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[M4F][GWA Script Offer] Soirée [MDom], [Rape] play with explicit consent; [Exhibitionism], [Voyeurism], [Group Sex], [Fucking Machines], [D/s], [S/M]. Taking [Pictures]. Very light [Humiliation], perhaps. Viciously [Bilingual] and vaguely [Historical].

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The speaker being the host of a very naughty turn of the century decadent party borderline orgy, the listener being the guest, brought along for the first time by a gentleman who is out of the picture right from the start. So, possibly [Cheating], depending on the way you look at it. :-)

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{Soundscape: a crowd at the table chattering; silverware and glass clink; maybe faint classical light music in the background}

My lady! Do forgive me; my duties as a host kept me elsewhere, but now I can finally draw a breath in peace and get to know you better. It is your first time here, so I left specific instruction to reserve this seat next to me for you. I shall be your guide, willingly, just let me have a bite and a sip of wine.

{Drinks. Crowd cheering; applause}

{Laugh; surprised and amused} Why, you really are new here… A virgin, one might say. And the gentleman who brought you here hasn’t explained anything to you? How naughty and inconsiderate of him. And where is he anyway? Left already? I’m absolutely sure he is around here somewhere; nobody leaves this early, and by no means must anybody abandon a lady as ravishing as you – someone might steal you away and lock up in some underground dungeon – I have those here, too...

That’s just a joke of course. I take great pride in the fact that participation my soirées is completely voluntary and everyone is willing. I even insist on signing a contract when it comes to some… extreme naughtiness. Let me say it right now: the moment you feel uncomfortable, just say a single word, and you will be left in peace, but I will have you know that in that case you will miss so much fun. I will… offer… things to you; you are free to refuse them at any moment, but I’d recommend you… not to.

{Crowd cheering again; applause}

Oh, that was another debutant as I call them. You didn’t see with all those gentlemen blocking the view, but that’s what usually happens with the ladies who come here for the first time: they are taken on that little stage in the corner and stripped in the spotlight by my men, and afterwards spend the entire evening completely naked save their jewelry.

There’s something so special about a naked woman who still has her diamonds on… Most of them don’t know about the ceremony beforehand, which makes it extra delicious with all the gasps and blushes, but those who know… oooh, the vixens. They wear jewelry no one would normally see except their lovers – a delicate strand of pearls and beads around the waist, a chain cage for their breasts, and such. Piercing in very, very naughty places… I like to think of how they are getting ready for the evening, taking a bath, putting all that on, anticipating the show…

{Amused} Look at you, all fluttering and blushing. It’s charming. I’ll wager my fortune that you are wondering now whether you will be the next… You already see yourself there, my assistants’ hands all over you, undoing buttons and laces, feeling and groping, and the whole room staring at your body, slowly revealed before the audience in all its glory…

{Chuckle} Don’t be afraid; you are a special guest, I won’t treat you like the others. {Laugh} My, my, you really ARE disappointed, aren’t you? Never fear, if you’d like to be manhandled and stripped as if against your will in front of everyone, we’ll get to that, too. That’s the beauty of my soirées; everyone has their fantasies come true.

And you really don’t know a single thing about the way it goes here, do you?

You have so much to learn, my dear, so much to savour, and I will be only too happy to educate you. The fun begins right at the dinner table. As you see, my guests – I mean, those who have not yet retired to private rooms to indulge in debauchery of their choice – my guests are currently having dessert, sipping port and liqueurs, nibbling on fruit, but, if you look closer, some of the ladies are clearly showing the signs of… enjoyment that can hardly be drawn even from my very best wine alone.

See that one, with pink rosebuds in her hair? See how flushed she is, lips parted in pleasure? She is enjoying a little trick I’ve shared with her last time. As is the lady sitting across the table from her. And two or three more. Are you intrigued? It’s the chairs they sit on. They have toys on their seats; some of the gentlemen sitting next to them know about it, some don’t, and both cases are… very stimulating.

