Masquerade (V_M & Google)

[Vixen_Mistress]

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It was the ball of her birthday, the day she was considered to be a woman and could be wed off to a male of proper upbringing and many had been invited. Tonight even the staff of the castle had been invited, given older gowns that had been worn anywhere between one to five years ago that had gone out of style, but they were more than happy to wear such things since it was not every day that they were allowed to be equals to those around them, not having to bow tonight. Everyone was dressed nicely in their finest gowns ad suits, men and women talking, laughing and enjoying the party while wondering which of these people was the princess Ariana, or Ari as her friends called her. It was a game her father had chosen, her mother long since dead so it was just her and her father for now. Her father saw this as a way to get to know others without knowing what they looked like, allowing them to talk, mingle and flirt, wondering which would find his daughter in this large crowd since no one had been introduced upon entering, they simply had to present their invitation at the door and enter the large ballroom.

Ariana was in the fray that was her party, her gown beautiful as usual, but there were many around her that were just as beautiful and revealing as her own so she did not think she stood out too much. He gown was back and red, slits along the top of her legs, hiding more intimate areas, but showing much leg. Ariana was not tall, only about five foot four inches tall, her body slender except for her C cup bust, and well defined curvy ass. Her mask was intricate black wirework with black lace over it, the holes for her eyes allowing her deep blue eyes to look out at the crowd around her, although she was not in the center of it, in fact she was watching from the wall, looking around at the party goers. She smiled, watching them talk, all the curiosity of which was her, and looked up to her father standing near one of the doors. Fairies were very different from the others in society, they were not so shy about wearing less and even enjoyed something so simple as a small top and something sheer to cover the rest of them, Ariana was not much different, and tonight at the sound of the bell ringing fairies of the right age would remove their gowns and show the attire they were wearing beneath, a second outfit for the party, though this one would be much more revealing and with magic her’s would just appear on her as the others of her kind would do, although the guests were encouraged to follow suit and wear something under to show off for this tradition, but it was not mandatory. Ari ran a hand through her long shiny brunette hair, a few times turning down a dance, waiting for a little before going out to dance.

Looking up she noticed her father was no longer standing at the door, making her wonder if something was going on outside, but she tried to not worry about it and just enjoy her party. Ariana’s wings were currently folded behind her, down and not obvious like others had their own, although her own were very lovely, like stained glass with silver swirls and designs inside them, and although they looked fragile they were soft as silk, but harder than diamonds, making them difficult to break, thankfully. On occasion she would stretch her wings, but then would put them back down relaxing. The choker around her neck sparkled with red jewels followed by a matching bracelet on each wrist, anklets, multiple ear piercings on her slightly pointed ears. When offered again to dance she accepted, although she suspected more than one person to steal her from the partner, after all that was the game going on at the moment, a game of dancing to avoid your partner being stolen from you, whether you were male or female did not matter and it made for a fun game as well as seeing who were the best dancers, meaning the ones capable of leading their partner to avoid them being taken were the best at this game. Ariana was soon led onto the dance floor with many others and began a very simple dance, something like a waltz, but much more intricate since others were doing well practiced moves to avoid having to part with their partners, many of the girls giggling when their partners looked bewildered at someone else cutting in smoothly and taking their dance partner. It seemed that the male dancing with her did not know these rules and soon she was dancing with another male who did know what he was doing, but already she could see others heading toward the dance floor to play the game, meaning she would be getting a few different partners until one could outmaneuver the others.

 

[DomG]

It was strange how some things changed over time while other things didn't change at all. Lucian had been a vampire for hundreds of years, less then a hundred years until the thousand year mark was reached, making him one of the oldest and most powerful vampires on the planet and he had long ago left behind many of the traditional weaknesses of his kind. The first to go had been the crossing of open water and then about a century later the symbols of the great religions no longer inspired any revulsion in him... silver hadn't been a problem since his fifth century, even direct sunlight held no threat so long as he only was exposed for short times... and he only needed to be invited into the homes of the most powerful and influential anymore because only they had the money to ensure spells were cast to keep his kind out...

