The Second Annual Masquarade
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*He began to feel his way about the place with his eyes...taking in every nuance of Decor and Design...It could all become useful later...He watched the guests enter...his soft glittering eyes resting upon every single one, male and female alike...It was smart to judge your competition before trying to put the moves on someone....Whoever that particular woman was....She was lovely...he did then lick his lips in light anticipation, saying very little as he greeted the newly arriving guests...He would save the theatrics for a bit later after he had settled into the feel of the masqurade..So he wouldnt make a total fool of himself and make a rip in a very inopportune place too early....The fabric upon closer examination was not all that strong, and scince he did not wish to ruin the mood of the costume, he only added the blood red cape witch he wore now, which went along with the Mask helm, It hid his eyes behind a darkened visor of sorts...leaving his hair free, but covering his face quite well, all but the mouth, which was still able to lick, eat and reach the appropriate places without too much trouble....his eyes constantly returning to The door and the hostess whom he never was able to know...circumstances had forced him to leave early last year...He did so dislike it when the fates worked against him....In whatever case that might be, he continued to watch as more people arrived, and at the sight of a cowboy, he began to think he'd need that rabban wood sword after all...*
Jesse:
The hard part was actually picking out the mask to match the costume. I had considered a few times to go without the mask, though it would very likely mean that I wouldn't get to go next year.
Still, I managed to pick out a decent party mask meant for ladies, and in an odd sense it did go well enough with the rest of the costume. Having had the experience of going the year before, I knew that I needed loads of time to get ready.
I got into the limo just in time in any case; a lady could never spend too much time on getting ready for such an occasion. I looked at the reflection on the glass of myself, and it was flattering indeed.
The only underwear I had on was a thin green thong that I had bought to match the costume; it was pretty visible beneath the sheer material. Other than that, my heavy bosum stood out proudly at the front, flaunted well enough by that exquisite necklace that was picked out for me. Perhaps I owed Merelan some thanks for the night...
The hard part was actually picking out the mask to match the costume. I had considered a few times to go without the mask, though it would very likely mean that I wouldn't get to go next year.
Still, I managed to pick out a decent party mask meant for ladies, and in an odd sense it did go well enough with the rest of the costume. Having had the experience of going the year before, I knew that I needed loads of time to get ready.
I got into the limo just in time in any case; a lady could never spend too much time on getting ready for such an occasion. I looked at the reflection on the glass of myself, and it was flattering indeed.
The only underwear I had on was a thin green thong that I had bought to match the costume; it was pretty visible beneath the sheer material. Other than that, my heavy bosum stood out proudly at the front, flaunted well enough by that exquisite necklace that was picked out for me. Perhaps I owed Merelan some thanks for the night...
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I watched as people circulated and got drinks. What was unknown to them was that most of the waiting staff were also partygoers. Those that wanted to serve, submit. many actually famous or infamous as it goes. Then Lady Roxanne arrived. I bowed ceremoniously and watched the men's heads turn. Yes, she was splendid. her body flowing across the floor as I led her to the bar and got her a drink. Lightly chatting. Then with excuses I wandered from person to person. A hug here, a kiss there. A light touch there. A fondle on one or two. Till I stood behind him. A trembling hand reached out and touched his shoulder.
"Hello Marshall Thor." My voice almost cracking. Then pulling myself up I smiled and drew strength from Master. Knowing he was watching this.
"A fine choice of ladies tonight don't you think?" Then slipped away before I could break again. What was it about him tha kept drawing me to him.
Then I took a sip of wine and took control. I was Hostes and would play the part as perfectly as I had been trained, then go away and never come back here again.
"Hello dear." Standing next to Catlover. My eyes lighting up at his smile. Leave it to him to have two ladies already. They were in for a treat if they let him. Oh yes, I fondly, so fondly remembered his skill and gentleness. Almost licking my lips when he blushed a bit. Then flitted off to the next.
"Spiderman. Our hero. Oh such a perfect fit." Slipping my hand down his arm. "Can a poor Indian Maiden have a dance?"
