The Difference Between Perfection and Reality

[TexasAngel28]

It was one of those emails you tended to delete without reading, but the subject line caught her attention:

"Perfection is at hand..."

She opened the email then sat back and began reading the letter.

"Greetings! You are one of ten people from all over the country to receive this email. In a recent survey conducted at PrimarilyPerfect Partners.com, you stated that you were looking for a way to obtain perfection in your private life. I am writing to you today to offer you the chance to find what you truly seek. Nothing is perfect in today's world. But I can offer you a chance to find the reality you truly want and deserve. For further information, please contact Chris Walker at 212-555-1282."

Angelica sat there for a moment trying to collect her thoughts about the letter and what it promised. Her life, in her own thoughts, was missing something. Most people, friends and colleagues, thought she had everything; stunning looks, the perfect job, and her pick of men. But Angelica didn't see it that way at all. She controlled every aspect of her life very tightly. At 27, she was the youngest senior V.P. at her company. She dated, but none of the men seemed to live up to her expectations.

She'd come across PrimarilyPerfectPartners.com one evening and had answered a survey consisting of about 150 quesions. The first few responses she'd gotten had done very little to catch her interest. But this email... it certainly had her attention.

"Okay... why not," she said outloud as she picked up the phone. "What have I really got to lose?" She dialed the number, let it ring twice and then heard someone pick up on the other end.

"Hello?"

"Hi. I'm calling for Chris Walker. This is Angelica Rosow..."

OOC:

This could be a lot of fun if enough people join in. If someone is interested in playing Chris, please PM me so I can give you some more background to go from.

Angelica Rosow is 27 years old and senior VP at her company. She is about 5'3, weighs 112 pounds. Her hair stops just along the middle of her back and is a coppery color. She has dark blue, almost violet, eyes. She is very controlling. Her idea of perfection is to be able to control every aspect of her life. But, as the letter said, perfection isn't reality...

 

[TexasAngel28]

OOC - I have found someone to play Chris. So, now we just need others who got letters in the email and then eventually we will add a few more people as well.

 

[msboy8]

Matt Lawyer

OOC: Matt is a 35 year old 5'10", 180 lb, fit, dark hair, hazel eyes. He has a firm fit body from swimming and basketball. He is independently wealthy, made a lot during the internet boom and lives off his fortune. Has never found the girl that was just right for him. Likes a strong woman, who knows what she wants.

Matt was surprised to get the email, "Perfection is at hand..." . He opened it without thinking, his A/V program would take care of any Virus.

He read, "Greetings! You are one of ten people from all over the country to receive this email. In a recent survey conducted at PrimarilyPerfect Partners.com, you stated that you were looking for a way to obtain perfection in your private life. I am writing to you today to offer you the chance to find what you truly seek. Nothing is perfect in today's world. But I can offer you a chance to find the reality you truly want and deserve. For further information, please contact Chris Walker at 212-555-1282."

He was very skeptical, but interested. He could always just hang up. Matt picked up the phone...

 

[ferryrider]

Chris Walker

My receptionist called me to the phone.

"Yes, this is Chris Walker. How may I help yoiu?"

"Hello Angela. I have your profile right here before me. As the E-mail said, we invited ten prospective applicants to join us next week for an intense program of self-evaluation that often results in a growing awareness of the real self, that resides under a facade developed for various reasons, mainly an intent to project an image that might not be entirely valid"

"Yes, Sunday night."

"Our private plane will meet the group at the Seattle airport at 6PM. The flight takesd approximately 30 minutes"

"Be sure to bring warm comfortable casual clothes, a swimming suit, and your personal items. Everythng else will be provided by our staff."

"We look forward to seeing you, Angela"

As we hung up, I heard the telephone ring again, and then talked to the second of our invitees. and the chat was much the same. Ther man sounded interested, and then committed himself to be included.

I sat back in my chair thinking of the rather substantial fee we charged, but that was nothing compared to the benefits our previous guests had reported.

 

[TexasShopGirl]

More intrigue...

May I join?

 

[TexasAngel28]

Angelica stared at the phone in her hand for a moment before hanging it up and sitting back in her chair once more. So, it was done. Come Sunday she would be on a plane headed for an island to find out what her reality would finally bring her.

She stood and stretched for a moment before walking into the bedroom. She removed the black linen slacks, crimson silk shirt and ankle high boots. She was left standing in a black silk/lace all in one. She hung up the shirt and pants and was just walking back out of the closet when her phone rang. She frowned for a moment then picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Angel. How was the meeting today?" Angelica smiled and sat down on the bed. It was her boss, the CEO of Anvil Industries. He was, without a doubt, one of the most handsom men she'd ever known, especially for his age. She'd dreamt of going out with him, but the age difference probably would not sit well with him and he was more of a control freak than she was.

