Halloween Party

[Renegade]

Batman

OOC: Thanks. I don't get to dance very often and I don't realy know how to Tango.

IC: Smirking, I whisper back "Alfred thought me a few steps when I was growing up in the mansion." She grins back as I place a hard kiss onto her lips.

We continued to kiss as the others danced around us to the music that was playing in the room. I sucked her tongue into my mouth as my own made it's way into hers. My tongue messaged the roof of her mouth as we hold each other tightly. The music was soon drowned out of our minds to the thoughts of the moment of passion we were expierencing.

Once we break the kiss, I whisper to her "And if you think I'm mind blowing on the dance floor, wait till we get to a room for ourself. You haven't expierenced anything yet." She grins as we return to our dancing.

 

[JadedHeart]

Artemis, the huntress

Still locked in his stealy embrace, I gazed deep into his smoky blue eyes and saw myself reflected within. A lifetime, a moment, an eternity passed before our lips finally met. His firm and unrelenting, mine soft and yielding. The sensuous slide of his tongue was a promise of ecstasies to come.

His lips left mine to trail down my neck, causing a delicate trembling to begin in my legs. I leaned further against him to keep myself from sliding into a puddle at his feet. His arms tightened about me, then he swept me into his arms. My trembling became a long shudder of desire.

He carried me down a long hallway, stopped at the first door he came to, and pushed it open with his shoulder. Once inside, he set me on my feet and turned to firmly shut and lock the door.

Suddenly nervous, I looked around the room. It was magnificently done in midnight blue. The light from dozens of candles kept the room from being lugubrious. A massive four poster bed dominated the room, and left little question as to my date's intentions.

I turned to face him and found him leaning against the door. The look in his eyes hinting at the violence he barely held in check, like a dark raptor needing to seize his prey and devour it. A tiny frisson of fear raced through my body, and I tried to mask my features to hide it. His sardonic smile told me how dismally I had failed.

 

[Guest]

Elizabeth Bathory

Shorty, the angry drunk hunchback dwarf, emerged from the tube Morticia had tossed him down holding the head of a snake in each hand. He was chomping on something because he looked like a chipmunk. Morticia gave him that evil dwarf tossing eye once again. Shorty flipped her the bird, 'er snake head.

The dwarf apparently decided he best befriend Gomez, who didn't look like the brightest bulb in the lamp, lest he get tossed from the party. I moved closer so that I could overhear their conversation.

"Gomez," Shorty began, "you are damn ugly. Better lay off the toad's milk. Let me show you some of the Count's toys." He reached into the coffin.

"This is the Heretic's Fork. Two of the sharp points of the fork are stuck into the throat and the other two are poked into the sternum bone. As you can see the fork is held in place by a 'necklace.' The forkee could only move his or head and mumble. They were supposed to mumble 'abiuro' which means 'I recant' and, as you will notice,is engraved on one side of the fork. This Heretic's Fork would look great on Morticia."

"Shorty," Gomez interrupted, "I'm more interested in something that will help me get laid. Do you have anything along those lines?"

I sure do, toad breath. You promise you won't let Morticia kick me out of the party?"

"OK, I promise."

Shorty reached into the coffin again and pulled out a bottle of virgin's blood. "This is the most powerful aphrodisiac known to man, or supernatural creature for that matter. Take a big swig. While you are at it, make that Catwoman chick a Bloody Mary with this stuff. The Count demanded that I arrange an assignation between she and he or he threatened he would make me shorter."

 

[Silverlily]

Catwoman

We continued dancing for a while, our bodies caressing each other. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Morticia and Gomez leaving for one of the rooms that had been prepared earlier. Reaching into the bodice of my costume, I retrieved a small silver key that hung on a delicate chain. It had been enclosed in my invitation with very clear directions to the lock it fit. Smiling mischievously at Batman, I took him by the hand and led him down a short corridor. The walls were covered with tapestries and lit torches filled several wall sconces. Apparently they were completely authentic, the animal fat they were comprised of snapped and crackled. Pausing before a heavy oak door criss-crossed with iron bands, I looked into his face half hidden by flickering shadows. My breath caught and my heart pounded, he was the most desirable man I had ever met. Turning the key in the lock, I opened the door.

