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Here is my long erotic essay in the style of Shakespeare about an slave and his Milady:
Our Hero and Heroine at the Ball
What happens when a pair of lovers decide to attend the same ball at which their former master is to be in attendance? Would the sexy slave and his Milady be able to resist the temptation to have a little fun in the presence of their former lover?
This erotic tale is inspired by the 1799 romance novel, "The History of Miss Betsy Thoughtless", by Maria Edgeworth.
If you like the above story, please leave your comments below, as always I love to hear from you!
She is the most beautiful woman in the ballroom. I cannot take my eyes off of her. She is the very image of the goddess Venus, with a small, curvy, and slender body. Her breasts are perfect spheres, with large nipples. She has a nicely trimmed pubic thatch, and her nether lips are pink and inviting. She has long, shapely legs, that are crossed at the ankle, and her feet are as small and dainty as those of a princess. Her hands are manicured, and her fingernails are shiny and well kept.
Her long, silky blonde hair is pulled back into a bun at the back of her head. It is so long that it falls down the back of her legs when she walks. Her eyes are a light blue, and her complexion is flawless.
She is dressed in a white gown. The bodice of the dress is decorated with a number of white pearls, and the dress extends down to her ankles. She is wearing a matching necklace, and a diamond bracelet. She is also wearing diamond earrings.
She is the most beautiful woman in the ballroom.
I have never seen a more perfect woman in my life. She is the very image of the goddess Venus, with a small, curvy, and slender body. Her breasts are perfect spheres, with large nipples. She has a nicely trimmed pubic thatch, and her nether lips are pink and inviting. She has long, shapely legs, that are crossed at the ankle, and her feet are as small and dainty as those of a princess. Her hands are manicured, and her fingernails are shiny and well kept.
Her long, silky blonde hair is pulled back into a bun at the back of her head. It is so long that it falls down the back of her legs when she walks. Her eyes are a light blue, and her complexion is flawless. She is dressed in a white gown. The bodice of the dress is decorated with a number of white pearls, and the dress extends down to her ankles. She is wearing a matching necklace, and a diamond bracelet. She is also wearing diamond earrings.
She is the most beautiful woman in the ballroom. Her eyes sparkle like stars, and her hair is so long and silky that it looks like a cloud of gold. Her body is perfect in every way, and she is dressed in a white gown.
She is the most beautiful woman in the ballroom. She is the very image of the goddess Venus, with a small, curvy, and slender body. Her breasts are perfect spheres, with large nipples. She has a nicely trimmed pubic thatch, and her nether lips are pink and inviting. She has long, shapely legs, that are crossed at the ankle, and her feet are as small and dainty as those of a princess. Her hands are manicured, and her fingernails are shiny and well kept.
She is the most beautiful woman in the ballroom. Her eyes sparkle like stars, and her hair is so long and silky that it looks like a cloud of gold. Her body is perfect in every way, and she is dressed in a white gown.
She is the most beautiful woman in the ballroom. She is the very image of the goddess Venus, with a small, curvy, and slender body. Her breasts are perfect spheres, with large nipples. She has a nicely trimmed pubic thatch, and her nether lips are pink and inviting. She has long, shapely legs, that are crossed at the ankle, and her feet are as small and dainty as those of a princess. Her hands are manic

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Write a detailed sex scene about an slave and his Milady:
Bonus if they get interrupted.
(subtlety's not my strong suit, I'm not looking for an actual scene. Just a good old fashioned fantasy.)
posted by Hoopo to Writing & Language (102 answers total) 1 user marked this as a favorite
I have to say I'm enjoying your question far more than I thought I would.
posted by desjardins at 6:14 AM on February 28, 2007
posted by The Monkey at 6:15 AM on February 28, 2007
This is a good question for the writing chat.
posted by stray at 6:22 AM on February 28, 2007
I thought the "being interrupted" part was a bit much, but I had to go with this anyway.
posted by Phire at 6:36 AM on February 28, 2007
The Monkey, you are my hero.
posted by Hoopo at 6:37 AM on February 28, 2007
The Monkey is the Monarch.
posted by Mr. President Dr. Steve Elvis America at 6:45 AM on February 28, 2007
Just a warning -- topping from the bottom is a lot more difficult than it looks.
posted by nanojath at 6:48 AM on February 28, 2007 [2 favorites]
posted by XQUZYPHYR at 6:49 AM on February 28, 2007
I'm not going to post an actual sex scene, because I'm not that kind of person. However, I am going to post the following, because it is one of my favorite scenes in all of fiction, and it's by far the most well-written erotic scene I've ever read.
First off, I must say that if you don't know what the phrase "top from the bottom" means, you should look it up. You should know what it means before you read the following. This scene from Of Human Bondage is a tad long, but it's worth it.
[The whole time I was reading this, I kept thinking to myself, "I wish I had a boyfriend like this."]
Philip was taken to the room in which he had slept before, and at which his mother had brought him the breakfast. He was on his feet in a moment and had bolted the door. She knocked at it as he opened it.
"I've brought your breakfast, Philip. I hope you'll be able to stay for a while. It's so cold. You must be nearly frozen."
He went on the bed and watched her put his breakfast on the table. The milk had been kept warm on the stove, and there was a slice of bread and a butter pat. He took the knife, cut a thick slice of bread, and ate.
He finished his bread and butter, and his mother brought him the other dish, a plate of fried bacon and eggs. He ate two eggs, and began to drink the milk, while his mother kept him company. He had finished the milk when she came to the door.
"You'll be cold again, Philip," she said. "I've got your greatcoat."
"I'm all right," he said.
He waited for her to go. She was just going when the door opened. He sprang to his feet, and held the knife in his hand. She did not see the knife.
"Why, Philip, what a fright you gave me. You're all right, aren't you?"
"Yes," he said, "I'm all right."
She came in, and sat down at the table. Philip returned to his chair.
"I've got your greatcoat," she said, "and I'll wait for you in the sitting-room."
He did not answer. He finished his second cup of milk, and got up from the table.
"You'll be all right, Philip. I'll wait for you in the sitting-room."
He went to his mother, and she put her arms about him.
"I love you, Philip. If you're ill, I'll do anything for you. If you're in trouble, I'll help you. I'll help you to get what you want, whatever it is."
"What

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