Thread: A Prize at the Ball

The Ball was tonight. Excitement rushed through her body as she thought of the most private and exclusive event of the year she was going to attend. She squirmed in her seat like a small child ready to receive a present. Never in a million years did she imagine that after inquiring for so long finally somebody step forward and decided to invite her. Back in Britain everyone was so open with sexual things, but here in the states the fear of ruining your image as a star was always in everyone's mind. She was very tired of that. After all she couldn't be a kid-star forever, she needed to grow up and what better way to do it but by getting a first taste of what BDSM was about. She was a virgin by choice, but as every year passed and she heard stories from her own close friends about how good sex was, her curiosity peak a bit more. Of course that didn't mean she had experimented with other things like kissing, groping or even dry humping. But boys made it all awkward and they seem to come to fruition too soon for her own liking. Men in the other hand, well that sent shivers down her lithe body. She had never been with one, but every erotic novel she read made her want even more to get an older boyfriend than her twenty-one years of age. That wasn't allowed of course, her own career and management group wouldn't go for that. A sigh escaped her red colored lips as she look back at Amber. Her friend almost jumping with excitement in her own seat. The blonde wore a white mini dress that barely cover her breasts and most of her legs, the heels she wore were white as well with diamonds encrusted in them or so she had said. She had call those 'Come Fuck Me' heels, that made Emma laughed. Calm down. I thought you assisted to this event so many times. she commented, making Amber blush and shake her head. Emma, shhh. Yes, I have assisted a couple of times. Amber said with an uppity tone, flicking her long wavy hair to the side looking more superior. That made Emma rolled her eyes, Amber was just two years older than her but she acted as if she had done anything and everything. Emma could only guess that it was the way of all rich, spoiled heirs, since in her opinion they all acted the same way. In that very moment the limo came to a stop and her heart race faster. Amber put on a delicate white mask with flowers and jewels adorning it that covered half of her face, but displayed her pink lips. Her brown eyes study Emma and wink one before her own vision was clouded with a hideous mask. No. Emma said with a grimace. Amber nod once, before pushing the mask into Emma's hands. Put it on. The Bunny Mask will suit you so well. Turning to look back at the sky scraper were high up lights shined, she put on the mask . It was made of lace and it would cover her face quite nicely, but it will also give her a better view to take in everything. Finally both of them got out of the car, Amber grabbing her right hand and leading the way toward the elevator. As they got into the private one, Amber turned around and inspected her thoroughly, before her hands went into her small purse and came out with a collar. The collar look more like a silver choker but was attached to a flimsy silver chain. No. Oh, no. Amber! Emma said in a panicky tone as the other woman open the collar and began to approach her. Emma, you can't come to a BDSM party without wearing something that actually gives out a BDSM feel. Come on, I will be the one controlling your leash, until of course I find a date. Emma gulped, it was all for a show. She was there to only watch, not participate she reminded herself before turning to let Amber clasp the collar around her elegant neck. Her chocolate colored eyes study the woman reflected in the Elevator mirror like interior. She was dress in a black short mini dress that was open in the back to reveal some her flawless skin, while in the front a deep V plunge down to her navel to reveal the valley of her breasts. She look provocative and seductive with red colored lips and her hair was wavy to frame her beautiful face, accentuated by the mask. The silver choker collar and chain only adding to the image. The doors open then and Nine Inch Nails 'Closer' pump around the room as they stepped out. It was nothing like she had imagine or read. Amber tugged on the small leash and signal Emma to go forward, she followed as her eyes took in the different people. Some she had met once and others she had seen on red-carpet events. It was all so surreal and hot. Her lacy almost non-existent thong dampen as she heard real pleasure moans around the room. She hadn't noticed when Amber had stopped or when her friend was directed to another part of the party that seem to be more exclusive. Her eyes were transfixed on everything, the naked patrons and the naked servers. She continued on until they reached some type of rooms, Emma look weird at Amber before the girl knock at the door and open it. Her voice coming out with a sing-song tone. Oh, Dominic...I'm here with your prize. Emma scoff, seconds later Amber pulled on her chain to bring her forward into the room and closing the door. That small tug made Emma tried to catch her breath as she look around, her own body quivering with fear like a small prey would do when lock with one known predator and another that was unknown. Oh, no... her voice whimpered, her British accent becoming a bit more thick, while Amber played with her hair a knowing smirk on her lips.