Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit & Home Theater
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				Title: <strong>Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>16-03-2016, 19:08:11</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>17-03-2016, 05:52:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/BlueCatMask.jpg)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://56.media.tumblr.com/b34d21557f20963684fb22e804bdf4ea/tumblr_o3ywn0Tpeh1u3km9po2_1280.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Kitty, Escort &amp; Guide (Staff)</span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> among the cushions<br><strong>When: </strong> Thursday evening, week 1<br><strong>Who: </strong> Anyone<br><strong>Status: </strong> OPEN<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Thursday was always a bit slow. Not empty, not without client like Monday tended to be, but it was still more quiet than the three days to come. Still, Kitty was there because she was on the clock, but she had no client assigned to her and nothing to. She didn't feel like actively pursuing a client tonight, she wasn't on the prowl. The boss had been clear. As long as she made herself available to a client should she be requested by one of them, then she could be lazy and watch a movie. That's exactly what she was doing.<br><br>Right there and then she was completely naked but for her cat mask. She loved cats. Petite but curvy, she was laid among the cushions on her front, ass sticking up slightly because of the cushion under her belly. Her black robe was nowhere to be found. She had forsaken the black drapes, as she called them, on her third or fourth day, when it became obvious that she just kept forgetting it all over the place. Her skin was bare, unblemished and groomed; she had little to no hair but the one on her head, which she kept tightly kept in a French braid.<br><br>The movie on the screen was one of the Next Generation Star Trek movies called Nemesis. It was hard to think that the tiny guy who played Picard's clone was actually the same guy that played Bane in the Batman movie. Or that Shinzon, the ugly councilor beside him was the same actor than the one who played Hellboy. She watched the movie mainly for Tom Hardy, though, an actor that she liked a lot and whom she usually found strangely attractive and not attractive at the same time…</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>17-03-2016, 12:09:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/86/GeekMask.jpg)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ac/46036_15big.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Geek, #1001</em></span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> <em>Entering and approaching the pit</em><br><strong>When: </strong> <em>Thursday evening, week 1</em><br><strong>Who: </strong> <em>Kitty</em><br><strong>Status: </strong> <em>OPEN</em><br><hr><br>Geek.... Why the heck she had decided to go with that alias, she really didn't know, but she had regretted it the moment she'd pressed the enter key when filling out the form. It was appropriate though. She knew what she was. And she was hopeless with names. She blinked rapidly a few times. Why had she not had the mask made so she could wear her glasses under it? She hated wearing contacts... <br><br>Familiar sounds were coming from the room as she entered, drink in hand. Not the familiar sounds she expected (grunting and moaning), but the sounds of Star Trek. "Oooh", she grinned as she saw the attractive blonde with the blue kitty mask. No number on the mask, so the woman was obviously staff. "You're a Treker too then?" she flopped into the cushions, made a concerted effort not to hunch up. She was shy, her face was bright crimson behind the mask. Naked.... She didn't have to be. They offered the black robes. But... It was far more humiliating this way, and Geek liked humiluation. It made her nipples harden and her clit swell to think that men and women were looking at her naked body, and she was permitting them to. <br><br>She wasn't attractive, she knew. In the locker room, at school, when all the girls were checking each other out, no one gave her a second glance. But here, this was a place where she could be naked, have people look at her, feel that sense of burning shame, and enjoy it. She forced herself to open her knees slightly, dropped her hands away from her breasts and into her lap, realised she'd covered her crotch without thinking and awkwardly fiddled with her hair, unsure what to do with her upper limbs. Finally she settled for tucking her hands under her thighs.<br><br>"Um... K- Kitty, isn't it? I'm... er... I'm The Geek. Or, Geekie if ... er, you want? Anyway, I know a thing or two about systems? IT stuff? Your data access system us ... well frankly it's very last-decade. I can put together something much better, much faster and much more user friendly...?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>18-03-2016, 22:33:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/BlueCatMask.jpg)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://56.media.tumblr.com/b34d21557f20963684fb22e804bdf4ea/tumblr_o3ywn0Tpeh1u3km9po2_1280.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Kitty, Escort &amp; Guide (Staff)</span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> among the cushions<br><strong>When: </strong> Thursday evening, week 1<br><strong>Who: </strong> Geek<br><strong>Status: </strong> OPEN<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Kitty bent her knees and moved her feet up in the air as she watched a surprisingly small Tom Hardy become more and more unhealthy. She could even find some resemblance between Jean-Luc Picard and his younger clone. It was odd, but if the guy lived to look like the actor who played Picard, it wouldn't be bad at all. A voice stopped her idle thoughts and the blond turned her head toward the newcomer. <br><br>"If you talk social, then maybe I can qualify as a trekkie, but if you start talking to me about phaser technology and all that, it's going to fly way above my head. The Next Generation is my favorite crew." Kitty said, to encourage the ice-breaking. She was easily sociable, and would talk to anyone who spoke to her. Her words as a strong Russian accent to them even if her English was quite fluent and flowing normally.