Come to the Masquarade...

[wetneice]

Raven entered the party, her head held high and proudly. She had made up in the car like a photo of Cleopatra she had seen once, so her eyes were now kohl rimmed and her lips were red as clay. Moving regally, she ignored the other party-goers gaping at her dress to stand confidently before the gathering.

A waiter passed her a glass of wine and she sipped at it contently. A slight smile curved her face at the site of the slaves chained nearby and the blindfolded girl sitting nearby. This was going to be interesting.

 

[catlover]

Tarzan and Jane

We drove into the driveway of the huge mansion, and while the concierge was approaching the car to park it, I turned to the lovely Wendy, dressed as my Jane, and told her that this party might get quite exciting but if anything came up that she didnt want to play with, or she wanted to be taken home, please to let me know so I could take care of her. I invited her and I was responsible to see that she had the best of times, which i knew she would, but i needed to set her completely at ease with all these fun people she had yet to meet. We left the car and walked in the door, seeing quite a variety of outfits!

 

[mfucker]

Jesse:

I felt a little out of place at the party; the tight body suit and everything under the bright ballroom lights just seemed so inappropriate.

I stand in the corner, trying to blend my sleek silhouette with the dimmer lights there. My nipples were already sticking out through the material awkwardly, the feel of the suit on my body really turned me on.

I scanned the room; I was waiting for a guy who would really attract me. I wondered how much longer I could keep check my more carnal instincts.

 

[Fetish Angel]

Wow....

(OOC: First of all, thanks for writing me that beautifully..... I'll do my best to serve you people! ^-^)

I walked into the mansion, and found my best friend smiling apologically at me. Yes, I was shocked. More humiliated. She took a hold of my hand, explaining the rules to me ever so gently. Yes, this WAS the person I know, but.... there was something.... deep inside..... that's different.....

She led me to the middle of the room, and instructed me how I will act. I took the order silently, and sat there the way she told me to. I was nervous, yes, and a little nauseous. I felt as if someone's watching me.... I could see no one aside from Marlene, my Hostess.

My Hostess instructed me more, and left me sat at my designated place silently. I took couple of deep breaths, adjusting myself.

Very soon, the quests started to arrive to the mansion. I had a sudden urge of running away, away from this madness. But I kept my cool, trying my hardest not to move.

My Hostess announced to everyone that I shall be punished if I move, and I could hear people snickered and laughed. She explained how I should be punished if I disobeyed, and I blushed even harder.

I felt people walked around me, discussing about me, and staring at me. Maybe it's the light, maybe it's because I stood in this light outfit outside earlier this evening for too long. Maybe it's just my nervousness. Or maybe....

Too many maybes. But, I sneezed. Even it's lightly, and I tried to cover it immediately. I moved, and I had disobeyed my Hostess. I sat there, my eyes closed, waiting for my punishment......

 

[Tyriel]

Nick - Lordly King

I looked out at the mansion as my carriage pulled right outside of it. It was buzzing with activity already... I silently cursed the horses for it's continual insistance to make "loo" breaks, but nevertheless, I was glad I was finally there.

I stepped out of the carriage, straightened out my crown and wrapped my cloak right around my body... and to complete the anominity, I hid my face behind an iron mask.

Dark eyes surveyed the room from behind the mask as I entered:

There stood right in front me was a giant of a man, dressed in a perfectly taliored gray uniform, mask and hat. A general of sorts maybe?

A shadow slithered past the corner of my eye, and I turned my head instinctively. Although the person blended in well with the shadows, the curved silouette - a perfect tight ass and perked up nipples - gave her away. A fine lady indeed...

I shifted my attention again, this time to a girl standing dead still in the middle of the room... Strange. I watched her for a few minutes, completely still, and I begin to stroll forward to speak with her - suddenly she sneezed, and I stopped. Everyone seemed to have their eyes set on her, giggling and smiling, talking about her most likely...

