Masquerade at Brockham Manor – Swinging Lifestyle Couples
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Description
If you enjoyed Steppingley Manor, then this story is along similar lines.
Steve and Julian are in business together and hear about a masquerade ball type of event at a country manor house in Surrey. After applying to join with their wives, they find that they have to wear masquerade masks and all the girls must wear red cloaks and the males black cloaks with nothing underneath. Geraldine is the owner of Brockham Manor and her husband Richard is bound and gagged in the BDSM dungeon. Everyone looked the same in their masks and cloaks, so was impossible to find each other once the event started. All starts off well with lots of fun and debauchery but soon turns into a nightmare as Julian helps Richard escape but is then locked in the cage himself.
Geraldine turns out to be a complete psychopath and set the dogs loose when she found out that Richard had been set free.
Lots of fun, action and debauchery as you would expect from Dante X.
Strictly 18+ adults only – 8,100 words
Table of Contents
Characters
Prologue
Chapter One -Applying for membership
Chapter Two – The event
Chapter Three – Inside the barn
Chapter Four – Helping Richard escape
Epilogue
Characters
Julian 29 – writing the story
Sylvie 26 – Julian’s wife
Steve 45 – Julian’s friend and business partner
Kerry 36 – Steve’s wife
Geraldine 55 – Owner of Brockham Manor
Richard 62 – Geraldine’s husband.
Sandy 27 – Girl in the barn
Prologue
It was during a chat over a beer with my mate and business partner Steve that raised my interest. He’d been attending adult clubs with his wife Kerry for years and had just heard about a new club. It was apparently held once a month in a country manor house somewhere in Surrey and sounded quite interesting and unusual. It was couples only but they also had extra guys and girls that were paid to attend as extras for the guests to play with if desired.
We decided to give it a try as it was only just over an hours drive from Basingstoke where we lived. Steve said he’d find out more and all I had to do was convince my wife. Sylvie was 26 and we married last year after we met on holiday in Marseilles the South of France. She was with her parents and although for me, it was love at first sight, she was incredibly shy and reserved until I managed to get her to share a bottle of wine and we ended up making love in my hotel room.
Back in the UK she was working as a waitress in an Italian restaurant but as soon as we got married, she didn’t need to work anymore as Steve and I had our own successful building business and she said she preferred to stay at home and answer the phone. Not very experienced in the bedroom as she’d only had one previous boyfriend and from what she told me, he was a bit of a geek and not into the pleasures of the flesh. However, I am the complete opposite and horny all the time. My first wife was the same and we went clubbing and dogging and did everything you could imagine, until her boss fucked her and he started introducing her to his friends. When I found out I wanted to kill him but he’d already got her pregnant so I told her good luck, sold the house and we divorced.
So before I get into what happened and how Sylvie became a sub slut, my name is Julian, 29 and from Croydon, South London.
Chapter 1
Applying for membership
We were renovating a block of flats in Paddington when Steve received the phone call.
“Hello, may I speak to Stephen Forester please.”
“Yes speaking.”
“My name is Geraldine from Brockham Manor, I see you have applied for membership and the next event is on Saturday evening. I just need to explain a few rules before we accept you and your friend Julian.”
“Yes of course,” Steve replied, putting his phone on speaker so I could listen in.
“We need to do a security check on you and your partners and once we know you are not undercover police or anything, the membership fee is £1500 per couple per year. Is that an issue or should I continue…?”
“No, that’s OK, please carry on.”
“We hold the masquerade once a month and no other fees are required. The events are held at Brockham Manor in Surrey, I’ll send you the full address and directions after the security check and membership has been accepted. Beverages, snacks and our special party punch which is the equivalent to Viagra and Ecstasy is also provided. The manor has 12 bedrooms and 4 Elite circle suites, so guests may stay overnight. We have on average 1100 members and a maximum of 200 attending at any one time, so booking is essential.”
“So can we stay overnight…?” Steve asked.
“The bedrooms are always quite full, however, there is also a B and B and a small hotel in the village but they would also need to be booked well in advance.”
“So how long does the security check take…?”
“Only a day or so and then we accept cash or crypto currency for the yearly membership fees.”
“And what is the dress code…?”
“Yes of course, sorry, I haven’t finished advising you of the rules. We also provide all the masquerade masks and cloaks. The men wear red cloaks and the women are provided with black cloaks.”
“I see, so everyone wears cloaks and masks and naked underneath….?”
“Correct, and on entry the males and females are separated, so nobody knows who is watching who. We also suggest you remove any rings or jewellery if you want to remain totally anonymous and masks must be worn at all times.”
“So can we meet up with our partners inside…?”
“No, that is not permitted as the idea of the masquerade is to mingle and have fun with anyone and everyone. The other rules are simple, all females in black cloaks are to be submissive and available to male or female guests. Males may be dominant or submissive. We also have male bulls and female sub sluts that will be joining in the activities and to make sure there are no issues between guests. They will not be wearing cloaks but will be wearing red leather pouches for the males and a white basque for the females. We also have a safe phrase, STOP NOW, which may be used to stop any actions being performed but once the safe phrase is used, the guest will be escorted out to special holding cage in the stables and not allowed to re join the party. Lastly, you will also see a few guests walking around in gold cloaks, they are members of the elite circle.”
“So how does one become a member of the elite circle…?” Steve asked.
“One must have been a member for at least a year and attended our special training week with the hounds and horses at the stables. Elite circle members receive special privileges and may use the specially allocated VIP bedrooms. So if you care to text me your full names and addresses, a copy of your birth certificates and proof of your current address, I will get onto it immediately.”
Coming off the phone, Steve gave me a raised eyebrows look as I said,
“Sounds fun but £1500 a year…!”
“Yeah, but then we’re in, and with over a thousand members it must be a bloody good club. But we easily spend £100 when we go to Decadence or Subversion on booze, pills and tickets, so it sounds quite reasonable for a whole year if you ask me.”
“Looking at it like that I suppose you’re right, but that elite circle sounds interesting, I wonder what the training entails…!”
“Yeah, didn’t she say, a weeks training with the hounds and horses though..!”
“Exactly, what the fuck is that all about! But I also heard, they have a makeshift dungeon with all the BDSM equipment like in the clubs.”
“Well, we’ll find out soon enough, you’d better send me your papers so she can get us security checked and I’m going to pay her in crypto, so if you want to send me your £1500, I’ll do a quick transfer to her in Bitcoin or Monero.”
Masquerade at Brockham Manor – Swinging Lifestyle Couples
Books on the swinger lifestyle