Come to the Masquarade...

[Countess DeWinter]

Shari/Scarlett

"My lovely, you have not answered me. What is your opinion?"

I take a deep breath. I'm afraid that if we purchase the slave, my nature as a Mistress will be revealed. But the desire to please this powerful man wins over my fear.
As I look up into his eyes, I tell him my answer. "My desire tonight is to please you. If it would please you, let us purchase the slave and teach her to be truly submissive. There are little flashes of stubborn will I see in her eyes. They will be a delight to break."

The corners of General Beau's mouth turn up. I can't help but smile up at him. I have never allowed a man's feelings to supercede mine and I feel a small victory in my private war.

Running his fingertips gently from my chin down my arm, he takes my hand and after bringing it to his lips for a soft kiss, asks, "Would you care to dance?"

A small spark of panic leaps into my eyes. I don't know if I can dance with my ankles shackled together, but I do not know how to refuse without revealing my reasons. "Perhaps we could retire to one of the anterrooms and become better acquainted?"

 

[Thor's Hammer]

General Beau

Pleased at Scarlett's reply I respond, "My lovely, then we will place a bid on the slave. If we win her I think I might enjoy watching you teaching her submission and humility."

Still holding Scarlett's hand, I decide that, indeed, the anteroom tete a tete might be more pleasurable than dancing. With a smile, my eyes on her jutting breasts, I say, "My lovely Scarlett, I can think of a couple of reasons that your suggestion is a good one." Slipping my hand around her waist, I guide her to the side of the room where I have noticed small, dark, secluded little rooms that appear, as yet, unoccupied. "Strange," I think, "there is something under her gown - a belt of some sort. I don't think chastity belts were in vogue in the latter part of the 17th century...I wonder what that is?"

Ruminating, I remember her words, "My desire tonight is to please you." What a delightful thought.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Scarlett/Shari

While it is outside my experience to be with men who know their own minds and are capable of taking command, I find myself warming to the General's presence. His hand on my waist is warm as he leads me to the small anteroom off the ballroom. Other couples circle the floor, dancing. The slave on the dias, still with bowed head. Perhaps it would be fun to instruct her. I supress a smile as I visualize her at my feet, begging to be allowed to service me or my General.

The General's hand is not still on my waist and I suddenly realize that he is feeling the leather belt my ankle shakles are attached to, trying to deduce exactly what it is. I allow the scene to play out behind my eyes of when he discovers my secret.

A small bank of candles on a low small table give a soft illumination to the room. A very soft and deep sofa sits in the center of the room, beckoning... General Beau leads me to it and together we sit, properly, of course. Within moments, he slides over next to me, his thigh next to mine, his arm going around my back while his other hand comes to lay along my jaw to turn my face to his for a brief kiss.

"Did you enjoy your duties serving General Lee?" I ask, when he leans back, trying to diffuse the sexual tension.

He ignores my question and allows his fingers to slide from my jaw, along my neck, down to the swell of my breasts above the neckline of my bodice...

 

[Bran Jones]

As he stood there drinking the champagne, this beautiful woman walked up to him. She was dressed as cat woman, and the outfit sure did show off her curves very well in her tight outfit, especially her breasts were big attention grabbers, so he had to concentrate on keeping his mouth shut, and not look like a real moron. To his surprise she suddenly said: “Hey, Charming. Want to take a shot at taming this pussy? Your rapier there could really be of good use” By now he was really flabbergasted, and while he was trying to think of a witty reply, suddenly some commotion at the center of the dance floor caught both cat woman and his attention. He saw it was this woman dressed as a wild beauty that had ordered the princess’ guide away from her, and now she was standing there all alone, insecurely trying to find her way, and something to hold on to. He almost jumped as he suddenly felt a wet tongue on his ear, quickly followed by a puff of hot air blown into it, and then a soft sensual voice whispered: “Beauties such as those happen along but once in a life time. Do not let them slip through your fingers!” Before he could turn and say anything to the woman, she were gone again, so he switched his attention back to the dance floor, where the wild beauty was twirling the princess around, so she ended up even more lost on the floor.

Suddenly he found himself in the middle of the dance floor, and he hadn’t really noticed that he had moved there, or why he had chosen to do so, but he was standing in front of the Princess, as her arms was reaching out to find something or body to hold on to. Without warning she were in his arms, holding on to him so she could get her balance back. Once that was achieved she apologized for bumping into to him, and then asked him to help her back to her seat.

He said that he didn’t mind her bumping into him at all, and that of course he would be delighted to help her find a place to sit again. But would she mind sharing a glass of the exquisite champagne they were serving here with him first?

He didn’t know how he had gotten the courage to ask her that, it must be something in the air, and he wasn’t even thinking about the cat woman that had surprised him so much any more.