Amongst the smiling was Cleopatra. And a captivating smile it was. It couldn't have possibly been anyone else but the great Egyptian queen. A gold circlet framed her face,a long dress was wrapped around her body, slits exposing her long silky legs and defined hips... and then there was her nipples - perked up by the two snake heads at the end of a chain... as she brought her wine up to her lips, she looked up, our eyes met, and obvlious to her, I smiled under my mask.

 

[Merelan]

Helene.... the Hostess...

I wandered and greeted everyone, letting the knowledge of what they had revealed to me sink in. But, as usual, none of them really seemed to mind. Every so often, I remembered the bell. Angel was perfect so far, and I was proud of her. I knew how difficult this part was, actually, maybe the most difficult part of the whole process. The shedding of your outer inhibitions. The veneer she had developed to protect her self from hurt. We all had it. But it was up to the people here to help her shed hers and learn to embrace the joy of servitude. Of bodily perfection, not for you, but for those around you to enjoy. To be a delight to the senses, not for your pleasures, but for your Masters.
I was just walking out when I heard the silence and turned. Yes, it had been her. She must have moved, as everyone was watching her. Her first punishment for the night. I slowly smiled, but no one stepped forward. Okay. I knew it was mine then.
I slowly walked to her, schooling my face into anger and displeasure, though inwardly thrilled. I stood in front of her, knowing how hard it was for her not to break. She had no conception as to what I could do. Her imagination was racing right now, imagining far worse then I would ever be able to do.
"Slave." Harshness in my voice. "Stand and disrobe. Now." She glanced up at me, hesitating. "Now!" I barked.
She did as told, letting the robe drop again to her feet.
"Turn around and bend over, grasping the stool in your hands."
The look she threw me almost made me give in, and if we had been alone, I would have. But I knew our Host, and everyone was watching.
"You have disobeyed us. You move, and then when told to stand, you hesitated. For each offense to us you shall receive punishment."
I turned back to the attendees. Then motioned The Lordly King and Cleopatra over. They obeyed, but slowly.
"You shall have the pleasure of the first punishments. This slave has disobeyed her orders. She is new to the discipline, but must learn obediance to be pleasing to her new Master. Oh, and by the way..." turning to the crowd again. "We shall be auctioning her off later on, for whomever wishes to own her. She needs a firm hand and the only way to accomplish this is by all of us being diligent."

I turned back to the two standing next to me. I could see that Cleopatra was eager to help, while the King seemed hesitant. Hmmm.
"You first dear King." And handed him a thin rod. "Just a blow across her ass. And then it shall be the Queen's turn."
I stepped back, wondering if he could do what I had asked.

 

[Tyriel]

Nick - King

I wrapped my fingers around the rod and gripped it loosely, turning to face the tainted angel. I could see her lips tremble, her hand gripped the stool tightly and her eyes shut tight; bracing herself for the impact from the cold hard steel. There was something about her that made me hesitate about delivering the blow. Even in her nakedness, her rounded ass exposed to the eyes of the congregation, her breasts hanging before the stool, her legs invitingly parted where she bent over - there was still something fundamentally innocent about her. I licked my dry upper lip from behind my mask, and turned to face the hostess...

Her fine facial features complimented her eyes well. Captivating was the only word I could come up with to describe her eyes. She didn't seem to show much emotion, seemed kind of cold, as if she was simply waiting for a set procedure to be carried out. But it was difficult for me to tell what she was thinking... All I knew was I could not falter in the task set by my Hostess. I turned to face the angel again, and tightened my grip around the rod, raised it above my head, and swung.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc; ACK! Sorry No E-mail *winces* My ICQ is 89437252 if you have it....I'll take any char thats Left Over *nods*

 

[Merelan]

OOC: Roland
Okay, you have an imagination lets see you use it. I need a barbarian. But not just anyone. One whom can tame a naughty cat, fight a mighty battle and still have enough gentleness to woo an inoccent woman. One who has not only scars on the outside, but within. A man whom had traveled the world in search of what he can find only within the peace of his soul, if he would but listen.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Shari