With the lights dimmed it’s so discreet; they lift their dresses when no one is looking, sit down with their bottoms bare and then, at the push of a button hidden on the back of the chairs, the toys eject from their secret compartment and start moving. The ladies cannot – or choose not to stand up and just sit there, agonizing over their pomegranate sorbet, toys of their choice hammering into them…

Of their choice, yes. It’s all so personal; some like them longer, some like them thicker, some like two at a time. Discussing with the ladies which ones they prefer, somewhere in a dark corner of my winter garden over a cocktail… It is a great pleasure; it’s surprising how specific the ladies get once they are done blushing and biting their lips.

By the way, your chair is also equipped like that. Care to try it? Such a shame we didn’t discuss in advance which one would you like. The samples are in my study, maybe I’ll show you them later. I have a feeling that today will not be the last time you are here, and I really want you to enjoy yourself. You can try it nonetheless… just a little, just a taste… pull the tablecloth over your knees and lift your dress…

Oh, yes, the underwear! My darling, you should have known better than wearing it tonight… You may retire to the winter garden or to one of the smaller rooms to take it off. Or to my study, better still. You can even leave it there; I’ll show you the way.

{Dinner table crowd soundscape fade out; door opens and closes}

Welcome again, my lady. {Tongue in cheek} Care to have a seat? In fact, I have one of those chairs I told you about right here. So we can make it a sort of a private preview… I took strange fancy to you, I wouldn’t have you embarrassed in front of all those people on your first time, like the others. I see that you are… a delicate creature, very curious and eager, but just a little bit shy… I like that, but, please, don’t be. Let yourself… play tonight.

Open the top drawer of my desk, you have my permission, and pick… the instrument that will be… taking your virginity here, so to speak. Oooh, this one? Really? That’s… ambitious! You can hardly wrap your fingers around it, and look at all the veins! Well, the cunt wants what the cunt wants, pardon my language. I’m flattered actually. It was modeled after me. I’ll install it in no time, you may look around while I do.

{Sounds of mechanical whatever, some grunts and mutterings. :D} Oh, those photographs on the walls? A hobby of mine. {Laugh} You really should stop blushing already… as I heard from the gentleman who brought you here, you are quite experienced yourself, and there’s nothing in these photographs that you haven’t done… The handcuffs, the cages, the floggers, the ropes, the blindfolds, the toys… speaking of toys: care to take a seat? It’s all ready for you. You will have to strip first, of course…

{Fake surprise} Your companion? What about him? You’ll have plenty of time to enjoy each other’s company, whereas I will have that pleasure for another three or four hours at the most, and that will be it… You’d rather have him here with you?.. Well…

I think I know how to convince you to forget about him tonight. These little sockets on the walls… each one is a peep-hole. Let me see… {Audibly squinting, looking through two or three different peep-holes, one after another} Remember how your gentleman friend excused himself and left the table a while ago? {Mocking} Where might he be? Taking some air or gambling, perhaps? Or, perhaps, sharing one of these rooms next to my study with some of my lady guests?

A-ha! No, that’s not him… Maybe this one? No… Oh, wait! Yes, that’s him all right! I didn’t recognize him at first with that pretty blond sitting on his face. Lave a look. He seems to be enjoying himself, doesn’t he? So, if you have been saving yourself for him today… I hate to break it to you, but you might be wasting your time… If _I_ had the pleasure of calling you mine, I’d never trade you for those two, however skillful with their mouth they may be. Ah, just look at that other one bobbing her head… I know how talented she is, he is having the time of his life fucking her throat like that…

{Extra seductively} Let us take our revenge on the cad, shall we? A gorgeous woman such as yourself should not waste this beautiful night, she should make the most of it, and I will be only too happy to oblige.

Let us also make some… evidence especially for him. I can take a couple of your photographs if you will. They will drive him insane with jealousy. It will take some time; I hate this flash powder and do my photographs the old-fashioned way. They come out a bit blurry, but strangely enough they have so much life about them. The only catch is that you’ll have to stay still for quite a bit.

Anyway, let’s start with undressing you… if you wish me to tear it all off you, just nod… {Laugh} Pity! Next time wear something you don’t really care for, I’ll tear it to shreds faster than you’ll be able to say ‘Please, fuck me!’.. Of course there will be next time! I can see it in your eyes.