<br><br>"Kitty it is. Nice to meet you, Geekie." Kitty said, trying not to make the girl even more ill at ease. She turned her head toward her new acquaintance, placed an elbow on the cushion ahead of her and rested her head into her hand. The movie was secondary to any human company that she might have, and that wasn't just the job's principle; it was Kitty's too. A movie could be watched at a later date, but she could never know if she passed on a good opportunity to make a new friend if she didn't talk to people.<br><br>"I'm just a guide here, I'm not the right person to talk to about systems. You need to seek out Duchesse. She has a golden mask that looks like she's wearing a crown, with gems like diamonds. A word of advice, she might have spent quality dollars when she put that system in, some years ago. Don't put down the current system before you suggest making it better. It could come across as offensive." Kitty said, though she was clearly not offended at all. Technology was evolving so fast, it was no surprise that the current system was out of date. She didn't know if Duchesse would be offended, but she always err on the side of caution when it came down to dealing with her boss.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>19-03-2016, 13:04:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/86/GeekMask.jpg)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ac/46036_15big.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Geek, #1001</em></span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> <em>Entering and approaching the pit</em><br><strong>When: </strong> <em>Thursday evening, week 1</em><br><strong>Who: </strong> <em>Kitty</em><br><strong>Status: </strong> <em>OPEN</em><br><hr><br><em>Geekie?</em> Oh great. Now she was going to be stuck with an even more demeaning title. Why the hell had she said that? "Phaser technology is actually impossible. The small hand-held mark-one phaser is supposed to be the power generation module for all the other phaser types, , even the phase rifles. Uou see them place the small hand held device into the pistol and rifle, as if they were loading it with a cartridge... " She blushed, stopped and looked down, catching sight of her own sagging boobs, her eyes going to the other woman's perfectly formed breasts. This did nothing to ease her discomfort. "Uh, sorry.... Bad habit. As much as I enjoy Star Trek, I hate the <em>deus ex machina</em> it's filled with."<br><br>Kitty advised her on who to talk to and Geek nodded. "Mmhhmm. Duchess. Jewelled mask with a crown. Gotcha. Do you know where I could find her?" Geek sat on a cushion, next to a terminal and tapped the screen, brought up the querty keyboard, typed in DUCHESS, pressed search. The picture of the owner's mask came up along with a small amount of information - less than on Kitty, or her own entry. That was fine, the owner had to have some privileges. But one thing that was lacking was a means of finding someone...<br><br>"Not that it's important or anything... I just... well, I'm not doing anything else right now. My last - ah - development went live last week, and is already trending. I... Need <em>something</em> to work on, or I'll go nuts". She giggled. "Partly why I'm here, you know? Bored with sitting at home watching porn!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>23-03-2016, 05:45:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/BlueCatMask.jpg)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://56.media.tumblr.com/b34d21557f20963684fb22e804bdf4ea/tumblr_o3ywn0Tpeh1u3km9po2_1280.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Kitty, Escort &amp; Guide (Staff)</span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> among the cushions<br><strong>When: </strong> Thursday evening, week 1<br><strong>Who: </strong> Geek<br><strong>Status: </strong> OPEN<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Kitty's gaze remained steady and on Geek while she spoke of the phaser technology, but it was obvious that when she said everything technological in Star Trek flew way over her head, she was not joking. Kitty didn't look bored or annoyed, rather amused and rather clueless. When Geek noticed what she was doing, Kitty shrugged a shoulder to dismiss any embarrassment.&nbsp; "It's fine, don't worry about it." Kitty replied and let the topic lie.<br><br>"She's out and about. I have no clue where she is right now, or if she's on this side of the club for that matter. Since she is the owner, she does spend some time meeting with clients and interviewing people. She is hardly ever alone, but if she is just talking with someone, don't let it stop you." Kitty said, giving Geek the best advice that she could. When the other woman appeared to be heading for one of the monitors, Kitty returned her attention to the movie. She knew that her favorite character was destroyed in the end, but she still felt compelled to watch as the movie progressed.<br><br>Having an ear trained onto the guest, where Kitty's priority remained, she heard what was said and chuckled. "Besides, is so much more enjoyable to make the porn than just merely watch it. I understand your point, though. Sometimes, when there are no clients here and I am working, I feel like a lion in a cage, walking in circles, bored out of my mind. A good thing for me, this place is rarely really empty." And sometimes, employees did get it on when there was no one else around, whether it was their shift or not.