I press forward to see the slave being punished. It was only a few nights ago that I was the one with the whip doing the punishing! Now, my pussy tingled watching the scene before me. The King brought the rod down on her upturned ass, leaving a delicious red welt. To my left, a Civil War general gasped, but I heard the unmistakable sound of lust in his voice.
Suddenly my eyes widen. I look down at my costume. To all outward appearances, I am a masked Southern Belle, the perfect lady. Underneath my dress, I was just as much as a slave a the one being punished.
I reached my hand toward the General. "Will you be protecting all the fair flowers here tonight, sir?"

 

[wetneice]

Raven/Cleopatra saw the man costumed as king enter and she allowed her eyes to rake him over. This one might do, she thought. In her new costume, nothing else but royalty would do.

A commotion rattled in the middle of the room and she saw that the slave had disobeyed. Her mistress was ordering her to strip and be flogged and Raven moved closer to the action. The others seemed to part for her and she appeared not to notice, except that she noted that they all parted the the King as well. Interesting, she thought, maintaining her facial composure.

The mistress ordered the king to flog the naked slave, and then offered her the chance to do so. She glanced at the mistress, and nodded. "You keep your servants well,"she murmurred to the mistress, before turning to the scene.

The king seemed to hesitate, but then brought the rod down on the girl's tightly rounded buttocks. Raven took a sip of wine, as the girl's ass turned red and she began to shave from trying not to cry out. The whole scene was making her incredibly wet and she knew she couldn't wait to get her hands onto that rod.

The king seemed to hesitate, and she eased next to him, saying, "My lord, it is our duty to punish insubordinates before we can take our own pleasure. Show her how much her disobedience has enraged you, as is your duty."

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: OK!!! I Can Do That!! ^^ That Sounds like one of my Older chars...No sweat! Hmmmm Let Me Think......
IC: *Roland smiled and Nodded to the Delivery man as he took the Box To His Game Room and opened it...he grinned almost Miscivously...Ah So It had finally arrived! He Removed some of the articles and laid them out* a Barbarian...Nice...*he chuckled lightly and examined each item..*

*A Battle Ax, Notched in several Places and Quite Real, Sharpened to Perfection with a worn Leather Handle That was a Bit Long For that sized Blade...he wondered exactly what he could use THAT For...*

*A good Sized Tunic Of Sorts...Battle worn and Slashed in several places...Half a Shirt Really, The better to show of his Muscular Physique....And other such things...*

*Stout Leather Pants, The slashes in them Seemed to Match the Cuts and Brusies On his Legs....A Scar, witch traced from the top of his left leg, down to His ankle was shown Quite dramaticly and Well...*

*A Brown Leather Bull Whip, Indiana Jones style...He was Glad he learned how to use one of these Things...The End had an unusually Softened Tip....As if Implying this was not for battle....*

*A Good Belt, Nothing Special Really...A Dragon Head for a buckle and it seemed to be Jewled All around, A Barbarian King was more like it...But he shrugged that off...*

*And then Came the Persona Paper...He read it carefully, putting his Mind To Work...Yes...just Like Jim Raynor...A Charicter from one of his Books...three things...A Mighty Battle was No Problem...To Tame a Naughty Cat? Ho ho ho he would enjoy that one....Woo an innocent woman....he smiled slightly...like out of a fairy tale...He Grinned, Putting the articles on carefully, A Little bit of "Makeup" too add effect to him...A Special oil to Increse that Look of a good tan....He Began to Get into Charicter...And Smiled when he had...He walked outside and Got into His Dodge Viper and Drove off, speeding down the road, his long hair flying in the wind, a Helmet with Horns laying on the seat, the battle ax resting next to it...if one didnt know better One Could Scarcly tell the difference Between Him and Barbarians of Anicent Times..Pulling up the drive way he stepped out, already in charicter* Big House....Rich People Live here I think...Good Place To Find Some Fun..*he chuckled darkly and Put on his helmet, Securing his Battle ax and whip On his Belt and back Holder, he walked towards the door with a Strong Stride to His Step and A Mean look on his face..*