 

[Silverlily]

Lily

His voice was warm and deep, with a rather exotic accent. Lily found herself getting lost in his words. "Champagne sounds wonderful. I would be honored to join you," she said, still managing a curtsy despite the blindfold. Feeling his arm around her and his strong hand take hers, she allowed herself to be lead. For the first time that evening, she began to relax.

The champagne was indeed exquisite, with the faintest aftertaste that seemed to heighten her senses. He kept his arm around her as they talked, further adding to her feeling of security. Her mystery man was apparently well traveled and told her stories of colorful places and fantastic people. He also showed a marvelous sense of humor and kept her laughing the entire time. When she had finished her drink, he had taken the empty flute and asked her to dance. Still giggly from the champagne, Lily agreed.

He led her out onto the floor and soon, Lily found herself in the arms of an excellent dancer. Masterfully, he twirled her around and never let her lose her balance. Laughing, giddy as a girl in a field of daisies, she soon crumpled, helplessly giggling in his arms. "Please," she gasped between breaths, "I know we are not to use our real names tonight, but what am I to call you?"

 

[Thor's Hammer]

General Beau

Sinking softly into the luxurious sofa, I half turn toward Scarlett as my fingers slip slowly over her - sensuously touching the swell of her breasts above the bodice of her gown. Curling my hand, I let it slide lower, my fingertips brushing the nipple that is poking the emerald green material. The silky material is slippery and soft. My palm circles, rubbing the material over her hard nipple, knowing the sensations must be exquisite.

Breathing into her ear as i flick it with my tongue I whisper, "Lovely Scarlett, I think the pleasure you mentioned will be a trip to Nirvana."

The room outside our alcove is a whirl of color as the costumed revelers dance and talk.

 

[Fetish Angel]

I got lost on my last post~~~ Sorry~~~!

Knowing my mistake, I hurried back to my dais, obeying my Hostess' order.

Looking around with my head bowed, I saw a lot of couples already hitting together. I could feel myself being anxious, but I knew I couldn't do a thing other than sitting up here...

 

[mfucker]

Catwoman:

I lean in close to the barbarian, crushing my chest against his body, and raising my right leg slightly on his side.

"You have to do better than that, and be quick." I taunt.

Before his arms could reach around me, I retreat to a distance, and purr once more at him.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Scarlett

The combination of excitement stemming from simply being at this party, my secret under my dress and the champagne causes me to be hypersensitive. General Beau's fingertips cause gooseflesh to run down my arms, but his palm on my nipple made it hard for me to remember how to breathe.

He breathed into my ear and flicked it with his tongue and whispered, "Lovely Scarlett, I think the pleasure you mentioned will be a trip to Nirvana."

My eyelashes dropped together and I leaned toward him, offering my lips to him. "Take me...there," is my whispered reply.

[Edited by Countess DeWinter on 10-16-2000 at 10:37 AM]

 

[wetneice]

Cleo & the King

Cleopatra calmly watched the wood nymph escape momentarily.

"Dear king,"she murmurred,"we will have to catch up with girl later and truly flail her for diobeying. Meanwhile,"she continued, turning kohl-rimmed eyes up to him, stiffened nipples brushing his chest,"I see a devan there that seems quite comfortable and in view of everything. Would you like to sit with me, perhaps?"

 

[wetneice]

Jane smiled at her Tarzan's suggestion and led the way out into the garden. The moonlight was absolutely beautiful, she thought with a tingle. The flowers were setting off a thick, sweet smell that seemed to act as an aphrodisiac: she could feel her nipples harden even further as the air brushed them through her costume.

Tarzan led her to a nearby bench and they both sat down. Suddenly she felt shy. Peering through her lashes, she wondered if he felt the same.

 

[catlover]

Tarzan and Jane

we sat on the bench talking about the party and all the wonderful costumes. I mentionesd the bird running around - wondered if many more feathers would fall off and wondered if the cat might start chasing her.

Then we got up and started to stroll some more - we left the path and wandered through some trees into a nice secluded glen

 

[Thor's Hammer]

General Beau

Scarlett's words of surrender take me by surprise. My instincts tell me that this beauty is accustomed to being in charge - perhaps its the champagne. My mouth covers her offered lips; moving sensuously on them. The tip of my tongue runs along her lips as my hands loosen a couple of buttons on her gown. As the bodice slides down a bit, free of restraints, I slide one hand into the neck, searching for the treasures that have been concealed. I stiffen, involuntarily. The bodice of the gown has covered breasts that are unbelievable; full and firm, with nipples that must be almost an inch in length. My hand plays with the ripe treasures; stroking and caressing - running over the sensitive undersides - incredibly hard nipples between my thumb and finger.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*He Grinned Wickedly and Growled almost Animalisicly, A Challenge To Her Trickerys, He Followed her cautiously, Like a Lion Stalking it Prey, Growling Fercely under his breath, Challenging Her Free Spirit and First Attempting to Silence Her Tricks with Intimidation And Prowess, His Massive muscles and Keen Reflexes he Dashed to his left, And before she could react by retreating he had her In his Arms, Holding her Close and Still Growling Senusously...*

 

[Bran Jones]

It didn’t last long before the conversation with the Princess was flowing very easily, and strangely enough he somehow had put his arm around her waist, and kept it there since leading her off the dance floor, usually he was just way to shy to do something like that. She didn’t seem to mind that he had his arm there, and since he was enjoying the feeling of her in his arm he didn’t remove it.