But an invitation could be many things Lucian learned that over the years, it could be verbal, it could be a coy look from a pretty young woman, or in this particular case it could be a letter printed on thick paper and chased in gold leaf. Oh it hadn't been addressed to him, the person who had received it had handed it over to him to ensure the safety of his family... but the invitation did say that whomever carried it was to be granted entrance to the party and that was enough for Lucian. It was a plan that he had put into place years ago, finding the right moment when all the pretty young princesses of the local kingdoms to be gathered in one place, his armies were ready for a moments notice... and as soon as he could he would strike, enter the party, take those who fit the prophecy hostage while those who didn't fit into the proper perimeters would be released... a way to ensure that outside forces didn't get involved. Some would be kept but many would be released... giving the families of those that were kept hope that their own children would be set free.

His armies had been in place for a few days, some of them outside of the kingdoms capitol but others hiding in the sewers and cellars, waiting for the moment to come when they would rise up... Lucian had arrived like any of the other guests, dressed in his finest black and silver, a black domino mask over his face to disguise his features and fit the theme a little bit, and a swagger in his step. Handing the invitation over to the guard standing at the door he had felt a bit of a tickle for a moment as he passed over the thresh hold of the palace, the invitation had been just what was needed to get him in.

As he entered the coupe started, not all at once of course but instead the infiltrators began to go active, one at a time they would snatch up the different patrols of the guards or open up different gates into the city... it had to be done quietly but effectively to ensure that everything went off smoothly. He trusted his men, many had served him for decades and they had never failed him before... before the sun rose the city would be under his control and his men would be manning those gates to ensure no one could take it back from him.

He entered just as a dance was starting, he was familiar with the way the Fairies did things, the dance was one he had seen before or at least variations of it... a fun way for them to move around the room and experience different partners until couples of comparable skill ended up avoiding being separated again. Lucian was not a particularly skilled dancer, he was more then capable of moving with the proper grace but had little patience for it most of the time... he was however very quick and right now saw no reason not to have a little bit of fun before the night began for him properly. A few moments observation and he was able to see the princess of this kingdom and a few of the others that could fit into the prophecy, it didn't take much effort to insert himself into the flow of the dance, discarding two partners in rapid succession before he was holding the fairy princess close to himself, inhaling deeply, enjoying the scent of her, working to keep his fangs hidden for now... the time to feed would come soon enough...

It wasn't hard for him to move through the assembled dancers, seeing others attempting to cut in and avoiding them with ease... knowing that every moment he spent with her the coup would progress a little further and it would soon be time to reveal himself to the assembled party goers.

 

[Vixen_Mistress]

While dancing Ariana thought she had the best dancer dancing with her, for a while he had avoided to be cut out of the dance before a man wearing something similar to her stepped in and in a turn took hold of her and pulled her from her partner, her eyes widening a little at this, but she smiled and gave a giggle, “I was wondering if someone could best him in this game, well done Sir.” She purred softly, allowing him to lead her across the floor, seeing how he cut off would-be suitors who were trying to get her attention, but at every turn and spin she avoided being taken hold of by anyone else except for the one holding her at the moment, “I am Ariana, and you are Sir?” She asked pleasantly, her deep blue eyes looking up at him, dark red lips smiling, clearly enjoying herself. They danced and danced going through the game, the music changing, but the game would not end for a while, even after the change of attire for those who wished to they would still dance.

Then the time came, the silver bells above the crowd began ringing softly then louder and with the sounds of them she felt her heart racing a little, knowing it was time to shed her costume and show the one beneath it, something normal for her kind and her magic above most fairy there was the best glamor. While dancing with him she let her body press close and slowed a little, some simply slipping out of their clothing, others using little tricks of glamor, but she used hers much more effectively, her gown seemed to come alive, small wings moving on her body and if her partner looked close he would see they were now butterflies of black, silver and red moving on her, and under it were thin pieces of silver, it was then that the butterflies took off of her body from the bottom up, showing the slender girl under them and instead of the black and red gown she now stood in a very intricate silver wire corset that barely covered her and left much of her to see. The skirt was almost sheer and with him being close the jeweled bikini beneath was all that covered her. Some of the others around her were wearing less than she was, but hers was very elegant and she looked up at him to see what his reaction was to her new outfit.