The room's interior was done in shades of black and midnight blue. A large four-poster bed filled the center of the room. It was covered in the deepest ebony rough silk. The only light in the room was coming from a large fireplace with a black marble mantle. Several very large pillows were strewn around the floor before the hearth. On a low table behind the pillows, was a tray with a bottle of champagne chilling in ice and two flutes. The deep carpeting muffled my footsteps as I walked over to a large armoire and fitted my key into another lock. The solid doors swung open to reveal a wide assortment of toys. Selecting a pair of very real handcuffs, I checked the key once more. It fit. I walked back to the door and relocked it. Throwing Batman the key, I dangled the handcuffs from my finger and purred, "Would you like to play good guy/ bad guy?"

 

[Bobtoad777]

Gomez

My dear Mortica what would oyu like to play with first? WE have the senuous bed of nails. The erotic bed of nails. The iron maiden. Whips and chains. the possibilities are endless down here in the dungeon.

 

[Guest]

Count Nadasdy

The bottles of virgin's blood that were in my coffin somehow mysteriously disappeared. I selected the next best thing, the vials of pulverized emerald green blister beetles, Cantharis Vesicatoria, more commonly known as Spanish Fly.

Catwoman seemed to be paying more attention to me and she strutted over with her nose up in the air as I dumped the vials in the big punch bowl on the bar.

"What the fuck are you doing?" she demanded.

"Just trying to liven the party up a bit, my dear. Do you not know that the Marquis de Sade utilized a concoction of these same pulverized beetles to entice young ladies to participate in his orgies? And two thousand years ago the Roman whore, Livia, who married one of the Nero boys and also Augustus, used a little of the stuff to flavor the food. No wonder the entire imperial family engaged in many sexual indiscretions and perversions she later used against them."

"I heard," Catwoman interrupted, "this Spanish Fly shit can result in death. What's up with that?"

"Cantharidin is the poisonous substance in these pulverized beetles. Normally two grams will certainly result in a fatality within a few hours. Not to get medically technical, but the preliminary symtom of an overdose is priapism. You know, a hard on that won't go away no matter what."

Catwoman took a large pitcher off the bar, dipped it into the punch and filled it to the top. "Batman is thirsty," she explained.

 

[CelestialBody]

Hades and Persephone

 

[Silverlily]

OCC: Listen, Count Whats-your-face, Catwoman is ALREADY busy with Batman in ANOTHER room. SHE IS NOT INTERESTED!! Either follow other people's posts or go away. Or be prepared to be ignored.

 

[Renegade]

Batman

OOC: Guy seems to have a thing for your character, Kitten Eyes.

IC: The corridor that led to the room was truly an amazing sight to behold. The entire place was nicely decorated and had a very enchanting atmosphere to it all. When we made it to the room, I waited for Catwoman to open the door as I noted that everyone else at the party seemed to be hitting it off as well as us. The room we were given seemed to fit our characters for some reason. Perhaps it was just my imagination, but still. She asked me a question after she opened the door to the assortment of toys for us to 'play' with.

In answer to her question, I grin and tell her "Sounds like a good idea, you want to be the one in cuffs?" Before she answered, my hands move to the back of her suit to reach for the zipper of her catsuit. Taking it in my hands, I move it down her backside slowly till it goes all the way. I grasp the leather suit and pull it from her body to reveal her body to me. My tongue flicks at her nipples as my hands work on moving the lower part of her suit down her legs. Leading her to the bed, she sits down as I pull off the leather from her legs as her lower part of the catsuit finaly comes off. She was now nude except for her mask, black gloves and spike boots.