 

[Merelan]

I would have to watch her. I see the blood lust in her eyes. I lean over after his strike, and take the rod.
"Now your turn. But first. Slave. Stand and thank the King for his lesson."
She does, shyly, hesitantly, but I let it pass.
"One strike Queen. Assume your position Slave." again she bent over, her ass so white compared to the red stripe cross it. The King looked better, and I wondered if he had never before given punishment.
This night would be interesting indeed. I saw the Countess also, her eyes flitting around the room, till she saw the General. It hit her. She glanced down at herself and then again at him, fastening on the key around his neck, and blushing. but, true to her outward persona, she made the first move. I couldn't hear what she said but it caught his attention. Good. I knew that soon she would realize what kind of man he was, in need of releasing all the tensions and stress from his job. And she would be the intended target.

 

[Tyriel]

King

"My lord, it is our duty to punish insubordinates before we can take our own pleasure. Show her how much her disobedience has enraged you, as is your duty."

I smiled to myself when Cleopatra spoke. There was something about her voice, her tone... it was very soothing, and I found myself being swayed by her words. I nodded in response to her words...

[Edited by Tyriel on 10-13-2000 at 08:45 AM]

 

[wetneice]

Raven thrust her wine glass at the king and grasped the rod, coolly running her fingers over it. Moving closer to the slave, she ran her other hand over the slave's bruised flesh, causing her to wince.

"Yes, a fine piece of slaveflesh,"she commented to the mistress,"And in need of punishment, indeed."

With that, she moved back a bit and readied her arm. Taking careful aim, she whipped the rod against the slave's ass as hard as she could, satisfied as the red streak that instantaneously arose.

With a small smile, she handed the rod back to the mistress.

 

[Merelan]

Without me telling her, Angel stood and softly thanked the Queen. Then at a nod from me, dressed and sat down. But oh, she had not thought of that. She winced as she sat on her tender ass. But, being the good girl she was, she assumed her postion quickly, a tear rolling down her cheek.
But I let it pass. Proud and wanting to tell her, but knowing I musn't.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*As he entered He saw the Smack of the Queen and The Rod, His mind told him one thing, But he shook that Off immediatly, He needed to Act In Charicter...This one appeared to Be a Slave Girl...He would leave her alone for Now...His eyes Washed over the Others, Thinking Quietly about each one, Standing tall and Firm, His Eyes Glistened in the ballrooms Lights, As he Began to Put his Book Mind To work...What To Do...What To Do....*

 

[catlover]

Tarzan and Jane

We enter the grand ballroom. The center of attention was a small dais where a naked slave was bent over awaiting her swat from Queen Cleopatrica. Everyone was watching her reddenned ass about to get the rod again - we had no idea what the punishment was for, but it helped set our moods. A waiter offerred us a tray of filled wine glasses, and we each accepted vino bianco. Looking around i saw people i thought i recognized, but of course they couldnt possibly know me, since i hid behind my Robert Redford mask with the hole cut out around my mouth to enable me to drink wine, and do a few other necessary things with my lips and tongue.

Wendy, playing the part of Jane, stood there open mouithed with her eyes aglaze at all the beautiful costumes, with her as naked as I with our jungle nudity barely covered by loincloths.

ooc:still need a lady to play Jane - I have an email offer from one of the female characters to play two parts if noone else jumps in

 

[Tyriel]

King

I watched as Cleopatra whipped the rod hard against the slaves ass. The way she delivered the blow was extremely erotic to me, and my imagination drifted to what it would be like to be at the recieving end of one of Cleopatra's flogging. I shook my head ever so subtlely at myself, and dismissed the thought.

I offered left my hand out to Cleopatra... (her drink still in my right...)