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[DomG]

Keeping others at bay was not very difficult at all, there may be better dancers in the assembled group but he was far faster then they were and with senses far keener, he could hear would be suitors approaching and be out of their path without even looking, so often it might appear to be accidental but he was in total control at that moment. When she gave her name and asked for his he merely smiled, his fangs displayed for an instant but quickly hidden away again. “Its a pleasure to make your acquaintance my dear but to give you my name so soon would defeat the purpose of wearing a mask now wouldn't it?” The words were delivered with a little bit of a chuckle, mischief in the tone when in truth he didn't want to give her his name just yet, if the schedule was being held to then his men would be taking control of the city walls about now and letting in the bulk of his army, the alarm would be raised and silenced in short order but to give away his identity right now could impact the schedule and endanger the plan.

Then, he was saved by the bell, or several bells it seemed, a signal planed in advance as the fairy guests began to remove their more formal gowns and reveal the normal clothing they wore beneath... and as always with fairies it was baring a lot of flesh. It seemed a few non fairy guests were also following the cue of their hosts, shedding some items of clothing to reveal more flesh though few went quite so far as they fairies and none were able to use those lovely glamor tricks.

Watching closely he saw his dancing partners dress had dissolved away into a flock of butterflies taking flight away from them, certainly a complex glamor far beyond the norm and what was revealed beneath was just as special, appetizing might be a more appropriate word. If she were curious about his reaction to it she need not watch his face but would instead be better served by pressing herself more firmly against him and feeling the very obvious reaction that he was having. “Well that is magnificent...” He whispered, quite pleased with the knowledge that one of the potential princesses from the prophecy was such an tempting piece of flesh, it would make time spent while trying to figure out which was which all the more entertaining... his own little harem of hostages. “I don't know if I should be more impressed by the magic or by what hid beneath...”

 

[Vixen_Mistress]

Ari gave a slight bow as others clapped and some made small sound of amazement, but her eyes were on the man dancing with her, and his comment about not giving his name was odd, wondering why he would not tell her since she was certain she had probably not met him and most the people at her party she had met, but she did not raise alarms, instead she was too curious about this male for the time being. So she let her body close in with his and continue to dance, her back no longer protected by the corset she had been wearing now bare and he could touch her warm skin of her back. Smiling up at him she gave a small bow of her head, “I am glad you liked the presentation, it is a special occasion after all,” She commented, figuring he had known who she was all along, not that it mattered, he was one of the more interesting men she had run into tonight. Little did she know that her kingdom was being taken over and her guests were in danger, even her closest friends were in trouble and none but him knew.

Ari did notice that her father had not returned to overlook the party ad frowned slightly, looking around for him now although her dancing never faltered as she searched, worry in her eyes, but she told herself that he was older and might have gone to bed, possibly with a maid or two. Her kind of fairy was odd, no stranger to love, lust and other taboos that those around her would blush at, but until she was wed she was not to know more than pictures and watching others, such as the servant girls who would on occasion lay with guests of the castle to give them an exotic taste of their kind, or males pleasing women in secret and wooing them into being theirs on occasion, her own father having wooed her mother into his bed and as his wife since fairies were not too strict about rules of marrying before sex, although it was preferred, but they were of course just referring to vaginal virginity, many of the girls of the castle had given themselves more than once, but many were still holding onto their virginity. Ari, although inexperience had read books in the library and had been so bold as to ask her friends about their experiences as well as seek advice when curious about some things, like taking a man into one’s mouth, or back door. For a while that had made her blush, but after hearing about it enough, it was not so embarrassing. But that did not mean she was like others here, since there were nekos, elves, rabbit girls, and other races that had their own customs. Ari looked back up to her dance partner and smiled seeing her friends in the corner talking, waving at her and of course teasing her silently about being lead around by what they no doubt thought was the most attractive male in the room. Ari giggled at their teasing and even managed to blush, although she turned her face from them and rested it against his shoulder to hide the reddening of her cheeks, “Friends… No matter what they always seem to embarrass me.” She said softly, laughing softly, her silky hair caressing his neck slightly.

 

[DomG]

Lucian was aware of the particular oddities of the fairy race that now stood before him, they were very much in tune with their bodies natural urges and did little to repress them. Other cultures often attempted to repress lust and desire but the fairies embraced such things... and yet they still had a very odd stance compared to others races who embraced their needs. Among the fairy kind lust and desire was everywhere but at the same time the purity of a young woman was something to be cherished... while many would be happy to fool around and try a variety of different things the vast majority would not actually have intercourse until they were married. There would be exceptions of course but Lucian doubted that the princess he was dancing with was going to be one of them, he could practically smell the innocence pouring off of her and was looking forward to just destroying that innocence, to turning her into his personal little cock slave.

