Secret Society

switch76

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In the town of Trent there is a secret society called the Red Star Group. Membership helps advance your career and can give you power and influence in the town. There is an unknown price to pay of membership(rumoured to be sexual or BDSM practices). In the town is the office of advertising agency DCL Marketing, an appartment block and a shopping mall. All these are believed to have some connection to the Red Star Group. The story starts with an initiation of new members.

My character:
Robert Saunders
5ft 10
Short dark hair
Medium build
single
submissive male
He has graduated from university and has worked for DCL Marketing for a year. He is a friendly guy. He is ambitious but does not seek power or fame. He wants to make a lot of money and have a large appartment and flash car. He is not the hardest worker because he likes to have fun. He likes to gamble.

IC:Robert:
It is 9pm.I walk down to the 5th floor of my office building.I had received a hand written letter on my desk with my name on the envelope. The letter had a red star on it and all it said was:
"You have been invited to join. Come to the 5th floor at 9pm. You will not get this offer again"
I still wasn't sure if the letter was a joke from one of my friends but the opportunity was too good to ignore. I feel nervous as I approach the 5th floor. It had become known as the secret level beacause no one knew what went on there. Even the elevator wouldn't stop there. I open the door from the stair well and walk down the corridor till I reach a locked door with a camera above it. I press the buzzer and wait to see if there is an answer.
 
Trina Moran

Profile:

age:26
nationality:philipino
Tirna came to the city when she was about 18 as an immigrant.

IC: I felt a twinge of nervousness as I opened the envelope with the red star. My goal here was to get a leagal citizenship in the US and have hot yet been authorized for one as of yet. Inside the envelope was an invitation reading 'opportunities to get ahead and move forward.'

I decided that I would try this.

OOC: Post more later just thought I would get my feet wet.
 
Eric von Snowheim:

I've semi retired to England from the Continent. I'm a rather reclusive person and don't have many 'friends' but I do have some submissive playmates.

Prior to semi retirement I had been a trainer at one of the Continent's BDSM Lifestyle Academys and I now just enjoy myself within the Lifestyle.

When my morning post arrived I find a handwritten letter signed with a Red Star inviting me, one time only, to attend a meeting on the fifth floor of a downtown office building.

Intrigued, I dress and drive down. Parking I enter the building and find I can't get the elevator to stop on the fifth floor so I get off on the fourth and walk up.

A steel fire door guards the entry to the fifth floor and there's a closed circuit camera with a bell button under it.

I push once and stand facing the camera quietly.
 
Trina

Quickly I dressed and hoped the fasted bus route downtown finding the address on the invitation to lead me to a large office building. Trying the elevator first finding it busy and my nerves making me too anxious, I walk up the stair to the fifth floor finding another waiting for the door as well

"Hi I'm Trina" Holding out my hand and trying to keep my accent from showing too much. "Do you know anything about this palce?"
 
Eric von Snowheim:

Your hand is taken and held as I give you a small bow saying, "Good evening young lady. My name is Eric and yes I've heard tales about the Red Star.
It's an elite group who can do much for it's members, if they are willing to follow it's rules."

Now that I've met someone in person it time for the description. *s

Age: Appears to be in mid 40's
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 205, slender, wiry build but has very thick wrists indicative of very strong hands.
Appearance: Long hair loose and to the shoulder blades, blue eyes that can be glacier cold or warm depending on the circumstances. Trimmed jawline beard and moustche.
Currently causally but expensively dressed.
 
~Character~
Name: Felicia
Age: 22
Physical Description: 5'3", 120lbs, 38C, long, dark red hair, brown eyes