"Very impressive my lady... may I have the pleasure of accompanying you for a drink?"

 

[Thor's Hammer]

General Beauregard Thor

Pulling my eyes away from the scene in front of me, strangely stimulated by the lashes and the red welts on the woman's ass, I turn to the woman who just spoke. She is lovely, an emerald green gown sheathing a lovely figure, with spectacular emerald jewelry complementing her face and bodice. She looks like she just stepped off the set of 'Gone with the Wind.'

Taking her extended hand and looking directly into her eyes, I answer with a bow, "I am always at the service of the flowers of southern beauty." As I speak, I observe a glitter in her eyes; her breathing is fast. Brushing her hand with my lips, I ask, "Does punishment of the slave bother you?" I can feel electric tension passing from her hand to mine. This might be a very interesting evening indeed.

By the way, I am being rude, I interject, "I am General Beauregard Thor, late of General Lee's staff."

 

[teresafannin]

Tessa caught her breath as the slave girl dropped her robe & received her 2 lashes from the Lordly King & Queen Cleopatra. She had never seen anything like this, although her writer's imagination had conjured up similar images in her head. As a waiter circulated with wine, Tessa accepted a glass & scanned the crowded ballroom to see if she could recognize any of the other guests. Living as quietly as she did, she didn't know too many people in town. Wondering what the evening would hold for her, she continued to sip her wine.

 

[ShyGoddess]

I had never witnessed anything of the kind. First the King and then the Queen. One lash each. I almost felt sorry for the girl, but knew it was her station tonight. I continued my barefooted prance around the room, not really paying attention to where I was going. I regretted my actions later, when I bumped into the King and Queen who were making their way to aquire some refreshments.

I instantly dropped into a throne room crutsy with easy grace, "Oh, my lord and lady, methinks I have done you a great disservice. Tis been so long since I have had contact with so many humans, I got a little ahead of my self. I am Princess Corana, banished from my kingdom of wood nymphs." I smiled softly up at them, my eyes sparkling like jewels.

 

[Merelan]

Helene:

I wandered over to the blind princess, Lily. She sat so still, trying to listen with every pore of her body.
"Here, my sweet. Let me show you around, and get you a glass of wine too. Your escort shall be here shortly, but in the meantime. I have someone whom may serve you."
I led her gently to the dais, explaining Angel and her position here. She smiled so sweetly and agreed.
"Slave. See this lady? She has agreed for you to escort and serve her till her proper suitor arrives." I leaned in and unlocked the chain holding her there. Helping her down, I stroked her sore ass as I handed the leash to Lily. She winced and tried to escape my touch, but I frowned, and then winked. I had ulterior motives for allowing her to walk around. It would better show her grace, and relieve her sore ass.
She bowed to me and the Princess Lily and took her arm to help her where she chose to go. I noticed though that Lily kept a firm grip on the leash, and the sly wicked smile on her lips.
"Get her whatever wine she desires, and some nibbles. You are to feed her yourself, and only have any that she chooses to share. For now, she will be your Mistress. But, the rule still goes. When you hear the bell, you must drop your robe and pose, letting anyone touch you who chooses."
At that I walked away, looking to see who else there was to attend.

 

[Silverlily]

Lily

Despite the fact I could see nothing, the scene was very vivid in my mind. The slave girl bent over, receiving her punishment from the King and Queen. Judging by the sound, the slave girl was naked. Twice the air whistled and the rod cracked. From my vantage point, I could hear the girl's soft whimpers.

Surprisingly, I felt a tear slide down my own cheek. I could hear the girl resume her former position, but still I felt for her. I wondered if anyone would soothe her this evening.


[Edited by Kitten Eyes on 10-13-2000 at 10:57 AM]

 

[Silverlily]

OCC: OOOPS! Heehee, we posted within seconds of each other, Merelan. Although, if everyone could mentally switch the posts, I think it flows rather nicely. Please?