"Hey, boss. Everything went great. The merger will be accepted without argument. You can close the deal tomorrow morning."

"Angel, that's wonderful. I knew I'd done the right thing by making you senior vice president."

"Thank you, Sir. I appreciate the confidence you place in me. Listen, I was wondering... I've been invited to an island for a two week excursion. Seeing as how everything is underway I was hoping..."

"Absolutely!" her boss interrupted. "Go and have fun. You've earned it. And Angel, while you're gone, try to relax and let the real you come out. See you when you get back."

Angelica hung up the phone and crawled under the covers, turning out the light. When she dreamed, it was of a strange island, castles, and possibly and handsom older man...

 

[msboy8]

Matt

Matt called the number provided in the email. What he was told intrigued him. The cost was a bit steep, but he could afford it no problem. He would be at Seattle airport to meet the plane with the group. He was not told anything about the others going, but was told they would all get along together.

Matt was looking forward to a vacation, even if he didn't get anything else out of the trip.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Eric von Wolfenstein, BDSM Master and Hedonist:

Character Background:
Eric was born and raised in Germany following WWII. His family became weathy industrialists and Eric was sent to the finest schools in Germany. He graduated second in his class from Heidlberg University and, even though it was fobidden, learned duelling there and acquired the old fashioned duelling scar on his left cheek when he missed a parry.

After graduation he found himself more and more drawn to a lifestyle a friend had introduced him to during his junior year at college, the lifestyle called BDSM or Erotic Power Exchange by most.

Eric had always been a leader and charismatic, although quiet and soft spoken. He was attracted by the naturalness of how it felt to Dominate someone who willingly submitted themselves to him.

A year after college he was introduced to "The Baron" and learned he ran a every private and exclusive school for Dominants, regardless of gender. They met and talked several times and when Eric asked about attending The Baron's school he was accepted.

As the BDSM or EPE Lifestyle is more open and more accepted in Europe, Eric had no problem borrowing the requisite tuition from his father when he explained what it was for.

Two years later Eric graduated and was a very accomplished and skilled Master only needing more experience, in the field so to speak, to round out his education. He became a Professional Dominant and has remained so. By the way, his fees allowed him to repay the tuition loan in a year as well as aquire an apartment and new Porsche. Pro Dom's are very, very well paid for their time.

Now Eric has over 30 years experience and has come to The Island in his capacity as a Master.

He is an Old Master, both in age and experience having been in the Lifestyle for so long and is now in his early 50's.
Physically he is 72 1/2 inches tall, and his weight varies between 170 and 180 pounds.
He has mostly salt, salt and pepper blonde hair, which reaches past his shoulder blades as well as a trimmed jawline beard and moustache.
His eyes are blue and and twinkle with humor and mischief or can be cold as glacier ice depending on the circumstances at the time.
He naturally has a very fair complexion as well having virtually no body hair, but he does have millions of freckles. The Scots/Irish part of his ancestry's influence.
He's never bothered to measure but supposes that his penis is a bit larger than average from what he has seen in the military and at various schools.
If he had to guess, he’d guess it was 6 ½ to 7 inches long and 1 ½ to 2 inches around the shaft with the head a bit wider when fully erect.
He's had several injuries that limit him a bit but is still in fairly good physical condition and he can still walk five miles at a good pace and is strong in his upper body. It's just the lower back that causes him problems at times.

IC:
Eric is now settled in at his cabin on The Island waiting and anticipating arrivals.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Eric von Wolfenstein, BDSM Master and Hedonist:

Duplicate post deleted. Cyber gremlins at work or my fingers stuttered. *s

 

[StagedFright]

"Greetings! You are one of ten people from all over the country to receive this email. In a recent survey conducted at PrimarilyPerfect Partners.com, you stated that you were looking for a way to obtain perfection in your private life. I am writing to you today to offer you the chance to find what you truly seek. Nothing is perfect in today's world. But I can offer you a chance to find the reality you truly want and deserve. For further information, please contact Chris Walker at 212-555-1282."