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>24-03-2016, 11:26:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/86/GeekMask.jpg)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ac/46036_15big.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Geek, #1001</em></span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> <em>Sitting amongst the pillows next to a terminal.</em><br><strong>When: </strong> <em>Thursday evening, week 1</em><br><strong>Who: </strong> <em>Kitty</em><br><strong>Status: </strong> <em>OPEN</em><br><hr><br>The woman was quite beautiful, She thought to herself. Just the sort that... No, wait. She'd seen the "staff on duty" list as she came in, which was where she'd got the name that went with the mask, and had glanced quickly at the profiles of the women. Kitty... She turned quickly back to the terminal, keyed in the five characters. "Heh, just my luck..." She laughed softly, clearing the screen. "Oh well, I guess I won't ask..." A soft sigh.<br><br>"I'm curious though. What's it like to work here? I mean, the place could be described, technically as... well, I'm sure you can guess. And ... heh, making the porn, is kinda part of your job, isn't it?"<br><br>She shrugged. "If my parents knew I was here, they'd probably be horrified. But then I bought them a condo down in Florida, so they can't really complain about how I spend my money!"<br><br>She relaxed into the cushions, Grinned as the Romulan Commander Donatra offered Pocard a mug of Romulan ale. "She's my favourite character in this... But seriously, the one character I really wish they hadn't written out of NG was Tasha Yar. I guess having an openly lesbian character in the series was too progressive even for Roddenbury."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>27-03-2016, 23:55:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/BlueCatMask.jpg)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://56.media.tumblr.com/b34d21557f20963684fb22e804bdf4ea/tumblr_o3ywn0Tpeh1u3km9po2_1280.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Kitty, Escort &amp; Guide (Staff)</span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> among the cushions<br><strong>When: </strong> Thursday evening, week 1<br><strong>Who: </strong> Geek<br><strong>Status: </strong> OPEN<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">"<em>Just my luck.</em>" Kitty heard and she wondered if that had anything to do with her or if she was on the terminal to look up Duchesse and figured that the owner of the place might not be available to clients just yet? She had no clue, but figured that if Geek wanted her to know, she would tell. Prodding was something that Kitty did often for the sake of her job, but if she didn't have to, she would not do it.<br><br>"Won't ask what?" Kitty asked. "Working here, doesn't really feel like work, actually. Sure, I have some things that I need to do, and sometimes I have to be with men that I would never touch, given the choice, but some of these men have surprised me sometimes. My main task is to ensure that new arrivals are at ease and not being… dicks." Kitty said, not sure if the word that she had used was appropriate, or if jerks or assholes would have been better.<br><br>"In the beginning, Duchesse told me that they had trouble with men not taking no for answer, or pushing beyond it. One of the men could not find a partner because he was hoping from woman to woman within minutes, just asking them 'wanna fuck?' indiscriminately, which earned him more rejection and a whole lot of drama… So now when Duchesse believes that a man might not adapt smoothly to the community, she asks me to be his companion for the evening, until I feel that he knows what he's doing. Sometimes it means sex with me, sometimes I'm not needed in that manner. But whatever I do, It wouldn't qualify as porno. I am not that good an actress, and I won't spend fifteen minutes moaning non-stop." Kitty said with a cheeky grin. <br><br>"Tasha was a remarkable character, left an impression for sure.&nbsp; There must be a reason why they wrote her off other than her orientation. Was she really lesbian, though? I was under the impression that she was just severely traumatized; she did have sex with Data… I found his 'fully equipped and operational' comment to be quite hilarious." Kitty said and just glanced toward the screen before turning her attention back to Geek.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>28-03-2016, 01:14:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/86/GeekMask.jpg)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ac/46036_15big.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Geek, #1001</em></span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> <em>Sitting amongst the pillows next to a terminal.</em><br><strong>When: </strong> <em>Thursday evening, week 1</em><br><strong>Who: </strong> <em>Kitty</em><br><strong>Status: </strong> <em>OPEN</em><br><hr><br><em>Okay, maybe I will ask, in a different way...</em> Geek listened to Kitty's explanation of her role, and the idea formulated. "So, uh... this might be a silly question, but what about if there was a woman who was having difficulty settling in, becoming part of the community? Would you help her in a similar way, or would you get someone else to do it? And... uh, obviously if the woman was into men I suppose you'd ask a male member of staff...," She blushed, mostly at the unfortunate choice of words - <em>male member of staff</em>. "But, what if the woman was into other women? Is there someone to help <em>her</em> become more settled in?"