Third Annual Masquarade

Librarian

I smiled widely revealing my even row of teeth and gave him a saucy wink. His face took on a mock look of hurt and disbelief for a moment.
"Well that depends dear Minstrel..." I paused and moved slightly closer so that he would hear me above the talking around the table.
"On how well he handles his instrument and the music he is plucking." I leaned back and sipped my water, my eyes dancing brightly as I waited for his counter move.
 
The Fire Goddess

The meal was perfect. The food excellent, the company , interesting, of course.

Kaylie talked with Jordan in husky tones, seemingly discussing the romance and character of the mansion, but eluding to her own childhood dreams.

"As a child, my friends and I would play at kings and castle's and that sort of thing. I always seemed to be the damsel in distress, tied to a chair, waiting for my knight in shining armor. "

Further into the conversation, their heads bent together, taking in the scent that was his, they discussed their favorite fairy tales.

"Sleeping Beauty was my favorite and it still is."

She looked deep into his eyes with a question present in hers? Is he familiar with Anne (Rice) Roquefort's version of the classic tale? Does he know what she is truly trying to tell him?

As dessert was served, Kaylie looked around the table at the group present. A more seductive and sexually electrified setting, she could not imagine.

She placed her middle finger in the delicate sauce, raised to her mouth and began suckling it. Her eyes were afire as she glanced Jordan.
 
The Minstrel

I smiled at her as she sipped the water and said chuckling. "One way of pleasure such as makign music may not be so different then another, perhaps if you are learned in one you are equaly good in thee other." I plucked the mandolin, and smiled slyly. "If that is true, then I hope that I truely am as good a Minstrel as I beleave."
I set it on the table drinking my water slowly, smilign at her noticing her hair is let down and she looks even more inviting this way.
 
Librarian

Smiling even wider I nodded my head once in acceptance to his 'winning' this bout.
"So tell me Minstrel.. What is your fantasy you will live tonight?" I smiled, his eyes widening a moment as my words sank in.
"This isn't a normal party, "I whispered just for him, "This is where all inhabitions are left at the door and exploration is done. So what in your deepest fantasy, if I may be so bold as to ask?" The outside world faded as did those around the table, I was interested in hearing what he wanted, what he needed?
 
Uncle Sam (Thor)

"I have not had the chance to see the house. I would enjoy the chance to explore with you. Perhaps the gentleman would care to join us?"

Lady Liberty's words penetrated - I had been lost in a reverie. Violet was a seductress, and very very good. I had watched her slow, sensuous touching.....and watched Liberty become visibly excited. As I opened my mouth to speak, Violet's eyes spoke volumes.

'The gentleman would, indeed, be most flattered to accompany the two most beautiful women in the room on a tour of exploration." I smiled behind my mask at the unintended double entendre. I rather suspected that many places would be explored soon....

As I spoke, I let my fingers touch Liberty's shoulder.....and then brush - butterfly light - the nape of her neck. Before she could answer, I rose from my chair and stood behind my two new companions. As I waited, I glanced at Merelan and winked, knowing that she would roam as she pleased through the mansion.
 
Librarian

I did not let him answer as a darker thought came to mind.
"I know my fantasy.. " I rose from my chair, smiling and whispering, "I will be right back, do not move please." I winked and walked out of the dining room straight to the washroom. Entering I heard the Harem girl, Smiling I asked straight forwardly, "Are you ready for your role playing?" I asked her with a questioning tone.
"If so, come to me in the dining room when you are finished in here.. " I smiled, my lips turning up at the corner as the idea entered my mind.
It was time I felt to dabble a little in the things I wanted the most. Control. I loved control and played rarely in it, but the ordering wasn't part of it, it was the control over the pleasure. I met her eyes, and bowed my head slowly before turning and walking back into the dining room. I paused next to the 'servant' as well.
"Are you ready for the fun to begin? Are you up to holding to the game?" I questioned him, wondering how well he could do his role? "Come servant, I have need of you." I winked at Merelan as I walked back to my seat, turning my chair to face the Minstrel.
"Now we see how brave they are, how well they comply and how far one will go for pleasure." I smiled again, a promising smile and waited for those challenged to take up the offer.
 
