Masquerade - Private Rooms
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				Title: <strong>Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>16-05-2011, 21:24:57</strong>
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				Down a dark hall way a line of doors are illuminated just enough to read the name plates on the doors. Some read a name of an employee and some are much more specific in their descriptions, names like torture chamber and class room pop out at you as you pass towards your intended destination.<br><br><strong>The Torture Chamber </strong><br>(http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/LimitlessNIkkie/quest.jpg)<br><br><strong>The Class Room</strong><br>(http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/LimitlessNIkkie/dasqsd.jpg)<br><br><strong>Center Stage</strong><br>(http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/LimitlessNIkkie/stage.jpg)<br><br><strong>Doctors Office</strong><br>(http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/LimitlessNIkkie/imagessdfe.jpg)<br><br><strong>The Office</strong><br>(http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/LimitlessNIkkie/imagesfff.jpg)<br><br><strong>The Red Room</strong><br>(http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/LimitlessNIkkie/imagessdfsdf.jpg)<br><br><strong>Ever's Room</strong><br>(http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/LimitlessNIkkie/BedroomDesign10.jpg)<br><br><strong>Sasha's Room</strong><br>(http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/LimitlessNIkkie/my-future-bedroom-548x324.jpg)<br><br><strong>Kelly's Room</strong><br>Coming Soon!<br><br><strong>Kat's Room</strong><br>(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/bedroom4.jpg)
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				Post by: <strong>Richardson</strong> on <strong>17-05-2011, 06:14:43</strong>
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				<strong>Ever's Room</strong><br><br>Stephen's eyes had to adjust to the strange, dark room with odd floating lights that he threatened to bump into.&nbsp; There was a certain intimidating starkness to it.&nbsp; Very little furniture aside from the large, low to the ground bed that drew his attention.&nbsp; The place felt like an art installation.&nbsp; Everything seemed to be placed perfectly with the end result being a beautiful space that felt infinitely large.&nbsp; The way the walls stretched up and then curved towards the ceiling made it almost feel like some sci-fi setting which only served to pique Stephen's interests more.&nbsp; "So...this is all very...wow."&nbsp; He spun around, trying to take it all in before reminding himself just why he was here.&nbsp; Looking at Ever in the new light, he felt his heart start to race.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>17-05-2011, 06:29:27</strong>
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				Ever smiled as he took in the room. She'd designed it with the idea that nothing else was needed to distract from what was intended to happen in the room with the added interest of the lights was to create a space as unworldly as the rest of the club and since they could be moved as needed they caused no problem. Hidden shelving behind the head board the room provided any toys she would need and didn't distract from the minimalism of the room over all.<br><br>Her smile grew as he made his comment and she stepped into his space leaving only a few inches between them "Will this do?" She asked sliding her hands up his chest her fingers itching to slide along his skin as she looked up at him, blue eyes sparkling in the low light behind the mask that revealed as much as it hid. 
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				Post by: <strong>Richardson</strong> on <strong>17-05-2011, 06:36:21</strong>
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				<strong>Ever's Room</strong><br>Her hands on his chest drew all his attention.&nbsp; They were soft yet strong and he knew he would be well taken care of.&nbsp; Free from prying eyes, he let himself drink in her body and that dress, his eyes roaming over every inch of her.&nbsp; He put his own hands on the sides of her waist, unsure exactly what to do but wanting to try and show a little initiative.&nbsp; With a slight tug, he pulled her closer to him, looking down at her and realizing how much shorter than he she was.&nbsp; He allowed one hand to travel up the side of her dress, feeling the alternating stripes of fabric skin fabric beneath his finger tips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>17-05-2011, 06:54:29</strong>
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				Ever hummed softly in pleasure as his hand moved up the side of her body the dress providing a teasing sensation of being dressed one moment, then not the next second. Agile fingers moved down his shirt freeing buttons till it hung open off his shoulders and she slide her hands over the expanse of his chest up to his shoulders gently caressing him. Leaning up she pressed feather light kisses along his jaw before wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him leaning her body fully against his as she kissed him gently her tongue tracing along his lower lip enticing him to open to her kiss.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Richardson</strong> on <strong>17-05-2011, 13:39:05</strong>
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				<strong>Ever's Room</strong><br>The kiss sent explosions through his brain, even as he felt her body pressed up against his bare chest.&nbsp; He returned it in full, opening to her hot mouth and allowing her tongue access to his.&nbsp; His hand moved tentatively to her ass and slowly pulled up the dress' material she could feel her bare cheeks against his palm, letting his finger graze over her underwear.&nbsp; He was amazed out how flawlessly smooth her ass was, how it curved perfectly down until it met her legs.&nbsp; His other hand came to her neck and held her tight to him.&nbsp; He was acting purely on instinct, his mind unsure of what was expected of him but his body merely reaching out and gorging itself on her soft, beautiful body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>17-05-2011, 23:27:45</strong>
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				She moaned softly into the kiss as his hand ran over her ass and he pulled her closer. Desire ran up her spine and her pale skin flushed with it. This was the part of her life she loved as the cool professional feel away and she could immerse herself in the pleasure of having a man touch her and touching him in return. She pushed his shirt off his shoulders so it pooled at his elbows and ran her hands up again and into his hair holding him as she kissed him her kiss turning hungry as she rubbed her body against him wanting closer but holding herself back not wanting to rush him too much.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Richardson</strong> on <strong>17-05-2011, 23:42:38</strong>
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				His shirt fell away to reveal a body kept trim by regular if not obsessive working out.&nbsp; A small patch of hair sat at the centre of his chest and trailed downwards, turning to a soft down as it met his belly button.&nbsp; His lips were hungry for her own and he alternated smaller ones with larger more exploratory overtures.<br><br>After a few moments, he broke from the kiss briefly to look her in the eye and say, "I've never had a girl...use her mouth...on me."&nbsp; He felt a deep crimson start to spread up his neck and across his cheeks as he confessed to this simple little desire he had never had fulfilled.&nbsp; Part of him wondered if she would slap him across the face and send him packing.&nbsp; He was glad, at least, that the mask hid some of the blush.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 00:04:27</strong>
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				In the low light she could just see the crimson blush that came over him as he made the confession. She couldn't help thinking how cute it was and pressed a hand to his lower cheek feeling the heat of it against her palm. Desire reflected in her eyes as she smiled up at him "I love being a first." She said licking her lips softly taking a step away from him and trailed her hands down his body as she went to her knees in front of him.<br><br>Agile fingers undid him belt and released the fastening of his pants. With fluid movements she slide his pants how his legs then reached for his boxers sliding them down as well. Glancing up at him to watch his reaction she slide her fingertips along his length with one hand while caressing his balls in slow circular motions with the other before dipping her head forward and sliding her tongue over him circling the head of him before slowly easing the head of him into the warm cavern of her mouth sucking softly.
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				Post by: <strong>Richardson</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 03:46:39</strong>
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				The sensation was unlike anything he could ever have dreamed.&nbsp; He had watched girls do this in grainy little videos and beat off to his shame but that was but a shadow of a whisper compared to the hot reality of skin on skin.&nbsp; Letting a guttural moan escape his lips he took hold of her head, his fingers combing through to reach her soft scalp.&nbsp; Her hands were like painter's as they masterfully stroked him to hardness and her mouth...words would be an insult.<br><br>He allowed himself to look down at her, the cleft between her breasts just visible underneath his cock, he focused on their hypnotic swaying in that tight dress.&nbsp; Bringing one hand down, he just allowed himself to graze the outside of one breast with his middle finger, feeling the fabric against his skin and moaning both at her mouth and at the feeling of that solitary tit.&nbsp; He could die now and it would have all been worthwhile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 06:16:06</strong>
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				Her lips curled in a smile around him when she heard him moan, heat slipped threw her body when his hand went into her hair an echo of one of her favorite positions and her body warmed with desire fired by his taste on her tongue and his own reactions to her. She hummed lightly as she took him further into her mouth so he just entered her throat before she pulled back only to do it again. Her tongue twirled around him and her fingertips traced intricate patterns over his balls as they caressed him.<br><br>She kept a steady pace that was on the slower side, giving him time to enjoy himself fully. she wanted him on the brink of control, wanting, yearning. She was determined to leave him with a memory that would fire his blood and leave him needy any time he thought about it.<br><br>With that in mind she increased the suction hollowing her cheeks as she took him fully into her throat and hummed around him increasing the pace just slight as she went down on him, her thong growing damp with the though of him coming in her mouth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Richardson</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 13:18:48</strong>
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				His cock was in heaven.&nbsp; Actual heaven.&nbsp; His hands instinctively held her close to him, not wanting her to stop.&nbsp; Not wanting to let her stop.&nbsp; He could feel his knees threaten to buckle beneath him.&nbsp; When the time came, he said in a breathless voice, "I'm gonna come."&nbsp; He wanted to warn her in case she didn't want to receive a mouthful of his seed.&nbsp; A part of him didn't want to give her a choice but just make her take what he had.&nbsp; It was a violent thought and it frightened him a little.&nbsp; It also succeeded in turning him on completely and soon his cock was just on the verge of exploding.
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				Post by: <strong>Changeling</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 23:05:57</strong>
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				<strong>Kat's room </strong><br><br>Tarik followed Kat like a little puppy. He was happy to be given a chance or taken for a ride, whichever way it went. He followed her silently, watching her hips sway from side to side. The short dress that she was wearing accentuated her legs, he let his eyes glide from her feet up to her round ass, which moved gracefully under her tight dress. He could very well see the curvature of her cheeks, wondering if she was wearing anything under it or not. Her hair looked so beautiful bouncing over her shoulders, it was like if he was following an angel to the heaven.<br><br>She had not looked back even once at him. He walked closer to her till he could almost smell her hair. " I have always wanted to be a masseuse since my childhood. It was my childhood dream", he babled as she went to a room with her name on it. " Thanks for giving me a chance to fulfill my dream", he said eagerly awaiting with bated breadth on what lay inside the room.
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				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 00:22:24</strong>
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				<strong>Kat's Room</strong><br><br>Kat smiled as he came up behind her. With her hand on her doorknob she turned her head and offered him her first smile since they'd left the ballroom, the first look since she'd simply expected him to follow her, "My dear Mr. Tarik, that is what the Masquerade is for...to fulfill those dreams in our power to fulfill."<br><br>Opening her door she led him into a room that was large and full of light. Large windows would let in much of the sun during the day, while recessed lighting kept it well lit, but soft looking, in the night. She hadn't bothered drawing the shades that were actually recessed in the tops of the windows themselves, preferring to let the city's lights shine in like thousands of grounded stars, "Welcome to my parlor..." she said with a soft chuckle as she closed the door behind him.<br><br>From one of the closets she pulled out her own massage table and a bottle of unscented oil that she kept for when her own clients wished her to massage <em>them</em>. It would be unique having a client massage her. Flashing a soft smile at Tarik he finally got the answers to questions he hadn't asked when she removed her mask and laid it gently on a table beside her bed, and pulled her dress over her head, revealing nothing but soft skin underneath. There was no shame in her movements, no hesitation, just a sure confidence in herself and her skills. This was a woman who had never been ashamed of her body and had no intention of ever become so.<br><br>With a smile still on her lips she slipped up onto the table and stretched out on her stomach, "Feel free to begin whenever you feel comfortable doing so Mr. Tarik."
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				Post by: <strong>Changeling</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 01:03:08</strong>
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				<strong>Kat's room</strong><br><br>Tarik followed her into the room. It was beautifully lighted, the view of the city from the open windows was so soothing. Las Vegas can look so beautiful, so at peace, he had never imagined. He looked around and noticed the exquisite artwork on the walk. He was no painter himself, but had an eye for the creative, and his eye told him this girl had an fabulous sense of taste in art.<br><br>"Your room is so lovely", Tarik complemented just before turning to see her. His movement stopped in mid air as she had pulled out the table and undressed. He was able to see a glance of her face before she turned and lay down on the table. The impact of her blue eyes had increased manifold without the mask, the tiny freckles on her skin complemented her delicate features. With a swift graceful movement she lay down on the table, there was no apprehension in her body language. " But not as lovely as you", he completed his sentence after a longish pause.<br><br>Her silky hair were covering her neck, and a good part of her shoulders and upper back. They presented quite a contrast to her fair skin. And what was that, an elaborate tattoo on her back. Her back tapered to a thin waist, and then widening into her hips. Tarik stood there taking in her beauty and wondered god must have spent an eternity sculpting her. Her ass rose from her lower back like a sand dune and then gave way to those amazing legs. He wanted to say something to her, but ran short of the words.<br><br>Tarik walked up to the table, and then gently brushed her hair to one side with his hand. He could now see her shapely neck and shoulders. " I will start here", he said gently touching her neck with his fingers, " and please call m Tarik, not Mr Tarik". He gently scoped her neck and then shoulders with his hand guessing how much pressure she can take. Her skin felt so smooth under his hands. He poured some oil near base of her neck, "here we go". Skillfully he started spreading the oil with his hands to top of her neck and then to her shoulders in a curved motion.