IC: Felicia hurried into her apartment almost missing the small white envelope on the floor. She bent down to pick it up and put it with all her other unopened mail when she realized it should have been in her mailbox downstairs like all her other mail. Turning it over I saw my name on the front written in black ink. I opened it up to find a note with a red star on the top. "Please attend our meeting at 9 pm on the fifth floor. This is a one time opportunity."
Felicia had heard of the Red Star Group but hadn't paid too much attention. She glanced at the clock and saw it was only 7:45. She was tempted to check it out but only briefly. She was supposed to meet Kyle at 8:30 at a bar downtown. She had already had to cancel the week before and knew he'd be upset if she didn't show. She went into her bedroom and grabbed the black dress she'd picked out that morning as well as her stockings and bra. She took off the clothes she'd worn to work and slipped the stockings over her well-defined legs and hooked them to her garter belt noticing her newly shaven pussy. She hoped Kyle would like it. She pulled the bra on and glanced in the mirror. It was a black lace one she had bought earlier in the week. As she looked at it she realized it seemed to look more slutty than it had in the store. “Damn” she said as she looked at the clock, there was no time to change now. She slipped into the dress, grabbed her purse and rushed out the door.
She walked towards the table Kyle was at and checked her watch. She smiled as she realized she had one minute to spare. She bent down and gave him quick kiss, “I hope you haven’t been waiting long.”
“No, no it’s fine I’ve only been here a few minutes, I hope you didn’t have rush.” he replied quickly, “So did you have a good day at work?”
“Uh, yeah it was fine, nothing too exciting. I went to the book club meeting after work, then home.” I replied as I wondered to myself whether or not he was sick. He never asked about my day and never passed up an opportunity to tell me he’d been waiting quite a while but not to feel bad.
“I’m so glad you enjoy the book club Felicia, it’s important to have hobbies and to meet new people. I’m sure you’ll make lots of friends.”
What!? This was totally out of character for him. Then it all started to fall into place, I’d heard this speech before. “You brought me here to break-up with me.” I could tell by the shocked look on his face that I’d guessed right. I could not believe it and was in no mood to even deal with it. “That’s fine, whatever, we can figure out a time for you to get your stuff, but right now I need to go, I’ll call you later.” I said and then walked to the entrance and left. All the emotions going through my head threatened to overwhelm me as I walked to my car. I got in and started to leave for my apartment when I thought about the note. Seeing that it was only 8:50 I figured I could probably make it there in time. I knew a few other offices in the same area and doubted this one would be hard to find.
I walked down the last few steps and pushed open the door marked “5.” I saw 3 people, a woman, and two men standing in front of the large metal door. I gave a quick smile and stood off to the side, assuming they were all waiting to get into the meeting as well.
OCC: I apologize that this is so long!
 
Alexxa

Profile
Age: In early 30s
Appearance: Very boyish figure -30A-28-33
6' tall with very short brown hair.
Body-builder's physique - muscular arms and legs.
Favors wearing leather jacket over muscle shirt. Usually does not wear bra. Given to wearing man-tailored pants and men's underwear.

I hurried back to my office. I was meeting this gorgeous woman for dinner and possible action later, so I needed to get out soon. I see an envelpe on my chair with a red star and groan"No that joker again." Myth had it that Red Star envelope was a special invitation to a very close circle. I toss the envelope into the garbage can and start shutting my pc down, when I see an urgent e-mail, "Dont you think its time you visited the fifth floor? I thought you loved fun and adventure!"
My curiosity piqued, I arranged for a rain-check with my date and head to the fifth floor.
 
Eric:

Hearing the high heels on the stairs I turn and watch the lovely red head coming to join us. I smile at the way her breasts moved under her attractive black dress.

When you reach the steps I give you a slight European bow as I smile into your eyes and introduce myself, "Good evening. I am Eric. This other lovely woman is Trina, but I've not met the other gentleman as yet.
"You are here for the meeting, yes?"
 
"Yes I am, I got a letter asking my attendance. It's a pleasure to meet you Eric...Trina, and your other friend. I'm Felicia." I say flashing a smile. My eyes move down your body before I can stop them and I quickly look up trying not to blush. "So, um, do any of you know what this meeting is about?"
 
Eric:

I note your eyes traveling down my body and return the gesture taking in your full breasts and the hard nipples that are making small tents in the front of your dress. I can imagine the bra supporting them without heavy cloth covering them. A lovely slutty little thing in either green or black is my quess given your hair color.

"I suspect it's to see if we are interested in becoming members of the Society. I can't see why else I'd have been invited to be here.
"What have you heard about the Society Felicia?"
 
"I suspect it's to see if we are interested in becoming members of the Society. I can't see why else I'd have been invited to be here.
"What have you heard about the Society Felicia?" Eric asks and I decide that thankfully he must not have seen my eyes wander over his body. "Well not a lot, just that it's a secret society that's pretty strict about who they let in and that it has been said it involves sex in some way."
 