"Dorothy," Mike gave her a warm smile, while they finished up the meal before them, "That is wonderful. I can see it now, A definite flair to all of your, sweet and innocent."
He didn't go so far to say that inside Dorothy had always been quite the opposite.
"You aren't nervous are you?" He glanced into her eyes. Something dwelled in there that looked mysterious to him, but he wasn't sure if she wanted to talk about it or not.
Maybe she did.
She appeared to be friendly, above all else. Nerves of a woman usually made them draw back, hold out, but that wasn't what tonight was all about.
He held her hand in his own.
Maybe they could help each other shed these shells they wore on their backs.
 
Harem Girl

I look as the door closed, she wants me to come to her.. Lets see what she wants.

After checking on myself in the mirror, I left to go back. Walking into the room, looking to see where she was. She was talking to the Minstrel and the servant. I continue to walk over to them.

"You wish for me to stop and see you when I got back. What can I do for you?" The look in her eyes, has me worry.
 
Jordan licked his spoon, glancing back her way. It wasn't the what she said that aroused him as how she said it. Certain tones, certain qualities that he didn't recognize thrilled him, and he secretly begged for more.

"I do so love old fairy tales," she had piqued something from his own childhood, always the brave knight slaying magical monsters who always held a maiden or two prisoner.

"I wouldn't think something as lovely as yourself would want to be tied up though. I find the female more seductive in the predator role. Men lack a certain quality when they are on the prowl. That is just my opinion though."

He tasted the ice, melting on his tongue, "I'm sure you have your own opinion of the subject."
 
merelan

They played off each other so well. The lights were barely enough to read some of what they were saying from their lips.

The music from his instrument drew me to watching them over and over. One by one they arose, and aroused. Leading themaselves off to the ballroom, or to wander and explore.
Back in the ballroom i was alone for a minute, so waved at the balcony, where the little band played. They started a wild fire dance, and I srood in the center.
A gypsy, pretending the fire was before me, and swaying soon finding myself stamping my feet and wildly dancing. Trying to lure the man in the corner out to me. Letting the wildness in me flow and ebb. My arms beckoning, my body calling out. Running hands over my breasts, fingers through my hair. My troupe watched me from the sides, in my mind. As I spun and chanted.
Hair lose, somewhere losing the scarf that had held it in place. Ending by untying my waist skirt and dancing with it, watching it flare before, behind and around me.
Sinking to my knees and laying it as a gift before the imaginary lover. My heart pounded, my breath was quick, and I felt so alive.
So very alive.
 
Librarian

I smiled and nodded, she looked a little worried to me? Perhaps she was afraid that someone meant her harm?
I glanced at the Minstrel and asked, "Will you play something seductive?"
I again fixed my gaze on the Harem girl and spoke up a little more, "I only wish to see you dance, will you dance for us?" I asked. I could hear music in the ajoining room and smiled, "Well that certainly is seductive isnt it?"
I fell silent a moment, listening to the wild music play before I opened my eyes and stood up.
"This night is for fantasies, whatever you want.. The sky is the limit." I was curious as to whom was dancing in the ballroom and about to find out.
"Let's go peek shall we?" I grinned and moved, they could do as they wished, I was only helping the fun along.
I stood in the doorway to the ballroom and watched as Merelan danced wildly around the room. Her movements sparked something inside and I felt spell bound to watch her. I wasn't sure if they were behind me or not watching what I was, but Merelan certainly put the mood out there and into my mind.
I moved inside the room, not seeing anyone other than her and leaned against a decorative pillar, just watching her movements.
 
Queen Violet

My hand slowly left as Uncle Sam pulled out her chair for her, I gently took her hand and helped her to stand. We framed Liberty, I taking one hand holding it like a delicate jewel. Uncle Sam on the other, I am sure we both had our desires and agendas. I simple counted on them matching. We wandered along a hall until we reached my favorite wing of the house.

"I just adore what Merelan has done with this place," I commented as bedrooms were softer, more welcoming places, even the library and study had a sensual feel. I wonder what she has done with the gardens. I hope I will get a chance to explore them with her later. For now I had two lovely companions. Uncle Sam and I pointed out various rooms, until we stumbled upon one than Lady Liberty was taken with, she walked into the room and I could sense that this was a room where her fantasies would come to play.

I had fallen into the role I had so long ago, that of a blank slate ready to play out other's fantasies. I enjoyed it very much, and it certainly made Graham happy. I hoped that sometime tonight I would have the chance to be given what I desired.
 