The champagne went down easily, and before long they had almost shared a bottle between them. He then took her empty flute and instead of filling it up again, he to his own surprise asked if she felt like dancing. She accepted the suggestion, and again he was leading her across the room, but this time towards, and not away from, the dance floor, where they started to dance. As they were dancing, he got a bit carried away and from time to time he let his hands start to caress her hip and her butt when he could get away with it, but she didn’t seem to notice since she suddenly were in his embrace again, pressing herself against his chest, and whispering in his ear: “I know we are not to use our real names tonight, but what am I to call you?”

He had to ponder on that for a few seconds, and since he couldn’t come up with a wise reply he simply whispered back: “Well tonight I’m whoever you want me to be, so why don’t you come up with 3 names, and I’ll tell you which one I like the best. And pray tell what may I call you Princess?”

 

[teresafannin]

Tessa

As Tessa continued to watch the revelers at the ball, she wondered just what her part in all this was to be. She felt that she had been invited for a specific reason, but was unsure what that reason was. She had always looked upon herself as a Chronicler, one who writes & records the happenings of society. As she wondered about the other guests, she was again struck by the beauty of the costumes & the undercurrent of passion that flowed about the room. She had danced with several of the men & had enjoyed the dancing immensely. As her eyes scanned the ballroom, she found herself hoping that somewhere in the crowd of people, there might be a man who would claim her, at least for this one night.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Scarlett

When General Beau's hands slipped inside my bodice to tease my hard nipples, I sighed against his lips. The south may have lost the war, but not due to the General's...talents. I wanted to play my part - a proper southern lady - but instincts took over and my hand dropped into his lap and began to gently squeeze and caress the bulge growing there.

General Beau pressed me back against the setee and began kissing down my neck, occasionally nipping until he came to the place where my breasts threatened to spill over the losened neckline.

 

[Master T.]

Thomas Gordon / Sheik

I arrive at the bar, followed by my beauty clad in the colours of fire and water. Upon arriving I poured us two glasses of dark red wine - and slowly turned around, handing one to my nameless beauty "I hope you are sharing more with me tonight than a glass of wine, my Odaliske - ohhhh yes...there sure are some more things I would like to share with you in this enchanted night…" I let my eyes openly caress her body now as I lift the black cloth hiding the lower half of my face to take a sip of the excellent wine – hoping my companion would reveal her features to my exploring gaze …. But all I could see was again a challenging sparkle in her eyes. I couldn’t hide a chuckle as I thought about my next steps – and I now was determined to conquer her – not her body, but her soul as well … she should become mine, the favourite woman of a mighty desert king – just for tonight, sure – but I felt the urge to fill our roles with the passion and emotion they deserved … and I hoped my lovely erotic and exotic companion would accompany me on this journey.

Once again I openly let my eyes caress and virtually undress her – if she was “in role” at all she wouldn’t mind I hoped … and she only seemed to smile back .. a smile I only could see in her eyes since still a veil, so artfully fixed she could drink without exposing more than necessary, hid her lovely features.

I hoped our host or hostess had chosen my Odaliske’s costume with as much consideration and knowledge as my own and those of the other revellers – if so, the promise that lay in the air was not only an image of my own growing desire for the mysterious woman next to me. But there was something about her – and I wondered if she was aware of her submissive side, a side which our host so obviously had seen in her – or if she still needed to be conquered and shown the joy of letting go, abandoning herself in the arms of a strong lover. I was curious to see how she would react to an open display of “slavery” and with interest I had noticed what seemed to be a mini slave market to one side of the room. Bowing slightly her way I said: ”Will you please come with me to see the other treasures on display tonight? I doubt there is one as splendid as are you, my dessert flower – but you never know, something may catch my fancy…” Just that moment my eyes caught a mysterious silver clad beauty, the incarnation of the starshine of 1001 nights, and most likely my abrupt interruption of my little speech had given away my secret desire for a harem all of my own so I quickly added “... or would you rather entertain me yourself my dear?” And this time the challenge was plain to see in my eyes and she must hear it in my voice .. and I hoped she would now fess up to what her desires and dreams were the ones she wanted to see fulfilled in this wonderous night ….

