my arms around her. She stood and I looked up at her. Her pussy so close to me. I leaned out and kissed it, then bowed my head. I wasn't sure if what I had done was right, or not. I only wanted to be with the two of them, now.