Eric:

"I've heard rumors that is also involves BDSM activities in addition to sex."

"Have either of you heard anything," I ask Trina and the quiet young man?
 
OOC: Character

Name: Luke Pollwen
Age: 23
Height: 5'10"
Build: Trim
Hair: Cropped, brown
Eyes: Green
Bio: Luke is new to the area, having just moved away from a place that offered him nothing but sadness. Has a dark history which he prefers not to talk about. Very reserved person, quiet and very little makes him stand out from the crowd (Not that he ever wanted to...)
Luke is submissive, but his sexual activities in that area of interest have so far been restricted to fantasizing... having never had the courage to tell anyone about his hidden passion.

IC: Luke

I looked up at the building from the outside, still not quite sure why I had come.
I was new to the area, and so didn't know anything about the people who had invited me... for all I knew, it could be some kind of trick. But then I smiled grimly, thinking What have I got to lose?
I patted the letter with the red star, stored safely away in the pocket of my pants. I was dressed casually (Hopefully they didn't expect me to dress up...), shirt and pants.
Gathering up my nerves, I walked inside the building, wondering why it was open so late. I shook my head, knowing it had something to do with what was going to happen on the fifth floor.
The first lift I came to was plastered with a large "Out of Order" sign, so, with a shrug, I made my way to the stairway, beginning the ascent up.
When I reached the fifth floor, I took a deep breath, before stepping out. So far, there didn't seem to be much going on. Coughing lightly, I walked over to where a group of people, men and women, stood.
"Uh... are you the ones... who sent the invitation?" I asked hesitantly.
 
Red Star Society

OOC: Hi Switch76 and all others involved in this thread/role-play. I have just changed ID's from alvoigt to Amazing_One, I was in on the original list of people interested in this theme. Just as a reminder:

Profile:

Adam
Male switch, hetrosexual, 6' tall, dark hair, blue eyes, thickset build (all muscle).
Works as a professional in DCL marketing, has been there for several years, labouring away without much reward. Watching others newer than himself move their way up the corporate DCL ladder. Maybe until recently, when he had a weird run-in at a bar with a female executive who took a bit of a shine to him.

IC: I watched the traffic on the stairwell with trepidation. I could tell all of these people were headed to the fifth floor, the out-of-bounds area for all staff. Many of us have wondered what goes on at the fifth floor, but no-one ever seems to know, or at least nobody who does know is talking. I look down again at the envelope in my hands with the Red Star on the front.

It is only a couple of minutes to 9pm and I have stayed back late. I thought I might be the only one expected at the fifth floor at 9pm, but so far six other people have already preceeded me up the stairway.

Oh well, there is only one way to find out what is going on. And my interest is certainly piqued by the number of people coming through the building at this time of the night. I start to head up the stairs, up the extra two floors to the fifth floor.

I join all of the other people, who are standing nervously, some whispering to each other, all looking eager and anxious all at the same time.

OOC: Hi guys, can't wait to find out what's behind the door. ;)
 
Eric:

I give a nod-bow to the two newcomers then say to them both, "Ve vere just talking about what ve've heard about the Society.
"It seems very Secretive, as ve all know. Tell us, have you heard anything?"
 
Robert

"I've no clues about what is behind that door either. I've heard there is some sort of initiation ceremony though. If this group can help me, I'm willing to give it a try"
"It can't be worse than in college" I say hopefully.
"I'm Robert" I say to the group. "Do you think any more people are coming?"
Just then, I hear the magnetic lock open. A voice booms from somewhere
"You may now enter".
What is behind the door? Will it be more envelopes with instructions or a real person greeting us? Will we see the people who sent the invite? I wait to see who will take the first step and open the door.
 
Eric:

As I happen to be standing closest to the door, I'm the first one through it.

I stop blocking it intentionally as my head turns left and right and I scan the area to see if there's any threat.

Old habits do die hard.

Not seeing anything I enter followed by the others.
 
