I hear a quiet knock at the door.  It doesn't take long to open, yet when I do there is no one there.  I look down and see a medium sized package wrapped in a semi-gloss ivory paper with a note attached.  Belle embossed in gold flecking.  It reads only November 27th 9:00 pm.

Inside the box I find a simple, yet form-fitting, black strapless dress and a lavish mask.  The mask made of deep burgundy feathers, black silk, and black pearls.  Pouting lips in copper adorn.  Never have I seen anything like it.  Nor ever will I again.

November 27th 9:00pm arrives with a knock on my door.  I open to find a large man, neatly dressed in a black suit.  He takes the mask from my hand.  He escorts me to a discreet black car and orders me blind-folded.

We drive at least 30 minutes.  He orders the blind-fold removed and replaced with my mask.  With travel through a large voice recognized gate.  The elaborate structure before me is breathtaking to say the least.  As I am delivered to a door, at least 11 feet high, two blood hounds perch at each side.

As the door opens, 'Masked Ball' belows in the marble foyer.  The sensual rhythm moves me.  I know the smell.  I smell sex.  I know the sound.  I hear sex.  I know I will feel sex.  As my blood boils and body heats I feel faint, my breath catches and my legs quiver.  I need it now.

I contain myself and remove my clothes as instructed, all except the mask.  I am guided into an adjacent room, circular with columns surrounding.  There are twenty masked women kneeling naked in a circle surrounded by hundreds of masked men in midnight blue cloaks, reminiscent of a Venetian Carnival.

I am placed in the last opening in the circle of women.  'Masked Ball' still plays, a light chant now accompanies.  There is a sweet smelling smoke at my feet, making me light headed.  I am entranced as my surroundings enter me.  Something more will enter me soon.  For that, I am sure.

The man in the middle of the circle is wearing a cloak of regal purple and the most ornate Venetian mask in the room.  He signals us one by one with a lingering kiss to choose our first conquest.  I know I will own more than him this evening.  

As each woman rises from her kneeling position I see some are tall and lean.  Others are small enough to spin. Hair color from platinum to black.  Most shaven but some with nests of hair in different designs.  Breasts in all shapes and sizes, all erect with anticipation.  What does it feel like between those legs?

I cautiously gaze at the masks surrounding me.  They are screaming, laughing, crying and singing. They are with smiles, frowns, kisses and pierced lips.  Masks of gold, copper, and even platinum with diamonds.  It is my turn.  Your mask is made of a deep blue silk, hardened by cream enamel and traced with copper, sapphires, and pearls.  I disrobe you.  

Everyone is naked before us wearing only masks.  We proceed into an attached room.  All imaginable lusts are before us, an unparalleled orgy.  I think to myself 'Lock me in.  I never want to leave here.'  

On a large pegged legged ottoman before us, a masked woman with raven black hair is knees to the ground lying spread eagle as a man aggressively pounds her from behind.  The veins in his neck bulge.  Her mouth, somewhere between a gasp and a scream, wide open as he grips her hair and arches her neck.  

On a sofa across the room a man sits.  Only his legs visible but I hear his moans.  A petite masked blond bounces with vigor on his shaft.  Her arms and hands pulling her hair out of the way and she leans back.  The man, reaching around massaging her buttocks with enough force to break the skin.

There are other masked figures around the room.  Some men diligently pumping their hard cocks, gritting teeth and clinched faces.  Women assist all around.  On a chaise there lies a man.  A woman burrowed between his legs, hoisting them to rim him completely.  Her tongue licking and penetrating at will.

While being rimmed by one woman, another with strawberry red hair sucks him off eagerly.  Her fingers tighten at the base of his shaft for best access.  She alternates between using only her mouth while fondling his cum filled balls, then gripping again to fully erect him.

In the faint distance I hear the sound of a whip slapping flesh.  I pull my momentary companion by only his rock hard prick.  Chained to a wall I see a masked man being softly whipped with a cat o' nine, a crop, bamboo, and a large wooden paddle.  I tighten my grip relentlessly.  

Another man lies on a concrete slab, his arms tied above his head with steel restraints.  His pink cock tied tightly, painfully enjoying the cock and ball torture bestowed.  The woman attending, her ass is unrivaled, has her fist buried deep inside of him as she jacks him off with her other hand.  He moans with pleasure and pain.

I hear screams of pleasure bellowing from the next room.  As we enter, I at once know why I am here.  I grab your hand.  A woman sits upon a table.  To each side women kiss and caress her breasts, her neck, her ears, her inner thighs.  A vision, all brunette!  The entire masked room stands in awe.  

I want her!  I pull her to the edge of the table and begin to feast.  She is sweet and salty from the sweat.  Her clit, long ago, already hard.  You know what I want badly from behind.  You stick it in and I scream.  You are harder than I realized.

I grab a device from the table perfect for my clit.  I cum easiest with clit stimulation.  I take my mouth from her sex long enough to tell you harder.  I tell you not to worry about hurting me. 'JUST FUCK ME NOW!' I demand. I want to cum when she does.

The other two masked woman hold her legs tightly apart so I can continue stimulating myself and her in unison.  I feel her inner thighs vibrate against my cheeks and then her pussy contracts and as she squirts in my mouth you howl and fuck at the same time.  

My pussy squeezes you.  I almost pop you out but you refuse to allow it.  You lay against me with your arms tightly embracing me.  You take over stimulating my clit as we finally cum together.  I am not sure how long we are motionless but I want it again, and soon.

-Rendition of Eyes Wide Shut-

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