Sarah Peters read the first email in her unread pile with unease. She had taken the survey as a bit of a joke as she killed time in her office. On the surface, people would have thought that she had obtained perfection in her private life. She was young, gorgeous and had landed a fiancee who made tons of money. When Sarah took the survey she found herself being more honest with this website than she had been with herself. She was forced to admit that she wasn't particularly satisfied with her sex life. Sarah had been with Mark since college and, recently, Sarah had noticed that she had been faking it with Mark more and more. Something about their sex lives had gotten so boring, so routine. Sarah found herself fantasizing about random men she saw in the street and, especially, the one man she had cheated on Mark with.

He was a rugby player that she had met in a bar and was big and intimidating. The moment Sarah had laid eyes on him she knew she wanted to just take him home and fuck his brains out. When she finally tempted him to come back to the dorm with her, Sarah was startled as her conquest turned the tables on her. Jason, the Rugby Player, was doing her with little skill or precision as her boyfriend did but rather was savagely pounding into her with passion and strength. Sarah, much to her surprise, had discovered her body responding to it like no sex she had ever had before. Before she knew it she was screaming and panting for her lover to fuck her harder and harder. The rougher he got, the more she seemingly responded. She had orgasm after orgasm that night but never again, as later the next day she and Mark decided to get back together.

But now, 4 years later, Sarah found herself thinking about that night again and again. She had tried to talk to Mark about it but Mark was very straight-laced. So she stewed and fantasized. But as she read the email she realized that this is a trip she had to take. She dialed the number and made arrangements to fly to the island as soon as possible. Mark might not understand, she thought as she hung up the phone but if I really need to do this.

She leaned back in her computer chair, thinking of her ravishing rugby player and let her impeccably manicured fingers trail down her tanned, toned stomach and underneath her white silk panties....

 

[ferryrider]

Chris Walker

I was pleased with the responses so far. The e-mails had only been out a couple of hours and already we had several committments to attend.

My staff was ready and so was I, to meet them at the airport and escort them to our island for training. I hoped this session would go as well as our last one, where everyone left with a smile and a great feeling of personal fulfilment after our program washed away all their inhibitions and pretenses, and brought each one into the reality of who they were and who they were born to be, and each pronounced it as a great success.

Now all we needed were the few more attendees to fill out the group.

On my desk I spread out the pictures submitted with each questioinnaire. I admitted to myself that our selections were largely based on their personal appearances. I hoped all the pictures were valid images of who they really were in real life.

One in particular, Angelica, stood out and her smile captivated me and i looked forwward to meeting her personally.

 

[plainjane]

Jane Myers

I checked my e-mail and found an unusual one from some outfit called PrimarilyPerfectPartners.com.

I read it and read it again and wondered what the hell it was.

I hollered at my husband and asked if he had any idea what this was all about.

Sheepishly he admitted submitting a questioinaire with 150 questions about my personality and lifestyle etc, and said he sent in my picture with it. The one with me in a topless pose out in the back yard when I didnt know he was taking it.

My back was to the camera fortunately, but I was intrigued that my husband would think I needed more perfection. Underneath my shell, I knew he was right, so right there in front of him I called the number and talked to a Chris Walker, and signed up.

If Frank thought I needed perfection, I was by damn going to give it to him

 

[StagedFright]

Sarah Peters

Sarah stepped out of the shower and reached for a towel. She didn't know why but for some reason she always had to shower right after she got off of a plane. Towelling off, she paused to take a look at herself in the mirror. She hated sounding egotistical but Sarah knew she had the kind of body and looks that drove men crazy. She was very much the Manhattan posh princess and everything about her looked, well, expensive. Her Strawberry blonde hair was just long enough to touch her back and was obviously salon cut. Her face was beautiful, but inviting, making her look like the ultimate girl next door.

Her body was more than just the icing on the cake however. Her skin was lightly tanned and four nights a week at the gym had given her a firm body that retained it's femininity. Long legs tapered up to a cute, rounded butt, slim hips and waist. It wasn't until you saw her chest, however, that you realized why so many men would have given their right arm to have her as her breasts were large, significantly too large for her slim body, and seemed to defy gravity. Most of her beauty was natural but the firm and perfect chest had been purchased for her on her 21st birthday. Her father was a prominent doctor and had arranged for the surgery to be done by the best cosmetic surgeon in the country.

They may be fakes, Sarah thought as she cupped them in her hands, but they're perfect fakes.

Sarah wrapped a towel around herself and threw some clothes on. Sarah didn't know when she'd be phoned here at her cabin but she decided to dress to impress anyway. A Black bra stretched across her 34DD breasts and when fastened looked like it had little chance of containing them. Black thong slid effortlessly up her body and still peeked out from the low-rise jeans that looked impossibly tight and framed her firm ass perfectly. A t-shirt that bared her midriff completed the ensemble. Looking at the completed work, Sarah thought back to the email that had prompted her on this journey.