"Hello Marshall Thor." My voice almost cracking. Then pulling myself up I smiled and drew strength from Master. Knowing he was watching this.
"A fine choice of ladies tonight don't you think?" Then slipped away before I could break again. What was it about him tha kept drawing me to him.
Then I took a sip of wine and took control. I was Hostes and would play the part as perfectly as I had been trained, then go away and never come back here again.
"Hello dear." Standing next to Catlover. My eyes lighting up at his smile. Leave it to him to have two ladies already. They were in for a treat if they let him. Oh yes, I fondly, so fondly remembered his skill and gentleness. Almost licking my lips when he blushed a bit. Then flitted off to the next.
"Spiderman. Our hero. Oh such a perfect fit." Slipping my hand down his arm. "Can a poor Indian Maiden have a dance?"
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Thomas (Spiderman)
IC:
As I enter the mansion, I begin looking around in awe at all that surrounds me. THe amount of beautiful woman in sexy costumes is amazing. I see one woman dressed as a sexy cat and walk over to her.
"In need of a friendly neighborhood Spiderman?"
I give off a little laugh.
IC:
As I enter the mansion, I begin looking around in awe at all that surrounds me. THe amount of beautiful woman in sexy costumes is amazing. I see one woman dressed as a sexy cat and walk over to her.
"In need of a friendly neighborhood Spiderman?"
I give off a little laugh.
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Heather (school girl)
She set her empty glass down and stood back up on shaky limbs. She had to get used to these heels! Slowly she started walking around again. looking at protraits, displays of different items, and other interesting things. This mansion was beautiful, and she wanted to explore. Looking around at everyone talking, she didnt think she would be missed if she looked around. She was so tempted to walk out of the door. She had yet to lose her inhabitions, to let loose and do whatever. It hadnt sunk in yet.. She wasnt known here by anyone, no one would know what she does or doesnt do. She wanted to get into that frame of mind. So she walked around until she spotted a mirror in an alcove. She stopped and looked into the full length mirror. She was a sight that was for sure. But it wasnt daring enough for her. kicking off her heels, making sure no one was around to watch, she pulled up her skirts and tugged down the petticoats. Leaving just her gstring in place. She set the petticoat/pnataloon's on a display of a knight, and walked closer to the mirror. That was much better. Her lips spread into a little wicked grin... She turned this way and that admiring the view. Now she was getting into a naughty frame of mind. Slipping her heels back on, she took a few careful steps and continued to look at the various things lining this hall way. Shortly she would go back to the ballroom, and flirt and do all kinds of dirty deeds. She just wasnt sure if she wanted to dare to try something new.. She could be herself, miss dominate.. Or she could be a little less and try to be flirty. Turning back around she headed back tot he ballroom. She was going to do her best at being a flirty female, and less dominate. and first chance she got, she was ditching these shoes... after all most little girls she knew liked to be barefoot..
She set her empty glass down and stood back up on shaky limbs. She had to get used to these heels! Slowly she started walking around again. looking at protraits, displays of different items, and other interesting things. This mansion was beautiful, and she wanted to explore. Looking around at everyone talking, she didnt think she would be missed if she looked around. She was so tempted to walk out of the door. She had yet to lose her inhabitions, to let loose and do whatever. It hadnt sunk in yet.. She wasnt known here by anyone, no one would know what she does or doesnt do. She wanted to get into that frame of mind. So she walked around until she spotted a mirror in an alcove. She stopped and looked into the full length mirror. She was a sight that was for sure. But it wasnt daring enough for her. kicking off her heels, making sure no one was around to watch, she pulled up her skirts and tugged down the petticoats. Leaving just her gstring in place. She set the petticoat/pnataloon's on a display of a knight, and walked closer to the mirror. That was much better. Her lips spread into a little wicked grin... She turned this way and that admiring the view. Now she was getting into a naughty frame of mind. Slipping her heels back on, she took a few careful steps and continued to look at the various things lining this hall way. Shortly she would go back to the ballroom, and flirt and do all kinds of dirty deeds. She just wasnt sure if she wanted to dare to try something new.. She could be herself, miss dominate.. Or she could be a little less and try to be flirty. Turning back around she headed back tot he ballroom. She was going to do her best at being a flirty female, and less dominate. and first chance she got, she was ditching these shoes... after all most little girls she knew liked to be barefoot..