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				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 01:16:13</strong>
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				"Thank you Tarik," she said, her voice nearly a husky purr as he started to kneed her flesh. With a small smile she added softly, "Don't be afraid to push, I look delicate but I promise not to break and some of the knots I get are tough to work out. I'm used to a bit of rough handling," she added before letting her eyes fall closed and leaving her body in his hands.<br><br>His touch seemed skilled but slightly uncertain and she wondered how often he actually got the chance to do this. No doubt he was used to hanging around groupies looking to sleep with him just to be able to say they had fucked a celebrity (yes she'd recognized him) but she wasn't like that. Granted she would likely be having sex with him but he was the client, their time would be about him and he had said he wanted to massage her. Only a fool would turn down that offer! If it worked up to sex that would be wonderful but she would never speak a word of it.<br><br>That was part of the point of the masks, it was a symbol that the staff here was discreet and would keep their clients secrets. If they could fulfill their clients fantasies they did. If he just wanted to work on her body and talk she would oblige him, if he wanted sex as well, she would oblige him there too and ensure that both of them were satisfied.<br><br>"So Tarik, how did you find our little corner of Sin City?"
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				Post by: <strong>Changeling</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 02:02:08</strong>
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				<strong>Kat's room</strong><br><br>"Wonderful, so far. I think I am just starting, there is so much more to explore", he replied to her question about their cozy little corner. His hands had now gotten a good idea about her necks and back. " Ok warm up is over". Tarik placed finger of his hands on both sides of center of her neck, and started isolating and kneading individual muscles on her neck. He was applying fair amount of pressure, trying to find and massage each of the individual muscle on her neck. He finished off the neck by running his thumbs down the&nbsp; center from top of the neck to base.<br><br>Then he turned his attention to her shoulders. Starting from the outside he moved in kneading her shoulder blades with his fingers. Moving them in circular fashion, he could feel her muscles under his fingers. She had amazingly fit body for someone her size. He then moved down along her spinal cord. His thumbs on her spinal cords, moving down and outwards, and her fingers kneading the outside areas. His hands moved down slowly, taking special care of her lower back. He then moved his thumbs in a straight line along her spine, with strong pressure pushing her muscles, down to her tail bone, just where her lovely ass crack started. " stop me if this hurts", he said before starting with his karate chops special. Then he bombarded her back, up and down, both sides, with gently chops from side of his hands. He knew they won't slap the skin, but the experience will be intense if you can take a bit of pounding.<br><br>After pounding her back for a while, Tarik went straight for her foot. He turned her leg at knee, and lifted the lower part of her leg. He took her petite foot in his hands, and went about massaging it, kneading and applying pressure on her knuckles. " You have got beautiful feet", as he started needing her leg moving down from the foot. He kept hsi face sideways on back of her foot, while oiling and kneeding her leg till the knee. After he was satisfied with his work on one leg, he did the same for other.<br><br>He lay down her leg on the table and took a moment to take in her beauty. Then he took the oil and poured it on back of her thigh to her ass cheek and did the same for other leg. " This is going to be fun", he thought.
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				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 02:16:21</strong>
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				<strong>Kat's Room</strong><br><br>She knew she should be talking to him, saying something, anything, to keep the conversation flowing and interesting...but once he got to really working on her all talking ceased. All thoughts ceased, all she could manage to do was lay there and enjoy having him work on her. He wasn't as practiced as the staff here was but he wasn't clueless either and clearly had studied somewhere, even if he hadn't had the chance to practice much.<br><br>When he lifted her foot she gave a low groan of pleasure and felt her body relaxing even more. Many people stored tension in their backs, she stored it in her feet and palms. If he kept that up she was going to be limp and pliant without his ever hitting an erogenous zone! As he lifted the second foot she simply shuddered in pleasure, her body relaxing all the more, muscles feeling nearly boneless now and her breathing deep and contented.<br><br>As long as he didn't stop, she'd let him do damn near anything just then!
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				Post by: <strong>lips and thorns</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 17:03:08</strong>
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				<strong>Torture Room - Dimitri &amp; Kat</strong><br><br>Indeed, Dimitri took advantage of their walk from the ball room to enjoy the sight of Katherine's body.&nbsp; She could be a dancer or a gymnast he supposed, taking in the tone of her body, her grace and dexterity.&nbsp; But here, here was another art which could benefit from such physical assets.&nbsp; It was the sport he chose as well.<br><br>She was aroused, he sensed, which pleased him.&nbsp; There was no point of being with a woman, even a hired woman, if she could not be aroused by the act.&nbsp; Dimitri enjoyed all sorts of women, but the ones like Katherine he savored the most, the ones who were made ready simply by the way he treated them.&nbsp; It was simply his words and his demeanor which he had given her so far, and already she was his.&nbsp; It was a good beginning.<br><br>"This room will do nicely," he told her as she paused at the Torture Room.&nbsp; He glanced at the label.&nbsp; "A harsh name, but accurate.&nbsp; Torture can mean so many things."&nbsp; He gestured then for her to open the door, he would follow her in.<br><br>He'd been here before, of course.&nbsp; The decor was not what he would prefer, but the equipment was unparalleled.&nbsp; Sometimes if he planned ahead he'd have them locate some of the items in a more pleasing room.&nbsp; But tonight this would do, he felt the focus was going to be on Katherine.&nbsp; On giving her what she needed.<br><br>Closing the door as he came in, Dimitri locked it, marking it as occupied.&nbsp; With his hand on Kat's back he led her to the center of the room in the open space, turning her to face toward the door.&nbsp; He then walked back and seated himself in a simple chair that was waiting there.&nbsp; Sitting again, as still and watchful as he had been in the ball room, he steepled his fingers together and looked the girl over.&nbsp; "I want you to simply stand there, Katherine."&nbsp; His eyes never left her as he sat, the silence in the room drawing out, the items of torture and pleasure arrayed around her in every direction.
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				Post by: <strong>Changeling</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 17:51:18</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=107056.msg4663378#msg4663378">Quote from: Caela on 19-05-2011, 02:16:21</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Kat's Room</strong><br><br>She knew she should be talking to him, saying something, anything, to keep the conversation flowing and interesting...but once he got to really working on her all talking ceased. All thoughts ceased, all she could manage to do was lay there and enjoy having him work on her. He wasn't as practiced as the staff here was but he wasn't clueless either and clearly had studied somewhere, even if he hadn't had the chance to practice much.<br><br>When he lifted her foot she gave a low groan of pleasure and felt her body relaxing even more. Many people stored tension in their backs, she stored it in her feet and palms. If he kept that up she was going to be limp and pliant without his ever hitting an erogenous zone! As he lifted the second foot she simply shuddered in pleasure, her body relaxing all the more, muscles feeling nearly boneless now and her breathing deep and contented.<br><br>As long as he didn't stop, she'd let him do damn near anything just then!<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><strong>Kat's room</strong><br><br>Tarik was feeling hot after the physical exertion of massaging the svelte lady lying on the massage table. He removed his shirt to reveal his slim body, not that Kat was looking at him. He kept it on the side, and started with her legs. He spread the oil on her legs with directed and forceful strokes. He could feel her body her relaxed compared to when they had started, and her muscles felt like butter in his hands. He started massaging her legs moving from knees upwards, taking special care of the inner part of her legs. He carefully kneaded them, taking care to not touch her pussy, but massaging all around it. Then his attention turned to her soft round ass, all this dance was a prelude for just this moment. He spread the oil on her cheeks, and then did something he considered to be his master invention. Tarik placed his hands on her ass, and started shaking them in rapid, forceful but measured strokes. His hands were like a blur as they shook her ass, he could see it turn red as the blood flow increased in them. He finished it off by rapidly slapping her ass with his fingers, till it was red with the blood.<br><br>Tarik gave her a moment to recover, and quickly pulled up a pillow from her bed. "Here Kat, slide it under you", as he helped lift up her hips and slide the pillow under her, raising her ass in the air. Then in a swift motion, he went to her feet, and pulled her a little in his direction, so that a part of her lower legs was hanging over the table. Tarik started by kissing her feet, those lovely feet of hers, and moved up her legs kissing along the way, spreading them so that he was between them. He kissed her soft inner thighs, his eyes fixed on her beautifull swollen pussy lips, he could see some wetness there. He moved further gently touching her pussy lips with his finger squeezing them together, causing some of her juices to flow out and wet the lips. Tarik placed his lips on hers, and sucked off her juices, "mmm", he moaned, she was so tasty. But it had to wait. He spread her ass cheeks with his hands, and then moved his tongue up from her pussy to skin between it and her puckered anus. He slowly dragged it upwards, touching the outer rim of her anus and moving up her ass crack. Tarik did this couple of times, just like licking an ice cream cone. Then he moved his left hand down to gentle massage her pussy, nibbling her clitoris with one of his fingers. But her anus had all the attention of his tongue. He flicked it with his tongue, then circling the rim with his tongue. He could see it pucker, like it was inviting his tongue to come one. He applied some pressure to her opening with his tongue, but pulled out the exact moment it was about to slip into it. He teased her for few times, before he did not pull it out, and let his warm tongue slide in a little in her ass hole. It was so tight, so soft from inside. He circled it from inside with this tongue, feeling her soft tissue, stimulating it. His own hardness was straining to get out of his pants, as his tongue moved in and out of her puckered hole, and other hand massages her pulsating wet pussy.<br><br>He was ready to take it up a notch, was she?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 17:54:53</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Kat with Dimitri ~ Torture Room</span></span><br><br>Kat opened the door and stepped inside, moving to the side so that He could enter and letting her eyes fall to the floor much like a well trained servant. Waiting for him to enter. If he'd come in an moved away she would have closed the door but he did that himself, the soft "snick" of the lock making her breath catch and her body tremble slightly in anticipation. Her breathing was already slightly faster and more shallow but those were the only indications that she might be slightly nervous now that she was here.<br><br>The room was harsh and stark, the equipment in it obvious and it's uses clear but not overly aesthetically pleasing. She wished that Ever would let her rearrange things a bit but it was the way it was. Before she could think of anything to say she felt his hand at the small of her back. It was the first time he'd touched her and she couldn't stop the shiver that raced down her spine, or the tiniest of whimpers that filled her throat. She wanted him, wanted what she knew he could do to her, and was already eager for it.<br><br>Letting him place as he wanted her she stood still and quiet, his order to just stand there coming before she could ask a question or turn to look at him. The only change she made in her stance, after he spoke, was to widen it slightly so that she could stand in her heels for as long as he wanted her to. She didn't move, she didn't speak. He'd told her to stand and so she would despite being able to feel his eyes on her and wondering what he was thinking as he sat behind her. Remaining silent was the hardest part but he hadn't told her to entertain him, or speak to him. He'd told her in the Ballroom to do exactly as he instructed and she was following his order to the letter. Waiting, letting the silence draw out, while she gaze out at the door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 18:12:51</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=107056.msg4665946#msg4665946">Quote from: Changeling on 19-05-2011, 17:51:18</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Kat's room</strong><br><br>Tarik was feeling hot after the physical exertion of massaging the svelte lady lying on the massage table. He removed his shirt to reveal his slim body, not that Kat was looking at him. He kept it on the side, and started with her legs. He spread the oil on her legs with directed and forceful strokes. He could feel her body her relaxed compared to when they had started, and her muscles felt like butter in his hands. He started massaging her legs moving from knees upwards, taking special care of the inner part of her legs. He carefully kneaded them, taking care to not touch her pussy, but massaging all around it. Then his attention turned to her soft round ass, all this dance was a prelude for just this moment. He spread the oil on her cheeks, and then did something he considered to be his master invention. Tarik placed his hands on her ass, and started shaking them in rapid, forceful but measured strokes. His hands were like a blur as they shook her ass, he could see it turn red as the blood flow increased in them. He finished it off by rapidly slapping her ass with his fingers, till it was red with the blood.<br><br>Tarik gave her a moment to recover, and quickly pulled up a pillow from her bed. "Here Kat, slide it under you", as he helped lift up her hips and slide the pillow under her, raising her ass in the air. Then in a swift motion, he went to her feet, and pulled her a little in his direction, so that a part of her lower legs was hanging over the table. Tarik started by kissing her feet, those lovely feet of hers, and moved up her legs kissing along the way, spreading them so that he was between them. He kissed her soft inner thighs, his eyes fixed on her beautifull swollen pussy lips, he could see some wetness there. He moved further gently touching her pussy lips with his finger squeezing them together, causing some of her juices to flow out and wet the lips. Tarik placed his lips on hers, and sucked off her juices, "mmm", he moaned, she was so tasty. But it had to wait. He spread her ass cheeks with his hands, and then moved his tongue up from her pussy to skin between it and her puckered anus. He slowly dragged it upwards, touching the outer rim of her anus and moving up her ass crack. Tarik did this couple of times, just like licking an ice cream cone. Then he moved his left hand down to gentle massage her pussy, nibbling her clitoris with one of his fingers. But her anus had all the attention of his tongue. He flicked it with his tongue, then circling the rim with his tongue. He could see it pucker, like it was inviting his tongue to come one. He applied some pressure to her opening with his tongue, but pulled out the exact moment it was about to slip into it. He teased her for few times, before he did not pull it out, and let his warm tongue slide in a little in her ass hole. It was so tight, so soft from inside. He circled it from inside with this tongue, feeling her soft tissue, stimulating it. His own hardness was straining to get out of his pants, as his tongue moved in and out of her puckered hole, and other hand massages her pulsating wet pussy.<br><br>He was ready to take it up a notch, was she?<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br><strong>Kat and Tarik ~ Kat's Room</strong><br><br>Kat wasn't surprised when his attention became far more sexual. The slapping to her ass had been a bit of surprise, she hadn't figured him for the type, but it hadn't been unpleasant, just a surprise. Then he was shifting her position, lifting her ass and making her body more accessible for himself. He was ready to move forward and so was she. <br><br>When his lips started working up her legs she gave a soft moan and shivered slightly, her thighs parting just a bit to give him access to the most intimate part of her body and her hips lifting slightly on their own, offering the flesh he wanted to him. She should have suspected he would focus on her ass but again he surprised her, his tongue working the tender flesh of her anus with a skill she rarely saw and an amount of attention that was almost unheard of.<br><br>There was no artifice in the way she moved for him, pushing her hips up to press against the taunting of his tongue on her flesh. The man had skill! <em>This</em> was something he clearly got to practice and that she had no problems giving to him! With his fingers on her pussy as well she was groaning eagerly, the slick walls of her pussy clenching and hungry, eager for him to move forward, to use more than just his tongue and fingers on her.<br><br>"More, Tarik!" she gasped softly, "Please!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Changeling</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 19:30:05</strong>