"Nothing perfect in this world?" she thought with a chuckle. As she said this she remembered how unsatisfied she was with Mark, how unfulfilled she had been feeling andher smile turned to a pout. Whatever this program was, Sarah wanted it to start soon.

 

[TexasAngel28]

(OOC - WOW! It's great to see so many already here. I can't wait to get to the island and see who else joins in!)

IC: Angelica woke that next morning and realized she still had a lot to do to get ready for her trip to the island. She slid out of bed and pulled on a royal blue silk robe, tying the sash around her waist as she did so. She walked over to the closet and glanced inside, frowning as she did. Nothing here was really suitable in her mind to take to the island. She would have to go shopping today. That's all there was to it. She walked into the kitchen and poured a cup of fresh coffee then sat down at the bar and thought about what she was getting herself into by going on this trip.

The man she'd spoken to on the phone sounded very intriguing. She was anxious to learn more about him and any others she might come into contact with at the island. she finished her coffee and walked back into her bedroom to get dressed. It was going to be a long day and she knew she'd better get started. Sunday was only two more days away...

 

[TexasShopGirl]

ooc - thank you for the warm welcomes, phoenix and ferry. and thanks to texasangel for your message too. here goes

Jasmine White glanced at her inbox again to be sure she'd read the email correctly the first time. She wrote down the number that had been given and called it. She spoke to a receptionist and was put on hold to wait for Chris Walker. As she waited, she thought about how she'd come this far.

She'd been married previously but her ex-husband had never let her do anything in their marriage. He controlled everything and she hated it. She wanted control in her life, private or otherwise. She'd been on a few dates, but the men she'd dated were all too domineering. She wanted to find a man... or maybe a woman... who would let her take the lead and tell them what to do... perhaps this could be the very place to find all of that and more.

She considered herself decent looking enough. At 5'6, she weighed 131 pounds and had short blond hair and hazel eyes, depending on her mood. She dressed very casually. She was 37 years old but most people who saw her at first glance would think of her as being much, much younger.

Just as she drifted off into a day dream, she heard his voice come on the phone.

"Hello?"

"Oh, hi! This is Jasmine White calling..."

 

[ferryrider]

Chris Walker

"Hello Jasmine. We're really glasd you called. So you received our e-mail?"

Then I told her a very little about the program, but told her to be at the seattle airport by 6PM on Sunday, for our group to assemble in one of the meeting rooms, asnd be taken to our little island

"There will be a greeter there at the entrance to the airport, and a sign telling her the meeting room number"

She said she would be there, and i sat back looking at her profile and picture, making a mental note that she was a very attractive addition to our little clan.

 

[TexasAngel28]

Shopping for clothes had been fairly easy enough. Shopping for the perfect items to go beneath the clothing had been a little harder. She'd found plenty of clothes and undergarments in that one day of shopping. Her closet was filled with bags and now as Saturday afternoon approached, she found herself with two suitcases on her bed trying to decide what to pack first.

She was frustrated to say the least. She'd had no sex life for almost 6 months now. The closest she'd come to getting any had been a few weeks ago at the annual company party when she'd found her boss somewhat drunk and he'd hit on her. Of course now, several weeks later, he didn't remember any of it. But Angelica had her fantasies...

She lay down on the bed, dressed only in grey shorts and a maroon t-shirt (Go Aggies!!!). She closed her eyes and slid her hands slowly over her breasts and her well toned stomach. Sliding lower, one hand slid just beneath the waistband of her shorts and she sighed softly. The fantasies entered her mind and she saw herself on a bed much like her own but an older man stood over her. She couldn't see his face, but it didn't seem to matter. He was very intimidating and something about that seemed to make things low in her body go very hot and tight. The fantasy continued and she found herself cuming very hard. She lay there, catching her breath and opening her eyes. Oh yes, she was definately looking forward to this trip... she was hoping to find everything she needed, wanted, and deserved...

 

[msboy8]

Matt

He had just finished a good BBall game, telling his teammates he would be on vacation for a few weeks. That had brought chuckles from those who knew of his history and present circumstances. They thought he was on a permanent vacation.

Matt packed his bag for the trip. He didn't know what kind of situation the island would bring, so he packed both swimming trunks and a Speedo, Chinos and jeans. His clothes only filled a medium sized suitcase.

Matt called a cab to take him to the airport.

 

[TexasAngel28]

To the Airport

Everything was packed and ready to go. Angelica had gotten a neighbor to pick up her mail while she was away. She rode quietly in the cab to the airport where Chris had told her there would be someone with a sign waiting for them.