Strip for me yourself, then. I’ll sit back here and drink it all in… and learn at last, if I guessed the shape of your breasts correctly through your gown… And the size of your nipples… and how your body looks without a corset… that’s it… undo those tiny buttons… or, your seamstress knew what she was doing… nothing more exquisite than looking at a woman undoing such buttons one by one, tantalizingly slowly… more, more… I already can see how your bosom is heaving under this beaded chiffon… the damn corset is so tight… either it bursts or you faint, if you don’t undo those hooks soon enough…

How heavy your skirt is because of all these sequins and beads… I wish I knew now many of them are sewn onto it… I’d give you later a nice, hard, deep thrust for each one! Let it drop on the floor, darling, {gasps} that’s right, step out of it… And off with the undergarments, please, you are killing me… Don’t be shy. Aren’t you ungrateful? I could have ordered to strip you there, in front of everyone, and now you are all blushing and trying to cover your breasts up when there’s just one of me? Undo the corset, set your breasts free… If it were up to me, all the women here would be naked all the time. What is their modern dress but a cage? Knickers and stockings, too, lose it all, and… soar… free… Arms above your head, now! Gorgeous… Turn around… I love it how your breasts sway a little as you do… That’s lush… Your ass, your thighs… divine… I cannot wait to lay my hands on you… and more… but I just have to take the ‘before’ photograph… Just stay as you are, one knee slightly bent, arms above your head… Try not to move… {Proceed to ‘taking a photograph’; sound of camera}

What a happy coincidence that now you have to stay like that for some time… a perfect excuse for me to stand and stare at your perfect body all I want. This will be a masterpiece, a crown jewel of my collection. Yes, a collection. You saw the latest ones on the walls; I’m actually quite proud of my work. Some of the ladies in those pictures are photographed in rather peculiar positions, it took time to persuade them… and, of course, I used some help… as you saw, my assistants held them in place sometimes…

{Appalled} Slaves? {Scoff} Who said anything about slaves? Yes, they do wear collars, but it’s by their own choice. And don’t they look gorgeous in them, especially the ginger? I mean, the taller one… this being a photograph one cannot really appreciate the hair colour, but you’ll meet them in person and see… {Rings the bell} Where was I? Oh, so they are not slaves. Everyone in my employ is very, very well paid and follows me on their own free will. They are just my… companions, sometimes even… partners in joy. {Door opens & closes} Here they are! {Aside} Come, come, my friends, we have a guest to entertain here. {To the listener} You can move now. {Sound of camera being reset.} Please, don’t take their silence for the lack of manners. Due to some extremely sad circumstances these two cannot speak anymore; their tongues were cut in a far off barbaric land, when they were captured during their travels, long ago – brutal practice!

Oh, you gentle soul! You want to say something nice to them? They only understand French.

How does one say ‘I’m sorry for the fate that has befallen you’? {Translate into French. :D Repeat once or twice and leave some time for the listener to repeat.}

Do you know sign language? They are trying to say that you are as kind as you are beautiful.

{Laugh} Don’t blush again, I beg of you! Just tell them that you find them attractive as well, it will be only polite. Repeat: {Say in French: “Please, my lads, fuck me brutally this instant, both of you at the same time!” :D Again, repeat, as a teacher, with a pause for the listener to say the words}

Huh. They seem to really, really like your compliment. I hope they won’t take it the wrong way… you know how we men are… the moment a lady smiles at us, we already begin fucking her in our minds… And, I believe that’s exactly what they are doing right now… nostrils flaring, devouring you with their eyes, coming closer and closer to you like that… Maybe that’s because what you actually said to them was “Please, my lads, fuck me brutally this instant, both of you at the same time!” {Laugh}

They cannot speak and their kisses, sadly, are missing something, but they do have the virtue of extreme discretion. They won’t tell anyone what you will whisper and scream here, and the air is so saturated with moans, growls and whimpering already, that my other guests could not betray you even if they wanted to. They are all so busy… Just like your gentleman friend who brought you here.

{Laugh} I just love how you glare! That’s right, take your sweet revenge, strike it while it’s hot. Contrary to popular belief, it’s the best.