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.....as I stood - leaning against the bar, Merelan flitted up. Dressed like an Indian maid, she had a bit of a twinkle in her eyes.
A trembling hand reached out and touched his shoulder.
"Hello Marshall Thor."
I opened my mouth to reply, but the words - usually so glib - did not come. She and I went back aways. I knew that she had duties to perform - after all she was the hostess. I also knew that her "master" was controlling things. Still.....the memories of... I let that thought lie there as she flitted off. Perhaps, later....
Adjusting my mask, I decided to wander about a bit - to get the 'lay of the land' so to speak. My path took me along what appeared to be a deserted hallway. I drifted along, my boots making a bit of a clumping sound as I walked. Toard the end of the hall I saw a movement and decided to see who might be seeking a quiet place instead of joining in the ball.....
.....as I stood - leaning against the bar, Merelan flitted up. Dressed like an Indian maid, she had a bit of a twinkle in her eyes.
A trembling hand reached out and touched his shoulder.
"Hello Marshall Thor."
I opened my mouth to reply, but the words - usually so glib - did not come. She and I went back aways. I knew that she had duties to perform - after all she was the hostess. I also knew that her "master" was controlling things. Still.....the memories of... I let that thought lie there as she flitted off. Perhaps, later....
Adjusting my mask, I decided to wander about a bit - to get the 'lay of the land' so to speak. My path took me along what appeared to be a deserted hallway. I drifted along, my boots making a bit of a clumping sound as I walked. Toard the end of the hall I saw a movement and decided to see who might be seeking a quiet place instead of joining in the ball.....
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Ooc: Dinner I think, Rolando isnt going to get much more into himself before then. ^_~
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OOC: Sorry about the delay, I had some things I couldn't get out of.
IC: I come to on the floor where I went down, and rub the back of my head where I hit the ground. I slowly stand up and walk over to the now mostly deserted couch and take a seat. I slowly look around at all the scantily clad individuals and wonder what the hell I've gotten myself into. I'm thankful of the chastity belt for the first time.
OOC: Sorry about the delay, I had some things I couldn't get out of.
IC: I come to on the floor where I went down, and rub the back of my head where I hit the ground. I slowly stand up and walk over to the now mostly deserted couch and take a seat. I slowly look around at all the scantily clad individuals and wonder what the hell I've gotten myself into. I'm thankful of the chastity belt for the first time.
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I gladly accepted a glass of champagne from the wandering waiter, trying to accomplish the difficult task of not smearing my bronze lipstick on the edge of the detailed crystal. Wandering through the crowd of exquisite costumes, I examined the beautiful artwork accenting the decor. Most of it was sensual if not blatantly sexual in nature, and the playful lines of the brush mirrored the flirty atmosphere that hung heavy over the guests.
Adjusting the tiara nestled in my golden hair, I tucked a lose strand behind the velvety tie of my feathered mask. Passing by the sofa, I offered a wily smile to the man clad in peasant's garb.
"I was wondering where all my servants were..."
I gladly accepted a glass of champagne from the wandering waiter, trying to accomplish the difficult task of not smearing my bronze lipstick on the edge of the detailed crystal. Wandering through the crowd of exquisite costumes, I examined the beautiful artwork accenting the decor. Most of it was sensual if not blatantly sexual in nature, and the playful lines of the brush mirrored the flirty atmosphere that hung heavy over the guests.
Adjusting the tiara nestled in my golden hair, I tucked a lose strand behind the velvety tie of my feathered mask. Passing by the sofa, I offered a wily smile to the man clad in peasant's garb.
"I was wondering where all my servants were..."