The Servant

He was, to be sure, a little confused. Everyone it seemed, was moving about it their own way, and he, somehow, had fallen into the background. Not a surprise. In the business world, he was a powerful figure. But this was not the business world. And so he was felt doing the same thing he always did, watch and drink.

But it was good wine. It took him a moment to realize that someone was actually talking to him. He grunted, and finished his glass. He sighed, knowing that getting roaring drunk wasn't an option, and stood up. He watched the librarian, was she the one who had been talking to him, his mind went so blank at times, head towards the ballroom.

He followed, stopping at the doorway and watching the display as their hostess danced.
 
Fire Goddess

Rockingham said:
"I wouldn't think something as lovely as yourself would want to be tied up though. I find the female more seductive in the predator role.

He tasted the ice, melting on his tongue, "I'm sure you have your own opinion of the subject."

She looked into his piercing gaze and was taken aback by the depth she saw there. Something about the caveman enticed her.

"Well, " she began, "I believe the body in it's entirety is an errogoneous zone. My tastes are eclectic and I am not so easy to please."

She dribbled chocolate sauce on his forearm, leaned forward, placed her lips on his hot flesh and slowly let her tongue taste the sweet sauce. Her face was hidden by her auburn locks, which rested on his arm and lap.

"Who knew that your forearm could be erotic? Is it? " She chuckled at the look in his eyes.
 
Jordan let out a soft moan. Both watching her brave step, and feeling her sensual lips, and the warm tongue taking off the cool chocolate thrilled him. Shivers of excitement came through his body, and he felt a rush of confidence.

Among other things. He shifted in his seat to compensate the physical reaction of her touch.

"Always something new to learn, especially in the art of seduction," he held her hand in his, letting his fingers trail over her tender skin, "I try to find lovers that can teach me, and excite me. Those who know their body, and willing to explore mine."

He brought one of her fingers to his lips. For a moment he just let it linger there, touching his lips, wrapping his warm breath around her. Then he kissed it, his tongue coming out to grace the fingertip.

"Just a finger," he mused, watching her. His eyes curious as to whether he had learned the lesson well or not.
 
Harem Girl

As we watch Merelan dance, I see a desire in her. Moving closer to her I said , "you dance in such a way, the people are taken by it. Could you dance more for us? I just would love to watch."

I was so taken with her. Looking around for the scarecrow, wondering where he was. My eyes when back to her.
 
Fire Goddess

Determined to play the role of the coquette, Kaylie threw her head back and laughed, her laughter the sound of crystal chimes in the wind.

"Not bad for a beginner, friend!," she said to the Adonis that was the caveman. His warm moist mouth on her finger tip had an impact that only she would know. Her face was flushed and a dampness grew between her legs.

Determined to regain control of herself and the situation, she slid her hand along his bare thigh, nearly touching the bulge under the skimpy cloth.

"The wine is going to my head, shall we dance?"

Her hand slid further up his thigh, grazing his now, more noticable erection.

She leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "The dance of lovers or new friends?" Her mouth settled beneath his ear as she took in his masculine aroma, her tongue darted out to taste the salty sweat that was glistening on his ivory skin.
 
merelan

"Tonight is a night of dances." Reaching out my hands to her, then seeing others.

"Join me in the dance." The music has started slow, and sensual. It's beat calling out to all who will listen.

"Some find their dance early, some have it shown them. Others keep it locked inside, just waiting for the right time, the right night. This is the night."
 
(Lady) Liberty

The walk through the hallways of the mansion had a dreamlike quality for (Lady) Liberty. Her hands were held by (Uncle) Sam and (Queen) Violet and she felt safe in their company.

Violet spoke of the beauty of the mansion and seemed knowledgeable about the changes made from years past. Sam added his own commentary reinforcing Libertys' suspicion that he too, had been here before. It seemed that she was the only newcomer in their small group.

By and by they came to a bedroom that drew her interest. In the center of the room was a large four posted bed. As they had observed in other rooms, lamps were burning softly in the corners and at either side of the bed, giving the room a dim glow. Some pieces of furniture seemed oddly shaped, as if designed for some special purpose, but Liberty was too distracted by the sight of the bed to notice. Her first clear thought was that it was a bed big enough for several people.