So, the chair is ready and these two are more than willing, to say nothing of me… Shall we? {Laugh} I knew you’d agree…

One more photograph first, though… One of my men will stand behind you, reaching over, pinching both your nipples, and the other will be kneeling in front of you, his back to the camera, sucking on your clit. {Aside: appropriate orders in French} Mind you, you’ll have to stay absolutely still, or the photograph will be too foggy… For how long? For as long as you can… {Proceed to ‘taking the photograph’; sound of camera}

The way your knees shake, the way you gasp… No good… We’ll have to discard this plate and start anew… Please? Please what? {Laugh} Well, as the plate is already ruined, what do we have to lose? I’ll just oblige you and ask this eager one between your legs to finger you, too, huh? {Issue the appropriate order in French :D} The second one is already really taking advantage of the situation, doesn’t he? Do you like the way he is kneading your breasts? He also just loves biting ladies on the neck from behind… Would you mind that?

Tell him, then: {‘Bite my neck, I beg you!’ in French}. God, you are so lovely all flushed like that… If that’s how you moan during foreplay, how you will sound when you are actually getting fucked! The whole mansion would wonder; every gentleman will envy me, and every lady will envy you. And the unfortunate who brought you here only to trade you for someone inferior, will crawl here on his knees and find you filled with three massive cocks at once…

Now that you are warmed up and so wet, you can try the chair… I have this feeling that you shall enjoy it more if we pretend that you don’t want it, and my men will relieve you of all the guilt and make it look like they forced you… I’ll tell them to seize you… nice and tight… arms and legs… make you sit on the chair and secure your wrists and ankles… {Repeat the orders in French, aside; to the listener, laughing} My darling, you are ruining the game, you should have struggled more… {Laugh} Yes, like that! There’s even some delicious whimpering… And these cruel men forcing you onto the seat, pushing down on your shoulders, keeping your knees apart…

Prepare, spread your legs wider and arch your back… Ready? We’ll begin slowly, just a few slow shallow thrusts, to give you some time to adjust… Don’t be shy, let me know how do you like it. I love it how you squirm, you are almost grinding on it, trying to make it deeper… No need, darling, I’ll make the thrusts deeper if you want… {Laugh} Now we’re talking, right? You mouth falls open, just as your legs… Look me right in the eye, I don’t want to miss anything, I’ll be drinking in every gasp, every moan.

It’s the best part – seeing a guest being undone.  Completely helpless, at my mercy, this huge toy hammering into you. I am not a torturer, though… Tonight, I am your lover. We are. And if some of our methods are a little… unconventional… we still know that it’s all about stimulation and pleasure, and playing the game.

Speaking of stimulation {Thin chain SFX}, we must not ignore your delicate nipples. My poor lads are so busy holding you in place, and no one is touching your nipples now, such a shame. I’ll clamp them, and the chain connecting the clamps goes between your teeth. Ah, look at you, throwing your head back, tugging on them… I didn’t even have to order you do that! But don’t you dare gasp too loud and drop the chain, or there will be a penalty.

We have a delightful game here that came to my mind now; a lady guest is placed on a table on all fours, naked, clamps with tiny bells on her nipples and clit, sometimes even tongue. And then she is given, say, five spanks… with five more for each time any of the bells rings. It gets _very_ entertaining _very_ soon, with all the squirming and whimpering. And you know how it goes; people get used to things, people get greedy, some ladies even stop reacting to just spanks and one has to choose something more… interesting.

Honestly, all this is harder on me than it is on you… And let us not forget my poor assistants, aching to fuck you. Perhaps they are already wondering why they have been summoned, after all… I could just tie you or cuff you to the chair if I simply wanted you not to move… But you like this so much better… two more men so close to you, salivating, devouring you with their eyes, groping you and gliding their greedy palms all over your body as you moan and writhe on this torture device plunging in and out of you. So, here we are, three big, strong men, lusting, hungering for you… already seeing you impaled on our cocks, each one trying to guess who will go where… I am the host, I get to pick first… A jest! It’s you who gets to pick, my beauty. Look closely at us all and _make _your _choice. {Laugh} Well?