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Heather (school girl)
sashaying back down the hall way She came across the knight she ditched her pantaloons on. Giggling she picked them up and draped them over the knight's mask. Good place for those.. Turning back she stopped short.
"Hello there Marshall..?? What do we call you around here Sir?" She grinned up at him, and let her eyes slowly follow from sensual mouth down to those sexy boots, and back up to meet his eyes.
Holding out her hand, she said rather flirty.."I'm the little school girl..."
sashaying back down the hall way She came across the knight she ditched her pantaloons on. Giggling she picked them up and draped them over the knight's mask. Good place for those.. Turning back she stopped short.
"Hello there Marshall..?? What do we call you around here Sir?" She grinned up at him, and let her eyes slowly follow from sensual mouth down to those sexy boots, and back up to meet his eyes.
Holding out her hand, she said rather flirty.."I'm the little school girl..."
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Marshal Thor
...although I did not have a young girl fetish, the 'schoolgirl' standing in front of me was definitely of legal age.
"Well hello, little school girl. I am Marshal Thor. If you ever need help, 'mam, call on me." I bowed in the most courtly manner and took her hand and brushed my lips with it. With a grin that I hoped was hidded by the mask, I trailed the tips of my fingers.....slowly........from her hand to her wrist.....and then up the inside of her arm - almost to her elbow.
The I glanced up at the knight in armor and asked, innocently, "I wonder who those belong to? If he were alive, I suspect that he would be consumed by the scents that are contained in those petticoats."
...although I did not have a young girl fetish, the 'schoolgirl' standing in front of me was definitely of legal age.
"Well hello, little school girl. I am Marshal Thor. If you ever need help, 'mam, call on me." I bowed in the most courtly manner and took her hand and brushed my lips with it. With a grin that I hoped was hidded by the mask, I trailed the tips of my fingers.....slowly........from her hand to her wrist.....and then up the inside of her arm - almost to her elbow.
The I glanced up at the knight in armor and asked, innocently, "I wonder who those belong to? If he were alive, I suspect that he would be consumed by the scents that are contained in those petticoats."
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*The Knight errant...or whatever title they might bestow on him had taken to wandering the hallways...Admiring suits of armour and weapondry, muttering absently to himself, he nearly ran headfirst into several servents while lost in his thoughts, he bowed politely and apologized profusely...he had come to the conclusion, through a bit of thorough searching, that there were in fact, cameras in every facet of this building. and he was highly amused by it.....So there was some very rich, very influential and very intresting person who liked to watch in this building....as if that really mattered, but it was an intresting thought. A few well placed hints later might reveal more...This was almost good enough for one of his murder mysteries...he thought for a moment.....or prehaps, a sexual murder mystery might be an intresting change of pace...filing away the thought until a time where he could put pen to paper, he continued to enjoy the suits of armor, when he heard footsteps behind him and turned around courtiously to see...*
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Heather
"well Nice to meet you Marshall Thor..very nice name" Her voice changed tempo, almost reaching naughty. His lips touched her hand and she smiled into his eyes. his touch brought her really pleasant tingles to her skin. She didnt pull away but stepped closer.
"If you promise not to tell... Ill tell you who those petticoats belong to.."
Here goes nothing.. Heather thought to herself as she moved forward just an inch from him.
"nice touch..do you use it to calm your horse or lead her astray?"
She knew all he could see of her face was her mouth and her eye color, this brought on the knowledge she was indeed safe.
"Care to stroll down this hallway with me until we find trouble?"
"well Nice to meet you Marshall Thor..very nice name" Her voice changed tempo, almost reaching naughty. His lips touched her hand and she smiled into his eyes. his touch brought her really pleasant tingles to her skin. She didnt pull away but stepped closer.
"If you promise not to tell... Ill tell you who those petticoats belong to.."
Here goes nothing.. Heather thought to herself as she moved forward just an inch from him.
"nice touch..do you use it to calm your horse or lead her astray?"
