The Second Annual Masquarade

Heather

She looked over her costume and then back to Merelan.
"I was sure this costume was a joke, but I think it fits me now.. As for spying, well i dont have much to hide now do I?" heather smiled at Merelan "It's alright, i am enjoying myself.. I am glad you chose me as one of the few lucky people to come here.. I have always liked to watch people." she left it at that and sipped her drink. Merelan started to walk towards the door, and Heather sat back, resting her eyes. She wondered where Thor and the teacher went. She seen Frank walking by and she winked at him. Turning back to the bartender she asked for another jack and coke.
 
ooc: I am SO SORRY For the delay, had to go get my glasses fixxed...AGAIN! *groans*

IC:*He grinned quietly..and winked gently at her*

Verily m'lady...Lets.
*He stood up with her, and let her guide him wherever she intended to go..*
 
There she was. The little naughty girl. Simply dressed, but attracting everyone's eye. Good girl, as I circled her, one hand ightly running up one arm, fingering the chain at her waist and then lightly slapping her cheek. Her eyes met mine briefly, then dropped again.
"Tsk... tsk. Naughty girl. Meeting my eyes. Did you not have instructions?" Knowing she had. Knowing she didn't know who I was. "What were they?" Waiting for her to speak, and thus be disobediant yet again. But she stayed silent. Leaning in I kissed her ear. Whispering, "good girl. I am merelan." Then nipped her ear. Her Master and mine had made a deal for tonight. I was not privy to it, only knew I was to watch over her as I new sub and test her training. She was unaware Her Master and sister were here watching.
I turned and held out my hand to Heather...
"here is our late guest dear. Jinny meet Heather, also a naughty girl, but one whom is allowed to be naughty."
 
Heather

"Hello jinny" She quirked her arched brow "She isn't allowed to be naughty?" Heather smiled, this would be interesting. After all this place was meant to explore your every desire, and see that it is fullfilled.
Heather extended her hand to shake jinny's but wasnt sure if she would take it or not.
"Merelan?" Heather was slightly confused. After all she hadnt been here last year, and was new to the Master's wishes.
She kept her eyes on Merelan, trying to understand this new concept.
 
I've failed my Master's instructions once already. A woman, who may be Merelan if Heather was, indeed, addressing her question to the woman who slapped me, caught me. Master chose her well, probably to remind me from the beginning that this was a test, a test for me as well as the Master, whose servant was now on public trial.

I focus my eyes on the pavement in front of me, so as not to even be tempted, or tricked, into looking again into someone's eyes. But the smells and the sounds around me are not forbidden to me.

I can smell the sweet sour whisper of Sangria and the bite of tequila in the air. Tobacco smoke and something unlike tobacco smoke, but smoke nevertheless waft in everchanging currents of air. The unmistakable tang of Latakia -- the main ingredient in my master's pipe blend -- is there for a second and gone.

Under all of this, over all of these smells is the smell of lust. Of perspiration and exudations. My body begins to answer this primal call with a call of its own. A call to me which I must put aside until instructed, allowed, to answer, and a call to all those around me, subtly, that here is a woman in heat, with heat for whomever her master deems worthy.

Sighs, moans, groans, laughter, whimpering, conversation about the stock market greet my ears. Each speaks again to my core, because each, in its own way, speaks of passion and power.

Yes, indeed, the cabbie was correct. An interesting party indeed.
 
Heather looked puzzled, confused.
"Yes, this is a naughty girl. One whose owner.." seeing the shocked lok on Heather's face. "Yes, owner, sent her to us for testing." I ran my hand over jinny's hair, and down her neck, again fingering the chain.
"Is she not pretty? Sexy? Sensual?" Lifting her chin with my finger, and staring in her eyes.
"But she has not yet learned the most important lesson. She obeys, she moves, but the passion. The most inner feelings are vacant from her. She has not yet felt the incredible feeling you get when you surrender all to your Master's desires. When your own do not matter, only the pleasing of him."
Jinny's eyes flew open. I nodded.

"Yes Jinny. he feels it too, he knows you love him, and your sister. But, you are still focused on your own needs, your own wants. Till you become wholely submerged in his needs, you can never know the trueness of your love." I dropped her chin and turned away.
"Follow me." Then stopped short.
'heather, would you like a drink? Jinny would love to supply you with one."
 
Heather

She listened with mixed feelings. She knew she would never been anyone's 'slave'. She was way to spirited for that. She be dead before she ever heeded to another's wishes. She shrugged her shoulders and asked Merelan. "A drink?" She followed them both into the house, wondering what she was talking about. She already had a drink in her hand.
"Merelan, Her purpose here is to submit to who? everyone? you? This doesn't make much sense to me, other than she has to learn to give pleasure rather than take it." Heather felt badly for the woman. She had to do as everyone told her to do with her status. But then again.. Didnt she chose this for herself? Heather was very confused. She walked to the bar and grabbed her jack and coke.
 
Marshal Thor

{more time passes}

......the bottle was 2/3 empty and the Teacher seemed to be getting a bit light-headed. 'Candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker.' The hoary old joke made me laugh out loud. 'Now who is feeling the effects of the Dom,' I thought. 'Likker is quicker.' With that, I broke out into laughter. 'She probably thinks I am going nuts.'
 
Jesse:

I hadn't expected my night's pleasure to come from two waiters, but I suppose Merelan's wicked ideas will always bring out something good for her guests.

My thoughts were pleasantly interrupted by the two men groaning, almost in unison. The one behind drew out and in with long and deep strokes, before launching upon his final assault, his balls slapping hard onto my body.

The other waiter did not lose out either. Now holding my head and tilting it backwards, he started thrusting in and out of my mouth as if he was fucking a pussy, as his counterpart was.
 