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				<strong>Kat and Tarik ~ Kat's Room</strong><br><br>That was all be needed to hear. He placed a hard deep kiss on her anus before standing back and dropped his pants in one go. This was something he had a lot of practice in. He climbed up the table and sat lightly on her legs with his knees to her side. He was sure his light weight won't be a problem for her, and her heaving hips confirmed it for him. <br><br>Tarik's cock was rock hard by now and was seeking some attention. He spread her cheeks and placed his hot dick in her ass crack, the squeezing her ass cheeks over it. He just wanted it to get used to her or probably just one of his quirks. After a few moments, he lifted it out and spread her ass hole slightly with his fingers. He took the massage oil and poured it on her puckering hole, triggering a sudden movement from her. He rubbed the oil around and in with his fingers, making it clear to her where he was going.<br><br>But what was Tarik, if not full of surprises. He suddenly lifted her up a little by holding her hips, and placed his thick head right between her pussy lips. Then with a sure and graceful movement her enter her, pushing as deep as deep as he could go. He stayed there for a moment to let her pussy adjust to it. Then as quickly as he went in, he pulled it out of her. His cock was dripping with her juices, a wide smile came on his face.<br><br>Then came the other twist. He spread her cheeks with one hand, and guided his wet cock to her oily, but small tight ass hole. He placed the tip of his cock on the tiny opening, and applied gentle pressure on it. He waited for it to open up, and then slid the head of his dick in centimeter by centimeter. Again showing lot of patience, he waited for her ass to come to terms with his cock. When her muscles relaxed, he pushed it in with gentle force, till he could not see any part of it and his balls were touching her pussy. He pulled back and started thrusting her with a gentle pace at beginning and increasing it over time.<br><br>"How do you like it, Kat", he whispered in her ear as he slapped her ass gently with his hand. Like every entertainer he wanted to know, what his muse was feeling.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lips and thorns</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 19:53:20</strong>
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				<strong>Torture Room - Dimitri &amp; Kat</strong><br><br>Dimitri sat for what seemed an inordinate amount of time in silence.&nbsp; He did not ask her to do anything, but simply watched her.&nbsp; He knew that she was already aroused coming into the room.&nbsp; A period of waiting, of empty space, would not cool her ardor but heighten it.&nbsp; It allowed him to enjoy her body from afar, observe how keenly she wanted to follow his direction.&nbsp; It allowed him to think about what to do with her.<br><br>Finally, when he was sure she was wondering if he would ever do anything, he spoke.&nbsp; "I want you to reach down and raise your dress to your waist.&nbsp; I want you to show me your panties."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 21:10:17</strong>
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				<strong>Kat and Tarik ~ Kat's Room </strong><br><br>Kat loved it when they surprised her. So many clients were predictable, not necessarily unpleasant, but she knew what was coming before they did it. It took some of the edge off. Tarik was a surprise. When he plunged into her pussy she cried out and her fingers clenched on the table supporting them, her body clenching down tightly as if that slick tunnel would trap him inside of her. It couldn't of course and when he pulled free of her body she gave a mewling whimper and looked back at him over her shoulder, her eyes accusing and pleading at the same time.<br><br>Then he came to her again, this time where she'd thought he'd go before. She felt him pressing past that tight ring and gave a low groan, while her body trembled and her fingers clutched at the bed once more. When he set his rhythm, moving in and out of her eager, trembling, body, she began to move with him, rocking her hips to meet him, the tight ring of her anus clenching down on him, trying to take him deeper despite knowing he couldn't push any further into her.<br><br>The slap to her ass, the voice in her ear, drew low whimpers from her throat and she twisted her head once more, staring at him from lust glazed eyes, "Don't stop Tarik, please don't even think of stopping!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 21:16:51</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Kat and Dimitri ~ Torture Room</span></span><br><br>Silence. It stretched out around her until she wanted to squirm and turn to look at him but she didn't. His command held her as still as any sort of bondage he could have applied to her flesh. She was his for this time, her only job to please him, to obey him, and it pleased him to make her stand still, to make her wait, to test her and see if she truly would rise to his expectations and obey his will.<br><br>It was a test she wouldn't fail.<br><br>At last he spoke and her body trembled. Heat coursing under her skin and making her cheeks blush with color that he couldn't see from behind her. He didn't tell her to face him, or give her permission to speak and so she simply did as she was told. At her sides her fingers moved, gently rolling the hem of her dress, not bunching it randomly, up and up. She made a show of it for him, slowly revealing the long line of her legs, the bottom curve of her ass and then the panties he'd requested to see.<br><br>She didn't know if he'd be surprised or not. Under such a dress, most girls would have worn a thong, or nothing at all. Katherine was wearing a pair of high cut boy short panties in the same color and lace design as her dress. They clung to her flesh like a second skin and were cut high enough that the bottom curve of her ass was revealed, like a taunt, daring anyone that could see them to take advantage of her sweet flesh.<br><br>With her panties revealed she went still, her breathing shallow, body quivering with need but held taut and waiting...eager for his next command.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lips and thorns</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 23:11:32</strong>
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				She was well-trained, or a natural, the way she kept her pose, not looking around to see what Dimitri was doing, but simply following his instructions.&nbsp; She knew how to show herself off, the way she lifted her dress.&nbsp; And the way she dressed.&nbsp; She could not see, but Dimitri's eyebrows rose in appreciation at the sight of her panties.&nbsp; It was a very nice look, blending in with the dress.&nbsp; Her thighs and ass were shapely, soft and curved.&nbsp; They invited his touch but he did not move yet.<br><br>He let her stand like that for a long moment, not responding, simply watching her hold up her dress.&nbsp; "Lovely," he commented finally.&nbsp; "It will be a shame to take those off.&nbsp; We'll just have to let them be for now."&nbsp; Dimitri finally stood up, walking slowly towards her, moving to be behind her out of her vision completely.&nbsp; "Pull it up higher now, I want to see your back, your stomach."&nbsp; He moved close enough to trail a single fingertip along the bottom curve of her ass, feeling how smooth and firm the flesh was.&nbsp; As the dress rose he walked in a circle around her, his eyes on the curve of her abdomen, the line of her rib cage.&nbsp; <br><br>Dimitri stopped in front of her, just a few inches away, his eyes on hers now.&nbsp; "Now raise it he rest of the way, show me your breasts, Katherine."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 00:45:35</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Kat and Dimitri ~Torture Room</span></span><br><br>She heard the soft rustle of clothing and her body trembled. She knew he was moving but didn't know how. There was no way for her to know if he had stood, or simply shifted behind her. One thing she was sure of, he was still watching her, she could feel his eyes on her as surely as she would have felt a caress on her skin.<br><br>The he spoke and she knew he had moved. His voice was closer and it was all she could do not to whimper. This teasing revelation of her flesh to his gaze was maddening! She continued to roll the dress as he wanted, letting it fill her hands as it rose, revealing the soft line of pale flesh that was her back and stomach. Her back was smooth, the spine a sinuous curve under her skin that drew the eye down to the swell of her ass, while her belly was flat and firm but had just a touch of softness to it as well and that softness quivered, revealing her desire, as he moved around her with such a proprietary air.<br><br>She wanted him to touch her so badly!<br><br>There was no hesitation when he demanded more. She simply continued to roll the dress, lifting it higher, revealing the firm swell of her breasts bare and free, no bra enclosing their ripe firmness. Her skin was soft, pale and luminescent, it was clear she took excellent care of she skin as she did the rest of her body. Her breasts were high and firm, capped with nipple already drawn tight and their dusky color a stark contrast to the luminous skin around them.<br><br>If he wanted her to raise the dress any higher she would have to take it off.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Changeling</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 01:02:00</strong>
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				<strong>Kat and Tarik ~ Kat's Room</strong><br><br>Tarik barely smiled when he heard Kat implore him to go on, not that he was thinking of stopping anyway. Her face was looking so beautiful with those few pearls of perspiration combined the flushed redness of her cheeks. " I won't till you ask me".<br><br>He put his right arm under her and pulled her trembling body up so that she was on her knees and elbows. When he pulled her up, he had not anticipated that that her body will react in this way. He suddenly felt the ring of her anus tighten around his cock, as if it wanted to suck him in all the way. Tarik recovered from the kill grip or lets say kill grip spared him as Kat adjusted her position. <br><br>Tarik changed his thrusting motion to a more grinding one, moving his hips in more circular fashion, as his cock explored the deepest recesses of her ass. He moved his right hand forward grabbing her boobs, squeezing them teeth and started playing with her nipples, as hips moved in unison with her. The left hand moved down to her pussy, playing with her engorged clitoris. Then he slowly moved his fingers down touching her almost dripping vagina. " Oh my, someone really likes it", he cooed wetting his fingers with her juices.<br><br>He moved his wet fingers to her face, " you wanna taste some of yourself". His circular motion was becoming more rapid, and trusty , as he felt pressure building up in his loins.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lips and thorns</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 04:11:30</strong>
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				<strong>Torture Room - Dimitri &amp; Kat</strong><br><br>He stood there, close enough to lean forward and bump into her, his eyes following the movement of her dress, the slow exposure of her body.&nbsp; He stood there, taking it all in, as slow and patient as he had been the whole time, enjoying not only the view, but having this beautiful young creature expose herself at his command.&nbsp; <br><br>Finally his eyes slid up to meet her eyes, as she stood, poised, dress in hand.&nbsp; "Don't let go of the dress," he commanded in a soft voice.&nbsp; As he said it he reached out and with one hand gripped her left breast, cupping it, hefting it slightly, feeling its size and firmness.&nbsp; His thumb brushed across the breast, brushing over her nipple, and back again.&nbsp; She could feel the rough callous of his skin on the tender flesh.&nbsp; He began to move the breast in small circles.<br><br>His fingers began to press into the breast, firmer now, capturing it in her hand and beginning to squeeze it.&nbsp; "You know that I'm going to hurt you tonight, Katherine," he said to her, gazing into her eyes.&nbsp; His hand was pressing harder, twisting slightly.&nbsp; His thumb and forefinger slid to capture her nipple, swelling from the pressure of his grip.&nbsp; The fingers began to squeeze the sensitive bud, releasing to gently stroke it and then squeeze again tighter.&nbsp; "I'm going to hurt you and yo'ure going to ask me for more.&nbsp; &nbsp;And then you will beg me to stop.&nbsp; You will cum harder, I believe, than you ever have before.&nbsp; And you will cry."&nbsp; His hand began to pulse, loosening its grip, then tightening it, twisting a bit back and forth, kneading the flesh hard.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 08:40:15</strong>
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				<strong>Stephen and Ever - Ever's Room</strong><br><br>Ever moaned softly when he spoke his breathless voice making smile. She lifted her gaze for a moment to look at him her eyes shining behind her mask. She was truly enjoying herself. She increased the pace a bit more as she took him down her throat humming with pleasure around him. She slide her hands over his thighs as she gripped his hips&nbsp; her nails just skimming over his skin as she held on to him. She took him deep into her throat repressing the gag reflex as she did so her chin just bumping his balls before she pulled back and taking him as deep as possible again.<br><br>When he did come it hit the back of her throat and she swallowed quickly her nails digging into him slightly before she let go of him and curled her hands into fists on the floor. She moaned she she swallowed around him her desire peeking with the taste of him. When he stopped she took a few extra moments to lick him clean before pulling back and wiping her lips before standing up once more. There was a satisfied smile on her face as she slowly teased a fingertip up his chest, "Was it everything you though it would be?" She asked her voice low and intimate as she spoke.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Richardson</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 11:46:40</strong>
