| The double doors to the Great Hall were wide open, torch light spilling out across the stone floor invitingly. From inside came the low rumblings of conversation and the bright tinkling of crystal goblets raised in toasts. I allowed a slow smile to spread across my face in anticipation of the festivities to come. I was dressed unusually for the event, feeling that such a party demanded the extra attention and perhaps even a bit of shock. I had set aside my usual black leather and vinyl for velvet, dyed a deep burgundy. It poured down my body like blood, clinging everywhere except for the extraordinarily high side slit that revealed my black, six inch spiked boots. Conspicuously absent from my attire was my collection of toys. Those would be provided. There was a hush as I entered the room and I allowed my smile to become gracious as my assembled guests turned to raise their glasses to me. My gaze wandered over the large room full of faces, many ...
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