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The Masquerade Ball (SithMistress x Herm_Roleplayer)

SithMistress

Super-Earth
Joined
May 14, 2013
Location
Southern Plains
Character Information:
Crystal Lynd
Age: 29
5'9" 135 lbs
Dark red hair, piercing green eyes
Athletic body 36D-26-36

Appearance and hair color: http://hairnewstoday.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/03/dark-red-hair-color-2013.jpg
Hairstyle: http://content.latest-hairstyles.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/long-brunette-curly-hair-front-pieces-view-2_mini.jpg
Dress: http://www.missesdressy.com/dresses/designers/tarik-ediz/92145
Necklace: http://ak1.ostkcdn.com/images/products/P12067580.jpg
Earrings: http://ak2.ostkcdn.com/images/products/L12030438.jpg
Hair accessories: http://www.blueheronwoods.com/HammeredSilverGenuineEmeraldHairStick-pr-608.html
Mask: http://www.partyoasis.com/blgomama1.html

When it came to luxury homes in the Gold Coast neighborhood in Chicago, few could compare to the grandeur of the Lynd family home. With 10 bedrooms and 7 bathrooms, a billiard room, a ballroom with a wet bar, a dining room that could fit 30, a kitchen big enough to prepare a dinner for 100, 10 car garage and one of the most opulent foyers in the country, it wouldn't take long to figure out just how wealthy they the family really was. Even without seeing the Olympic sized pool, the tiered gardens or the well kept grounds that were split by a long driveway that lead to the door.

On this night, that driveway was packed with all forms of cars. From high end luxury vehicles to a beat-up old VW Bug. The annual Lynd Family Masquerade Ball was just beginning and the crème de LA crème of Chicago's high society were in attendance. Women in fancy ball gowns and men in tuxedoes swarmed the driveway waiting to enter into one of the most exclusive parties of the year.

Crystal Lynd is an established name to anyone that has traveled through the upper echelons of Chicago's high society scene. A member of the prominent Lynd family, whose patriarch was the founder of Lynd, Strauss and Lyon more than 30 years prior, she is not the typical silver spoon type girl. Having worked to earn a portion of the money she needed to pay for Law School, she also declined taking a partnership in her father's legal practice, preferring to earn her place as a partner. Crystal was known as the "Ice Queen," no doubt because she showed little to no emotion in court and was downright cold blooded when it came to work place romance. In fact, since only 2 people in the office had met any of the people she had been romantically involved with, a lot of people thought she was a lesbian. That they were right was something Crystal never intimated.

Lately, however, Crystal had been having bad luck, both in and out of the court room. Having lost a big case potentially worth 3 million dollars, along with finding out that her lover was cheating on her with 4 other women, Crystal nonetheless had been looking forward to her family's annual Masquerade Ball.

Up in her old bedroom, Crystal is sitting on her bed, wearing a silk dressing robe. Her makeup artist is in the process of adding the finishing touches to her makeup. Her hair was a shade of dark red that resembled red wine in a glass. Her piercing green eyes were drawn to the door as a knock heralded the arrival of her dress. A flamboyantly gay man walked in with a garment bag slung over his shoulder. "Wait til joo see what I have done to joor dress," he says as he hangs the bag on the back of the door. "Joo are going to love it." He unzipped the bag and presented Crystal with her modified dress. "As joo can see, I added a number of small carat diamonds around de collar. Dey are accented by the same number of onyx gemstones. And, like joo asked, I added a concealing band of fabric that is also studded wit diamonds and onyx. Dat way your bra will be concealed from biew and no one will know de difference."

Crystal smiled. "Emile, you're an artist. It looks like it's worth every penny you asked for." Looking at herself in the floor length mirror next to her closer, her smile grew a bit wider. "Thank you as well, Lisa for the makeup. It looks fabulous. And tell Leo that I love the hairstyle." The tailor and makeup artist bowed and backed out of the room. Crystal stood and locked the door.

Undoing the sash of her robe, she allows it to pool around her feet. She takes a moment to gaze at herself in the mirror, clad in only her lingerie, garter belt and lace-topped thigh high stockings. She then walked over and gently pulled her dress from the bag. She carefully pulled the dress on over her head and made a few minor adjustments until it was perfect. Staring at herself in the mirror, Crystal admired the way the gemstones set in her collar scintillate in the light. She can see an ample amount of skin being displayed by the cutaway detail at the sides of the bodice. And a stocking clad leg peeked out of the slit that terminated just below the lace trim of her stockings.

