First published November 3, 2025.

Dear Members and Guests,

Last month’s MASQUE in the Hollywood Hills was not a dream. For those who passed the wrought iron gates, you really did have that experience. We were surrounded by some of the most beautiful people in the city. Together we encountered new lovers and indulged in a plethora of earthly delights. As clothing was strewn on the floors, stamina reached its breaking point. Nothing succeeds like excess, to quote Mr. Wilde. It was glorious and it was magical.

On a clear evening in mid-October, Members and guests gathered at an expansive 6-bed private residence that glowed red. Perched above the famed Chateau Marmont and Sunset Strip, attendees had unobstructed views out toward the Los Angeles skyline. A stunning backdrop for the activities that later took place.

We were delighted to reunite with the usual characters, as well as pleased to welcome back some who we have not seen for some time, like the dashing Silver Fox, who now calls Miami home, and even Mr. Black, from the Origin Story. The submissive Minx appeared with a new companion, as did The Oarsman whose voluptuous, blonde friend was quite the tease.

Soon after doors opened and apparently ready to escalate, Minx was quick to undress her partner from his custom tuxedo down to his black briefs. Curious onlookers took note of his athletic body and arms covered in military tattoos. Herself, she wore a dark, silky slip dress, satin gloves, black kitty eye mask, and her leather Veritas collar. As she caressed the side of his face with her hand, her right shoulder strap fell and exposed one of her protruding nipples. She placed a black leather collar over his strong neck and leashed him. In a bit of role reversal, she proudly paraded him around the room. It was short-lived and a moment to relish, as the leash eventually found its way back, attached to Minx’s collar. By midnight, she was entirely nude and crawling, restoring their natural order.

Elsewhere, Valentina was up to her regular mischievousness, instigating and encouraging attendees to test their own limits of pleasure. Usually the one to strap someone to the cross or initiate wax play, this night, the dark-haired seductress focused her attention on another pretty blonde guest, and took it upon herself to provide her a proper introduction to the Veritas playground. Flirty throughout the evening, Valentina procured the services of Bunnyman to bound her prey as she inflicted her own bursts of pleasure in the form of light touches and sweet kisses. Still, the blonde was ravenous and insatiable in her thirst for desire, leaving love bites and hickeys on those in her wake.

It was left to Sir SB then, a handsome young buck and one of our newest Prospective Members, to tame the fair-haired vixen. While he was recovering from an earlier encounter and still wore his white shirt unbuttoned, he was immediately drawn to her. His member stiffened again. She apparently saw the opportunity and discarded what little lingerie remained to hop on. With his hands on her thighs to stabilize her, she rode him on the cloud sofa. As her gyrations picked up in force, her cries and moans got louder and resonated throughout the house.

The four bedrooms upstairs unsurprisingly saw the most activity. While the night’s quotas for new couplings and threesomes were easily reached, the number of foursomes and group play at The MASQUE were remarkable.

In the room next to the stairs, we were particularly proud to have witnessed one of the most unique versions of The Eiffel Tower to date. It is a mystery on how it transpired but a very lucky gentleman was lying on his back with two former beauty queens sat on top of him, one was bouncing on his member and the other craved his tongue. The ladies would have faced each other if not for another lucky gentleman standing in between them and receiving fellatio from the face-sitting cowgirl. Between strokes, he used both of his hands to guide and adjust her head’s angle. The lady behind the upright man held on to his hips for support as she bobbed up and down. From a voyeur’s perspective, there was so much to take in and process. Suffice it to say that it was poetry in motion.

With access limited, The Pantheon offered respite for our Members and VIPs. Still, there was a larger than king sized bed in the middle, and it was the most popular amenity in the master suite. While couples and unicorns came, it was the group led by The Stallion that conquered.

At one point, with eight people in various stages of undress and pleasuring each other, there was almost no bedsheet visible. Taking a prominent position in the middle, The Stallion mounted one of the most beautiful women of the evening, a brunette fashion model. Both nude, she rested on her elbows as he glided himself behind her. Throughout the scene, her chest swayed and kept pace with his hip movements. Based on her lip biting and facial expressions, his thrusts were enveloping yet precise. Looking down and with hands on her waist, he maintained rhythm until he could no longer but crescendo. He savored the moment. The audience was intimate, and though there was no applause, it was a performance fit for the main stage.

These were a few of the many highlights from this past MASQUE.

We look forward to seeing you.

Sincerely,

Veritas Club