The Second Annual Masquarade

[J Bravo]

Thomas (Spiderman)

IC: Thomas walks through the halls, then enters what looks like the ballroom. He walks around the perimeter, admiring all the archetecture.

/I hope something happens soon. I'm so anxious waiting to see what is going to happen./

 

[TylerDurden]

Ian

While looking around I notice a woman dressed up in fancy clothes like a queen. She grinned at me as she walked past. I turned away from her, still not sure what the deal was with all the people at this party.

 

[NightWhispers]

Heaven McCallister

The knowck on the door disturbs the most restful sleep I have had in ages. Pulling on a flimsy robe I trudge angrily to the heavy door and lumber to open it.

"Who in the hell is it and why in the fuck are you disturbing?" I bark before I even realize the shocked expression on the young man's face. "You woke me up!" I mutter as a half-assed excuse for an apology. He meekly hands me the clipboard and I sign for the two packages resting on the hallway floor.

Recognizing the address as the same from the invitation I tear open the brown paper wrapping from Jimmy's costume first. Seeing the Peter Pan outfit neatly folded inside I burst out in laughter. The outfit fit him to a tee.

The second box reveals an outfit that has the opposite effect on me. A single tears slips from behind my lashes as I pluck the ballerina-like frock from its resting place. I am amazed that someone could choose the perfect ensemble for a person they have never before met. I read the note enclosed instruting me to provide my own mask.

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Driving up to the mansion, late as usual, I park my old red MG at the end of a long procession of other vehicles. Pulling the feather mask into place I exit the car with as much grace as I am capable. Apprehension sets in as my hand pauses just short of knocking on the door. The fear of these people peering into my soul and seeing me for what I really am is terrifying to me.

Suddenly the door is opened and my plans to flee are foiled. Reluctantly I follow the servant closer to the noise of fellow partygoers. Taking a deep breath I muster all my courage and put on my best tough chick bravado.





OOC: Sorry I have been MIA. I have been ill but am on the mend now!! Thanks for your patience!!

 

[Ticklish Girl]

Wendy Chambers - Catwoman

OOC: Sorry for the delay. Haven't had much computer time the last 3 days or so.

IC: I had been standing off to the side, drinking champagne and trying to work up the nerve to talk to people, when suddenly this man dressed as a teddy bear came up to me. His costume utterly charmed me – maybe it was the red bow around his neck – and so when he asked me to dance I agreed right away. He took my hand and led me out to the dance floor. A teddy bear who was also a perfect gentleman – quite an intriguing combination!

A lovely waltz started to play, and immediately we fell right into the rhythm of the music. I was thrilled to discover that he was a terrific dance partner. He was strong and sure on his feet, moving me expertly around the floor. He had definitely done this before. His right hand nestled comfortably on my back, just below my left shoulder blade, gently pushing us together until we were so close we could feel each other’s body heat.

It didn’t take long for the fur inside my bodysuit to stimulate me once more, what with all the motion and close body contact. My breasts brushed his chest lightly, and the fur on both our costumes tickled my nipples until I was almost panting in my excitement. As we spun around the floor I felt a drop of wetness on my inner thigh – proof that the fur ringing my crotch was also doing its mischief. I could feel the flush building in my face, and I looked into my partner's eyes, trying to see if he noticed my arousal.

“So you’re a cat lover, are you?” I asked, my voice slightly breathless.

 

[MissVictoria]

Emma (statue)

He seemed to know his way around. Emma was suprised when they wound up quickly back to the ballroom. She briefly pondered pulling him back into the hallways so that they could become 'lost' again, but decided that perhaps that wouldn't be proper when she still hadn't seen her host, or the itinerary for the evening.

Her eyes scanned over the crowd of dancers, and she smiled back to the knight, as if to say 'well'?

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*He grinned over at her*

Methinks we ought to wait here. Dinner ought to be Chiming anon. wilt thou grant me the eternal honour of sitting next to me?

*He bowed to her, extending a soft hand to her*

Then will you dance with me m'lady?

 

[Merelan]