A knock at the door and she heard her mother's voice. "Crystal, dear. Our guests are waiting for us. Your father is starting to get impatient." Sighing, Crystal grabs her mask from her desk and carefully dons it, making sure not to smudge her makeup or disturb her hair. She then walks to the door, unlocks it and joins her mother and father. The trio walk to the top of the stairs leading to the foyer and the amplified voice of the Master of Ceremonies announces them to the crowd below. "Ladies and Gentlemen, the Lynd family. Daniel, Renee and their lovely daughter." The gathered crowd gives a round of applause and follows them into the ballroom.

As the music starts and couples begin to fill the dance floor, Crystal breaks away to the bar. "A glass of the Rutherford Hill Merlot, please," her voice purrs. As she turns to look at the crowd, she accidentally bumps into a woman standing next to her. "Pardon me," she says absently. "I didn't see you there."

(If you like, you can play the person I bump into, or, you can join me at the bar while I wait for my drink. ^_^)
 
Character Information:
Chelsea Mayor
Age: 23
6' 145 lbs
Blonde with bright blue eyes
Athletic body 40D-24-36

Appearance and hair color:
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Dress: http://ts4.explicit.bing.net/th?id=H.4596140022105107&pid=15.1
Mask: http://ts4.mm.bing.net/th?id=H.4834901500036331&pid=15.1

Chelsea Mayor was nothing of the richy rich type. In fact, she wasn't even rich, not even close to it. She grew up with her mother, the father running out of their lives as soon as he found out her got Chelsea's mother pregnant. Her father was the reason why she hated men. Her mother had to work 2 jobs just to keep food on the table. Not being able to afford the help they needed, her mother died when she was 16 from a tumor that was caught to late in her brain.

She was then moved through out the family, but being so rambunctious and stubborn, sneaking off to go get tattoos and piercings, no one wanted her. Finally her God mother took her in, being slightly wealthy she was able to raise her, trying to teach her how to be a proper woman but still let Chelsea have her freedom to have fun, admiring her youth. Chelsea acted good around her, showing her the respect when ever possible. Even when Chelsea never wanted to be proper.

After 7 years of being teached on how to be a proper woman, her God Mother sent her to her first party alone, in hopes out of she'd find a good man for herself or to find employment by showing off her open personality. Chelsea arrived, stepping out of the limo slowly, adjusting her dress, the her breasts to show off her cleavage.

She walked in as soon as the couples began to dance. "I'm gonna be sick and I haven't even started drinking yet." She said to herself, walking to the bar. She then felt someone bump into her out of the blue right before she could take her seat. She looked up to the woman and laughed it off, softly dusting off her dress. "It's fine, no one got hurt is the important thing." She said with a smile, then taking her place at the bar. "One shot of Jack please." She said, the bartender looking at her oddly as if she had ordered a shot of chemical bleach.
 
Crystal turned to look at the woman she bumped into. She was clad in a gold dress. Gold sequins covered the dress in various different designs. The dress was cut low, exposing a fair amount of the woman's ample cleavage, and was held up by thin spaghetti straps. A stunning package in all. Crystal was happy that she didn't have her drink in her hand when they bumped. That bump would have jostled her hand just enough to probably spill some of her wine onto that dress. Which would have been a catastrophe on a gold dress. "I am sorry about bumping into you. I wanted to see the opening act and I wasn't paying attention."

Her piercing green eyes staring from behind the black and gold mask on her face, Crystal smiles and takes the offered hand, bending low to kiss it. "And who do I have the pleasure of meeting? Oh wait. Before you answer me, and for the rest of the night, you'll need a pseudonym. After all," Crystal's eyes begin to sparkle. "Anonymity can be such a fun thing." Crystal smiled at her. "For tonight, even though I'm sure you know who I am, you must refer to me by my pseudonym. You can call me..."

She was interrupted as the master of ceremonies was illuminated by a spot light and his voice boomed from speakers on the wall as he spoke.

"Ladies and Gentlemen. Welcome to the 12th annual Lynd Family Masquerade Ball. For those of you who are new or who haven't attended in a long while, it is time to lay out the one rule we have. Anonymity. From this moment forth, and for the rest of the night, no one is to use their true name. Nothing said or done in this home is to be spoken of outside of these walls. No one is to speak about their job, their business or gossip. This is a time to enjoy all the pleasures that anonymity provides. Within the limits of decency. If you wish to engage in carnal activities, we have rooms available. If you wish to partake in certain substances or liqueurs that are less than legal, ask any of the servers or attendants and you will be escorted to the proper location."