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				<strong>Stephen and Ever - Ever's Room</strong><br><br>Stephen's eyes closed and he groaned pitifully as he exploded in her hot mouth and felt her drink every last drop of him.&nbsp; It took him a moment to clear the flashes from his vision and to register just what she'd said.&nbsp; "I...I don't even know what I expected but yes.&nbsp; It was that and more.&nbsp; Thank you."&nbsp; He leaned in and kissed her, still tasting something of himself on her lips but not caring.&nbsp; His mind was too addled by his orgasm to care about anything more than the touch of her mouth and the feel of her body against his.&nbsp; Wrapping his arms around her, he let his hand slide down once again to that taut ass and he ran his fingers along its side in the contented heady feeling of his afterglow.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 22:47:17</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=107056.msg4667391#msg4667391">Quote from: Changeling on 20-05-2011, 01:02:00</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Kat and Tarik ~ Kat's Room</strong><br><br>Tarik barely smiled when he heard Kat implore him to go on, not that he was thinking of stopping anyway. Her face was looking so beautiful with those few pearls of perspiration combined the flushed redness of her cheeks. " I won't till you ask me".<br><br>He put his right arm under her and pulled her trembling body up so that she was on her knees and elbows. When he pulled her up, he had not anticipated that that her body will react in this way. He suddenly felt the ring of her anus tighten around his cock, as if it wanted to suck him in all the way. Tarik recovered from the kill grip or lets say kill grip spared him as Kat adjusted her position. <br><br>Tarik changed his thrusting motion to a more grinding one, moving his hips in more circular fashion, as his cock explored the deepest recesses of her ass. He moved his right hand forward grabbing her boobs, squeezing them teeth and started playing with her nipples, as hips moved in unison with her. The left hand moved down to her pussy, playing with her engorged clitoris. Then he slowly moved his fingers down touching her almost dripping vagina. " Oh my, someone really likes it", he cooed wetting his fingers with her juices.<br><br>He moved his wet fingers to her face, " you wanna taste some of yourself". His circular motion was becoming more rapid, and trusty , as he felt pressure building up in his loins.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br><strong>Kat and Tarik ~ Kat's Room</strong><br><br>He was right. Kat did like it. The hand on her breasts, toying with her nipple drew low groans from her but it was the hand that crept around, finger sliding into her aching, dripping pussy that made her body jerk and drew a cry from her lips. Pleasure rolled over her as he ground into her and his fingers toyed with such sensitive flesh. If he kept it up long she knew she'd be screaming for him.<br><br>The his fingers were in front of her, slick and warm with the evidence of her own arousal and she chuckled softly. Parting her lips she wrapped them around the offered fingers, her tongue licking and lips suckling as if they were a dick she was trying to pleasure and not fingers at all. This was why Kat was so good at her job, why many of her clients returned for her, she could get lost in them, lost in the pleasures they wanted from her body. She didn't have to fake her arousal or her orgasms, they came from deep inside, from the place that found pleasure in other people's desire.<br><br>When his fingers were clean of her taste she released them with a soft sigh and bucked her hips under him, her need for release building low in her belly, but not to the point that she'd beg for it yet. Close, so close...almost there, but she could hold off just a little longer, draw out both their pleasures just a bit more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 23:05:48</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=107056.msg4668012#msg4668012">Quote from: lips and thorns on 20-05-2011, 04:11:30</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Torture Room - Dimitri &amp; Kat</strong><br><br>He stood there, close enough to lean forward and bump into her, his eyes following the movement of her dress, the slow exposure of her body.&nbsp; He stood there, taking it all in, as slow and patient as he had been the whole time, enjoying not only the view, but having this beautiful young creature expose herself at his command.&nbsp; <br><br>Finally his eyes slid up to meet her eyes, as she stood, poised, dress in hand.&nbsp; "Don't let go of the dress," he commanded in a soft voice.&nbsp; As he said it he reached out and with one hand gripped her left breast, cupping it, hefting it slightly, feeling its size and firmness.&nbsp; His thumb brushed across the breast, brushing over her nipple, and back again.&nbsp; She could feel the rough callous of his skin on the tender flesh.&nbsp; He began to move the breast in small circles.<br><br>His fingers began to press into the breast, firmer now, capturing it in her hand and beginning to squeeze it.&nbsp; "You know that I'm going to hurt you tonight, Katherine," he said to her, gazing into her eyes.&nbsp; His hand was pressing harder, twisting slightly.&nbsp; His thumb and forefinger slid to capture her nipple, swelling from the pressure of his grip.&nbsp; The fingers began to squeeze the sensitive bud, releasing to gently stroke it and then squeeze again tighter.&nbsp; "I'm going to hurt you and yo'ure going to ask me for more.&nbsp; &nbsp;And then you will beg me to stop.&nbsp; You will cum harder, I believe, than you ever have before.&nbsp; And you will cry."&nbsp; His hand began to pulse, loosening its grip, then tightening it, twisting a bit back and forth, kneading the flesh hard.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Kat and Dimitri ~ Torture Room</span></span><br><br>He had her. He knew he had her and so did she and the thought made her belly quiver with growing need. It never occurred to her to let the dress go, even before he told her not to. He'd told her to raise it, she wouldn't let it go until he told her to. Her body, her actions, all that she was, was his for this time and thoughts of fighting that were utterly non-present in her head. All she could think of, when she looked into his eyes, was giving this man exactly what he wanted from her.<br><br>And then he touched her! His hand found her breast and she couldn't stop the low whimpering that parted her lips or the deep shudder that ran down her spine. He was speaking as his hand worked her flesh and she was torn between listening to his words and the sensations he was sending roiling through her body. He was promising her pain and pleasure, orgasms and tears. The idea brought a small smile to her lips and she refrained from saying that no one had ever made her cry, never brought tears to her eyes. She savored her pain, she didn't cry over it. She didn't say that though, it would be seen as a challenge and she didn't want to challenge him.<br><br>"Anything you like Mr. Artino," she murmured as her back arched, her body offering her flesh to his hands while her own clenched and softened her grip on her dress, not releasing it just clenching tightly and loosening in her desire to reach out and touch him. She ached to touch the man who had her quivering so badly with only his presence and the barest touch to her flesh. "Anything," she whispered, her eyes sincere and voice thick with desire and need.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Changeling</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 05:17:03</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=107056.msg4679538#msg4679538">Quote from: Caela on 22-05-2011, 22:47:17</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br><br><strong>Kat and Tarik ~ Kat's Room</strong><br><br>He was right. Kat did like it. The hand on her breasts, toying with her nipple drew low groans from her but it was the hand that crept around, finger sliding into her aching, dripping pussy that made her body jerk and drew a cry from her lips. Pleasure rolled over her as he ground into her and his fingers toyed with such sensitive flesh. If he kept it up long she knew she'd be screaming for him.<br><br>The his fingers were in front of her, slick and warm with the evidence of her own arousal and she chuckled softly. Parting her lips she wrapped them around the offered fingers, her tongue licking and lips suckling as if they were a dick she was trying to pleasure and not fingers at all. This was why Kat was so good at her job, why many of her clients returned for her, she could get lost in them, lost in the pleasures they wanted from her body. She didn't have to fake her arousal or her orgasms, they came from deep inside, from the place that found pleasure in other people's desire.<br><br>When his fingers were clean of her taste she released them with a soft sigh and bucked her hips under him, her need for release building low in her belly, but not to the point that she'd beg for it yet. Close, so close...almost there, but she could hold off just a little longer, draw out both their pleasures just a bit more.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br><strong>Kat and Tarik ~ Kat's Room</strong><br><br>The way she licked his fingers, kicked Tarik into a layer high up in stratosphere. Even though his mind was totally overran by testosterone, he knew he will be back soon to see where she can take him when she had something else in her mouth than his fingers. It was just amazing what she was doing to them, she let her suck them dry.<br><br>Tarik knew he had to reward her for that. He rammed his dick deep in her ass and moved both his hands to her knees. He had never tried this before, but what the hell. He gathered all this strength and pushed her knees up, till they touched her chest and her feet were barely touching the table. Kat was not entirely in air, all on his arms, his dick still buried deep in her ass. In one motion, Tarik lifted her up and then flipped her back, and at same time slipped his legs under hand, so that she landed with a small thud on top of him.<br><br>He felt his dick go deep inside her exploring previosly unchartered territory, as he though for a second that he might have broke his own pelvic bone. He could feel his hard member stuck somewhere deep being sucked in by an unstopppable force. He balanced with one of his hand to prevent them from tumbling down. <br><br>Tarik lifted her on top for her by lifting his hips, and started shafting Kat slowly at first. He knew he did not have much time left but wanted to pleasure Kat as much as he could. His other hand moved to her wet pussy. The moment he touched her lips, they just opened up in anticipation. "You are so fucking great", he screamed, as he inserted two of his fingers in her pussy, flicking her clitoris with her thumb. <br><br>Tarik had never experienced anything like this before, and his hips and hands were moving with a rapid frequency. He had lost control over himself. There was nothing else in his mind, except to explode deep down in her, the angel on top of him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RipTide</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 18:56:09</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Sasha and Derek: Sasha's Room</em></span><br><br>It was a rare sight to see Sasha leasing a client to her private room, many of the staff eyeing her in surprise as she exited the ballroom. Often times, it wasn't because she wanted to, it was simply more of a chore, but this time was a bit different. She wanted Derek, and though she wouldn't readily admit it, part of her had wanted him since the first time he'd come to her bar and asked for that Johnny Walker. <br><br>Swallowing hard, she gave him a sidelong glance, a smirk tugging at her lips as she finally stepped up to a large, mahogany door, pulling a small key from her cleavage to unlock it. Biting at her lower lip, she soon pushed the door open, a hint of chlorine playing at their noses, but it wasn't anywhere near overpowering. The first thing Derek would see was the large bed, dressed in white linens that beckoned them with promised comfort. In front of the bed was the source of the chlorine; a large, illuminated pool. The walls enveloped them in a relaxing hue of blue, the water reflecting light across practically every surface. <br><br>Sasha turned to face Derek, trapping him between her and the door as she reached past him to press it shut. Smirking up at him as her green eyes gazed into his from beneath her full lashes, she pulled off her mask slowly to place it with the key on the small table just to the side. She stepped closer to him, pressing him back against the door before she leaned up, brushing her lips over his jaw, whispering; "You're making my job easy tonight," she laughed lowly, her body pressed firmly to his for the first time, causing a rush to flutter through her entire body. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 19:55:55</strong>
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				Derek walked along with Sasha as she lead him to her room. Their arms were wrapped together which allowed him to keep her close, giving him a nice sense of comfort. It wasn't everyday that he found a woman that could keep up with him step for step like Sasha could. That's why he was desiring her more than ever. A little bit of him even wished she had let him take her behind the bar. Still, Sasha wasn't some bimbo that he'd usually meet at The Masquerade. That's how he knew the wait would be worth it.<br><br>Once they got to the door, Derek could feel the anticipation running through his body as if it was a physical force. He didn't know exactly what would happen when they opened the door, but it would definitely be a night to remember. A giggle came from him as he saw her pull the key from her cleavage. "You keep everthing in there, don't you?" Derek commented in a teasing manner. When Sasha opened the door, he went in the room with her and marveled at the design of it. Even him, with all of his money, had never thought to put a swimming pool in his bedroom. "Nice place." He said simply, trying not to reveal how overwhelmed he really was.<br><br>Derek was in such awe of the room that he never saw Sasha's surprise attack coming. Suddenly, he found himself up against the door with no room to move. It wasn't a position that the man was usually used to, preferring to be in control a majority of the times, but at the moment he had no complaints about it. He looked down into the shimmering green eyes of the temptress as she revealed her face. {{As if she couldn't get any more beautiful...}} Derek thought, biting his lower lip as he felt hers graze his chin. "I'm glad that I coyld help, but, from the way your body is moving, I don't think this is a job for you anymore." He told her as her lower body pressed against his, allowing her to get a feel for his length through their clothes. Finally, his hands went down to cup her ass once more so that they were in practically the same position as they were over by the bar. "So how long have you been hiding this side form me?" Derek asked, pulling up her skirt with one hand so that the fingers on the other could travel underneathe to press agaunst her lower lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RipTide</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 21:21:45</strong>
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				At his response, she offered him an amused smile, biting at her lower lip as she felt his length pressing against her inner thigh. She hadn't expected to be disappointed, but <em>damn..</em> Sasha was impressed. Quite impressed. "It's safe to say it's become more pleasure than business," she purred as he gripped her ass, her hips only pressing harder against him. Hearing his question, she slid her hand up the front of his chest, about to answer when she felt his fingers between her legs, pressing against her pussy. <br><br>With a sharp gasp, her eyes closed a moment before reopening a moment later, the flames of desire burning deeper within them. "Just about as long as you've been trying to find it, Mr. Logan.." she muttered as she raised her head, her mouth hovering just over his. Sasha knew it was a bit vague, but she liked being somewhat of a mystery. <br><br>Sasha pulled away from him, though not without brushing her hand over the bulge in his pants, turning away a moment later and walking to the bed to perch herself on the edge of it, crossing her long legs and smiling at him almost expectantly. "I guess I just got a bit tired of hiding." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 21:48:02</strong>
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				<strong>Stephen and Ever - Ever's Room</strong><br><br>Ever moaned softly into the kiss as she wrapped her arms around his neck as he pulled her against his body. She liked him, he wasn't a dom that she had to watched her every move with nor a sum she had to command and the freshness of the equality of it was nice, but dangerous. Liking the clients was usually troublesome and Ever had far too much to lose. <em>next time he goes with someone else</em> She decided having every intention of making him take full advantage of what Masquerade had to offer.<br><br>The kiss lasted a few more moments and the hand on her ass was making her really horny by the time she ended it. Her eyes were bright, her skin just slightly flushed and her hair a little mused from when he ran his fingers threw it earlier. "Tell me what else you haven't done" She purred running her fingers over his chest and back as she tilted her head up to look at him. <br><br>The mask still covered half of his face and she regretted it. She loved the illusions, the mystery in the ball room, even here some times it could be fun. But more time then not she missed not seeing the face of the man she was with. Her own mask pressed into her temples and she raised at hand to it fingering the pressure point. "Do you mind?" she asked&nbsp; pulling the ribbon intending to take it off unless he objected.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Richardson</strong> on <strong>25-05-2011, 00:09:33</strong>
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				"Please," he said, not even completely sure what she was asking.&nbsp; He would have done anything for her in that moment.&nbsp; She had asked him something else.&nbsp; Oh yes, what hadn't he done?&nbsp; Could he answer, "Everything"?&nbsp; One thing at a time, Stephen.&nbsp; She wasn't going anywhere.&nbsp; What did he want, though?&nbsp; Was she really offering him anything?&nbsp; "Well, I've never...umm...I've never been with two girls..."&nbsp; As soon as it was out of his mouth, it sounded cheap and cliche.&nbsp; Blowjobs, three-ways, what was next?&nbsp; A stripper coming out of his birthday cake or a cheerleader who needed a lift?&nbsp; He was certain that whatever mood he had established had just been single-handedly destroyed by his careless blurting but it was out and he couldn't unsay it.&nbsp; Maybe she would show him some pity and not laugh at him until he had left.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>25-05-2011, 01:32:43</strong>