<br><br>She shrugged at the question. Yar had sex with Data while they were both inebriated, she swore him to secrecy afterwards, and besides, Data is a machine, it would be no different than using a vibrator attached to a blow-up doll..." It did leave Geek with a big question though... "Hmmm. Not sure if I would do it with a male android. Still... The fact that her sexuality was 'questioned' leaves me with a bitter taste in my mouth. Why can't people be accepting of gay characters in mainstream TV?" She sighed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>29-03-2016, 08:25:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/BlueCatMask.jpg)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://56.media.tumblr.com/b34d21557f20963684fb22e804bdf4ea/tumblr_o3ywn0Tpeh1u3km9po2_1280.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Kitty, Escort &amp; Guide (Staff)</span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> among the cushions<br><strong>When: </strong> Thursday evening, week 1<br><strong>Who: </strong> Geek<br><strong>Status: </strong> OPEN<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">"I think it would depend on your needs." Kitty said, assuming that Geek was talking about herself, though she knew she could be wrong. "If you need a wingman of sorts then I could be that for you. If you would need someone to help you get comfortable in a sexual manner, then Duchesse would send someone to help you that would align with your preference. I can touch a woman, give her pleasure, but it would be done for the sake of doing my job, not because of desire and I can't bear to be touched by a woman in an intimate manner. Quite a one-way encounter, and not necessarily the most pleasant one because I'd most likely feel quite awkward and out of place, but still consenting, of course." Kitty explained patiently, once again not making a case of Geek's blush, as if there was none there to begin with.<br><br>"There are more and more gay characters in mainstream TV. I can think of a few in older shows: Buffy had Willow, the red-haired witch with her girlfriend… Tessa I think? Sex in the City had a gay girl among the main character. More recently, I've watched Crossing Lines, and there's a woman there who is openly gay. Shadowhunters, has a closeted gay being hit on by a rather flamboyant bisexual-leaning-toward-male character. These are just from the top of my head and I am not much into watching TV. There must be more that I am not aware of. Maybe not in Star Trek. I'd say one of the Dax, but given that they can inhabit thrills that are of any gender, she didn't really count. Apparently, straight gays are not a popular thing in Star Trek." Kitty said and then frowned, realizing that her wording was wrong. "I mean normal gays, that have always been and always will be gays, and not have a reason to go for a same-sex relationship? Am I making sense?"</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>29-03-2016, 22:40:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/86/GeekMask.jpg)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ac/46036_15big.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Geek, #1001</em></span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> <em>Sitting amongst the pillows next to a terminal.</em><br><strong>When: </strong> <em>Thursday evening, week 1</em><br><strong>Who: </strong> <em>Kitty</em><br><strong>Status: </strong> <em>OPEN</em><br><hr><br>"Uh, I think so..." Geek shrugged, relaxing some, feeling less self-concious of her nudity. And thus, feeling less turned on by it, but that was less important. "There is a scene where Jadzia kisses Major Kira. But the Trill symbionts are neither male nor female... And they are also not supposed to renew relationships they had in a previous host." She goggled a bit. "Dax was actually very naughty in that respect!" <br><br>The chubby young woman sighed. "Yeah, I think there's lesbian scenes in Orange Is The New Black, also in Prisoner Cell Block H, and in Bad Girl's Dormatory. And let's not forget The L Word! I think, wasn't there a gay character in Friends? Oh and the English girl in Frasier? But they tend to be swept under the rug still..."! She shook her head then went back to the other subject. "Yes, I did mean me... And I was thinking in terms of the sort of service you would offer a male patron. Given that I already checked your profile, Miss kitty, I wouldn't dream of asking you. I'm just wondering if there is someone about that I could ask?"<br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>04-04-2016, 20:31:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/BlueCatMask.jpg)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://56.media.tumblr.com/b34d21557f20963684fb22e804bdf4ea/tumblr_o3ywn0Tpeh1u3km9po2_1280.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Kitty, Escort &amp; Guide (Staff)</span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> among the cushions<br><strong>When: </strong> Thursday evening, week 1<br><strong>Who: </strong> Geek<br><strong>Status: </strong> OPEN<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Geekie clearly knew more about Star Trek than she did, and Kitty was ok with that. She was never one to try to outsmart someone else; she was comfortable with her limited knowledge since it allowed her to learn new things and if she wanted to, there were always ways to find the information needed. Kitty readjusted her position as one of the cushions seemed to slip from under her slowly but surely and she was beginning to feel a strain in her side to keep herself from bending in a rather unnatural way.<br><br>"Duchesse, again. She runs everything here. I wish I could point you to another woman like me who would be more along the lines of what you need. Maybe you should add a sort of search engine to the future app? So you can look up if there is anyone fitting certain criteria who is currently on site, staff or otherwise? I think it would be cool for a submissive to have a quick answer to whether or not there's someone here suitable for their current needs without going through everyone's profile. You're right, it is somewhat out of date." Kitty said, though the last part was barely more than a whisper. She would not talk against her employer, that was one foolish move.