The man cleared his throat and walked to center stage. "Be advised. Our staff will be listening for behaviors that are contrary to the spirit of the night. But above all, enjoy yourselves. The east wing lounge will open after our opening act and the buffet will open in thirty minutes. And now, without further ado, I present our opening act. Please, give a warm round of applause for the team of instructors and advanced students from the Bollywood Rhythm Dance Studio from Naperville as they perform their signature dance.

Crystal chuckled softly as the curtain rose on the stage. "Ah, Papa Bear. You never disappoint." As the stage lights came up, a song sang in Hindi began playing and the dance troupe began their elaborate dance.

Crystal turned to the mystery woman. "One thing you can count on. This night is going to be memorable." Crystal giggled. She took the glass of wine the bartender offered her. "And one for this enchanting woman as well! Anyhow, as I was saying, for tonight, you can call me Phaedra."
 
"It's quite alright, no one was hurt." She said with a smile. She smiled, blushing lightly as the woman kissed her hand. She was listening for the name until the Master of the Ceremony began to speak. She smiled, watching the young woman get on stage, not being able to take her eyes off the young woman for some reason.
When the woman came back down, she took the glass of wine that she was offered. She smiled as she heard the name. "Well Phaedra, If that's how this work, you can call me Esmeralda." She said with a smirk, then she began to sip her wine.
Chelsea only drank wine at events cause she was told it was proper, but she preferred whisky. "So, how do you afford such luxury?" She asked starting a conversation.
 
Crystal (or should I say, Phaedra) bowed slightly at Esmeralda. "A pleasure to meet you. This must be your first time at one of these grand gala events. I haven't seen you at any of the others."

Phaedra smiled and shook her head. "Normally, I would have to chastise someone for asking such a question at this party. But, since you're new here, I can explain briefly. My dad is a name partner at a very prestigious law firm that he built with the other name partners from the ground up. That was 30 or 40 years ago, and he's been extremely successful at luring big money clients and investors to do business with his firm. Couple that with my mother's job as one of the top neurosurgeons in the country and you start to understand how they can afford a place like this. My place is not even close to this big. I live in Aurora."

With an impish grin, Phaedra regards Esmeralda. "So, let me tell you about what you can expect. We've...ah, they've, booked several bands for the night. In fact, I can't wait for the opening band. It's one of my favorites. There's a lounge for idle conversation and parlor games. An outdoor pavilion for smokers of all types, be it tobacco or marijuana. There is a suite of rooms that is cheekily named the Bordello. All sorts of carnal activities take place there. The buffet will open in about 25 minutes. All sorts of different foods can be sampled there. Oh, and there's a string quartet and a concert pianist in the lounge area. Almost forgot about them. Oh yes, and the forbidden lounge. It sounds ominous, but, it's really just a place where most people hang out and drink absinth. Which, of course, is still illegal in the US, which is bull. We...ah, they, have hired a lovely young woman who brews her own absinthe. And it is wonderful."

Before anything else can be said or done, the Bollywood dance troupe finishes their dance with a flourish. The applause is loud, but mostly polite. Phaedra claps politely and shakes her head. "Papa Bear needs to learn that these old fuds aren't as big a fan of Bollywood as he is."

The master of ceremonies takes the stage again and claps as well. "Ladies and gentlemen, another round of applause for the instructors and students of the Bollywood Rhythm Dance Studio!" The crowd claps a little louder as the dancers bow and walk backstage. "I am pleased to announce that the east wing lounge is now open for those interested. The outdoor pavilion is open as well. Our first band of the night is almost ready to perform. The dance floor is open and we have a few...peripheral items available for those who want them..."

Phaedra leaned close to Esmeralda. "Why can't he just say glow sticks? Seriously."

"And now, please welcome to the stage our first band of the night. Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you....Orbital."

Phaedra watches most of the older crowd filing out of the ballroom to head for other parts of the party. She smiles at Esmerelda as the first driving beats of Orbital's opening song begin. Phaedra starts cheering as she recognizes the opening bars to the live version of the song Frenetic. ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oZvIKT_VAIo&feature=youtube_gdata_player)

Moving out to the dance floor, Phaedra takes Esmeralda's hand in hers and maneuvers her out as well. As soon as the singer starts, Phaedra starts dancing with the other woman. She moves her body in rhythm with the music, her arm sliding around Esmeralda's waist to pull her closer. Phaedra grinds her body against her for a moment, then lets go and starts enjoying the music on her own, sticking close to the other woman as she dances.
 