What a lovely room! Look at the carvings on the posts and headboard, this must have been done by a real craftsman. What an odd design, it looks like images of occupants of the bed. Oh, they seem to be...um...very uh...

Libertys' voice faltered as she realized that the carvings on the headboard depicted couples engaged in every kind of sexual act to be imagined, and some she had never even considered. Closer inspection of the posts and headboard revealed anchors set into the wood at several points. She wondered at their purpose until her eyes fell to a picture depicting a figure bound to the bed.

She turned to look at her companions. They too were looking at the objects in the room and she sensed that they waited for some word from her before making any further move. Sam had paused before a tray of filled crystal decanters and glassware. Violet gently stroked the velvet edge of a chair back where she stood. Both looked up as she spoke.

Shall we stay here for a while and get to know one another better?
 
Queen Violet

I felt like the queen of france bringing Lady Liberty to the american icon to show him all her beauty......

The room was just as lovely as the others, the bed was perhaps larger and I noticed the carvings on the bedframe. It had the look of an old piece and I smiled as I recalled when it had been purchased. I digressed though and smiled and moved to the bed, my fingers running along the carvings, knowing the secret places, where the cuffs, and silken ties were kept if it was warranted by this delightful beauty. She was so fresh and new, she reminded me a little of myself when I first came to the mansion so many years ago. I had picked up that Uncle Sam also knew the way around the place and I smiled as he offered me a glass of wine.

"There is nothing else I would rather do right now, then uncover your secret desires." I glance at Uncle Sam and smile, sitting on the bed, bouncing playfully on the mattress.
 
Liberty

She accepted a glass of wine from (Uncle) Sam and sat down next to the Queen. Liberty sipped her wine, less concerned with intoxication than she had been earlier in the evening.

Now that they were here, she was at a loss. How were these things done? She had never been the agressor in any activity, much less in something like this. She crossed her long legs, and leaned back against the headboard. She made an alluring picture, the lamplight caressing the tops of her breasts and emphasizing the deep shadow between. The short skirt left little to the imagination, rising high enough as she leaned back to show the edge of the lace that covered her sex.

What of your desires, my Queen? What did you hope to find tonight?
 
Librarian

I smiled, letting Merelan lead me out to the dance floor. Her hands holding mine, I began to sway and dip to the music, letting it take over my movements.
I laughed lightly, the fun was just beginning and I was having a blast already. I moved around her, dancing in slow circles, eyes closed and feeling the effects of everything.
 
Queen Violet

It was sweet how she called me Queen, and mi'lady and such. I turned on my side and laid back on the bed beside her. "My desires," the words were said as if I hadn't given it any thought. "I suppose I came to see Merelan, and now that I've seen her, I simply desire to be here and now. To enjoy the moment." I offered my glass up for a toast and watched as our glasses clinked together. I let my hand roam over her exposed hip and thigh. Moving the short skirt higher, doubting you would be leaving the mansion with your panties. I kicked off my slippers and said, "Sam, you don't mind if I just call you Sam, do you, Uncle just seems too stodgy for you." I smile and wink, "Please join us on the bed."
 
Harem Girl

As I watch Merelan and the Librarian dance, I when to join them on the floor. Moving my body as I dance around them, looking for someone to dance with me. Not seeing the scarecrow around, wondering who will join me.


Then music was playing my eyes close, just dancing around as my hips move side by side. Taking my vail and moving it up and down my body. My chest raising as I am doing it. Looking into their eyes now, as the rest watch us.
 
Jordan gave a quick smile, feeling her hand slide dangerously up his thigh. She liked to take charge, didn't she? Or perhaps that was just the fantasy she needed in her life.

A challenge, he would indeed enjoy this vacation after all. He parted his legs, just enough to allow her further access, before standing up, holding his hands out to her.

Women had their ways of seduction, but so did me.

"We'll dance to both," he caught her hand in his, twisting her from before dipping her. The back of his hands slipped behind her, catching her form as her hair just scraped the dance floor they now occupied.

"The dance of lovers," he kissed the now empty nape of her neck, moving ever so slowly up to those pouty lips of hers, "And the dance of friends. I require both in my women."

Their mouths barely touching, his eyes against hers. Their hearts beating aside one another, at the same frantic pace, in tune with each other.

He didn't kiss her though, instead, he took back the dip, and held her in his arms as he began to sway wit the music.
 
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