<br><br>There were footsteps, soft against the floor and someone poked their head in. As if on cue, Duchess was there carrying a tray of sangria glasses and a tall pitcher of the dark liquid with floating fruits. Free drinks were not limited to the bar tonight, it seemed…</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>04-04-2016, 20:41:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a9/Duchesse.jpg)<br><div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">image</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.laughspark.info/thumbfiles/705X705/actress-monica-belluci-hot-photo-shoot-635691775853483748-12862.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Duchesse, Club Owner</em></span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> In the doorway.<br><strong>When: </strong> Thursday evening, week 1<br><strong>Who: </strong> Kitty, Geek<br><strong>Status: </strong> Open<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;"> Duchesse glided from patron to patron, a pitcher of sangria and glasses on a tray. It was a promotion from the vendor who provided her with the liquor. They had this new product that was a pre-packed Sangria, fresh fruits included. While Duchesse preferred to have everything prepared fresh on site - more true control on freshness - she wasn't one to turn her back on free samples. Serving the sangria proved to be enlightening. Some guests were truly rude toward the staff, and if they knew who they were talking to now, she had no doubt that their tone would have changed.<br><br>She entered the pillow pit quietly and observed Kitty interacting with another woman. Kitty was in no way obliged to interact in a sexual manner with anyone on site, but she was required to offer clients her support and her guidance and Duchesse believe that it was what was happening then. She did catch the last bit of discussion that was said aloud, though, and it piqued her curiosity.<br><br>"Would one of you care for a taste of Sangria?" Duchesse asked. She was dressed in her robe, but it was not held closed by the belt, more like simply tossed over her shoulders. There were hints of the inside of her generous bust visible, a narrow strip of flesh of her flat stomach, and hints of her folds exposed when she walked. "It's a free sample from the people who sell us the booze. I'd like some feedback." She filled a glass for Kitty who took it with murmured thanks and then filled two more. She offered one to Geek, the other one was for herself.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>06-04-2016, 23:16:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/86/GeekMask.jpg)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ac/46036_15big.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Geek, #1001</em></span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> <em>Sitting amongst the pillows next to a terminal.</em><br><strong>When: </strong> <em>Thursday evening, week 1</em><br><strong>Who: </strong> <em>Kitty, Duchess</em><br><strong>Status: </strong> <em>END</em><br><hr><br>Geek saw the woman in the ornate crown mask come in and, quite honestly, her nerve went. She shook her head at the offer of the sangria. "No thanks, I'm driving..."<br><br>She stood up. "In fact, I better go. Sorry. Nice chatting to you, Kitty" She turned and headed back to the changing rooms.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>07-04-2016, 03:33:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/BlueCatMask.jpg)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://56.media.tumblr.com/b34d21557f20963684fb22e804bdf4ea/tumblr_o3ywn0Tpeh1u3km9po2_1280.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Kitty, Escort &amp; Guide (Staff)</span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> among the cushions<br><strong>When: </strong> Thursday evening, week 1<br><strong>Who: </strong> Open<br><strong>Status: </strong> Finished<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Duchesse watched Geek as she stood and basically fled the room with a puzzled expression on her face.<br><br>"Is it something I did or said?" Duchesse asked and Kitty shrugged a shoulder.<br><br>"She seemed a bit skittish from the get go. Fun to talk to, though. She might need a guide, bisexual or lesbian guide. She also has some ideas on how to upgrade our system." Kitty informed her and Duchesse appeared to ponder whether she should go after the young woman or not. She opted not to.<br><br>"Do you remember her number?" Duchesse asked.<br><br>"1001." Kitty replied without thinking. She had taken the habit of memorizing the numbers that she saw in her surroundings, just in case it was needed. Duchesse stood and went toward the door, carrying her pitcher of drink with her.<br><br>"Don't spend the night watching movies. Mingle." Duchesse reminded her and Kitty answered with a nod of her head. She would take a bit of her drink, watched the end of the movie and then if no one had come into the room before then, she would go and seek out someone who could use her help or use the distraction… She remained naked, laid on her front among the cushions, her butt just slightly raised and her ankles crossed. Kitty was no self-conscious when it came to her body, not after working here for a couple of weeks…</div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>15-04-2016, 02:52:49</strong>