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				Ever slipped the mask from her face and set it aside. The lights hanging from the ceiling served a number of uses and holding the mask at the moment proved to be one of them. She looked u at him when he made his request and smiled softly "Hmm well I'm sorry to disappoint you but with the party...well lets just say the other girls will be occupied at the moment, though I can have it arranged for another time." she offered easily making a note to set up a couple girls for him in the next day or two, with so many clients in for the party the girls would be stretched thin but he was new, she'd make it work some how. "Maybe there something else you'd like to try?" She asked rubbing her clothed body against his nude one her smile mischievous and invited as she ran her hands over the length of his body enjoying just touching him being the tactile person that she was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>25-05-2011, 02:47:32</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=107056.msg4681185#msg4681185">Quote from: Changeling on 23-05-2011, 05:17:03</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><br><strong>Kat and Tarik ~ Kat's Room</strong><br><br>The way she licked his fingers, kicked Tarik into a layer high up in stratosphere. Even though his mind was totally overran by testosterone, he knew he will be back soon to see where she can take him when she had something else in her mouth than his fingers. It was just amazing what she was doing to them, she let her suck them dry.<br><br>Tarik knew he had to reward her for that. He rammed his dick deep in her ass and moved both his hands to her knees. He had never tried this before, but what the hell. He gathered all this strength and pushed her knees up, till they touched her chest and her feet were barely touching the table. Kat was not entirely in air, all on his arms, his dick still buried deep in her ass. In one motion, Tarik lifted her up and then flipped her back, and at same time slipped his legs under hand, so that she landed with a small thud on top of him.<br><br>He felt his dick go deep inside her exploring previosly unchartered territory, as he though for a second that he might have broke his own pelvic bone. He could feel his hard member stuck somewhere deep being sucked in by an unstopppable force. He balanced with one of his hand to prevent them from tumbling down. <br><br>Tarik lifted her on top for her by lifting his hips, and started shafting Kat slowly at first. He knew he did not have much time left but wanted to pleasure Kat as much as he could. His other hand moved to her wet pussy. The moment he touched her lips, they just opened up in anticipation. "You are so fucking great", he screamed, as he inserted two of his fingers in her pussy, flicking her clitoris with her thumb. <br><br>Tarik had never experienced anything like this before, and his hips and hands were moving with a rapid frequency. He had lost control over himself. There was nothing else in his mind, except to explode deep down in her, the angel on top of him.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br><strong>Kat and Tarik ~Kat's Room</strong><br><br>Kat screamed in surprise and a slight flare of pain when Tarik suddenly flipped them on the table. It slammed his body deeply into hers making her clutch at air and arch her back to keep even slightly off him. The suddeness of it made it feel like he was trying to split her in two! She couldn't think of the last time she'd had a man buried this deep and hard inside the tight confines of her ass and wondered if she ever actually had. She wasn't used to being on top for this particular activity. Granted it had happened a time or two, but not often and it was always a unique feeling to be on top while having her ass impaled.<br><br>"Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk," she growled when his fingers found her aching pussy. The two that filled her and the thumb sliding over her clit drawing ragged cries past her lips while her body moved on him, matching his rhythm and clenching that tight tunnel down on him, milking his cock with her body, demanding his own release while she rode, inexorably, toward her own. She was going to cum and her body was demanding that he cum too.<br><br>Arching her back she opened her body utterly to him, her hands on his flesh, nails digging in sharply while she bucked and writhed above him, her mouth flowing with whimpered pleas and begging him to fuck her harder and cum deep inside her eager flesh. She was losing all control and wanted to feel him lose it too. When she came she howled her pleasure, her scream echoing off the soundproofed walls and filling the room with evidence that her been well and truly used by this client.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Richardson</strong> on <strong>25-05-2011, 12:05:07</strong>
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				<strong>Stephen and Ever - Ever's Room</strong><br><br>Steve felt absolutely mortified when she responded buy she hadn't slapped him or pulled away.&nbsp; Instead, she seemed to get even closer to him.&nbsp; He decided that what he really wanted was to see her naked and exposed as he was.&nbsp; With her mask off, he could see just how beautiful she truly was and the desire to see more of her overtook him.&nbsp; His hands went to undo his mask and he heard his voice reply, "Take off your clothes...slowly."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Changeling</strong> on <strong>25-05-2011, 16:13:49</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Kat screamed in surprise and a slight flare of pain when Tarik suddenly flipped them on the table. It slammed his body deeply into hers making her clutch at air and arch her back to keep even slightly off him. The suddeness of it made it feel like he was trying to split her in two! She couldn't think of the last time she'd had a man buried this deep and hard inside the tight confines of her ass and wondered if she ever actually had. She wasn't used to being on top for this particular activity. Granted it had happened a time or two, but not often and it was always a unique feeling to be on top while having her ass impaled.<br><br>"Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk," she growled when his fingers found her aching pussy. The two that filled her and the thumb sliding over her clit drawing ragged cries past her lips while her body moved on him, matching his rhythm and clenching that tight tunnel down on him, milking his cock with her body, demanding his own release while she rode, inexorably, toward her own. She was going to cum and her body was demanding that he cum too.<br><br>Arching her back she opened her body utterly to him, her hands on his flesh, nails digging in sharply while she bucked and writhed above him, her mouth flowing with whimpered pleas and begging him to fuck her harder and cum deep inside her eager flesh. She was losing all control and wanted to feel him lose it too. When she came she howled her pleasure, her scream echoing off the soundproofed walls and filling the room with evidence that her been well and truly used by this client.</div></div><br><strong>Kat and Tarik ~Kat's Room</strong><br><br>Tarik felt her ass tunnel clench tighter and tighter around his engorged cock, it was sucking him in like a blackhole. His hand was getting wetter and wetter, as his groans mixed with her whimpered moans, to create strange curious sound affects. He was delirious with hormones, and pumping her like crazy when it all exploded.<br><br>He would never if it was her loud scream, which completely swallowed his primal grunt, triggered it or his explosion triggerred her scream. His cock was throbbing and pulsating inside her, dumping whatever he had in her. He felt so light after that like he was flying in a surreal universe. His mind was totally blank, absolutely nothing in it. It was something close to nirvana for him.<br><br>When he came down back to earth, he could feel Kat lying on top of her, both of them breathing heavily. His cock had gone limp and pulled it out of her. He could feel the juices drying on his hand. Tarik's legs were still wet with their juices, and he could feel the wetness on the massage table under them.<br><br>"You are a god send. I don't have words for the experience you just gave me", Tarik whispered in her ear and kissed her gently on her cheek.<br><br>He slowly slid Kat off him, so that they were laying side by side on the table. His body was completely deviod of energy, it had been totally drained by her. All he needed was a place to slip into a blissfull sleep.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lips and thorns</strong> on <strong>25-05-2011, 18:48:33</strong>
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				<strong>Torture Room - Kat &amp; Dimitri</strong><br><br>Dimitri simply nodded as Kat offered him anything.&nbsp; It was simply as he expected.&nbsp; She was ready to submit, he could see that in her eyes.&nbsp; And she would love it, he could hear that in her gasps and moans.&nbsp; He liked a woman who responded, not those who tried to remain reserved and cold.&nbsp; A woman was an instrument to him, and he hoped to make her sing, one note or another.<br><br>Gripping her breast in one hand, he pulled it away from her chest, stretching and exposing it.&nbsp; His other hand formed a hard plane and with a swift practiced motion he slapped the side of her breast, catching it between his two hands.&nbsp; His form was perfect, no motion wasted, and he left a bold red hand print on the outside of her breast.&nbsp; Not content, he gazed at her breast as he did it again, gripping tighter with his one hand while he cracked the other against the soft breast. <br><br>The contact of flesh on flesh aroused him, and he began to speed up, spanking her breast hard, beginning to alternate between the flat of his hand on the side of the breast and the pads of his fingers on the very tip of her breast.&nbsp; The room began to echo with the sound of skin striking skin and his quiet deep breathing.&nbsp; At a point Dimitri suddenly stopped his slapping, seizing her full, hot, reddened breast in his grip, crushing it in his strong grip and breathing hard through his nose, staring into Kat's eyes.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>26-05-2011, 03:21:37</strong>
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				<strong>Stephen and Ever - Ever's room</strong><br><br>Ever raised a delicate brow at his command and smiled stepping back away from him. Knowing the room well as need to only take a few steps to put herself in the soft light the made her skin glow softly and picked up the dark high light in her hair. Turning away from him she reached behind her and slowly drew down the zipper of the clingy dress letting it gape open and expose her back. Drawing down the zipping completely she raised her hands to gasp the top of her dress and turned to face him as she slowly slide it off her body to reveal her full, pert breast tipped with pink nipples hardened with arousal, a flat stomach where a belly ring glinted in the low light and a slender black thong running between her legs.<br><br>She stepped out of the dress and hooked her nails under the edge of her thong and drew it slowly down her legs, again stepping out of it and leaving it aside as if she had no care for it in that moment. Smiled she rolled her hips as she walked back up to him and traced a finger from his temple to his jaw taking in the look of him without the mask. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Richardson</strong> on <strong>26-05-2011, 05:21:45</strong>
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				They were both naked to the room and to each other.&nbsp; He allowed his fingertips to softly travel across the vast swathes of perfect skin, lightly touching against the sensitive areas under her arms and to the sides of her breasts.&nbsp; When he got down to her navel, he just barely flicked the ring, seeing how it tugged against her flesh.&nbsp; He moved his face in closer and sucked one earlobe in past his lips, his tongue lightly rolling it in her mouth as his fingers found the beginning of wrinkled flesh that was the start of her sex and idly touched it with feather-soft motions.&nbsp; Releasing her ear, he moved his face to hers and pressed his forehead against her own.&nbsp; His erection was already starting to recover, so soon after being spent.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>26-05-2011, 07:42:13</strong>
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				Derek grinned out of delight from witnessing Sasha's response to his touch. The desire in her eyes was rather visible now, and it seemed equal to his own, if not greater. Her words managed to draw a small laugh from him. It wasn't a direct answer, and he knew that's how she meant it to be. He watched her as her lips moved into a mere few inches away from his, the hair on the back of his neck beginning to stand as he could feel her soft breathing.<br><br>Derek couldn't stand it anymore. He wanted her right then and there, but before he could go any farther, Sasha had escaped from his grip. Derek tried to make and effort at keeping her close, but his body froze in its place as he felt her touch graze his clothed member, causing him to shiver slightly. They had only just begun, yet she knew what buttons to push and exactly how to play him.<br><br>The man leaned against the door, admiring the sight of her at the edge of the bed. She was tempting him to make a move on her and he was falling for it. Finally he took his first steps toward the girl, undoing his tie as he approached her. By the time he had reached her, he had removed his jacket as well, leaving him in his dress shirt and slacks as he looked down at her as she sat. Derek leaned down, placing his hands against the bed on both sides of her to make sure that she couldn't go nowhere this time. "Well, I'm just glad that you're showing your true colors..." As he spoked, his face moved closer to hers, his hand rising to the mask that he was still wearing. "It means that I can show you mine."<br><br>Shortly after his words, Derek removed his mask to reveal his face as well as a charming smile. He placed down the mask at her side and brought his hand to Sasha's chin. "You don't know how long I've wanted to taste your lips." Derek told her before going in for the kiss, his other hand moving to her exposed abdomen, pressing his palm against her bare skin as his thumb tickled her belly button.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RipTide</strong> on <strong>26-05-2011, 14:59:00</strong>
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				She watched his every move as he strode towards her, drinking in the sight of him as he loosened his tie, removing it along with his jacket. Even just the sight of him made her heart race, as if she was his prey, and he, her predator, was closing in. And then before she knew it, he'd trapped her, but from the look on her face, it was clear she wasn't frightened or unhappy about it. Leaning back only slightly, supporting herself on one hand, Sasha met his gaze before her eyes fell to his lips, licking her own before the green orbs shifted once again, watching as he removed the mask, eager to see the rest of his face. <br><br>He was even more handsome without the mask, something Sasha hadn't thought possible..<br><br>Sasha's chest was heaving slightly, her breath a bit shallow with anticipation as he lightly gripped her chin. When he spoke, she only had a moment to smile at him before he leaned in and she moved to meet him, a soft moan sounding against his lips. She reached up with one hand to comb her slender fingers through his hair, pulling him harder into the kiss as she laid back upon the bed while the other hand moved to start unbuttoning his shirt, wanting desperately to touch his toned flesh. <br><br>When his hand met her skin, she swore the touch burned her, but, hell, it felt so sweet. She couldn't help but squirm a bit at his thumb, however, as it grazed and tickled her naval. Smiling and laughing softly against his mouth, she broke away, finally able to get his shirt open as her eyes looked over his toned chest and abdomen. Without speaking, her hands moved to slide over the smooth, hard skin and she raised up once again to capture his lips with hers, her legs parting to allow him room to move over her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 00:49:33</strong>
