First Published 11/08/19
Since she started attending last year, Anya (name changed to protect the privacy of the individual) has been intrigued with the world of Veritas. At the MASQUE gatherings, she has primarily been a voyeur. However, she has fantasized about doing a bit more. With each passing event, she meets fascinating and like-minded people, increasing her confidence to participate. It was a certainty that one day she would explore even more.
This cool weekend night, Anya wore an elegant form-fitting black dress, her blonde hair was down, and her pretty face temporarily obscured with a crescent-shaped half mask. She arrived with a girl friend and took in the various performances. They inspected the activation stations. Curious thoughts and fantastical ideas circulated in their heads.
Past midnight, while watching other attendees at play, Anya finally made a request, to Member Bunnyman no less. As one of our most cherished guests, the Club was happy to oblige.
It would be her first time, and so of course, we needed to make the experience special. To that end, we needed to find someone special.
Bunnyman recruited the efforts of Member Raging Bull. Taking a break from his hosting responsibilities, Raging Bull identified another repeat guest and friend of the Club nearby. Donned in a dapper peak lapel tuxedo and sporting a domino mask, we will call him Rico Suave. A professional dancer by day, he had the desired athletic physique, grace of movement, composure, and charm. For those lucky enough to see him without a mask, he was also devilishly handsome.
Having never met prior to that moment, Anya and Suave were led by Bunnyman from one of the two living rooms of the expansive Spanish style villa to the upper floor, past the security guard, into the Pantheon, the exclusive lounge for Veritas Club Members and their VIP guests. The Pantheon was by design, away from the enthusiastic crowds, a more intimate setting. It was the proper place for this experience to unfold. While the lounge is never empty, those present are always welcoming. And this night, they would have prime view of the special performance.
To begin, Bunnyman moved the tufted bedroom bench to the middle of the room. He had Anya sit at one end of the bench. Suave was instructed to take his place immediately behind her. With her consent, Bunnyman removed her mask and then took three steps back to join the growing audience. From his station, Bunnyman directed Suave to first, cover her hazel eyes with a dark silk blindfold, and then reach over her arms to clasp her wrists together with his hands. His chest was firmly pressed against her back.
After a pause, Bunnyman handed Suave a length of natural fiber rope, and gave specific instructions for him to bind her wrists together using a double column tie. With a satisfactory knot in place, Suave was led to slowly pull Anya’s wrists over and behind her head, until her bound hands rest just behind her slender neck. He held the rope taut with his left hand. Anya was made vulnerable. She felt a bit exposed. It all thrilled her.
With the Bunnyman’s encouragement, Suave leaned slightly back and used his free right arm to bring her upper body towards his. His right hand traversed her chest, over her sternum until it eventually gripped her neck. A warm embrace ensued. Bunnyman continued to use just his words to guide Suave around Anya’s body. Beneath the blindfold, she revealed a hint of a smile.
Anya’s arms still suspended over her head, Suave took his next cue, and the free end of the rope and slowly encircled her chest, first under and then over her breasts, being diligent to caress all known and previously unknown erogenous zones. The pressure of the rope against her dress awakened feelings and warming sensations. Suave finally tied off the rope at the middle of her back.
Satisfied with the progression and completion of Anya’s request, Bunnyman left the new couple to their own devices. He poured himself a drink from the Pantheon bar, a fine single malt from Islay. He took a sip and surveyed the audience’s reactions. Everyone was silent. All were entranced, until another guest piped up and announced that it was her turn.
We hope you enjoyed this snippet from our last MASQUE that took place Saturday October 12th in Beverly Hills.
Sincerely,
Veritas Club