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				<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">Caradoc's last post</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246019.msg12240283#msg12240283">Quote from: Caradoc on 14-04-2016, 13:11:43</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/40/Gabemask.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Gabe, #2447</span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> At the bar<br><strong>When: </strong> Friday dusk, week 1<br><strong>Who:</strong> Kitty<br><strong>Status: </strong> Closed<br><hr><br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Gabe nodded as Kitty started to explain where the theater room was, with the pillow pit she’d mentioned. Then his eyes nearly popped out of his head when she stood up and casually slid her robe off. Her body was everything the robe had hinted at. She was absolutely gorgeous. He briefly toyed with the idea of taking his off, too, but decided he wasn’t ready for that. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He began walking with her. It was hard to just casually wander along next to a gorgeous naked woman, but he was trying. He could tell he had a lot to learn. He wondered if there was anyone in this theater, and felt a small thrill at the thought there might be. Maybe this place was rubbing off on him already. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He took her hand as they walked but then almost tripped over nothing at all when she started asking him questions and giving examples. He was sure he was turning red again, and was getting annoyed at himself for doing that so much. “Well, uh... you know. Missionary, yes, I’ve done that. Tasted... if you mean what I think you do, I’ve done that, too.” He shrugged and managed something of a smile. “I’m not a virgin or anything, I just... want to do more.” Gabe followed her out into the hallway, making himself not actually run and drag her with him. He couldn’t believe where this was going and really wanted to get there before something happened or he woke up from this dream or whatever.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/BlueCatMask.jpg)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/e2/35/71/e23571b4625c72e202139485c46cf6a9.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Kitty, Escort &amp; Guide (Staff)</span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> among the cushions<br><strong>When: </strong> Friday evening, week 1<br><strong>Who: </strong>&nbsp; Gabe<br><strong>Status: </strong> Closed<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Gabe's reaction to the removal of her robe had not gone unnoticed, but just like before whenever he was embarrassed she didn't judge necessary to point it out. Her goal was to make him comfortable, not to pile on top of whatever embarrassment or surprise that he might feel. She walked very casually, clearly used to be completely naked on the site. She had been a bit more self-conscious in the beginning, but after a few encounters where people could watch her, Kitty had figured that the big deal made about openly shared sexual activities outside the club simply didn't apply inside.<br><br>"I never thought you a virgin. I am just saying that "normal" is a relative term. Walking like this is normal for me while I am here, for example. It obviously isn't normal for you."&nbsp; Kitty explained, still holding onto his hand. They crossed the hall and entered a rectangular room with a large square hollow in the middle filled with gray cushions of all shapes and sizes. Some of the cushions were as big as Kitty herself, and the hollow was filled with them until it made a soft, comfortable mound. So far, they were alone, but Kitty knew that could change in a heartbeat. Any room could turn into an orgy at any time, sometimes three or four couples&nbsp; who never interacted together but the concept of sex in secluded, quiet corners without the possibility of being seen, watched, or joined in one fashion or the other was simply&nbsp; very rare in the Carnival Club.<br><br>Kitty turned to face him as she released his hand. The big screen in front was playing some soft piano and violin duet over images of a real fireplace, fire crackling and all. Kitty's hand went to the belt of his robe. He could stop her at any time; she was a guide, not a dominatrix of some sort. "Is there something in particular that you would like to try tonight? If you think we might use toys I can go get some for us while you make yourself comfortable." The toys where a wide range of constantly sanitized equipment, from cuffs to rope, dildo and vibrators, and some that were a bit more exotic and kink-specific.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caradoc</strong> on <strong>26-04-2016, 04:15:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/40/Gabemask.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Gabe, #2447</span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> Theater<br><strong>When: </strong> Friday dusk, week 1<br><strong>Who:</strong> Kitty<br><strong>Status: </strong> Closed<br><hr><br>Gabe was doing all he could to not drool as he followed Kitty to the theater. Part of him, most of him, really, still couldn’t believe this was happening. She was stunning, and seemed more than willing to be with him. If he could keep his rampant embarrassment under control, something really amazing might be about to happen.<br><br>“Normal.. Um.... I guess, just sort of regular,” he realized she’d call him on that word too, “uh. You know. Just. A man and a woman with either one on top?” He probably sounded pathetic to a woman of her experience. <br><br>He felt and saw her going for his robe tie and just stood there, watching. He was breathing faster now, eyes flicking from his sash to various points of interest on her naked body. “I... don’t know anything about toys. I’ll go by your judgement on that.”