Dance With Me Tonight - Secret & Doom Cookie
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				Title: <strong>Dance With Me Tonight - Secret &amp; Doom Cookie</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doom Cookie</strong> on <strong>25-11-2009, 18:40:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/28/Emily.png)<br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f8/Mask1.png)</div>Emily scurried about her room frantically looking for the last piece to her outfit, her maid trailing after her desperately trying to tie up her corset. “Dear, I won’t get this very tight with you running around like this!” she said hurriedly. Emily stopped with a sigh “Fine…” and held as still as she could, not that it lasted long. As soon as she was tied up she was back too searching. “Where did my mask go!?” she asked angrily, frustrated that she’d forgotten where she’d put it. “By your mirror dear.” She sighed and ran for her bathroom, checking to make sure her hair was perfect and her makeup was just right before she put her mask on.<br><br>After her mask was in place she picked up the long ribbon on her counter and held it out to her maid, waiting for her to put it on her arm. She was so excited that standing still was a hard thing to do; even after she turned around and had her necklace clasped around her neck. It was her first Masquerade ball, and she was nearly jumping out of her skin. She’d been to normal balls before, but had always been to young for the masked ball, at least according to her father. Now she was a grown woman, and could do what she pleased and it pleased her to be going to the ball. After taking one last check of herself in the mirror she hurried down the stairs and out the door where her carriage was already waiting to take her to the ball.<br><br><hr><br>As she entered the ball she had to let out a gasp, everything was so beautiful and all the people in masks looked so great. She suddenly wished she had come with someone because how was she to know who anyone was was with masks on. Maybe that was the point to all the masks. But what if she found a cute boy she liked? How was she supposed to find him after the ball? She let out a sign and crossed the dance floor, looking for someone, anyone, she might know.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dance With Me Tonight - Secret &amp; Eskimo</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>26-11-2009, 03:45:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i878.photobucket.com/albums/ab348/1EDGFX/Secretwriter/Me%2011-09/Banners/quinceanera-dress-Q-273-F-de.jpg)</div> Arianna looked around the ballroom with a bored expression perched upon her delicate features.&nbsp; Her dark chocolate brown eyes, just a touch lighter than her black hair and mocha skin, flicked from person to person.&nbsp; She scrutinized the costumes, her own <strong>mask</strong> (http://i878.photobucket.com/albums/ab348/1EDGFX/Secretwriter/Me%2011-09/Banners/BlackandRedMaskwithFeathers.jpg) obscuring her identity from the prying eyes of others playing the very same game she was.&nbsp; Who could she peg instantly? Only a few.&nbsp; Most of those because of their unmistakable builds. <br><br>She supposed that the only reason that she'd even bothered was because it was the thing to do; to make an appearance.&nbsp; The wife of the Duke of Eaton had a anticlimactic life – especially where the bed of the Duke was concerned.&nbsp; The duchess peered through the eye holes in the mask and sighed inwardly.&nbsp; Thankfully those visits were few and far between, she'd already given him his heir and now if he would just leave her completely alone and consort only with his mistresses she'd be most content. <br><br>It wasn’t that he was an unattractive man. It was that he was a man at all.&nbsp; Her tastes ran more toward curving hips and the swell of a breast, the soft folds of femininity that made her blood pump through her veins so furiously.&nbsp; <br><br>She took a glass of champagne off of the silver tray held by a passing waiter and was soon ensconced by women who had picked her out because of her natural coloring, for her Spanish heritage. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dance With Me Tonight - Secret &amp; Eskimo</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doom Cookie</strong> on <strong>28-11-2009, 02:12:12</strong>