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				<strong>Kat and Tarik ~Kat's Room</strong><br><br>The release was spectacular! It left her gasping for air, her body shuddering on top of his and a smile curving her lips, a look as satisfied as any cat's had ever been when it caught a canary. She knew this one would be back, and looked forward to future visits. Still tonight wasn't about just one client, but about many. It was Ever's party and none of them were contracted to just one partner. She wondered what it would be like to have more time, to truly spend an evening with the man whose body had just used hers. <br><br>She doubted it would be boring and the thought made her smile wider.<br><br>She let him slide her beside him, feeling the lethargy creeping over him and pressing a small kiss to her cheek. Orgasms never drained her this way, instead they energized her and even now she could feel the need for a shower and to return to the party. She didn't want to leave Tarik, but she wasn't going to curl up and sleep with him.<br><br>"I don't know about being a godsend, but I am glad you got what you wanted. Hopefully it won't be our last evening together," she added with a warm smile and she meant it. "Come, you look like you could pass out and this table is not the place for that," she said and gently led him to her bed where she drew the sheets and blankets up and over him, tucking him much like a child. Leaning over him she pressed a gentle kiss to his lips, "Rest, when you're awake again, feel free to use the shower if you want. Perhaps when you return to the party we can talk more, or share a dance."<br><br>With the offer made she left him to rest, heading into the shower herself and cleaning the evidence of their "activities" from her body. It wouldn't do to return smelling of sex and another man. That would be quite rude to the other clients still expecting attention from her and she wouldn't be rude to any of her clients. A girl didn't make a living that way!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 01:18:44</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Kat and Dimitri ~ Torture Room</span></span><br><br>A gasp parted Kat's lips on the first strike. The sound of his hand on her flesh ringing in her ears while her body tightened and she had to fight hte sudden urge to step back away from him. It was instinctive but she forced herself to remain still, her breath quickening as slap after slap reddened the soft flesh of her breast leaving the imprint of his palm on her skin as well as bruises where his fingers dug into the pale flesh. Standing before him she didn't say a word while her entire body quivered, need raging under her skin and low whimperings filling her throat.<br><br>Part of her wanted to beg him to stop, or to at least switch breasts, but she didn't. She'd turned her body over to his care and short of something that would make her call her safeword, she wouldn't ask him to go easy on her. Her flesh was his instrument to use now and she relished that fact. <br><br>Then it stopped. As suddenly as the first blow had landed the last, for now, paused and she found herself staring into his eyes, her own stormy and filled with lust and something darker. Something she didn't quite know how to name but felt down to her bones. The need to give this man whatever he wanted from her body. In that moment there was almost nothing he couldn't have from her, short of something that would scar he could do anything he liked and she'd be eager and willing for more.<br><br>Her lips parted, then closed again quickly, uncertain what she wanted to say, the pain in her breast dulling to an aching heat while his grip on that abused flesh kept her quivering before him like a horse eager to leave the gate as fast as her rider could push her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 23:50:00</strong>
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				Sasha's lips were soft and sweet, just how Derek had always imagined they would be. There was a hint of the alcohol still on her lips, but Derek rather enjoyed it. He had been waiting for this moment since the first time he had seen her, trying so hard to break through he shell, and her actions let him know that he finally had.<br><br>As Sasha leaned back, Derek felt her hand pulling him down with her. His hand moved from her chin and went to the bed, holding himself up as not to put too much of his weight on her.<br><br>When Sasha broke away, Derek couldn't help but smile with satisfaction as she let her hands roam his chest, the feeling of her fingernails running along his abs drawing out chuckles from him. Eventually he just took the whole thing off, freeing his entire upper body. As she went back to kiss him, he decided to push it farther this time, letting his tongue slip into her mouth. Derek had his tongue massage Sasha's as his hand on her stomach began to move up her tanned, flat stomach. Once his fingers had reached the edge of her bra top, Derek broke the kiss, kissing across her jaw and making his way to her ear. "Now, I think it's only fair that I get to see some of you as well." He whispered to her as he lifted up her bra top enough to reveal her breasts.<br><br>Derek firmly gripped Sasha's breasts in each of his hands, applying gentle pressure as his thumbs pressed against her nipples. His groin was in between her legs, up against her own so that she could feel his erection through their clothes. Derek's lips started to travel again as he buried his head against her kneck, laying down kisses as well as bite marks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RipTide</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 00:53:30</strong>
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				When they re-engaged in the kiss, Sasha's lips eagerly parted to allow his tongue to enter her mouth, her own sliding forward to meet it. She wrapped a slender arm around his now bare shoulders, her fingers spread as she pressed her palm to his back and moaned faintly against his lips upon feeling his hand slide up along her stomach to her breasts. A bit breathless when he finally broke the kiss, her now swollen lips parted as he kissed across her jaw and to her ear, she shivered, hardly able to pay attention to his words at the feel of his breath stroking her neck. Sasha laid her head back to watch his face as he pulled up her top, a soft smile playing at her lips.<br><br>God, she was already so turned on, arching into his touch as he took hold of the round, fleshy globes. They'd hardly even begun and they had so far to go, but Sasha was reaching the point of no return. Soon, her desires would consume her every thought. "I don't know if that's quite fair," she began, biting her lower lip a moment later with a buck of her hips that caused a sweet friction against his manhood, sending a shiver up her spine, "I was wearing a lot less to begin with." <br><br>Sasha's head fell aside as he leaned into her neck, scattering kisses and bites to the sensitive flesh, drawing gasps and low groans from her lips. She continued to arch her hips up against him, one hand rising to rest on the back of his arm while the other traveled farther down, beginning to tug at his belt, wanting to free the beast that had been straining against his constricting pants for a while now.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 01:50:45</strong>
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				Derek was rather enjoying the reactions of Sasha as he caressed her body. It filled his with pride to know that he could cause her pleasure with only his touch.<br><br>The man laughed a the girl's words. Before he answered, his found a spot on her neck and pressed his lips against it, licking and sucking hard in order to leave a very visible hickie. He wanted there to be evidence of their actions, mainly because he got a sadistic pleasure in the thought of people knowing that she was his, if only for the night.<br><br>As Sasha's hips bucked against him for the first time, his cock had twitched on the inside of his pants. There was less and less room for him with each passing moment that he was so close to her. He could feel his body heating up, usure of whether it was the effect of the drug he had taken or the actual ecstasy rising within his body. All he knew was that she was driving him crazy, but he made sure thar he was staying in control. God knows what he would do to her if he had lost it.<br><br>Once he was finished placing his marks, Derek picked up his head slightly in order to look at Sasha in her seductive green eyes as a smile was stretched across his face... How he loved the color green at that moment. "So, what you're telling me... is that I'm winning." He chuckled his eyes admiring the work he had done on her neck. They then drifted downward to her breasts. His index finger, as well as his thumb, wrapped around her nipples, tweaking them slightly as he leaned back down to press his lips against hers passionately before pulling back once more. "I like winning." He grinned as his hands removed from her breasts, tailing down the sides of her slim waist.<br><br>Derek was planning to take of the small skirt that hugged her hips, but stopped mid-way down as he felt Sashas hands grip his belt, attempting to undo it. he was loving ambition in pushing things farther. "Let me help you with that." He offered, removing his hands from her hips and placing them over hers, taking off his pants to reveal his boxers. "There... We should be even now." A laugh came from him as he kicked the pants off of his legs, but instead of letting go of her hands, he placed them down his boxers, allowing her to feel his bare length in all of its glory.<br><br>Meanwhile, Derek didn't worry about taking off her skirt, and placed both of his hands within her thighs. Slowly they moved upward to her crotch, on of them pulling her visible panties aside while the other pressed it fingers against her moist lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RipTide</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 04:10:55</strong>
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				She'd hardly finished speaking before he began sucking at one particular spot on her neck, nibbling and biting on occasion, understanding his intent as she lay still, a soft moan sliding from her mouth as the area became quite sensitive after a moment or two of such attention. "Mmn," she purred, knowing that a mark would be left behind, but not minding the possessive behavior. Sasha quite enjoyed it. <br><br>Unbuckling his belt was made difficult by the close proximity of their bodies, though she met his gaze when he retreated from her neck, her own filled with hunger and desire as he spoke, a slight smirk tugging at the corners of her full lips. "I'm sure you do.." Her eyes drifted closed, head falling back as his teased her nipples, another moan escaping her throat. "You better enjoy it while it lasts," she said as if to challenge him, her smirk broadening.<br><br>When he offered to help remove his pants, she was grateful, eager to see, to feel what lay beneath as her eyes were trained on his hands, watching while he unbuttoned the fabric then pushed them down his legs. "Better.." she said with a soft laugh in response to his own, though when he guided her hands beneath the thin boxers, she licked over her lips, her slender fingers trailed over the heated, pulsing flesh of his cock before wrapping around him, stroking him slowly as a wicked smile curled over her lips. Sasha knew he wouldn't have a problem satisfying her. <br><br>Continuing to stroke him, she sucked in a deep breath as his hands slid up beneath her skirt, her tanned, silky thighs parting further to allow him complete access, and when his fingers met her pussy, she couldn't suppress a gasp, practically quivering beneath his touch. She'd never anticipated anything quite like this.<br><br>Sitting up, Sasha released her grip on him, only to press her hand to his chest, pushing him onto his back and settling atop him, straddling his hips and reaching behind her back to unclip her bra top, tossing it quickly aside. Leaning over him slowly, she let her breasts and nipples brush over his smooth chest, her lips traveling along his jaw to his neck where she began kissing the flesh, occasionally moving to bite at his earlobe before she began making her way down over his clavicle and slowly down the center of his chest. All the while, her green eyes were locked with his gaze, a hand sliding down to massage his length through his boxers. Soon, she was making her way down over his abdomen, planting soft kisses around his naval before she came to the waistband of his boxers. With her straight white teeth, she bit the elastic, tugging them down over his length, though she soon recruited the help of her hands to pull them off. <br><br>"Now who's winning, Mr. Logan?" She asked as her mouth moved to the inside of his thigh, her breath hot as it washed over the flesh before she finally moved to his cock, her tongue sliding out to deliver a long, slow lick from the base to the very tip of his pulsing length. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 06:28:19</strong>
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				Derek relished in the contact of Sasha's hands running along his stiff member. Her touch was skillful, practically expert. Even his own hips began to mover as he became more and more caught up in her strokes. When Sasha had let go, Derek easily missed her touch.<br><br>It wasn't long before he felt it again, this time against his chest as Sasha pushed Derek backwards onto thw bed. He'd be lying if he said that he had never been in the position before, but it was one that he rarely did, usually preffering to dominate his female partners until his heart was content. It's not like he was going to try to get out of it, though. His submissive side, although rarely present, was enjoying the control that Sasha was taking away from him. She was unpredictable and it was a sign that he had made the right decision in chasing her all of those times.<br><br>His heart was pounding from angst as he became eager to see what Sasha had in store for him. As she strattled him he could feel his begging arousal underneathe her stiffen with need, her attention before not having been enough and only adding to his fire. Still, he remained docile, allowing her to continue as she pleased even as her upper body was pressing against his own.<br><br>The feeling of her soft, moist lips tailing down his boiling body made him tremble. He was trying to fight off his feeling to flip her on her back and plow himself inside of her, but with every kiss she laid down against his skin it drove him more and more mad, especially when her teeth sank into his earlobe. Everything she did was pleasure to him, even pain, as he became lost in her eyes once again, trusting her to please him. So far she wasn't failing him.<br><br>A groan came from deep within Derek as he felt Sasha's touch once more on his length, cursing the fact that he still had his boxers on. When she finally arrived at his waistband, he was convinced that she could read his mind. He watched closely as she pulled them down, rather amazed at how she only needed her teeth.<br><br>Derek couldn't help but laugh at Sasha's words, loving how she brought it back to him. "Right now... You definately are, but this time YOU better enjoy it while it lasts." He told her with a grin. Suddenly, his eyes closed and a small moas escaped as her hot, wet tongue ran up his large, erect member. The lick alone was enough to help some pre-cum escape from the head of his strong cock. "Seriously... Take your time." he smiled in delight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lips and thorns</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 18:04:06</strong>
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				<strong>Torture Room - Dimitri &amp; Kat</strong><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=107056.msg4706539#msg4706539">Quote from: Caela on 29-05-2011, 01:18:44</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Kat and Dimitri ~ Torture Room</span></span><br><br>A gasp parted Kat's lips on the first strike. The sound of his hand on her flesh ringing in her ears while her body tightened and she had to fight hte sudden urge to step back away from him. It was instinctive but she forced herself to remain still, her breath quickening as slap after slap reddened the soft flesh of her breast leaving the imprint of his palm on her skin as well as bruises where his fingers dug into the pale flesh. Standing before him she didn't say a word while her entire body quivered, need raging under her skin and low whimperings filling her throat.<br><br>Part of her wanted to beg him to stop, or to at least switch breasts, but she didn't. She'd turned her body over to his care and short of something that would make her call her safeword, she wouldn't ask him to go easy on her. Her flesh was his instrument to use now and she relished that fact. <br><br>Then it stopped. As suddenly as the first blow had landed the last, for now, paused and she found herself staring into his eyes, her own stormy and filled with lust and something darker. Something she didn't quite know how to name but felt down to her bones. The need to give this man whatever he wanted from her body. In that moment there was almost nothing he couldn't have from her, short of something that would scar he could do anything he liked and she'd be eager and willing for more.<br><br>Her lips parted, then closed again quickly, uncertain what she wanted to say, the pain in her breast dulling to an aching heat while his grip on that abused flesh kept her quivering before him like a horse eager to leave the gate as fast as her rider could push her.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br>Dimitri smiled finally as she looked up into his eyes.&nbsp; Her eyes were dark, her body almost trembling with energy beneath his grip, her breast hot and burning in his hand.&nbsp; She still held her dress obediently, a beautiful blend of obedience and passion.&nbsp; Some girls would follow your every dictate, but they did it by going away in their mind, blanking out.&nbsp; Much preferable was a woman like Kat who would ride the sensations he gave her and never waver.&nbsp; It made the point at which she did waver so much more delicious.<br><br>"So young looking," Dimitri mused, looking Kat over.&nbsp; With her dress at her armpits and her body flushed, the image was less so than it had been walking demurely in the ball room, but still she had the fresh face of an innocent creature.&nbsp; "But not so innocent, are you, Katherine?"&nbsp; He squeezed her breast harder in reply to that, watching both the wince of pain in her eyes and something darker and delicious.&nbsp; <br><br>"You've experienced a little bit of this before," he said as he released the one reddened breast, and instead ran his finger tips in circles around the other.&nbsp; "But you want to try much more."&nbsp; He stroked that breast, kneading it softly, tracing around and around the nipple, closer, but never touching.&nbsp; <br><br>"Don't drop the dress," he reminded her again, followed immediately by a sudden slap on her tender breast.&nbsp; The other hand struck her stomach.&nbsp; He turned her around with one hand, slapping her ass through her boy short panties, a hand striking her back, her ass again, the back of her thighs.&nbsp; He drove her forward this way, the room ringing with his slaps, coming in an unexpected pattern, moving her towards a bench at the back.&nbsp; Walking her along, he continued to surprise her with his hard strikes, as if trying to goad her into dropping the dress.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RipTide</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 19:39:05</strong>