I watched silently as they seem to dance around each other. Those from last year bolder, more sure of themselves. The new ones shy and hesitant. Well, that wouldn't last long. They would learn that here, in Master's house, everything was possible. That love and lust was just a smile away. My heart twinged as I saw Thor walk off after another. But he knew, as I knew the rules. Taking a deep breath, I noticed the time. Yes, I nodded to the Butler. He disappeared in a flick and soon a light bell rang throughout the house. I clapped my hands.
"Dinner is served. Please. This way for those who are hungry for .." Pausing for effect. "Food." Licking my lips after I spoke.
I reached out and took the shy Dawn's hand. Her western garb and mine complimenting each other. "I would be honoured if you would sit next to me. Please." Smiling my friendliest smile. Knowing how hard it was for her to open up. but she knew me, so maybe it would help.
I escorted her to her seat while the others entered. Holding it out for her. I sat at the foot of the table, as usual the head being left empty. A symbol of Himself. Attending, while not attending. Areound the table I made sure each found their seats. Starting at my left was Dawn, then Thor, Heather, Roxanne, Ian, Heaven, Jesse, Frank, Wendy, Elizabyth, Rolando, Emma, Thomas and then myself. The other two had phoned to say they might be late. The men all helped the woman with their chairs, though Heather had sat down before Thor could help her. Only jumping back up when she saw the other ladies. I hid a smile. Yes, so much like I had been, till finding myself.
Waiting for them to settle, then standing.
"Thank you all for coming tonight. I promise you, no long speeches. Just a reminder of the fun you shall have tonight. If you let yourselves go. Find the freedom here to be all that you have always dreamed of. This Ball is a snippet of time, outside of time. Nothing can hurt you here, unless you want it too." Smiling wickedly again. Meeting a few of their eyes. "Some of you have attended before. Well come back my friends. To you others, attending for the first time. We say a double thank you. We are honoured, deeply honoured. So let us eat, drink and be lustful." Pausing. "I mean merry don't I? or do I?" Raising my glass to them all, then lightly sipping my wine. Sitting back down the waiters and waitress' started attending. Each would find their favorite meal served to them. Watching their eyes as they realized just how well I had goten to know them all.

 

[MissVictoria]

It was perhaps, one of the oddest dinners she had attended. It was not a banquet feast, as one would be likely to find at a large party, but individual meals were being set out in front of the guests, each one different than the last. Emma couldn't even begin to imagine the time that must have went into the preparation, and when her own plate was set before her, her lips parted slightly and she gasped in shock, before she broke out into smile as she stared down at it.

A small loaf of hard bread, just out of the oven. Cheese. Two bundles of grapes, one green, one purple. Some of the other meals were certainly more fancifal or impressive, but somehow what lay before her was precisely what she wanted more than anything.

She brushed her hand 'unintentionally' against the knight's thigh.

Well, more than some things, anyhow...

 

[Sweetp4u]

Heather

They made their way to the dining room. Heather held her shoes in her hand until they reached the enterance. Leaning down she put them back on.
"Well here we go.." She looked at everyone in the room. Thor led her into the room and to the table. She sat, then got back up. Apparently she was to let this male help her sit. She giggled a little, this was funny. She sat, he sat, and a toast was made. Heather delicately picked up her wine glass and held it up. Once the toast was done, she smiled at Merelan, and drank a little it from her glass. When dinner was served Heather was surprised, to say the least. Each plate held something different. And her's had her favorite food on it also. She leaned over to Thor "Merelan didnt forget anything did she?"
Heather looked at the variety on her plate. A wheat roll, a small helping of chef salad, and lemon and herb baked Salmon. She smiled at merelan and whispered thank you.
She was a bit nervous though and found it hard to concentrate on eating much. She excused herself for a moment and went to the restroom.
her hair was too tight in the pigtails, she took them out and used a comb next to the sink. She took off her mask and checked her make up too. Her nerves where making her hands shake and her heart raced. She looked up into the mirror with her hair down and her mask off.. She didnt look any different? But she felt it. Sighing heavily, dinner waited.. she put back on her half mask and washed her hands.
Heading back to the dinner, she allowed a servant to seat her, and went back to picking at her food.
She wanted something from this experience, and she was going to have some fun if it killed her. So she drank her wine and asked for more. biting into the most delish salmon she had tasted in eons. Her hunger perked up with just one bite.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*And though his momentary partner seemed to have fond her simple meal just fine, Rolando was very happy with his own. A Large roast leg of lamb...was it lamb? Or somthing else? It certainly tasted like lamb...ah well...A loaf of soft baked bread, fresh from the hearth. a Pair of Fine Red apples, the very first of the Winters Store, Sound and sweet he proclaimed them. Several peices of Salted Pork, which he enjoyed very thoroughly for some extremely odd reason, Two ears of corn,a Bowl of Stew, and the best part of the entire meal, the wine, he nearly lept for joy at the sight of the Vintage red. Pouring himself a liberal glass and toasting the host jovially. with a long draught and a well placed nudge with his elbow on her ample chest for his grecian friend he dug into the Knights meal, hale and hearty. Just as it ought to be, Albiet a very rich knight, but then again, this knight needed his energy. Besides, that wine would go to excellent use tonight, and he made a point to steal the bottle before dinner was over....watching all around him as he ate, he decided to make several slightly lude gestures with his food, hinting oh so descreetly at this Statuesqe woman next to him..*

 

[Merelan]

OOC Hahaha... oh, oh. My sides hurt. Roland being discreet? Hahahahahaha........................ Okay. Okay deep breath. Serious now. Oh dear. sorry guys. will have to post in a few minutes. I need to wipe my eyes.

