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AlissaPalmer

The Quiet Kind of Ruin

To be known was to be devoured.

The black mask was a self-imposed shackle. Its silken ties brushed her nape, a whisper against skin. A reminder of what she refused to relinquish: anonymity, distance, the line between permission and protection. Above her, the oppressive golden light of the crystal chandeliers reigned absolute. Their facets gilded the estate’s cracked facade in borrowed splendor. It had once been the pinnacle of decadence. Now, it wore it...

sarahluvsdick

Masquerade Ball

A sensual mix-up at a masquerade changes everything.

Leah adjusted the short, pleated black skirt that hugged her hips and barely grazed the tops of her thighs as the warm night breeze teased at the hem. Beneath, the black lace bodysuit Daniel had chosen clung to her like silk ink—strapless, sheer in delicate places, its tight fit accentuating every curve. The skirt was daring, almost scandalously short, paired with thigh-high stockings whose lacy tops peeked out boldly wit...

Everythingnice

A Vacation To Remember - Part 1

If he planned this just right this would be a vacation to remember, and a fantasy fulfilled

Tickets were confirmed. Dollars exchanged for Euros. All necessities taken care of; special lingerie and evening attire purchased and packed. The secretive planning would soon pay off. John made sure this was going to be a vacation to remember. Months prior, Jen and John had been fucking like rabbits. Sex was good, very, very good. They fucked often and in as many ways as they could dream up. However, John knew that Jen h...

ByronLord

Cleopatra, the Cat and the Orgy.

An unplanned meeting leads to a new obsession and a party where anything goes.

It was not the purpose of the masqued ball to engage anonymously. Many of the guests had known each other from childhood and most would be instantly recognized by the rest of the company. The point of the masquerade was not to be anonymous but to be given license to behave as if one was anonymous, as if the social order was entirely dissolved. At the masquerade, king and commoner became commoner and king, and this provide...

TheSensualLady

Perceptions

Atlanta, Georgia - 2018 Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. The incessant ringing woke me from a deep sleep. I rolled over, and it stopped. Ten minutes of silence ensued. I'd barely fallen asleep when it started again. Beep. Beep. Beep. Too damn exhausted to answer, I reached across and turned my phone off. Four hours later I ate a leisurely Sunday breakfast on the patio and watched the sunrise. My thoughts wandered to the details of...

farmerroger

Love at the Masquerade

This is a coming of age story of 30 year old woman called Bella

It had been little over a week since the fateful day when Bella had broken up with James, her long-term boyfriend. She'd heard rumours that he’d been cheating on her with a waitress at his catering firm. When confronted, James would neither confirm nor deny the gossip — and so Bella ended the relationship on the spot. In that following week, a distraught Bella thought hard about the next step to take in her life. Eventual...

browncoffee

Masquerading

Lois and her friends slip into a VIP Christmas party.

Nia, Jenna and I had been friends since we’d met at design school and we’d all been lucky enough to land jobs at MNY; the hottest new fashion house in New York City. We’d been there since September but it had quickly become clear to us that the job was hardly what we’d been dreaming of. The three of us had been assigned to the office of Carly Sioux; the creative director of the company. All we’d done for three months was...

Annie_S

The Snow Queen

The pact of two lesbian lovers to take revenge on men gets a little out of hand

It was a few minutes after midnight on the first day of winter. Thick frost covered the streets. Her hurried steps in her white, high-heeled boots echoed in the silent darkness.For the first time in her life, Nadine felt very cold.Growing up in Ukraine, below zero never bothered her before, but tonight the chill was not coming from the air. She had a frostbite on her heart and it radiated glacial numbness throughout her b...

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DazzlingLove

I Love My Bestie Part Three

I wonder who's under the mask?

"Another glass of Sauvignon please." "Coming right at ya, mate." Corey stared on through his mask as the bartender poured yet another glass of the dark liquid into his glass. He sat quietly as music pulsed on behind him, the crowd swaying with the rhythm. He nursed this one drink, being his third, and could feel the incessant buzz of drunkenness warning him to slow down before he was consumed by it. He marveled at the bea...

Fogticus

Scarlet O'Hara and Dracula

They meet at a masquerade party

The party was already in full swing when Nancy and her friends arrived. The Victorian ball gown that she had found in the trunk in her grandmother's attic fit nicely after a few custom alterations by a seamstress friend. With the addition of having her hair set in long hanging banana curls she felt like the perfect Scarlet O'Hara. Nancy adjusted the mask that hid the upper half of her face and looked around to see if she...

MidnightPleasures

A week in May (Part One)

She never though she would do something so crazy.

She was against the left wall, like the other women, there were about 500 people at the party. It was for her boss and his prize for getting their company to mix with another. She wore her reddish brown hair in a very loose bun. Her skin was a light creamy tan, and she wore a 13th century style pale peach dress that hugged her chest tightly. She had on a black mask to hide her face, but her eyes were a silvery orange, sed...