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				A pleased smile crept across her lips at the sound of his moan, a low laugh escaping her before she replied. "Oh, believe me, I will.." she purred in promise, her lips parting to kiss his length, tongue flicking out over the heated flesh, her breasts brushing against the insides of his thighs. She dragged her lips up his cock to his tip, her tongue darting out to swirl over the head of him before her lips enveloped it and she gave a slow suck, releasing it a moment later with a soft pop. Clearly enjoying herself as she watched his reactions, she gave him yet another long lick along the thick, pulsing vein that ran up the underside of him.<br><br>This time when she reached the tip of him, she took him in her mouth once more, though she slowly slid him deeper and deeper until he began pressing down the back of her throat. "Mmmm," she hummed, a hand rising to grip the base of him as she raised and lowered her head slowly, sucking firmly. Soon, that hand began to slide over his cock in time with the bobbing of her head, giving a little twist of her wrist with each stroke as she did so, her tongue grinding against the underside of him all the while. <br><br>It wasn't something many girls liked to do, but Sasha thoroughly enjoyed pleasing a man with her mouth. If you were good at it, it would make a man's knees weak, drive them wild until they could take no more. Sasha knew she was that good and she loved every minute of it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Changeling</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 23:40:37</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=107056.msg4706427#msg4706427">Quote from: Caela on 29-05-2011, 00:49:33</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br>The release was spectacular! It left her gasping for air, her body shuddering on top of his and a smile curving her lips, a look as satisfied as any cat's had ever been when it caught a canary. She knew this one would be back, and looked forward to future visits. Still tonight wasn't about just one client, but about many. It was Ever's party and none of them were contracted to just one partner. She wondered what it would be like to have more time, to truly spend an evening with the man whose body had just used hers. <br><br>She doubted it would be boring and the thought made her smile wider.<br><br>She let him slide her beside him, feeling the lethargy creeping over him and pressing a small kiss to her cheek. Orgasms never drained her this way, instead they energized her and even now she could feel the need for a shower and to return to the party. She didn't want to leave Tarik, but she wasn't going to curl up and sleep with him.<br><br>"I don't know about being a godsend, but I am glad you got what you wanted. Hopefully it won't be our last evening together," she added with a warm smile and she meant it. "Come, you look like you could pass out and this table is not the place for that," she said and gently led him to her bed where she drew the sheets and blankets up and over him, tucking him much like a child. Leaning over him she pressed a gentle kiss to his lips, "Rest, when you're awake again, feel free to use the shower if you want. Perhaps when you return to the party we can talk more, or share a dance."<br><br>With the offer made she left him to rest, heading into the shower herself and cleaning the evidence of their "activities" from her body. It wouldn't do to return smelling of sex and another man. That would be quite rude to the other clients still expecting attention from her and she wouldn't be rude to any of her clients. A girl didn't make a living that way!<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br><strong>Kat and Tarik ~Kat's Room - End of the chapter</strong><br><br>This was different.<br><br>It was different, Tarik had never felt like this before. Orgasm normally served as a way to clear his head. Because of his twitchy, attention deficit nature, he was never able to get anything creative done. His mind would wander in hundred different directions, and he needed a release before he could sit down to write something. That is where the groupies had their value, a quick fuck, and his mind will be clear and stable for some time. That is when, he wrote and composed some of his best work.<br><br>But not today, this was different. He was already half asleep, when Kat tucked him in. He was fully asleep, by the time she had stepped into the shower, thought there was something going in his sub-conscious mind.<br><br>Tarik did not knew when he woke up, how many hours had passed by when he was asleep. <br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">When she let me in,<br>in the sin filled night,<br>we did no sin.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>He went to the bathroom, washed his face. There was something playing in his mind, he did not feel the usual urge to run for coffee, like it was a different world. He quickly dressed up, and walked out quickly. All he wanted was to reach his room, and write down the words that were going round and round in his head.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">When she let me in,<br>in the sin filled night,<br>we did no sin.<br><br>Deep down in the dark woods, fountain of her youth was drippin',<br>Something was pulling me closer, my whole body was trippin'.<br>Beads of love slipped, fell from her chin,<br>bad, but it a'int no sin.<br><br>When she let me in,<br>in the sin filled night,<br>we did no sin.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>He had found the opening of his next album, who knew what else he was going to find.
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				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>31-05-2011, 01:19:52</strong>
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				<strong>Ever and Stephen - Ever's Room</strong><br><br>Ever shivered in delight a soft moan of pleasure escaping her as he took her ear lobe past his lips sending tingles down her back. His fingertips just teased along her sensitive flesh and she yearned for more. She stroked her hands down his back grazing over his ass as she brushed her body against his, enjoying the delicate tension of desire wanting her to go faster and forcing herself to match his slow pace. His forehead pressed softly into hers and her gaze met him as she gave him a slow sensual smile before kissing him softly leading him with slow soft steps back towards the bed.
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				Post by: <strong>Richardson</strong> on <strong>31-05-2011, 04:43:42</strong>
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				<strong>Ever and Stephen - Ever's Room</strong><br><br>Stephen allowed himself to be led to the soft bed, his smile absolutely beaming with nervous excitement.&nbsp; When he felt his legs hit the structure, he leaned back and crawled backwards, ever so slowly onto the grey fabric.&nbsp; Everything was so low to the ground that he felt small looking up at this goddess towering over him.&nbsp; "Straddle me.&nbsp; I want you in control of me."&nbsp; The words were soft but heart-felt.&nbsp; There was something so amazing about being in her thrall.&nbsp; She had asked him what he wanted and all he wanted was what she wanted.&nbsp; That tension of desire didn't lead to the baby-steps and second guessings it would have outside.&nbsp; In here, it meant pleasure and he was beginning to understand that.&nbsp; In anticipation, he started to get a touch harder.
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				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>31-05-2011, 05:31:21</strong>
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				<strong>Ever and Stephen - Ever's Room</strong><br><br>Ever watched him crawl backward onto the bed with interest. She liked the smooth graceful way he moved, the subtle play of muscles in the low light. His words caught her attention and a smirk formed on her lips while something dark and dangerous glinted in her dark blue eyes.<br><br>How her imagination took flight and her smile grew wider. She knew he probably had no idea the kind of things that came to mind at his soft voiced request but it mattered little her own excitement soared and she leaned down and slowly started to crawl on top of him. She skimmed her hands up the outside of his calves and thighs, keeping the rest of her body suspended above him so the only other contact was the brush of her legs against his own.<br><br>She straddled his thighs and leaned over him her hands continuing their long caress of his body, "I think I can do that." She breathe din his ear a dark sultry sound as she grazed her teeth along his ear at the same time running the points of her nails down his chest to his hips softly just enough to tease without a bit of pain.
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				Post by: <strong>Richardson</strong> on <strong>31-05-2011, 05:56:04</strong>
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				He gasped at her touch.&nbsp; There was a hunger in his eyes that he didn't know what to do with but somehow he craved it.&nbsp; What muscles she must have to hover over him, to lightly reach down from the heavens to graze his earthly flesh with her own divine fingertips.&nbsp; The heat from her thighs met his own and he wanted to grab her, to take her, to make her beg him to stop and not to stop interchangeably but more than that he wanted to see what she would do to him, where she could take him.&nbsp; There would be time to play rougher later.&nbsp; For now he was in agonizing bliss at her teasing touches.
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				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>01-06-2011, 08:22:35</strong>
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				<strong>Stephen and Ever - Ever's Room</strong><br><br>He gasped and she smiled enjoying the sound. Her body was on fire delicious agony that made her want to stroke her hands along his cock before impaling herself on him and riding him until they were both too tired to move. As tempting as the idea was, and it was very tempting Ever refrained for the time being.<br><br>For now she was in a playful mood and she wanted to hear more of those delightful sounds Stephen made when temped and toyed with. She pulled back from him and sat up strait, pressing her damp sex against his thighs as she did. Her eyes sparkling as she looked down at him letting her gaze roam slowly over his body before meeting his. "Close your eyes Stephen." She said her voice soft in the quiet room but firm. She would make no other move to touch him until he complied.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Richardson</strong> on <strong>01-06-2011, 11:34:30</strong>
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				Her command sent a thrill up his spine and he opened his lips just a touch but then shut them along with his eyes in compliance.&nbsp; He could feel her moisture up against his leg and his cock stirred at the thought of sliding inside of her.&nbsp; He pictured her riding him, bucking her hips in wild abandon as he groaned in ecstasy beneath.&nbsp; But there was nothing but the feel of her body against the parts of his where she touched him and a sense of tension in the air as the stillness began to overwhelm him.&nbsp; Again he let out a little moan, wanting to feel more of her, wanting to just dominate her but he needed to be dominated first.&nbsp; It was important that he learn from her.
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				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>01-06-2011, 12:04:52</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Kat and Dimitri ~ Torture Room</span></span><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=107056.msg4713830#msg4713830">Quote from: lips and thorns on 30-05-2011, 18:04:06</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Torture Room - Dimitri &amp; Kat</strong><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><br>Dimitri smiled finally as she looked up into his eyes.&nbsp; Her eyes were dark, her body almost trembling with energy beneath his grip, her breast hot and burning in his hand.&nbsp; She still held her dress obediently, a beautiful blend of obedience and passion.&nbsp; Some girls would follow your every dictate, but they did it by going away in their mind, blanking out.&nbsp; Much preferable was a woman like Kat who would ride the sensations he gave her and never waver.&nbsp; It made the point at which she did waver so much more delicious.<br><br>"So young looking," Dimitri mused, looking Kat over.&nbsp; With her dress at her armpits and her body flushed, the image was less so than it had been walking demurely in the ball room, but still she had the fresh face of an innocent creature.&nbsp; "But not so innocent, are you, Katherine?"&nbsp; He squeezed her breast harder in reply to that, watching both the wince of pain in her eyes and something darker and delicious.&nbsp; <br><br>"You've experienced a little bit of this before," he said as he released the one reddened breast, and instead ran his finger tips in circles around the other.&nbsp; "But you want to try much more."&nbsp; He stroked that breast, kneading it softly, tracing around and around the nipple, closer, but never touching.&nbsp; <br><br>"Don't drop the dress," he reminded her again, followed immediately by a sudden slap on her tender breast.&nbsp; The other hand struck her stomach.&nbsp; He turned her around with one hand, slapping her ass through her boy short panties, a hand striking her back, her ass again, the back of her thighs.&nbsp; He drove her forward this way, the room ringing with his slaps, coming in an unexpected pattern, moving her towards a bench at the back.&nbsp; Walking her along, he continued to surprise her with his hard strikes, as if trying to goad her into dropping the dress.&nbsp; <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br>"No Sir," she gasped softly, unable to call him anything else in that moment, her eyes dark and filled with needs she'd never really had fulfilled before and the knowledge that she just might tonight, now, with him. "Not nearly so innocent as I first appear Sir," she agreed to his question and then fell silent as his fingers dug into her tormented breast while the other was gently teased. It was enough to keep her off balance, unsure what would come next.<br><br>Before she knew what was happening she was being driven across the room with a series of blows that made her flesh burn. Each one leaving a perfect print of his hand on pale skin and drawing low whimpers and soft yelps from her lips but she managed not to let go of the dress. It looked slightly awkward but she simply tightened her grip on the material and kept moving, allowing him to herd her through the room at will. Now that he no longer had a grip on her, she could have run, could have bolted for the door...but they both knew that wouldn't happen.<br><br>She wanted him, wanted what he had to offer, in every detail.<br><br>She realized where he was herding her, but made no assumptions. He could easily change his mind. Still she wasn't adverse to the bench he seemed to be aiming for and a small smile twitched her lips before the next slap fell on her thighs making her cringe and move forward once more. She wondered what he would do to once he had her there, and had no doubts that it would hurt, but hurt in ways that walked that line between simply being pain, and being pain that became pleasure.