 

[MissVictoria]

Emma

She watched him slowly lick his ear of corn, letting the butter dribble down his chin. Emma blushed slightly and glanced around the table to see if anyone else was watching the performance. She clamped a hand over her mouth to repress laughter.

So this was the game, was it? She waited until her new companion was looking, and then began to play along.

She plucked a grape from the bunch and held it before her, leaning forward and wrapping her tongue around the fruit before popping it into her mouth and sucking on her finger.

She plucked another grape and offered it to him.

 

[NightWhispers]

Heaven McCallister

Well I have made it to this strange soiree just in time for dinner. I rarely ate much at home by myself. When Jimmy was there I had cooked elaborate meals but now it just didn't seem worth the effort. My head held high and my gait as graceful as possible I enter the large dining room. For only a brief instant I find it difficult to suppress my appreciation for the stellar decor of the room. Rich tapestries hung on walls and fine crysal sat on the table. Resisting the urge to touch the fineness I find the seat appointed to me.

An unknown force pulls the chair out, offering me a seat. I turn around to see the man looking at me.

"Hey listen, Buddy!! I am perfectly capable of doing that for myself." My voice is even harsher than I had intended it to be. I almost feel remorseful as I watch the smile fade from his face. Turning around swiftly I sit upon the proferred seat. Each meal is indeed unique, again as if someone had been watching my habits all of my life. A skinless, boneless chicken breast lay upon a bed of Romaine lettuce. Tiny carrots rest among the green salad.

Trying to bolster more courage I pick up the wine glass and bring it toward my lips, savoring not only the taste but the subtle effect of the alcohol. I look around the table and wonder which of these people know anything about Jimmy.

 

[MissTaken]

Dawn (prairie teacher)

Dinner was announced.

Dawn turned as she felt someone's touch. Her hostess had taken her hand, sending a shiver through her. Merelan's smile was warm and genuine. Dawn accepted her invitation to sit beside her and while appreciative of the efforts to make her comfortable, could only wonder why this esquisite woman would be seeking her company?

She sat quietly with her hands in her lap. Her eyes roamed over the other guests, admiring their beauty and their sensuality.

Her dinner came and much to her surprise, it was the perfect steak accompanied by a green salad and a loaf of warm pumpernickel bread. She began a deep breathing excercise to subtley calm her nerves, completely unaware that her own sensuality was evident ....as evident as her full tits rising with the effort of the deep breathing. She was equally unaware that appreciative eyes were upon her.

She looked at the empty chair and was curious about whomever should be sitting there. This was the most bizarre party she had ever attended and she could feel the excitement building deep within her abdomen. Or was that her tummy growling?

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc:Oh comon. It wasnt THAT Funny...was it?

 

[Sweetp4u]

Heather (school girl)

She supressed her laughter at the knights little "foreplay" but she couldnt hold it in much longer. She took a drink of champagne to help hide her grin, then the lady next to him suckled the grape it was too much! Heather giggled. She covered her mouth with her hand trying to silence it. But it was so funny. A laugh escaped again. She looked next to her at the sherrif helplessly.
"im Sorry" She whispered to him, but her grin wouldnt go away. He had an interesting trick with his tongue and that corn. Heather tried to keep the images out of her mind but couldnt. That was a riot! She giggled again and sipped more wine. She wondered how many people around the table noticed the knight litterally "eating" his corn on the cob..

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Roxanne

OOC: It certainly was Roland. You? Discreet??? Ha!

Seating herself in the broad, velvet lined chair, she smiled graciously at the young man dressed in peasants robes who pushed her beneath the long banquet table. Flanked on the opposite side by an adorable young woman, whose body was contorted into the constricting pink dress just the same as Roxanne was in hers. Applauding lightly at Merelan’s short speech, she raised her glass of dark red wine in unison, and sipped it, savoring the rich flavors.

Roxanne looked expectantly up at the waiter standing over her right shoulder. Being a vegetarian, she was used to having to decline meals at both the parties and restaurants she patronized, and no longer worried about not appearing grateful. A steely look from any host would be better than suffering her way through an evening on a few bites of salad and potato.

But to her unexpected delight, she was served an array of her favorite dishes. Perfectly grilled vegetable brochette atop a bed of couscous, and on the side a generous helping of salade nocise tofu, both artfully garnished with a twist of lemon slices and sprigs of parsley.

Observing the other guests so fixated on the culinary masterpieces, her never-silent writer’s voice commented on all the eye-openingly intimate tales she could weave about the colorful characters scattered around the table.