I take the cuffs from her hand and connect one end to her right hand as I gently pulled her up the bed. Laying her down, I move her hands to the bed post and pull the handcuffs around the post. Once it's around, I connect the other end to her left hand and lock it shut. After the cuffs were put in place, I move down to kiss her along the mouth as I begin to move the kisses down her body.

Moving away, I head back to the toys and grab a select few and put them into a black bag that was supplied in there. Taking the bag full of toys, I take a seat on the bed by her legs and look her over. Smirking, I tell her "Now you're going to see what I'm the best at doing. I think you're going to like this."

 

[R Nitelight]

R Nitelight

"Master, what is your pleasure?" my love asked me.
"You are my pleasure, darling," I said, kissing her deeply. Sometimes I wondered what I was doing dating a woman half my age, but I knew tonight would not be one of those nights.
She was so excited about the party, and spent days coming up with ideas for our costumes, finally settling on Hades and Persephone. It was an apt choice, for did I not take her from a world of safety and innocence into a realm of darkness and desire?
She worked hard to put our costumes together, doing most of the sewing by hand. We made a striking couple. Everyone admired our costumes.
I couldn't wait to take them off.

 

[Silverlily]

Catwoman

OCC: My character is VERY happy where she is...(thank you)

IC: I was a little disappointed when he asked if I wanted to be cuffed, but my frown quickly changed to moans when he didn't wait for an answer. Holding my wrists firmly together, he slowly peeled the leather from my body, leaving nothing but mask, boots, and gloves. Lifting me easily with one arm, he laid me across the bed and cuffed me there.

I closed my eyes and felt his hands and mouth exploring me. A sigh escaped my parted lips as his tongue flicked over my more sensitive spots. Abruptly, he left and I heard him moving around by the armoire. When he returned, I opened my eyes and saw the black bag full of toys. His words alone hardened my nipples as my mind raced with possibilities I could feel the wetness forming between my legs. I licked my lips, drawing in the lower one to suck on a bit. With a deep breath, I let go. I was now utter his, completely open to whatever he desired.

 

[Guest]

Shorty, the angry drunk hunchback dwarf

My boss, the Count, was becoming alarmed because Catwoman was still resisting his advances, despite having had five of my "special" Bloody Mary concoctions.

"Not to worry, Boss," I reassured him, "that Batman dude is gay. I was just in the bathroom with him and that other wannabe girlie, Gomez. Not only did both of them piss on my head they were wiggling each other's wang while they were doing it. While they watered the rug on my head they were discussing the book, "Gay Spirituality: The Role of Gay Identity in the Transformation of Consciousness" by a former Catholic monk, Toby Johnson. I know Toby, I was an altar boy for 23 years."

 

[CelestialBody]

 

[Renegade]

Batman

OOC: I try my best, Kitten Eyes.

IC: A grin spreed across my face when I saw her nipples begin to harden already. My gloved hand moved between her legs to rub against her moist area with my fingers. I slowly insert a finger into her dripping hole as I hear her softly moan. My fingers move in and out of her for awhile but I then pull them out to get ready for me to use what was in the bag. The gloved hand was now shiny from Catwomans wetness, as it went into the bag to fetch something for her.

Grabbing some lubricant, I put some on my hand and rub it onto the large black dildo that I pulled out of the bag. Once it is fully covered, I move over to Catwoman and raise her legs up. Taking the dildo in my hand, I slowly push it into her pussy all the way. Her body shudders, as the large object enters her deeply with ease.

"You like that" I tell her as I begin to slowly move the object in and out of her faster but still slowly. I reach back into the bag and pull out a second dildo and lubricate it like I did the first. Taking it in my other hand, I use it to slowly make it's way up her ass.

 

[Guest]

Gomez

Catwoman accepted my offer of a gross of used condoms to lend me her costume. I crept into bed with Batman. I can't believe he couldn't figure out where I hid the salami. He, he, he ... 'er I mean hee, hee, hee!

 

[Renegade]

OOC: You know I'm realy getting sick of this crap from you. Get a life dude.