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				Emily rolled her eyes as she saw a mass of woman swarm another woman. Did they really need to act like this? Seriously? The only way she would ever be ok with this was if they were swarming her and giving her all their attention. But alas, she would never be given attention like that because she just wasn't that important. That thought made her want to break that swarm up right then an there.<br><br>With a small grown she marched over to the group of woman and pushed her way to the center of the circle; ignoring the complains and pushy hands she was receiving for what she was doing. She stood in front of the oddly tan woman and held her arms out. "Ok ladies, give the woman some space. Swarming like this probably irritates her, and there is no way she is impressed by any of you. So shove off." her voice was firm and clear as she spoke, receiving many a glare from the woman, but after a moment they dispersed and went back to what they were doing previously.<br><br>She turned around and smiled softly at the woman before her, "I'm sorry, but I just can't see how anyone would enjoy that. I hope you don't mind too terribly." her cheeks were a little red and she was thankful that her mask hid it, but she hadn't really done it for the woman, she simply been jealous of the attention she was getting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dance With Me Tonight - Secret &amp; Eskimo</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>29-11-2009, 03:45:29</strong>
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				She disliked at least half of the women that were fawning over her, complimenting her costume and remarking on the expensive material.&nbsp; Yes. Yes. She was rich. Move along please? Did everything have to be about money?&nbsp; The depth of these women, that burst into tears over the slightest things, irritated her.&nbsp; They weren't from the same stock as her where ladies were strong and still seen as feminine and desirable.&nbsp; These women were all helpless unless they were being conniving.&nbsp; <br><br>She could have kissed the girl that burst through the crowd but her position demanded that she punish her.&nbsp; <br><br>She signaled to her armed escort to grab her.&nbsp; And they did, pinning her arms roughly behind her back.&nbsp; Her eyes raked over the female's form. "Take her to the dungeon."&nbsp; And they were gone.&nbsp; The women around her started commenting, complimenting and exclaiming over the young woman.&nbsp; <br><br>Arianna waved them off, moving from inside the circle and following her guard.&nbsp; Her skirt swished around the rigid undergarments that caused it to flare, the many petticoats and the hooped skirt that supported the frame.&nbsp; &nbsp;This was her excuse to leave the ball and by God she was taking it.&nbsp; <br><br>"Leave us, bring me a tray of food and two glasses. A bottle of champagne and a flagon of punch.," she said once the girl had been secured in a cell.&nbsp; The guard followed his orders and shut the door behind him.&nbsp; <br><br>"Thank you," she said quietly.&nbsp; "I appreciate what you've done but my title demands that I act upon such foolishness. What is your name?" <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dance With Me Tonight - Secret &amp; Eskimo</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doom Cookie</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 01:58:11</strong>
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				Emily looked at her suddenly with surprised and confused eyes as the woman told her guards to take her to the dungeon. She winced as they pinned her arms roughly behind her back, but she mad no other noise. She didn't understand what was going on, nor why, but she knew it would only be worse if she acted out. She walked with the men, doing her best to keep up and to keep from struggling; she didn't need any more pain in her arms.<br><br>She felt the wind get knocked out of her as she landed on her back on the hard floor, it wasn't that they had thrown her hard or anything, she simply lost her balance and fell and they pushed her into the cell. She got up as soon as her lungs were full of air again, brushing herself off quickly, not wanting her dress to be dirty or stained. She looked at the woman with a curious expression as she asked for a tray of food and drinks; was this woman going to keep her here and eat in front of her or something? She really began to wonder what she had gotten herself into until the woman thanked her in a quiet tone. It all began to make sense as she continued to speak.<br><br>"My name is Emily, Ma'am." she said softly and lowered her head to show respect to her. She thought the woman had been angry with her, and maybe she still was, but she did not want her to be angrier so she kept her mouth shut until she was spoken to again. When she noticed the woman's tan skin she couldn't help but speak though. "You're... Arianna... aren't you?" now it made sense. This woman was just below the Queen, and her outburst at the dance had caused embaressment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dance With Me Tonight - Secret &amp; Eskimo</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>07-01-2010, 07:37:39</strong>