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				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>01-06-2011, 23:55:36</strong>
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				<strong>Stephen and Ever - Ever's room</strong><br><br>She smiled when he complied not at all she that her would, pleased beyond measure when he did. For a moment she just watched him, the unsteady breathing, the tension in his body. She loved this part and for a moment she drew it out letting him wonder what she'd do.<br><br>"Obedience gains you a reward Stephen." She purred softly into the silence,&nbsp; She adjusted where she sat on his legs sliding lower and dipped her head running the tip of her tongue along the ridges of his abs. Her fingertips played lower teasing strokes to cock, feather touches to his balls, all meant to test him, and to bring forth those wonderful little sounds from his lips.
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				Post by: <strong>Richardson</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 00:45:48</strong>
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				A little voiceless gust of breath came out of his lips as she stroked him and tasted his skin.&nbsp; The feel of her tongue against his body was like the blade of a knife, soft but firm, leaving a trail of moisture and a sense of having been marked.&nbsp; He wouldn't be surprised to look down and see his body opened up to her like a corpse on the slab.&nbsp; He would willingly let her flense him if she offered him another flash of her perfect eyes.&nbsp; His cock stiffened where she touched and his balls twitched in surprise.&nbsp; "Oh god..." he moaned out, his hands clenching and unclenching against the covers.&nbsp; Those hands yearned to grab her by the hair and make her do their bidding but he calmed them down.&nbsp; Where were these urges coming from?&nbsp; The violent tendencies were starting to come more frequently and he wondered just how far this place would let him explore them...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 02:42:51</strong>
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				<strong>Stephen and Ever - Ever's room</strong><br><br>Ever watched him with keen eyes pleased at his reaction. He'd yet to open his eyes which was good, she'd hate to punish him...yet. His hands clenched into the covers of the bed and she smiled running her fingertips lightly down his tense arms to where his finger half curled but for the moment unclenched lay. Leaning forward pressing her body flush against his for the moment she breathed in his ear, "You're not to move Stephen, except to talk. Do you understand?" She asked pleasantly before dipping her head and nipping his ear lobe softly her body moving subtly against his as she worked to tease a reaction from him. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Richardson</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 03:27:07</strong>
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				At her next order, he let out a pained hiss.&nbsp; Biting his lip, he then let out a relaxed exhale and said, "Yes, ma'am."&nbsp; It was torture.&nbsp; She was trying to test him and he was not going to disappoint.&nbsp; Still, the urge to reach out was strong, especially after being forbidden any movement.&nbsp; Breathing in through his nose and out past his lips, he let out another strained moan when she rubbed against him.&nbsp; When she nipped his ear, it took all his strength not to wrap his arms around her, fling her to the mattress and mount her.&nbsp; Instead he just let out his frustration in a groan, the only outlet allowed to him.
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				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 03:50:15</strong>
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				Ever purred softly in pleasure watching Stephen and strain it was taking on him to hold still with his vision denied to him. If she was nicer maybe she'd relent a touch knowing he wasn't used to such play but she wasn't nice, at least not that nice.<br><br>"Very good Stephen, very good." she said moving her body again, sitting up she crawled back on top of him and with her palms on his chest for balance rubbed her heated sex against the head of his cock so he just rimmed her slit and pushed against her clit, moaning softly at the contact her nails digging into his skin just a touch&nbsp; as she rubbed herself against him.
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				Post by: <strong>Richardson</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 03:59:17</strong>
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				The feeling of her cunt near his cock should have sent him into a frenzy of activity but his imprisoned state meant all he could do was lie there, denied even the relief of squirming.&nbsp; About the only thing moving was his cock as it bobbed at her entrance.&nbsp; "Please.&nbsp; Please release me.&nbsp; I need to see you, to hold you, taste your skin.&nbsp; Please!"&nbsp; It was too much and here he was begging her.&nbsp; A voice inside his head told him he should be making her beg instead but he tamped it down.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 04:09:35</strong>
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				<strong>Stephen and Ever - Ever's room</strong><br><br>His plea was temping, oh so temping. Ever's body yearned for more, the desire she'd been able to hold back while teasing him rushed to the surface as she rubbed herself against him. She reminded herself of his newness and that she wasn't playing master to him not really and nodded though he couldn't see. "Yes" she said moving a hand to grip his length as she impaled herself on him moaning loudly in the process, "Yes, Stephen you're released." She said lifting her hips and sliding back down his length gripping him firmly with her slick inner walls.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Richardson</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 14:19:41</strong>
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				<strong>Stephen and Ever - Ever's Room</strong><br><br>In a flash his eyes were open and his hand were riding along her sides.&nbsp; As she rode him, he began to buck along with her movements, groaning at the sensation of her hot body against him.&nbsp; One hand went up to her breast and fondled it lovingly, his thumb gliding across her nipple in small circles.&nbsp; He couldn't take his eyes off of her as she rocked on top of him.&nbsp; It was a kind of heaven and he never wanted it to end.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lips and thorns</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 23:51:30</strong>
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				<strong>Torture Room - Dimitri &amp; Kat</strong><br><br>"Good, very good, such a sweet little girl," Dimitri muttered softly as he herded Kat across the room.&nbsp; The room sang with the sound of his hand on her flesh, but it stopped as he reached a padded bench.&nbsp; There was no end to the options and equipment arrayed around this area, just one of many in the room.&nbsp; But Dimitri did not require much, especially not for a first session.<br><br>"Take your dress off now," he ordered Kat, coming to stand still, hands clasped in front of him . He was still fully dressed in his tailored suit, and looked to not have ruffled it a bit.&nbsp; Only his reddened hands showed any sign of what he had been doing.&nbsp; "Give it to me."&nbsp; He took the dress from her when she had doffed it and folded it neatly, setting it aside.&nbsp; <br><br>"Onto the bench, up on your knees," he ordered her, guiding with his hands to get her just where he wanted, centered on the bench.&nbsp; It was not particularly high, leaving her just as high kneeling as she had been standing.&nbsp; "Put your hands behind your back, Katherine.&nbsp; Such a young thing, are you a very flexible girl, Katherine?"&nbsp; He pulled down a chain suspended over them, down to hang behind her.&nbsp; "Clasp your hands together."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 06:06:48</strong>
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				<strong>Stephen and Ever - Ever's Room</strong><br><br>She moaned as he began to thrust up to meet her and her nails dug softly into his skin. She let her head fall back and her eyes close in pleasure as she arched her back pushing her breasts forward eager for his attention. She leaned back increasing the angle and groaning loudly in pleasure, digging her nails in a touch deeper as her pleasure increased. With each trust she got closer and closer to the orgasm shimmering on the horizon for now just out of reach. Her body strained and she panted, tightening herself around him rhythmically with each withdrawal.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Richardson</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 06:57:45</strong>
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				<strong>Stephen and Ever - Ever's Room</strong><br><br>He was so close to exploding again but he didn't let himself go just yet.&nbsp; Savouring her naked form thrashing against his own, he began to grunt louder and louder.&nbsp; His hands moved down to her hips to hold her tight against him while they fucked harder and faster.&nbsp; The sounds of their sweaty bodies slapping against each other were sweeter than any music.&nbsp; Faster and faster they went until he felt himself right on the verge and a howl came out of him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 22:35:45</strong>
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				From their words, their situation had become more like a competition rather than just and act of sex, and, at this point, Derek was more than just losing the battle. It all started with the kiss that she placed against his length, relishing in the feeling of her soft lips trailing up against the sensitive skin of his member. The feeling was more intense than usual, but he wasn't sure if it was due to the ecstasy increasing his sense of touch or Sasha's experience and technique.<br><br>Suddenly his thoughts left his mind as he felt it once again. Sasha's slimy tongue as it swirled around the head of his cock, but this time with a new sensation following it. "Oh..." He moaned softly again from the feeling of her lips wrapping around his tip, a grin spreading from his lips as the sound of the pop echoed through the room when she released it. "God, you're good at this." Derek said to Sasha as her tongue went over his length once more. His eyes closed as he winced from the pleasure of her mouth surrounding his meat once more, his breathing becoming harder as she took him deep into her throat.<br><br>Derek didn't realize until that moment that he was becoming more and more submissive to Sasha as she continued to please him with her mouth. As her hand wrapped around the base of his cock, it was as if she was containing his dominant nature within his grip. Each time she moved her mouth up and down his length he could feel his true self fading away, wanting to let Sasha take over. At this rate, their game would soon be over and Sasha would be the easy victor.<br><br>As much as Derek didn't mind losing this one time, he just couldn't let it happen. It wasn't in his nature to become fully submissive so he decided to quickly take control. Even though most of his strength was resting in his cock, he managed to bring his hands over Sasha's bobbing head. For a brief moment, he just relazed them as his fingers ran through her hair, but the truth was he was timing the movements of her mouth and hand as she sucked him off. "Times up..." Derek muttered as the moment came when his dick was deep in Sasha's throat, and he quickly held her in place, not letting her remove himself from her mouth.<br><br>The man let his member rest in the girl's mouth a while before he brought her back up to let her breath. Not much time had passed before he pushed her head back down on his length, reaching just as deep as before. He was letting Sasha know that it wouldn't be as easy for her to take control of him as his dominant nature began to surface more and more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RipTide</strong> on <strong>06-06-2011, 19:45:37</strong>
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				Sasha inwardly smiled at his compliment, giving him a long, hard suck in response as her head pulled upwards before sinking back down onto him, pressing him further and further down her throat until her nose brushed against his abdomen, though only for a brief moment before she retreated, sucking in a quick breath.<br><br>When she took him deep yet again, however, Sasha didn't have time to respond before his hand held her head down, her throat constricting around his length. Closing her eyes, her brows furrowed as she began to gag and her hands pressed to his thighs. Just as she began to struggle for breath, her released her, taking a large inhale and gulping before she was pressed back down once again, her green eyes meeting his a moment, watering slightly before they closed once again. <br><br>"Mmmph.."Sasha liked being in control most of the time, but there was a part of her that liked to be dominated and pushed around a little bit. It made things a bit more exciting and unpredictable, though at the same time, it made her want to fight more for the upper hand. With his cock stuffed down her throat, her hand reached up, clutching his silky sack and rolling his balls between her slender fingers, massaging them as her eyes reopened to catch his gaze. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>11-06-2011, 18:44:44</strong>
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				<strong>Stephen and Ever - Ever's Room</strong><br><br>With a single mindedness few could guess she had Ever sought her pleasure with Stephen. His hands on her hip held her closer to him as her thrust deep into her and she cried out her pleasure with each thrust just moments away from her orgasm.<br><br>And then another thrust and her back arched, her entire body went tense, she tightened around him and she screamed her pleasure. Her&nbsp; body quaked with the force of her pleasure moments before she heard Stephen howl out his own satisfaction. <br><br>After a breath of time Ever relaxed her body on top of his. Her nails that had dug into him during her release were pulled away and soft kisses planted in the spots where light crescents marred his skin. She ran her hands soothingly over him before lifting off of him and settling on the bed next to him a soft smile playing on her face as she relaxed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Richardson</strong> on <strong>12-06-2011, 02:12:00</strong>
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				<strong>Steven and Ever - Ever's Room</strong><br><br>He leaned in and kissed her again.&nbsp; "I don't quite know what all this is but thank you for it anyway.&nbsp; It...was amazing."&nbsp; The look of gratitude on his face turned a little south.&nbsp; "So where do we go from here?"&nbsp; Reaching out a hand, he began to stroke her hip, his fingers making lazy, little circles on her soft skin.&nbsp; Her skin felt hot from their lovemaking and he wanted nothing so much as to just bury himself in her again but exhaustion was taking its toil.&nbsp; It was not everyday that he had a beautiful lady pleasure him like this and he had just enough confidence to think she had enjoyed it a little herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Masquerade - Private Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Changeling</strong> on <strong>12-06-2011, 18:30:49</strong>
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				<strong>Classroom: Ever &amp; Tarik</strong><br><br>Tarik would have the noticed the errie settings of the hallway, if he was alone in there. He might have been scared to death, had he been alone in that goth horror settings. But right now, his eyes were focused on Ever, taking in her beauty, vivacious bounce of her body.<br><br>"Here I am trying to be a good student, and you are encouraging my bad side", he winked at Ever.<br><br>He stopped leaning on the wall, when Ever stopped in front of the room. The narrow hallway heightened his sense of closeness to her, he could feel her presence, her smell in the air. And then she opened the door to the classroom, and a whole new world was about to open to him.<br><br>Tarik followed her into the room, it was just a standard classroom, though cleaner compared to normal classrooms. He smiled as she closed the door behind them.<br><br>"Teacher, I am sorry my family cannot afford the school dress. Can I borrow the school uniform?", he said with an almost embarassed look.
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