 

[Guest]

Elizabeth Bathory

Really, Batman. I don't dig this scat shit either. Oh my, I love your Raymond Burr impression. You were right. Eat shit and diet.

 

[intriguess]

IGNORING SHORTY AND ANYONE ELSE POSTING AS A GUEST

i encourage my guests to do likewise...i have feeling it's the spiteful shila.

ummmm gomez, you do know how i enjoy a good romp on the bed of nails. but the stretcher rack looks so enticing, or that sling.....hmmmmmmm or gomez mon amore, you choose.

*smoking around my legs as i get hotter and hotter dress dissappearing in heat*

 

[Silverlily]

Look what I found on the General Board...

I decided to wear the black leather mini-skirt. Underneath was a chastity belt with 4 mini brass and chrome keyed padlocks, nickel plated D rings and rivets. The chain halter-top can be worn with or without the bikini bra top, depending on the company.

A knee length motorcycle duster makes the perfect cape. My thigh high 4" spike heel boots comes just about to the bottom of the mini-skirt. The boots have a cute little buckle on the back of each thigh and leather lacing. A spiked leather O-ring collar and D-ring bracelets complete my "costume," the same outfit I wear to church on Sundays.

This was posted by Deborah

Black leather mini-skirt. Chastity belt with 4 mini brass and chrome keyed padlocks and nickel plated D rings and rivets. Chain leather halter top which can be worn with or without the bikini bra top underneath. A knee length motorcycle duster makes the perfect cape. Thigh high 4" spike heel boots with the cute little buckle on the back of each thigh and leather lacing. Spiked leather O-ring collars and D-ring bracelets as additional accesories.

How fucking pathetic can you possibly be? In addition to this, Deborah is the only Lit member to ever mention Elizabeth Bathory AND Count Nadasdy. Additionly, the writing styles match. And to think this is the woman who likes to accuse others of being false.

Originally, I was pissed, now I am only laughing at you. You suck.

 

[Deborah]

Of course it is me, Kitten Eyes. Like I tried to hide it. Anybody with a brain bigger than a pea could figure it out. Not only was what you quoted on the Board, it is in one of my stories.

What, you go into a hissy fit if the story doesn't go your way? This was my first venture (this and one other one the same day) into SRP and you can be fucking sure it will be my last. I think I'll just stick to writing my own stories where the whining and bitching doesn't bother me nearly as much.

 

[Renegade]

OOC: The reason is that you ignored what we were doing and moved others characters around for what you wanted to do and just ignored what we were up to. You didn't take into consideration what we had planned and did your own stuff. You just don't get this so maybe it would be best that you stop before things get worse.

[Edited by Renegade on 10-31-2000 at 03:08 AM]

 

[Silverlily]

OCC: Obviously, Deborah fails to realize that SRPs aren't put here for her whim. It isn't a hissy fit, it's called respect for the other players. Perhaps it would be best if she stick to a medium where you aren't required to cooperate with anyone else.

My apologies, intriguess, maybe now we can get back to actually playing a game.

 

[R Nitelight]

Hades

I closed the door behind us, but I didn't lock it. If anyone wanted to watch, they were welcome. I looked for a light switch. I found it, flipped it, and instantly the room was illuminated by a series of faint lights lining the walls. The lights were electric, but they were designed to imitate old style gaslights, in keeping with the decor.
The room's furnishings were positively Victorian, capped off by the enormous featherbed that dominated the room.

My love sat down on the bed while I lit a fire. She shivered, but I knew it wasn't from the cold. Tonight would be her first time. She was nervous, but she was ready. I was so filled with love for her. I planned to make this a night she would never forget.

 

[CelestialBody]

Persephone

 

[intriguess]

glad y'all agree with me, now let's PARTY

*smiling as my pale skin is slowly revealed as smoke dissipates i move and flip a switch suddenly one wall turns into four split screens, we can see main room as well as the three rooms our guests are occupying*

"thought we might want to make sure our guests are enjoying themselves as i slither over to gomez*

now where were we mon cher?