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				Arianna took the chair that the guards used when watching the prisoners late at night.&nbsp; She sat on the edge of the seat, her dress making it impossible to sit back comfortably.&nbsp; Most of her dresses were like that, forcing posture at any time.&nbsp; She hated the fashions but she was used to it. That didn't mean she liked it. <br><br>"Yes. I am Arianna, you may call me that in private.&nbsp; Emily. That's a rather boring name."&nbsp; She didn't like it at all.&nbsp; It would have to be changed.&nbsp; <br><br>"Despite the crime, you got me out of a dreadful situation." Her brown eyes locked on the girl.&nbsp; She tilted her head as she took in the slender frame of the young beauty.&nbsp; Her panties grew wet almost immediately.&nbsp; <br><br>"But you do lack manners.&nbsp; I know!" She smiled almost cruelly.&nbsp; "For your punishment...You'll move in here and learn how to be a lady. The fact that you have neglected such training shows."&nbsp; She smiled again, that same ravenous look in her eye present as she looked the woman over.&nbsp; "I could have you beheaded for what you did, or at the very least publically flogged in the nude."&nbsp; Her smile disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. "But I won't.&nbsp; I think learning to be a lady is enough punishment.&nbsp; Why don't you take off that dress and show me just what a woman lies beneath it?" It wasn't a request. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dance With Me Tonight - Secret &amp; Eskimo</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doom Cookie</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 23:34:16</strong>
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				Emily nodded as she spoke, confirming who she thought the woman was. Suddenly she felt horrible about her outburst upstairs. She had to have embarrassed her and angered her some. That thought was quickly erased by Arianna's next comment. So she had done something ok then? she was curious as to why the woman looked at her. She had never been looked at in that way, and she didn't know what to think of it.<br><br>As the woman continued to talk she was quite surprised by what the woman was saying. Live with her? What was she now? A pet? Then she thought about it for a moment. She was just under the queen, she had power and position, something she lacked. This was either going to play to her benifit, or it wouldn't. What did she really have to lose? Nothing really. When she said the things she could have done to her she grew fearful, until she said that she wouldn't do those things. That was a relief. Until she said to remove her dress.<br><br>Was this woman crazy? She knew that she wasn't asking her to remove the dress, she was telling her to. But is this what she had to do instead of getting real punishment? What was she going to do? Publically humiliate her? Touch her? Her brain stopped at that point. She mentally shook herself and reached behind her back, trying desperately to pull at her corsets strings. "Um.. Will you.. help?" she asked. "The corset is tight, and a challenge for my to loosen.." she spoke softly and bashfully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dance With Me Tonight - Secret &amp; Eskimo</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 08:23:05</strong>
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				"You know that you don't really have a choice in any of this.&nbsp; Half of those women are ladies, given titles by the Queen herself and will demand to see that you're punished.&nbsp; You can do this my way or you can spend some serious painful time in another situation.&nbsp; At least what I'm offering you're sure to enjoy."&nbsp; Arianna looked at he calmly but there was no mistaking the threat in her tone. <br><br>"Of course." She inclined her head before she rose, striding over to the cell with ease and the grace of someone bred into status. "Back toward the bars."&nbsp; She waited till Emily complied and then set to work, carefully loosening the strings so that the corset wouldn't suddenly constrict and squeeze the breath out of the luscious young body in front of her. The body that her fingers were itching to touch and caress. <br><br>"You also need to watch your tone with me. Your manners are severely lacking and I will lash them into you if I have to.&nbsp; Mind your words or you will suffer to learn lessons."&nbsp; She returned to her seat smoothly, gliding over to her chair and settling down into it with poise.&nbsp; She lifted her chin and waved her hand, indicating to Emily that she should continue. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dance With Me Tonight - Secret &amp; Eskimo</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doom Cookie</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 04:27:19</strong>
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				Emily knew all too well that she had not choice in the things going on. She knew that this woman wouldn't give her an ultimatum, and she'd rather not be beaten or killed or anything like that. So her only choice was to listen. She found it easier to breath as the woman untied her corset. Once she heard the woman sit down she turned around and looked at her. She wasn't sure what to do now, she didn't want to make her dress dirty by leaving it on the floor.<br><br>She nodded her head as she spoke, aknoleging the she understood, though she wasn't sure how her tone had been wrong. She had thought she had good manners, but she also wasn't royalty, so who was she to judge good manners? Not wanting to anger her she slid out of her dress carefully, hanging it over one of the horizonatal bars in the cell. She crossed her arms over her bare chest, only a pair of panties covering her naked skin.<br><br>She looked at the floor, not knowing what to do. She'd never let anyone see her body before and she was honestly scared. She didn't know what to do nor what she wanted. Did this woman want anything sexual from her? She really didn't know, and that thought really scared her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dance With Me Tonight - Secret &amp; Eskimo</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>29-03-2010, 23:00:14</strong>