 

[Thor's Hammer]

General Beau

Loosening another button - and then another on the gown allows the bodice to open fully. The scent of perfume and something else wafts into my nostrils. Lifting one magnificent breast in my hand and squeezing it gently, I bring it to my mouth, flicking my tongue over the rock hard nipple, and swirling around the dark aureola -leaving a trail of moisture. Scarlett's hand on my crotch causes me to lose focus for a minute. My free hand, the one that undid the buttons, slid down her back, her thigh, and then her right leg. "What in the world is that," I wonder, "it feels like metal."

It occurs to me that this place is a bit too public for what I have in mind. Releasing her breast, I take her head in both my strong hands and kiss her deeply. "Scarlett my lovely, let us find a place that is more secluded. We do not want to be disturbed."

 

[ManOSafety]

Taking the hand of the lovely Bird of Paradise, he smiles at her suggestion that their search for paradise will be succesful and begins to respond. Then, however, he remembers the note accompanying his costume and bites his tongue.

"I certainly hope so my lady, or should that be my Bird?" he adds with a laugh.

Holding her hand, he starts to lead her towards the stairs, but once again stops as he remembers his instructions and tries to think...

**think, think you idiot, what is a servant supposed to say or do now? You'd better get your act together or you'll never be invited back to a party like this.**

Turning back to face his beautiful companion, he smiles his warmest smile, deciding he's come up with a suitably servile question, "Shall we join the dancing?"

 

[teresafannin]

Tessa was watching the dancing when she saw the Sheik, followed by a beautiful dancing girl. What an enchanting picture they made. Her novelist's mind immediately thought of the story she could write about them, but remembering the rules of the invitation, she pushed the thought to the back of her mind. As she accepted another glass of champagne, the Sheik looked her way. He had been speaking to the dancing girl & abruptly stopped. Tessa knew that the sheiks of old had a variety of women in their harems. Could this man be in search of a harem of his own? Tessa shivered, fascinated by the thoughts that the Sheik aroused. This man would bear watching, as would the lovely dancing girl. Tessa smiled & lifted her glass in a silent toast to the handsome man & his beautiful dancer.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Scarlett

General Beau almost discovered my secret! My mind spins over what his reaction might be...

He brings my face to his in his strong hands and kisses me - deep drugging kisses. Kisses that distract me from the further lowering of my bodice. The bulge in his pants is growing, though. Perhaps I'm distracting him, too, I think silently.

"Scarlett my lovely, let us find a place that is more secluded. We do not want to be disturbed." He took my hand in his and pulled me to my feet. There was a little fumbling while he put my dress back together, then we left the alcove and headed for the stairs leading upstairs...to Nirvana?

We found an empty room, and the General dragged me inside, pulling me roughly to him for another soul-searing kiss...

 

[mfucker]

Catwoman:

Finally revealing his true nature, he rushes at me and before I can react, he has a hold on my arms and my body.

His touch, though aggressive was so tender. I could have melted in his arms right there and then. But I resolved to have a little fun first. I lean in, and lick his ear playfully. Reaching down, I grope at his cock - my, was it huge - through his pants.

He seemed to be somewhat taken aback, and I took the opportunity to retreat once more from his grasp.

"Doing much better now, but not good enough." I meowed at him once more.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

General Beau

The room we found was a suite; a large living room, a fireplace burning merrily in the corner, a small wet bar, and a door that led to a bedroom. I can see a four poster bed, huge, and, I am sure, there will be an opulent bath off the bedroom. I notice that the doors do not have locks...

My mouth writhes on Scarlett's, our tongues touch sinously, probing deep in each other's mouths. My hands are on her firm ass, pressing her close against my hips. The passion that has been building throughout the evening is ready to explode.

Fumbling with the buttons on her gown, I finally free the last one and tug the gown from her arms, baring her upper body. My mouth recaptures hers; insistent, my tongue plundering her mouth.

 

[Silverlily]

Lily

Lily thought a moment while they continued dancing. His hands on her body felt wonderful. She had guessed by his clothes and the small sword at his hip, his costume must be that of royalty. "I believe I should call you either Your Highness or Milord. Or perhaps I should call you My Hero for saving me from loneliness." She rested her head against his chest and felt his hand move down her back and lightly brush her derriere. Whether it was the champagne or him (she strongly suspected the latter), she felt desire stir within her. What she really wanted to do was melt in his arms and let him sweep her off her feet.

Twirling around the floor, they had danced some more when Lily remembered he too, wanted a name to use. She certainly couldn't tell him her real name, it was against the rules. She had no idea what to be called other than Lily. A bit flustered, she once again felt his hands on her body, slowly caressing her. It suddenly came to her. "I would like it if you would call me Darling." Reddening a little, she wondered what it would be like to kiss him. Flushing even more, but now with a wide smile, she wondering what it would be like to do more than just kiss.