dansemajik
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Our host, Damon, a man with a mysterious background, of indefinable age, and an air about him that demands respect.
He has recently moved to the City, and as aquired an old mansion that sits on top of the cliff overlooking the sea, and the looking down upon the City.
There are rumors floating about that at Damon's house, one can find any kind of pleasure one seeks, for a small price. Only the most elite are welcome, the most depraved, diabolical, twisted, or hedonistic of the elite. It is not a place for the faint of heart.
The upstairs is equipped with twelve rooms. Each of them has anything anyone would want. There are six male slaves, and six female slaves, all who would do to you, or for you anything you ask, or rather demand.
In the dungeon is an area for those who like their play a little more intense. Chains hang from the walls, and leather straps on tables that seem to float in the air. There is a task master at anyones disposal. For those who have a need to be punished.
What we need: Six male slaves, six female slaves, a task master,
A Damon, and some guests.
Please, Damon invites you to join in, and have an evening of fun, and adventure, some really good food, some great sex, some pain if that is your forte.
IC: I pulled my silver BMW Z-3m into the circular driveway, not seeing the valet appear beside the door before he had opened it for me. I handed him my keys, and nodded at him.
He looked at me appreciatively. I was not tall, only 5'3 with short curling blonde hair and bright blue eyes. I was dressed in a silver evening gown, that was sexy in its simplicity. My breasts were bare under the silky fabric, and my nipples shown out boldly. The dress fell to my feet in soft puddles of silk, my feet encased in three silver straps, hooked to a leather sole with 3 inch heels.
I made my way up the front stairway, thirteen steps, leading to the front door. The door opened before I was able to ring the bell. I stepped into the foyer, taking in the marble expanse of floor and the wall hangings that seemed to come from another century.
I smiled as he came toward me.
He has recently moved to the City, and as aquired an old mansion that sits on top of the cliff overlooking the sea, and the looking down upon the City.
There are rumors floating about that at Damon's house, one can find any kind of pleasure one seeks, for a small price. Only the most elite are welcome, the most depraved, diabolical, twisted, or hedonistic of the elite. It is not a place for the faint of heart.
The upstairs is equipped with twelve rooms. Each of them has anything anyone would want. There are six male slaves, and six female slaves, all who would do to you, or for you anything you ask, or rather demand.
In the dungeon is an area for those who like their play a little more intense. Chains hang from the walls, and leather straps on tables that seem to float in the air. There is a task master at anyones disposal. For those who have a need to be punished.
What we need: Six male slaves, six female slaves, a task master,
A Damon, and some guests.
Please, Damon invites you to join in, and have an evening of fun, and adventure, some really good food, some great sex, some pain if that is your forte.
IC: I pulled my silver BMW Z-3m into the circular driveway, not seeing the valet appear beside the door before he had opened it for me. I handed him my keys, and nodded at him.
He looked at me appreciatively. I was not tall, only 5'3 with short curling blonde hair and bright blue eyes. I was dressed in a silver evening gown, that was sexy in its simplicity. My breasts were bare under the silky fabric, and my nipples shown out boldly. The dress fell to my feet in soft puddles of silk, my feet encased in three silver straps, hooked to a leather sole with 3 inch heels.
I made my way up the front stairway, thirteen steps, leading to the front door. The door opened before I was able to ring the bell. I stepped into the foyer, taking in the marble expanse of floor and the wall hangings that seemed to come from another century.
I smiled as he came toward me.