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Felicia

The door clicked and swung open. Eric started in first and I followed him. I glanced back at the rest of group and didn't realize Eric had stopped until I ran into him, stubbing my exposed toes into his heel. I began blushing as I realized with my breasts against his back he probably noticed how hard my nipples were. He looked from left to right before walking again. My toe was throbbing, plus I was embarrased, and he hadn't even acknowledged it I thought as I glared at his back and started inside.
 
Eric:

The fast scan shows no overt danger and then I'm bumped into. Mmmm, the feel of full breasts and hard nipples. There's a little squeak as I feel a foot hit my heel lets me know someone's hurt a toe or foot.

I step to the side and see it's Felica who ran into me. Taking her arm I ask, "Are you alright. Sorry about the sudden stop, but it's an old habit and especially when entering strange and unfamiliar surroundings."
 
Felicia

Eric steps to the side and begins explaining his sudden stop while he takes my arm and a little wave of pleasure goes through me. "Are you alright. Sorry about the sudden stop, but it's an old habit and especially when entering strange and unfamiliar surroundings." he says and though I'm trying to listen I start looking at his eyes and notice what a strange shade of blue they are. I'm not real big on blue eyes but there's something about his that demand all my attention and make me think that he'd have it for quite a while. I'm pulled back into reality by the sound of someone gasping at something behind me. I quickly turn around and gasp myself.
 
Trina

the voice scared the crap out of me as I jumped almost a mile high. I followed the others as they enterd, all a bit hesitant.

OOC:sorry for the short reply, just got tatooed and in verymuch amounts of pain. See you in the morning......
 
Master of Ceremonies

OOC: Hope you don't mind if I take a role as a master of ceremonies (I'll help things move along nicely so that the characters aren't constantly "feeling" out surroundings and spending time agreeing between themselves about what they see :).

Not going to put a bio up until I meet the characters, and here goes...

IC: Watching the gathering nominees on the black & white monitor, I couldn't keep a self-satisfied smirk off my face.

Every year, all of the effort, the pain-staking research, comes down to this group of individuals who have never before seen each other. There they stood, nervously shuffling, 7 of the 10 who received the invitations, a better turnout than usual.

I listened as the unsuspected speculated on why they were there and what was behind the door. Without risking making them wait too long, I reach across the control board and buzz them in, prompting them along over the not so public PA in a modified OZ-like voice.

The first through is the "professor",as I have nick-named him after building his file. Hesitant as the rest, he nonetheless walks in, expecting the unexpected, only to find that this floor is completely unlike the rest of the building.

Modified in blueprint before construction ever began, this level, once the support walls were in place, never felt feet but those of the society members. I, like my brothers and sisters, have sworn an oath, and take measures to keep this floor from the minds of the day-to-day workers of the building.

A most intricate system of hidden cameras, recessed strobe lighting, and flush-mounted speakers is so well removed from the casual observer that one does not even notice that this floor is actually one and a half times as high as the rest.

I shake off the wistful reverie and move a control. The party is enveloped in the softest rosie glow though no one can pinpoint the lightsource. One after another, a line of centered lights flashes, leading them down the marble-clad corridor, their echoes reverberating to what appears to be a collonade in dim distance.


OOC: I will do my best to take cues from the players whenever you require a prop or a scene change, etc. If there are more who want to join, there are still "society member" parts open.
 
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Luke

Luke shielded his eyes for a moment, unable to handle the bright lights.
"A bit... showy... for my liking..." he whispered, more to himself than to any of the others, though, judging by the echoes he created, they'd all be able to hear him anyway. "Umm... I'm not going first." he said again, a bit louder, now nervous.
 
Trina

I gazes in awe of the color to the lighted room. It was so comforting like the colors of the sunset of my homeland.

"Umm... I'm not going first." I heard a young man say

"Me neither" I quickly jumped in. This all is almost too much for my taste but I need help with my citizenship so I'm not leaving.
 
Robert

I decide to lead the way as everyone seems reluctant to move. The lights and sounds are very disorientating. I go towards the source of the light followed by the others. As we get nearer to the source visibility becomes clearer. Two doors can be seen. Each has a group of names on it. I see mine on the door to the right. I pause for a moment and see who else is in my group and try to work out what we have in common.

OOC:Just trying to separate the doms from the subs so they can receive different instructions.
 
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