I watched Jinny expression. Then ignored her.
"Would you care to dance?" Turning back to Heather and holding out my hand.
 
Dawn

{more time.... }

As the Marshall laughed, Dawn wondered what could possibly be so amusing. Of course, she was silly herself and soon found that his laughter was contagious.

She began giggling and soon was laughing uproarously. She knew not why, and found that little fact added to her giddiness.

As she raised her hand to touch her chest, she dropped her half full flute of champagne in her lap. The liquid left a wet spot on her lap.

Her laughter continued inspite of the little mishap. Her face was flushed and her hands erratically brushed at the expensive fabric as she made a half hearted attempt to swipe at the spill.

"Oh, Well!" she exclaimed in a high pitched voice. She tossed her flute into the fireplace and giggled further as she said, "Isn't that what you are supposed to do?"

Dawn~ a walking disaster lol
 
She shook her head and headed back to the couch. I smiled at Jinny.
"Fetch me a drink please. Relax. No one is going to hurt you here. Unless..." I peeked my head into the lounge, The Marshall and the Teacher were chatting, she looked a bit tight. Hmm.
'Anyone care to dance? We are in full swing?" Then ducked out again.
There. Frank was standing off to the side. Licking my lips I slipped up to the big teddy.
"Care to do the rain dance with me?"
 
Heather

occ: sorry got hetic here for the holiday


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heather shook her head
"No thank you.. i think i have had too much to drink to be able to dance right now." She walked a few feet away and sat down on a vacated couch. She kicked off her heels, and sat back. She didnt care who seen what at this point in the night. She giggled a little, she had left her underpants somewhere, her gstring with the Marshal in his office. She shook her head a little. She was bad tonight. Her head swam a little for the effects of the alcohol in her system. She needed to do something to sober up. She opened her eyes and watched as Merelan approached the Teddy bear.. Frank was still out here? She thought for sure by now he would be occupied in a room somewhere.
 
Frank (teddy bear)

When lovely Merelan approached and suggested a rain dance,I was all for it Quickly deciding that we didnt want any rain to fall on our nice little parade, I tool her into myarms and swung her out on the floor, thinkibng about the sensuous dance she had shown us a few minutes ago with that cure teacher lady

I told her how erotic that looked,and remembering her girl girl sessions last year at Masquerade 1, I had wondered if that might be where she wanted to go. She looked at me and smiled, and said "hopefully".

I then kissed her while we danced and she sqeezed my hand. As the music played we held each other tightly, and both her arms went around my neck. Kissing her agasin, my handslightly rubbed the back of her neck, and pulling awasy from the kiss, I whispered "that's where I want to kiss you next"

She looked at me with a lascivious grin and asked "then where?"
 
Marshal Thor

......the crash of her flute jolted me to the present. I held mine up in the air, bowed to her, and slung the delicate glass after hers.

The tinkle of breaking glass filled the room....
 
The sound of broken glass startled Dawn and she, too returned to reality.

Her hand flew to her mouth as her eyes filled with tears,

"Oh, dear. What has come over me?" She imagined that the flutes were expensive and that her hostess wouldn't be terribly happy. She fought back tears and headed for the door.....
 
I note the shoes and stockings that the woman I believe is Merelan is wearing, so that when I return with her drink, I won't be tempted to look into her eyes to recognize her.

I think I can determine where the drinks are being served by a general hubbub in that vicinity.
 
Marshal Thor

'BLAM.' I slid the still smoking Colt Peacemaker back into my holster and said to the understandably shocked Dawn, "Sorry, mam, but the 'Deadwood Kid' was standin' at the window watchin' us. I reckon he will be in Soda Flat by nightfall. I'll catch him later." The Marshal was a man of few words, and this was a long speech..... I knew that the thick walls of the room would have muffled the report of the gun. Blanks or not, it made a very loud sound in the room....
 
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Merelan:

Frank swung me onto the floor and we danced slowly, barely moving. He was so sexy, so sweet. Always, always ready for a cuddle, a kiss. And we did.
Then he whispered, his voice almost a growl.

"that's not where I want to kiss you next" I smiled and buried my face in his neck, knowing where he meant. He held me closer and we contiued through the dance, his body and mine rubbing and grinding occassionally. It was nice, warm and cuddly.

"you must be so hot in that get up. Though the sheer spots give ventilation, don't they?"
 
Jesse:

"Oh god I'm coming!!" The two waiters warned me one after another, and as they both pulled out, quickly moved to my face.

What came next was inevitable, and very much welcome on my part as they started to shower me with their first loads of cum, a couple of squirts hitting me square on my face.

It was then that I noticed that they were twins. Identical.

My pussy burned even more at the thought.
 
Frank (teddy bear)

"not nearly enough, baby", I replied.

"I'd like to get out of this costume, will you come help me?"
 
ooc: *cry*

She rose, taking his hand and leading him past the double doors that secluded the dining room from the ballroom, and through milling couples and back to the hallway where she had met him, lost.

Her heart rose in her chest, fluttering with excitement, and she felt painfully aware that her hands must be warm to the touch. The gold chording of her costume bit into her chest everpresantly, and with the excitement of her breaths, forced out of neccesity to remain shallow, she nearly felt as if she was going to swoon.

Through the twisting hallways, she wove past the tall armoured figures, weaving into the maze until she felt absolutely lost again, and so she found herself again by pressing her lips deliciously to his with an urgency that knocked them both back against the wall.
 
ooc: Good to see you back Victoria, are you okay? I've been really worried..
IC:
*He smiled wickedly at her feverency..drawing his strong arms around her and pressing her entire warm body close to him*
Mmm..M'lady...you seem distressed...How may I assist you in your..itch?
*He grins softly at her, his eyes waggling in intrest and anticipation..*
 
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