She knew all he could see of her face was her mouth and her eye color, this brought on the knowledge she was indeed safe.
"Care to stroll down this hallway with me until we find trouble?"
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Emma (grecian statue)
Emma was lost.
She was lost in the twisting halls of the spansive manison, and feeling very constricted by the presance of tall and ominous armoured figures on either side of her. She had the horrible feeling that she was being watched- that behind the armoured masks was not really thin air, but ghostly eyes observing her every step. She imagined it was probably due to the vast number of cameras placed all over the mansion. Still, the feeling she felt was far more otherworldly even in the light of a very real explanation, and she wore her nerves on end.
Perhaps that is why she shrieked outloud when she encountered an armoured figure moving toward her, and taking a step backward she tripped on the hem of her gown, falling flat on her bottom.
Glancing up from the floor, she realised that this was the knight she had seen earlier arriving on horseback, she clamped a hand over her heart, patting it, and laughed outloud.
"Oh... I'm sorry", she said between laughs.
Emma was lost.
She was lost in the twisting halls of the spansive manison, and feeling very constricted by the presance of tall and ominous armoured figures on either side of her. She had the horrible feeling that she was being watched- that behind the armoured masks was not really thin air, but ghostly eyes observing her every step. She imagined it was probably due to the vast number of cameras placed all over the mansion. Still, the feeling she felt was far more otherworldly even in the light of a very real explanation, and she wore her nerves on end.
Perhaps that is why she shrieked outloud when she encountered an armoured figure moving toward her, and taking a step backward she tripped on the hem of her gown, falling flat on her bottom.
Glancing up from the floor, she realised that this was the knight she had seen earlier arriving on horseback, she clamped a hand over her heart, patting it, and laughed outloud.
"Oh... I'm sorry", she said between laughs.
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Marshal Thor
......suppressing a laugh, I responded, "Marshal Thor is at your service, mam. I would be most interested in the 'tale'....of." I let that thought trail off and took her small hand and placed it on my arm.
"As for horses, it depends on the sex. A firm hand is important, of course. However, a stallion needs to be ridden hard, almost brutally. A filly, on the other hand, responds best to gentle stroking and a soothing voice." As I talked, I walked down the hallway past the suits of armor and lovely tapestries. The tapestries, I had noticed last year, were truly works of art. The interesting thing lay in the content. Each one - subtle in presentation - had a theme woven into it. Every tapestry depicted a page from the Kama Sutra. Merelan's 'master,' whoever that might be, had exquisite taste and a true hedonist's view.
"Perhaps those heels are giving you trouble, mam?" She seemed a bit unsteady.......
......suppressing a laugh, I responded, "Marshal Thor is at your service, mam. I would be most interested in the 'tale'....of." I let that thought trail off and took her small hand and placed it on my arm.
"As for horses, it depends on the sex. A firm hand is important, of course. However, a stallion needs to be ridden hard, almost brutally. A filly, on the other hand, responds best to gentle stroking and a soothing voice." As I talked, I walked down the hallway past the suits of armor and lovely tapestries. The tapestries, I had noticed last year, were truly works of art. The interesting thing lay in the content. Each one - subtle in presentation - had a theme woven into it. Every tapestry depicted a page from the Kama Sutra. Merelan's 'master,' whoever that might be, had exquisite taste and a true hedonist's view.
"Perhaps those heels are giving you trouble, mam?" She seemed a bit unsteady.......
Jesse:
I was late, again. A mental note went, albeit, into the back of my head not to repeat this for the third time next year. Still, the night was young and dinner apparently had yet to be announced.
Stepping into the hall, I was delighted by the decor of the place. Merelan never failed to wonder her guests.
Looking around, I sought out for familiar figures, if not faces. I was pretty sure one or two would be that much more unforgettable.
A few of the men looked pretty good in their variety of dress, but still a lady, especially a petite nymph like me should learn to be coy, for now at least. I doubted that as the night wore on, my desires would be duely suppressed by my initial coyness....
