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Octavia had never heard of the House Midnight before an intriguing woman named Lorelai had approached her one night while she was out with her friends. Pulled aside Lorelai had been engaging and friendly asking her all sorts of questions, though they had all lead to one thing. The Midnight House. It was a brothel of sorts Lorelai had confessed, laughing brightly. They specialized in fulfilling their high end clients with their darkest desires. When Octavia had started to shy away, she had been reassured, that it wasn't anything like that if she didn't want it to be. She actually fit the general appearance of what one of their clients wished for. Not exact, but close enough for give them the fantasy. Octavia found the picture that was painted appealing. Just barely eighteen she had never been with a man and had very little experience with the opposite sex. There was something distinctly unattractive to her about having a boy fumble his way through her pants. She had always intended to wait for a man, someone who could guide her.. perhaps even use her. By the end, she was sold and she agreed to come to the next event.
Octavia arrived early, per Lorelai's instructions. The sun had just set and a half moon was ascending slowly into the night sky. Greeted at the door by the woman herself she gave a shy smile. "So glad you decided to do this!" Lorelai took her hands and lead her down a hallway and into what amounted to a very large closet. "So the even we are having is a masked ball kinda of deal, but without the dancing" She laughed, cheerily. "I was thinking for the gentleman I had you in mind for.. Something innocent." Handing Octavia a doe mask she smiled. "And due to your um.. virginal nature.." She smirked slightly and handed her a white lacy gown. "Something like this. Go try 'em on sugar"
Octavia took both items behind the screen to the side of the room undressing. She was a small slip of a girl, barely reaching five two in height. Standing naked she glanced into the mirror for a moment. Pale green eyes traced the curve of her small perky breasts, down the slender intake of her waist before her hips flared out slightly. Someone wanted her? Shaking her head, her short white hair swayed, smiling softly. She never pictured herself as someone's fantasy. Dressing in the pair of barely there panties that Lorelai handed her over the screen she blushed lightly before pulling on the dress; she found it made the best of her svelte form. The lace dress was high necked, curving over her shoulders into nothingness. The back of the dress was completely open, stopping just shy of her rear. Sheer panels were spaced along the skirt showing flashes of her legs as she moved. Securing the mask on her face she came from behind the screen.
"Well don't you look good enough to eat!" Lorelai beamed at her. Motioning her closer she fluffed her hair about the mask, hiding the ribbon that held it in place. Humming softly she painted her lips with a pale shimmering gloss and and added touches along her cheeks as well. "Lovely" Nodding she tipped her head to one side. "You sure you wanna do this pet?" Octavia nodded "Yes, I am sure.." Her voice was soft and husky even if it trembled a little. "Good!" The last thing added was a pair of white heels and they were off.
Moments later Octavia found herself alone in a richly decorated room. A handsome four poster bed sat on a raised dais, the posters carved to look like ivy. It should have looked tacky, but instead it was almost enchanting. It seemed to fit with the dark green walls and the dark hard wood floors. A fire place sat across from the bed, a fire burning merrily in it's grate. There was a small couch before the fire and other little odds and ends placed about the room. A small bar well appointed and glasses. Nerves getting the better of her Octavia ran a hand along the top of the bar. This was it, wasn't it? Pouring two glasses of some amber liquid into short tumblers she turned as she heard the knob of the door turning, her skirt swirling about her legs. Lips half parted, soft blush in her cheeks she lifted her eyes to the man who entered. "Hello"
Octavia arrived early, per Lorelai's instructions. The sun had just set and a half moon was ascending slowly into the night sky. Greeted at the door by the woman herself she gave a shy smile. "So glad you decided to do this!" Lorelai took her hands and lead her down a hallway and into what amounted to a very large closet. "So the even we are having is a masked ball kinda of deal, but without the dancing" She laughed, cheerily. "I was thinking for the gentleman I had you in mind for.. Something innocent." Handing Octavia a doe mask she smiled. "And due to your um.. virginal nature.." She smirked slightly and handed her a white lacy gown. "Something like this. Go try 'em on sugar"
Octavia took both items behind the screen to the side of the room undressing. She was a small slip of a girl, barely reaching five two in height. Standing naked she glanced into the mirror for a moment. Pale green eyes traced the curve of her small perky breasts, down the slender intake of her waist before her hips flared out slightly. Someone wanted her? Shaking her head, her short white hair swayed, smiling softly. She never pictured herself as someone's fantasy. Dressing in the pair of barely there panties that Lorelai handed her over the screen she blushed lightly before pulling on the dress; she found it made the best of her svelte form. The lace dress was high necked, curving over her shoulders into nothingness. The back of the dress was completely open, stopping just shy of her rear. Sheer panels were spaced along the skirt showing flashes of her legs as she moved. Securing the mask on her face she came from behind the screen.
"Well don't you look good enough to eat!" Lorelai beamed at her. Motioning her closer she fluffed her hair about the mask, hiding the ribbon that held it in place. Humming softly she painted her lips with a pale shimmering gloss and and added touches along her cheeks as well. "Lovely" Nodding she tipped her head to one side. "You sure you wanna do this pet?" Octavia nodded "Yes, I am sure.." Her voice was soft and husky even if it trembled a little. "Good!" The last thing added was a pair of white heels and they were off.
Moments later Octavia found herself alone in a richly decorated room. A handsome four poster bed sat on a raised dais, the posters carved to look like ivy. It should have looked tacky, but instead it was almost enchanting. It seemed to fit with the dark green walls and the dark hard wood floors. A fire place sat across from the bed, a fire burning merrily in it's grate. There was a small couch before the fire and other little odds and ends placed about the room. A small bar well appointed and glasses. Nerves getting the better of her Octavia ran a hand along the top of the bar. This was it, wasn't it? Pouring two glasses of some amber liquid into short tumblers she turned as she heard the knob of the door turning, her skirt swirling about her legs. Lips half parted, soft blush in her cheeks she lifted her eyes to the man who entered. "Hello"