Listening closely he was able to hear the sounds of struggles in the distance, knowing that things were moving just on schedule and soon the entire palace would be seized. The palace guards would soon be moving to protect the rest of the city and that was when he would be revealing himself, he had no doubt he could handle the guards that were there by himself but that might allow some valuable hostages to escape... but his men had been told just what girls to look out for so when the time came none would be able to escape and not a single one of them would be injured or there would be hell to pay.

“Maybe we should give your friends something to gossip about.” He suggested, a glance over to the friends she was referencing, pressing himself against her a little harder so that his meaning could not be missed while his hands moved slowly, cupping her shapely ass and pulling her tighter to his body. As she rested her head on his shoulder he tilted his own head a little bit, brushing his lips over her neck and letting his fangs trail over that delicate skin, careful not to break it. “Or perhaps you would rather I take you off to your chambers and invite a few of your friends along with us... I am going to be turning those rooms into my own personal chambers before long.” No reason to hide things much longer, the sounds of struggle were getting closer, surely others would be able to hear it soon.

 

[Vixen_Mistress]

When the man pressed himself against her she could clearly feel him against her body and found this made her a little nervous, not expecting someone not of her kind to be as her own kind would have been, so it was safe to say she was surprised by this and looked up at him in confusion and curiosity, “You are a very interesting male.” She said before he made the comment about her rooms turning into his personal chambers, her eyes widening as she pulled away from him with the feeling of sharp teeth on her neck, this drawing some attention of the suitors who had tried to dance with her before who were beginning to notice that the princess was upset with something, slowly making their way over to her in case she wanted this man removed from her party, not aware of the danger outside the rom or the attack on the castle. “What do you mean they are going to be yours?” She asked before going quiet and listening around her, her ears catching the sound of fighting, her head turning in the direction of the noise, knowing now what was happening and she looked back to the man pulling away from him in earnest now, trying to get out of his grip, other men seeing this were beginning to step forward insisting he release the young woman since she clearly did not want his attentions any longer, some even equipped with swords, their hands on them as though ready for a fight, which they had no idea would be dangerous with this male, no one knowing who he was. It was then that some of the women noticed the sound of fighting and it was clear to everyone that there was an attack and many women headed for the doors with men they had found in hopes that they could protect them.

Ari fought to get away from the man she had been dancing with now, but she was petite so she would not be able to pull away from him so easily, and upon seeing this a few of the men went forward to try and assist in freeing her, seeing this person as a threat and needing to release the princess so she could hopefully escape with the others, despite being no match for him. The men began to circle around the two of them, “Release the princess.” Demanded one of them, his eyes on the man in the mask. He was a handsome male, a dark long haired werewolf male, a noble of her kingdom that lived in the inner ring of the city and with a clear interest in the princess as well as this male that held her, his voice a growl, but she feared that this attack was planned by this man, and his troops would apprehend this male and turn him into little more than a guard dog. “Sebastian, please get out of here, I don't want you killed,” She said to him, but he ignored her order, clearly too loyal to let her be in harms way, a very good guard dog her father had hired to keep an eye on her, as well as a suitor her father had hoped she might fall for since he usually knew how to take commands, but it looked like he was not going to listen to her when she was in danger.

 

[DomG]

It seemed that the jig was soon to be up, the sounds of battle growing closer and closer as the princess began to be upset by his presence and the attention of others was drawn to them. Perhaps he would end up in a bit of a scuffle soon as some of the guests who had shown up armed and ready for what they thought was likely to happen, in truth they were terribly unprepared for the sort of trouble that stood before them, a moments exertion away from breaking the princess he had been dancing with in half if it became an issue. With a sneer on his face he quickly spun her so that her back was against his chest, one hand on her throat easily holding her in place in spite of her struggles. Even if he wasn't a vampire the size difference between them would have made her attempts to escape his grip downright comical.