"Yes, I rarely get out. Honestly I normally don't like parties cause all the people, but I figured this party wouldn't be so bad after all the good rumors I've heard about it, and believe me, it's actually way better than the rumors tell." Chelsea said with a smile.

Chelsea giggled at the woman's comment about the glow sticks. Watching the Ceremony but at the same time watching the young woman beside her. Chelsea just couldn't keep her eyes off her.

Chelsea was lead to the dance floor. She immediately began to dance with the woman, grinding with her, spinning around, her back towards 'Phaedra' and grinded on her once more. As they dance, She looked at the woman with a smile and said "Well, it sounds like I have a lot to expect out of tonight." She placed her hands around the woman's neck and began to grind again.
 
Phaedra smiled at Esmeralda as she took a sip from her wineglass. "That's took bad. These parties are usually pretty fun! Well, there are some events that can be a bit boring. And, I'll let you in on a little secret." Phaedra leaned in close to Esmeralda. "I'm not a huge fan of crowds myself. But, you are correct in that this party is the best party of the year. As anyone here will agree."

Seeing Esmeralda start to loosen up and dance, Phaedra smiled as she moved her body in sinuous motion. Esmeralda moved closer to Phaedra, grinding her ass against Phaedra's groin. Crystal laughed and placed her hands on Esmeralda's waist, pulling her close and grinding her groin against the other woman's ass.

Her hands started sliding up and down Esmeralda's sides, thumbs brushing against the swell of the woman's breasts before sliding back down to her waist. Phaedra pressed her body tightly against Esmeralda. Her lips beside the woman's ear, Phaedra exhaled sensually into Esmeralda's ear. She started grinding her hips and pelvis against Esmeralda, losing herself in the dance as her hands roamed across the woman's waist and stomach.
 
She did the same, slowly sliding both her hands up and down Phaedra's sides, then slowly to her back, going down to her ass, lightly placing her hands on it before sliding them back up to Phaedra's lower back. She grinded harder against her, her body getting closer to the woman's.
 
Phaedra giggled wildly as she danced rather racily with Esmeralda. Feeling the woman's hand trailing down her sides, Phaedra shuddered at the sheer pleasure she felt, Esmeralda's fingertips igniting a firestorm of bliss. As Esmeralda's fingertips dragged across her back and spine, Phaedra pulled her hands back to rest on Esmeralda's neck. One hand hanging on to her neck, she trails her other hand up Esmeralda's neck and traces a line along her jaw.

Phaedra gasped softly as Esmeralda placed her hands on Phaedra's toned ass. It only lasted for a second or two, but it ignited the flames of desire within her. Those same hands trailed up to the small of her back, gently tracing a line across it, making Phaedra shudder lightly under Esmeralda's touch.

The woman then began to grind harder against Phaedra, stoking the flames further. In a flash of desire and a moment of brazen lust, Phaedra's arms reached around Esmeralda to cup her breasts and gently squeeze them. It was quick and didn't last long, and went unnoticed by all the other dancers. But Phaedra hoped beyond hope that Esmeralda understood what she had just done and why.

Pressing her breasts into Esmeralda's back, Phaedra exhaled a breath of hot air across Esmeralda's neck and shoulders as her arms wrapped around the woman's waist, pulling her close. Phaedra then kissed Esmeralda on the neck, her teeth gently grazing across the supple flesh. The fires of desire blazing in the pit of her stomach. As well as between her legs.
 
Esmeralda's heart began to race as she continued this dance of lust with the woman she had just met. She had never felt this way before, especially towards a woman. But to her, it was bliss. She bit her lip, feeling Phaedra's slight grip on her breasts. She didn't look to see if anyone noticed, cause she didn't care. In fact she couldn't think of anyone else in the room but, Phaedra.

She grinded her ass hard against the woman, She then turned around and grinded harder, sliding her legs in between Phaedra's. She pressed her body against the woman's, their breasts pressed firm with one another. She let her lips get close as her hands held Phaedra's hips tightly, Phaedra to her and not letting her go.

Her eyes were full of lust and desire as she looked into Phaedra's. She moved her lips towards the woman's, then stopped right before they touched with a tease. She moved her lips across her face to the woman's ear. "Since we both don't like crowds, want to go somewhere a bit more." She pressed her body completely agianst Phaedra's before finishing the sentence. "A bit more private." She said, breathing hotly into her ear.
 
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