The cab let her off at the main entrance and she carried her luggage into the main lobby. She secured her boarding pass and turned over her luggage hoping beyond hope it wouldn't get lost. She was assured that, as small as this flight was, there was no chance of her luggage getting lost.

Angelica glanced around and headed through the metal detectors that would lead her to the gates that would eventually take her to this island. As she stepped through the detector, she saw a man, dressed in a suit, holding a sign that she knew was for her and 9 other people. She walked over to the man and gave him her name. He smiled, checked off his list and told her to have a seat. She'd be boarding soon.

Angelica felt her heart rate begin to speed up and the idea that she was almost on her way to something new and hopefully wonderful...

 

[TexasAngel28]

bump... so others can find it...

 

[msboy8]

Matt

The taxi dropped Matt of at the Airport. He couldn't check his bag at the curb anymore, so he carried it along with him. He checked in and left his bag with the attendant. Once he had gone through the test of the metal detectors, he proceeded towards a man standing there greeting the selected ones who would go on to the Island.

Sitting in the group of chairs he was directed to, he saw a vision of loveliness. Her copper-colored hair topped a beautiful body that her clothes accented, rather than hid.

It was when her eys rose to meet his, that he was totally taken with this woman. Her dark blue, no violet, no blue, eyes dove into the depths of his soul. He knew he could never hide anything from this woman, he had fallen under her spell.

"Hello, I'm Matt. I take it we will be companions on the flight to the Island."

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Eric von Wolfenstein:

The day the plane and 'guests' were to arrive was spent in several of the, euphamistic called 'training activity areas', but in reality places set up to resemble midieval dungeons for those who need training to either become Dominants or submissives, roles that fit their individual personalities according to the questionairre replies.

Eric checked each individual piece of 'equipment' from the suppleness of the leather to the mechanics of the larger things to ensure all was in perfect order. He even checked every individual electonic device to be sure all were working properly, and that the batteries were fresh, if they used them.

Lighting was checked and tested, the sound systems were also tested and he went through the various tapes and CD's to be sure all was in place.

His prepatory tasks finished Eric returned to his cabin, changed into a tight swim suit and tank top and cross trainers and began a speed walk around the island per his usual exercise routine. At the end of his walk he was drenched with sweat and headed for the heated pool.

A shower to remove the persperation and Eric dove into the pool and began to swim laps using the breast stroke, back stroke and crawl. After ten laps with each form he got out and returned to his cabin.

He showered again and shampooed and conditioned his long hair, shaved then trimmed his jawline beard and moustache then used a blow dryer on his hair.

He dressed in dark brown leather pants, ankle high boots and a poet's style dark red shirt with the BDSM or EPE Lifestyle emblem embroidered on the chest over his heart. Under it, also embroidered in gold was a single word in Olde English, "Master".

Now all that remained to do was put his hair into a band so it hung down his back and he was prepared to greet the newcomers and be assigned those whom he'd train, either as Dominants or as submissives.

He relaxed in the recliner and read over each person's file once again and looked at each's photograph memorizing faces, names and details they probably weren't aware they revealed about themselves as they replied to the 150 questions in the survey.

 

[Shoshisexy]

OOC: This is my first attempt at this, so lpease be kind and PM with hints...?

IC: After reading the email several times over two days, she finally screwed up the courage to pick up the phone and call the number for PrimarilyPerfectPartners.com. After waiting for a short period, Chris Walker came on the line and started telling her a small bit about the planned trip.

"Mr. Walker, I hate to interrupt you, but I need to be completely honest with you. The picture I sent is accurate...as far as it goes. That is my face and my smile, but I was hesitant to show more because I am a bit self-conscious about my body. I have recently lost nearly 50 pounds. I have started working out, but am still fairly soft in the body. If you are looking for a beauty...you might want to look elsewhere..."

Shyria Renton waited with bated breath for his response. As she waited, scenes from her past flashed through her mind. The loss of her virginity being a date-rape, the abuse she remembered from her childhood, the love she thought she had found with two others, although she wasn't quite sure she had the experience needed to please her beloveds when they finally met. All this in the instant she waited for a response...

 

[msboy8]

BUMP, I hate being stuck in an Airport. Can we please get going?

http://www.cartoon-sex-4free.com/cartoon-sex-images/images/cartoon-sex-4free91.jpg

Please Ignore this Pic.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

I've waited and waited, just as msboy and others have, and wonder if the story will be starting soon.
I'll watch for either a reply or it's beginning. *s