 

[Merelan]

I ate lightly of the fresh fruits on my plate and watched those around me, silently signaling and giving orders to the waiters. Wondering how long before the first guest noticed that with each new dish their waiter/waitress wore less and less. Smiling inwardly at his naughty tricks. My pulse raced as I watched the gracefulness of Roxanne, every inch the Queen. Dawn was silent beside me, yet seemed to want to speak.
"How is your food dear." Lightly laying my hand on hers.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*he grinned over at his Statuesqe friend, leaning over and taking the grape from her with the front of his teeth, waggling his eyebrows, and with a long tounge, drawing it fully into his mouth and winking over at her, he then survaied the rest of the group, his eyes momentarily drawn to roxxane, his eyes twinkling dangerously....so this one was also a writer...he made a note to talk to that one later...with the swish of his hair he turned his attention back to his quickly dimishing meal. This knight had to keep up his knightly appetite! he ate heartily into the corn, demolishing it first then, tearing off a few slices of bread, he assembled an extra large sandwitch, made of everything he could put on it, and LOTS of pepper, he bit into the monstrosity and grinned pleasurably...ahhh this was gooooood stuff*

 

[Roland Gilliad]

oociffle.

Im discreet sometimes......

 

[MissTaken]

Dawn smiled politely at her hostess and said.

"It is perfect. How did you know?" Dawn wanted to ask a dozen questions, but tried to refrain. She took a cherry tomato from her salad and slipped it in side her mouth.

"I'm a nervous wreck," she blurted in hushed tones. She blindly chattered on about her flat marraige and unthought of divorce at the hands of the slutty co - ed. Her face became flushed as she spoke until she realized she had said too much.

"I am sorry," she blushed sweetly. The champagne continued to flow as she returned to her salad. She took another cherry tomato between her index finger and thumb. Just as she was ready to eat it, it slipped, landing square in the center of her cleavage. The tomato didn't even have the decency to roll to her lap or floor. It remained tucked between her breasts.

"Oh!" she gasped.

 

[Merelan]

She was like a shy young, doe. Yes, an animal I had trapped. But as she ate she talked, chatted. Told me all about her asshole of a husband and his darlig little slut. Then she dropped the cherry. i wanted to laugh out loud. it took all my skills and experience to keep from bursting out. But then our eyes met, hers filled with tears and mine with mirth. Instantly I reached out and plucked it, without even thinking poppped it in my mouth.
"A definate enhancement to the fruit." Then blushed, and turned away. Oh God. She would run now. Never realizing what I saw in her.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Marshal Thor

....my mind had wandered....and, for some reason, recalled the last year's party. I sipped the very good Sauvignon Blanc and let a few drops linger on my tongue. The attention to detail was amazing. Who could know that, of my rather well stocked cellar, that this brave wine from New Zealand was one of my favorites. I began to eat....some of the guests were forking in food like stevadores. I savored each bite of the lamb.....accompanied by a simple salad. The guests might think that the dish was rather odd fare for a western Marshal, but it was my favorite. It took me back to my last trip to New Zealand....and the time I spent in Christchurch......but that was another story.

As I ate, I studied the guests and the byplay that had begun. My eyes caught Merelan's as she plucked the cherry tomato from between the rather lovely breasts of the prairie teacher seated between us. I could not hear her low voice, but I smiled, enjoying her game...as only another hedonist could.

"Merelan didn't forget anything did she?" The voice of the "little girl" caused me to turn. "She never forgets anything. Her abilities are almost limitless." My eyes held hers as I allowed my hand to rest lightly on her thigh - so light it was almost like a feather. My hand was hidden by the flowing table covering.............

 

[Sweetp4u]

Heather

She smiled a little when Thor put his hand on her leg. Reaching down she softly stroked her finger tips over his fingers, aand pushed his hand higher up her thigh. Lets see how naughty she could be......

 

[catlover]

Frank (teddybear)

Wendy and I were finishing our dance, totally absorbed in each other. We looked into each other's eyes as the music waned, to be overtaken by the dinner chime calling us to the table

Hand-in-hand we found our assigned seats. The men helped the ladies to be seated,and we sat too, and soon it was noticed that each of us was being served an appropriate entre chosen by our hostess for our character.We were among the last to be so served. By then the scene was so erotic that what I really wanted on my plate was Wendy's ass, with her legs spread for my feast, but that was asking a lot for so soon.

She, as the catwoman, was served a nice portion of grilled salmon, garnished with a sprig of rosemary and mint leaves,and the plate looked delicious. I then got quite anxious to see mine

When it arrived I had to laugh, being the teddy bear, as my plate was another fish - a whole trout, also grilled, served with lemon and potaties and green peas, and alongside the fish was a large portion of fresh berries - just the thing a roving bear would find in the woods!

We had all drank a toast to the group and to each other, buyt when individually served, I turned to Wendy with glass in hand, and we clinked glasses, linked our arms and drank a toast to each other and to the evening ahead,and starrted to eat