<br><br>As his robe fell open from her gentle pressure, he moved closer to her and kissed her again, long and slow this time. He even managed enough confidence for a small joke. “What do you recommend for a beginner here?” he asked. He didn’t know what was coming, but he knew he wanted her more and more each moment. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>03-05-2016, 06:09:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/BlueCatMask.jpg)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/e2/35/71/e23571b4625c72e202139485c46cf6a9.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Kitty, Escort &amp; Guide (Staff)</span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> among the cushions<br><strong>When: </strong> Friday evening, week 1<br><strong>Who: </strong>&nbsp; Gabe<br><strong>Status: </strong> Closed<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Kitty did think that he had not known much of the sensual experience, but if anything she didn't think it pathetic. He was more like a big, blank canvas with barely a beginning of outline. She had a lot of leeway with him when it came down to exploring, a lot of topics to cover, but she thought that there was so much that they could do together, she had to start somewhere.<br><br>When he kissed her, Gabe found her responsive. She wanted to kiss him and had no qualms showing it. He broke the kiss again this time to speak; he was clearly nervous. "One of two things, depending on the kind of person you are. Either you jump in and explore to your heart's content, or you take it slow." Kitty said, her soft accent giving her presence a little something exotic though it was easy to guess that she was Russian.<br><br>She pushed the robe off his shoulders, letting it fall wherever it may. These robes were getting lost all the time, and guests could request a new one anytime. It was the reason why it was the only garment available on site. People did not have to care about forgetting them somewhere. The cleaning staff would just take it and bring it to the laundry, leaving whatever items - most often little things like cigarettes and matches - at the front desk. <br><br>"In your case, given how anxious you seem to be, I give you a choice. You follow me into the pillow pit.. And either I let you have your way with my body so that you may explore that you want, or you let me have my way with yours, so that I might…broaden your horizons somewhat." Her hand reached forward and took a loose hold of his cock. She was expecting him to jump, recoil in surprise even, but she did it anyway to see just how tense he was.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caradoc</strong> on <strong>09-05-2016, 23:10:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/40/Gabemask.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Gabe, #2447</span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> Theater<br><strong>When: </strong> Friday dusk, week 1<br><strong>Who:</strong> Kitty<br><strong>Status: </strong> Closed<br><hr><br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Gabe hadn’t noticed her accent before. It made her seem even more exotic to him. Rationally, the way he usually was, he should probably take it slow, as she suggested second. But then she slid the robe off his shoulders and he felt her hand on his cock, making him gasp with pleasure and surprise.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He nodded, trying to form words. He was very far out of his element, but increasingly didn’t care about that. He leaned in and kissed her again, with a lot more heat in it this time. This was what he was here for. Enough being worried or timid. He would put himself in the hands of the expert.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Gabe brought a hand up to her breast, cupping the warm weight, feeling her nipple against his palm. Finally, he ended the kiss and found his voice again. “I’ll follow you... and let you have your way. I’m here to experience more, learn more.... please... teach me.” He still couldn’t believe all this was happening to him, and he expected to either wake up or be told it was all a joke any second now. But he’d go with it and push his doubts away and let Kitty do what she wanted with him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>16-05-2016, 21:42:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/BlueCatMask.jpg)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/e2/35/71/e23571b4625c72e202139485c46cf6a9.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Kitty, Escort &amp; Guide (Staff)</span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> among the cushions<br><strong>When: </strong> Friday evening, week 1<br><strong>Who: </strong>&nbsp; Gabe<br><strong>Status: </strong> Closed<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Although there was definitely a reaction there, Kitty noticed that it was far less than it could have been, certainly less than she had anticipated. She had done this twice before and one of these times had nearly sent the man running to hide. She kissed him, her hand still providing soft caresses meant to arouse, but not bring him over. Her hands were soft, she took particular care for that, and warm along his warmer length.<br><br>She was pleased to feel his hand on her breast and purred softly to encourage him. When he broke the kiss, she tilted her head and kissed his neck. "Come lie down in the cushions." She invited him, but she did not go right away. Her second hand went to his body, caressing his chest, his side, down to his hip and then back up.<br><br>Her hand went lower and lower on his cock until she could cup his jewels, and when she did, her hand made the journey back up, but her nails were gently grazing against the skin of his balls. She didn't aim to scratch him, the pressure of her nails on his skin was just enough for him to feel that it was nails but not enough to leave mark. The aim was simply a different sensation. She took a step toward the cushions, testing to see if he would follow.