“Why should I release her?” He asked with a smirk, the hand that was not holding her in place lightly tracing over stomach, splayed fingers carefully feeling the taunt and smooth flesh, nails scraping lightly just to tease her as they worked their way up towards her perky little breasts. Lucian was having some fun at that moment, manhandling the princess of a sovereign nation in front of an assemblage of the future rulers of neighboring nations, fondling her as men stood with swords drawn though he doubted any but a handful really knew how to use them. “The princess and I were just starting to get aquanted with each other...” His tone almost bored, eyes narrowed as he looked at the werewolf who dared to challenge him. He like most vampires was not fond of that particular species and should there be a lovely female werewolf in attendance then he was looking forward to binding her in silver and watching her writhe in pain for his own amusement.

The steps of the palace, he could hear the battle just outside, by this point he knew that he was effectively in charge of the nation and had enough hostages to make a significant portion of the world bow to him... but that was paltry compared to what he craved, the princess spoken of in prophecy that would allow a vampire to become a god in the mortal world, true immortality and power beyond what any could comprehend.

Looking down at the princess again, smiling as though he was having a pleasant conversation. “Oh and to answer your earlier question Ariana... my name is one I have no doubt you will recognize, they call me Lucian but you shall soon call me Master.” Suddenly he was no longer fondling her body, his hand behind his back and then lashing out before him again, a slim knife flying through the air and burying into the throat of the werewolf that thought it could threaten him... not made of silver it was snot a mortal wound on its own but it was digging into the spine and that was enough to keep the wolf down for the time being. “And I am now the ruler of this palace, you and all your guests are my hostages and anyone who tries to flee will be treated harshly.”

 

[Vixen_Mistress]

When the vampire holding her spoke the werewolf growled in his throat, seeing that the male had her tightly and with his hands in vital areas, knowing he could tear out her throat or plunge his hand into her stomach to hurt her, and that was the last thing that Sebastian wanted, “Well it looks as though she does not want to get acquainted with the likes of you any longer,” He snapped before the vampire moved his hand and a blade bloomed from his throat, making him fall to the ground on one knee, trying to breath past the blade while attempting to remove it carefully, not wanting to paralyze himself while removing it. “Sebastian, no.” Ari yelled as she pulled away from the vampire, trying to go to her friend on the floor, concerned for him, unable to tell if the weapon was silver due to the amount of blood covering it. She only hoped it would not kill him and struggled against her captor as the room burst into panic and more people tried to leave.

Upon feeling his hands over her body it made her skin crawl and she tried moving her hands to get in the way of his own, but she was much smaller and weaker than he was and found her attempts to be in vain, her eyes on her fallen friend, and possibly more who was on the floor taking the knife out of his throat, “Sebastian, he planned this, the kingdom has already been taken, please don’t hurt yourself.” She said as she watched him withdraw the knife and looked as though he was going to get up and try for the man holding his princess, the thoughts in his head that of a werewolf male protecting a female, not realizing there was any possession in his thoughts at the moment, but he did not get far, Ari brought her hand up shaking her head, telling him to stop, but while she ordered him to stop she used a bit of magic to get him to literally stop his movements as though frozen like a statue. Sighing a little she looked up at Lucian, very worried, “Please do not kill him, he is just trying to protect me,” She said, as though explaining why a dog tries to attack an intruder when the attempt fails and the owner is trying to save their pet from being killed. She knew the lycan had feelings for her, but she had never had those same feelings, but her father knew it would make him a good person to protect her since he would most of the time obey her commands, it seemed tonight was the exception. “Once he is calm he will obey me. Please do not kill him.” She pleaded with Lucian her body relaxing, knowing she was not going to be one of the ones to escape the castle so she might as well try to save as many from death as possible, since some of the people were not royalty, such as her dog frozen in front of her. She would have tried to stop the others from leaving, but it was too loud and the room as was already in panic at the attack that telling them to stop would not have worked so she simply watched everything unfold around her, her eyes looking at the other men around her who had weapons drawn, but having seen the princess stop the lycan they were not sure what to do.

Calmly she ordered them to put away their weapons and not fight the enemy, that they had lost a while ago and this castle was the last to fall to the intruder. Hesitantly they obeyed her command and put away their weapons, waiting for his people to come in and take everyone hostage. “What is it you want? Why attack us?” She asked, uncertain of why he would even bother, meaning he had to have some sort of reason for this take over.