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				She liked that the girl showed care for her garment. Just dropping it on the floor would have gotten her a few lashings with a whip.&nbsp; Arianna's eyes roamed over the form of the girl.&nbsp; Beautiful. She had creamy skin, a lovely figure.&nbsp; "Drop your arms," she said with cool, though not haughty, authority.&nbsp; She looked at the lines on the girl's skin.&nbsp; "The corset is too tight. They should be snug but not to that level.&nbsp; There is no need to try to make yourself thinner, you are exquisite.&nbsp; You will damage your body if you continue.&nbsp; An eighteen inch waist is perfectly slender, you're heading at least toward a fourteen. That won't do. It isn't good for you."&nbsp; <br><br>Arianna rose and returned to the cell door as she heard footsteps on the stairs. "Remove your panties and back away from the bars." The man with the tray of food returned and placed it on a folding table that he had his other arm hooked through.&nbsp; "Thank you. You're dismissed."&nbsp; <br><br>"Yes, Your Grace."&nbsp; He made a hasty exit, though his eyes had lingered on the almost bare form of the caged woman. <br><br>"Remove your panties and I will let you out of the cell to dine."&nbsp; Everything had happened so quickly that there hadn't really been time for the girl to follow the order.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dance With Me Tonight - Secret &amp; Eskimo</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doom Cookie</strong> on <strong>02-05-2010, 01:41:51</strong>
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				Emily back away right away, but didn't have time to remove her underwear. She was hesitant to drop her arms as well. Once the guard had left however, she figured she better. Not to mention she was hungry. She took in a deep breath and lowered her arms, dropping her panties with great hesitation. She felt very exposed and hated it greatly. She wasn't ready to show herself every inch to anyone, let alone a woman. This was all new to her and she hated it so badly. She just wanted this to be over. She wished she hadn't of spoken out up stairs. She was scared and wanted to be safe at home.<br><br>She took a small step forward, showing her that she had done what she was told to do. "I-I did as you said..." she stuttering in her words, not sure what to do anymore.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dance With Me Tonight - Secret &amp; Eskimo</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 07:52:18</strong>
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				She liked the way that Emily was hesitant about dropping her panties.&nbsp; It was a sexy thing.&nbsp; "Yes. You did." Arianna's eyes roamed over her very sensual form. She rose and unlocked the door, letting the young woman out of the cell. "Eat, Pet. You're not to look undernourished here."&nbsp; Her hands roamed softly over the woman's breasts and down her stomach.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Moving closer, she dragged her lips gently over the girl's cheek. "Where do you live? I'll send my men for your belongings." As she spoke, her fingers moved down over the beautiful mound between Emily's legs, stroking over it softly.&nbsp; "You're mine now. And I want you to eat. Get nourishment and become beautiful." <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dance With Me Tonight - Secret &amp; Doom Cookie</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doom Cookie</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 13:55:41</strong>
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				Emily left the cell hesitantly, wondering if there was a catch. She didn't understand why she said undernourished thought. She had a good body, she didn't need to gain weight. She worked hard to be the size she was. She wasn't going to make her fat, was she? She shivvered when the woman ran her hands over her bare torso. It wasn't something she was used too.<br><br>Her eyes grew wide as she kissed her cheek. "Rookwell Estates..." she spoke softly, feeling a bit of shock from all of this. She squeaked in surprise and terror when she touched her secret place. Not only was she touching her, calling her property, but she said she had to gain weight to be beautiful! She wasn't beautiful already? Emily wanted to cry, sob, but she held everything in. She slowly picked up some food, placing it in her mouth and chewing slowly.
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