I was late, again. A mental note went, albeit, into the back of my head not to repeat this for the third time next year. Still, the night was young and dinner apparently had yet to be announced.
Stepping into the hall, I was delighted by the decor of the place. Merelan never failed to wonder her guests.
Looking around, I sought out for familiar figures, if not faces. I was pretty sure one or two would be that much more unforgettable.
A few of the men looked pretty good in their variety of dress, but still a lady, especially a petite nymph like me should learn to be coy, for now at least. I doubted that as the night wore on, my desires would be duely suppressed by my initial coyness....
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Heather
She laughed a little.
"a stallion needs ridden hard huh?" She thought there was a hidden meaning in there. They strolled along and Heather's attention turned to the tapestries hanging around her. All depicted a sexual scene. her eyebrow cocked a little at this, but her smile remained.
"pardon?" She heard him say something, then it sank in.
"Oh yes.. these damned heels.. Someone thought it would be cute to send these with my costume.. If i dont break my leg before night fall it will be a miricle." She kept her hand resting on his arm but looked around again.
Whispering to him.."Well no one is around but us and you wouldnt mind if I took these off would you?" She didnt wait for an answer but held onto his arm and kicked off her heels.
"It appears the further I walk down this hallway, the more clothing i leave along the path..Think its my trail back?"
She leaned forward to pick up her heels letting go of his hand, and felt cool air on her ass. uprighting herself quickly, she laughed to herself. This costume was very revealing, and airy to say the least. the skirts went down to her calves, but it must have holes in it somewhere..
She laughed a little.
"a stallion needs ridden hard huh?" She thought there was a hidden meaning in there. They strolled along and Heather's attention turned to the tapestries hanging around her. All depicted a sexual scene. her eyebrow cocked a little at this, but her smile remained.
"pardon?" She heard him say something, then it sank in.
"Oh yes.. these damned heels.. Someone thought it would be cute to send these with my costume.. If i dont break my leg before night fall it will be a miricle." She kept her hand resting on his arm but looked around again.
Whispering to him.."Well no one is around but us and you wouldnt mind if I took these off would you?" She didnt wait for an answer but held onto his arm and kicked off her heels.
"It appears the further I walk down this hallway, the more clothing i leave along the path..Think its my trail back?"
She leaned forward to pick up her heels letting go of his hand, and felt cool air on her ass. uprighting herself quickly, she laughed to herself. This costume was very revealing, and airy to say the least. the skirts went down to her calves, but it must have holes in it somewhere..
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*he sort of grinned down at her, leaning over slowly he took her hand and picked her up, settling her on her feet very carefully, making extra sure not to rip anything.. and then, and only then, he fully appriciated the marvel he had run into...he bowed deeply to her, in very oldish fashon, and drew himself up, his eyes glinting intrestedly towards her*
M'lady...are you hurt? Didst I startle thee?
*he spoke in the best british accent he could muster...and it was very good at that, his eyes shone with excitement...as he survayed this lovely grecian statue..*
M'lady...are you hurt? Didst I startle thee?
*he spoke in the best british accent he could muster...and it was very good at that, his eyes shone with excitement...as he survayed this lovely grecian statue..*
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Emma (statue)
She could see his eyes through the helmeted mask that he wore, and she was quite captivated by their presance. Brushing off the remains of her nervous giggling, Emma was glad for the cover of her mask, so that the dashing stranger could not see the flush of her cheeks.
As he spoke, she noticed what she presumed to be a british accent, and was charmed with the knightly manner of speaking. She founds her eyes drifting down the length of his costume, observing every line of the thin cloth over his body before suddenly remembering herself, her eyes jerking back upwards to his as she shifted her weight to the other foot, embarrased but remembering to speak.
"I'm well and fine, my lord. I thank you graciously for your concern... yes, indeed, you did startle me! In fact... this entire hallway startles me."
She stepped forward and leaned in close to his ear, whispering.
"I think someone is watching..."