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caradoc</strong> on <strong>24-05-2016, 09:27:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/40/Gabemask.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Gabe, #2447</span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> Theater<br><strong>When: </strong> Friday dusk, week 1<br><strong>Who:</strong> Kitty<br><strong>Status: </strong> Closed<br><hr><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Gabe took in a deep breath at her touch. Kitty was very good at her job, and definitely wasn’t shy. Her light touch along his cock was driving him crazy already. All of this was strange to him, but giving him a rush- a woman he didn’t really know touching him this way, both of them naked in public, or at least not in a bedroom somewhere, and the knowledge that anyone could just walk in at any point and see them... or eve join in. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He followed her, getting a vague impression of the room. The screen was huge. Between the few chairs and the pillows, it was definitely a place given over to comfort and enjoyment. A small corner of his brain wondered about the wisdom of painting a room in a place like this white, but most of him was focused on the gorgeous naked woman who was teasing his cock with her touch.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Following h er direction, he lowered himself gently to the cushions, moving slowly in deference to her hand on him. He didn’t want some kind of accident if he threw himself down on the pillows, or tripped, which was more likely. Gabe wondered what she had planned, but that was part of the point of all this for him. To not have things planed out all the time and broaden his horizons. He ran his eyes over her and couldn’t help smiling. She was perfect, and naked, and with him. Life was good. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>02-06-2016, 06:46:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/BlueCatMask.jpg)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/e2/35/71/e23571b4625c72e202139485c46cf6a9.jpg)</div></div></div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Kitty, Escort &amp; Guide (Staff)</span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> among the cushions<br><strong>When: </strong> Friday evening, week 1<br><strong>Who: </strong>&nbsp; Gabe<br><strong>Status: </strong> Closed<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Kitty guided Gabe among the cushions, allowed him to make himself comfortable, taking as much time as he needed. She remembered the first time she was here and thought that he must feel much the same way, with perhaps a pressure to perform added to it all.<br><br>She was tensed, concerned that she would be watched and judged on her performance. Too quiet, too loud, cums too quickly, or not quickly enough, was she faking, was she good… As the month passed, she came to the point of thinking that if they stayed to stare at her being fucked, then they must enjoy the show, otherwise distractions weren't few in a place like this.<br><br>Kitty laid beside Gabe on her side, placing the cushions in a way that would allow her just a small boost of height. She leaned toward him, to kiss his neck. Before her lips touched the skin of his neck, she whispered softly. "I know you want to touch me. I want you to; just let it all go. There's no such thing as privacy here, no reason to hold back as long as your partner is willing." Her hand gave his shaft a long, slow, upward stroke and engaged on the way down without waiting. "I am quite willing, you are very handsome." And her lips pressed against the side of his neck.</div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival Club ~ Pillow Pit &amp; Home Theater</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caradoc</strong> on <strong>04-06-2016, 20:29:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/40/Gabemask.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Gabe, #2447</span></span><br><strong>Where: </strong> Theater<br><strong>When: </strong> Friday dusk, week 1<br><strong>Who:</strong> Kitty<br><strong>Status: </strong> Closed<br><hr><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Gabe was breathing much faster now. Like a broken record, the thought kept going through his head that he couldn’t believe this was happening. This gorgeous woman was offering herself to him. He took in a deep shuddering breath when at her lips on his neck, her hand on his cock. He let out a low moan at her words.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nodding, he took her at her word. Slowly, tremulously, he reached his hand out to her. Gabe slid his hand over her skin, stroking her cheek, her throat. He moved his hand to her breast, cupping it, feeling the weight and heat of her in his hand. His fingers closed on her nipple, stroking, feeling it grow hard under his touch. He licked his lips, wanting to taste her, but also not wanting to move her hand from him, or her lips away from his neck.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She wasn’t protesting and her body was reacting in approval, making him grow bolder. He slid his hand lower, feeling her smooth skin down her ribs, over her belly. Surprised at himself, but feeling the growing lust and desire, he kept moving. Finally, he rolled on his side slowly, wanting to see her face. Eyes on hers, moving slowly, he slid his finger along her thigh and then up inside her. He began a slow stroking ,wanting to give her some of the pleasure she had already given him. Part of him was worried someone would walk in and see them, but another part of him, a voice he’d not listened to his whole life, almost hoped someone would. 
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