She could see his eyes through the helmeted mask that he wore, and she was quite captivated by their presance. Brushing off the remains of her nervous giggling, Emma was glad for the cover of her mask, so that the dashing stranger could not see the flush of her cheeks.
As he spoke, she noticed what she presumed to be a british accent, and was charmed with the knightly manner of speaking. She founds her eyes drifting down the length of his costume, observing every line of the thin cloth over his body before suddenly remembering herself, her eyes jerking back upwards to his as she shifted her weight to the other foot, embarrased but remembering to speak.
"I'm well and fine, my lord. I thank you graciously for your concern... yes, indeed, you did startle me! In fact... this entire hallway startles me."
She stepped forward and leaned in close to his ear, whispering.
"I think someone is watching..."
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*He smiled amicably...leaning closer to her, making as if to kiss her, which he then did softly against her cheek and whispered*
We are M'lady...But dost that not excite you?
*he drew back then, giving her a hearty wink*
I know where we are...Wouldst thou accompany me on a walk of sorts...so that I might familiarize you with the many Corredors of this castle of castles?
We are M'lady...But dost that not excite you?
*he drew back then, giving her a hearty wink*
I know where we are...Wouldst thou accompany me on a walk of sorts...so that I might familiarize you with the many Corredors of this castle of castles?
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Emma (statue)
The brush of his lips against the cheek of the porcelain mask sent Emma into wishing that the mask had not been included in the costume box. Slipping the mask from her face, she hung it limply from her fingers, and smiled to the knight.
"It is rather exciting, isn't it?" She glanced up to a nearby camera and winked at it. "Still... I'd rather have company, and if you know these halls... perhaps you can keep me from the ghosts of my imagination..."
She brushed a lock of hair behind one of her delicate shoulders and gathered up his arm with her free hand. Smiling softly at the feeling of his arm below the thin material, she took in a deep breath, the gold cording cutting into her rib cage.
She squirmed a bit, but it was not so much from the uncomfort of the gold cord, but from the heat she felt so close to this man.
The brush of his lips against the cheek of the porcelain mask sent Emma into wishing that the mask had not been included in the costume box. Slipping the mask from her face, she hung it limply from her fingers, and smiled to the knight.
"It is rather exciting, isn't it?" She glanced up to a nearby camera and winked at it. "Still... I'd rather have company, and if you know these halls... perhaps you can keep me from the ghosts of my imagination..."
She brushed a lock of hair behind one of her delicate shoulders and gathered up his arm with her free hand. Smiling softly at the feeling of his arm below the thin material, she took in a deep breath, the gold cording cutting into her rib cage.
She squirmed a bit, but it was not so much from the uncomfort of the gold cord, but from the heat she felt so close to this man.
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"Do you think that you will need a trail back?" I laughed, but my mind was moving a mile a minute. She was flirtateous and sexy at the same time - dispelling any notion of a little girl in her costume. "On the other hand, your dress does appear somewhat confining. We may just find a place where you may get more comfortable before dinner." I paused in front of one of the tapestries as she bent over to pick up her shoes. "Number forty-seven, one of my favorites." With that I pretended to be engrossed in the finely woven fabric.....
"Do you think that you will need a trail back?" I laughed, but my mind was moving a mile a minute. She was flirtateous and sexy at the same time - dispelling any notion of a little girl in her costume. "On the other hand, your dress does appear somewhat confining. We may just find a place where you may get more comfortable before dinner." I paused in front of one of the tapestries as she bent over to pick up her shoes. "Number forty-seven, one of my favorites." With that I pretended to be engrossed in the finely woven fabric.....
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Prehaps, but I do believe your beauty would do that as well as any knight would...
*and thus he led her down the many hallways, now with an escort he was easily able to guide her and himself through the catacombing passageways...finally coming out into the main ballroom once again, giving her a jovial wink*
And thus we are back to safety again!
*and thus he led her down the many hallways, now with an escort he was easily able to guide her and himself through the catacombing passageways...finally coming out into the main ballroom once again, giving her a jovial wink*
And thus we are back to safety again!
