KnightStorm~{sb}~ :
§kartane§~{MTC}~Y~ WILL DANCE NOW, TUCHUK
KnightStorm~{sb}~ says to
§kartane§~{MTC}~Y~: ~nods at the dance pole, in the sand
pit~
§kartane§~{MTC}~Y~ : §kartane§ presses her glistening slavesex to
the pole, undulating her hips, making it slick with her nectar. she tosses her
long spirals back, her slavebody arching as they sting her tender flesh, her
tongue darting out to moisten her lips as she moans softly, her pert nipples
brushing against the pole as she dances sinuously around
it.
§kartane§~{MTC}~Y~ : §kartane§ rises to her knees, thighs spread wide
around the pole, the rough surface brushing against her sweet pearl, her back
elegantly arched in a bow as she lifts her hips, reaching to cup her breasts
gingerly, offering them up to the pole as if it were her Master, her jade eyes
yearning for His touch; her need is evident.
§kartane§~{MTC}~Y~ :
§kartane§ rises to her feet in a fluid motion, grasping the chains that will
soon bind her. she sinuously dances around the pole that is her Master, reveling
in the rough touch as she twirls in the chains, her long tresses freely flowing
all around her. she stops, turns around, her back against the pole, her taut
slavebody facing her audience.
§kartane§~{MTC}~Y~ : §kartane§ smoothes
her hands down her sides, outlining her hourglass slavebody as she rotates her
lil' hips slowly, then glides her hands up and over her taut slavebelly, to cup
her firm tits, softly massaging them. she bunches her long tresses to a pile
atop her head, then turns in a circle slowly to display her sweet, tender
slavebody to A/all.
§kartane§~{MTC}~Y~ : §kartane§ smiles at her audience
as she closes her eyes softly, then turns to face the pole. she lifts her leg,
her inner thigh lightly brushing the pole, she wraps her leg around it firmly
and spins around, her moist fadu making the pole glisten with her slave nectar.
she grasps the pole, wrapping both her legs around it, then slides down its
length. she kneels before it once again, her eyes pleading as she begins to
undulate her hips against it, her swollen pearl touching the rough surface, her
moans becoming louder, heard throughout the Camp as she whimpers in
pleasure.
§kartane§~{MTC}~Y~ : §kartane§ tilts her head back, her curls
tickling the bottoms of her bare feet, she laughs softly, then looking to her
Masters begging... please, may this girl have her release... please Master...
please...
§kartane§~{MTC}~Y~ : §kartane§ gasps deeply as she hears the
Master, her firm breasts rising and falling with each breath as she releases,
crying out her thanks, her slavebody thrusting against the pole wildly as she
releases, her bronzed thighs glistening as her sweet honey runs down, flowing
freely from her.
§kartane§~{MTC}~Y~ : §kartane§ moves three paces away
from the pole, her slavebody shifting into nadu, trembling thighs spread
painfully wide, glistening with her nectar, her swollen pearl peeking from
between soft, shaven petals, her slavebody elegantly arched, thrusting her
breasts forward, her nipples puckered tightly, feeling very sensitive. she lifts
her chin proudly, displaying the ko-lar that adorns her slender throat,
proclaiming her slave. she smiles softly as she lowers her sparkling jade eyes
respectfully to T/those that have watched, her delicate hands fluttering to rest
upon her thighs, facing her audience in total submission as she bows to T/them
in thanks.
POLE DANCE
~myst rises from the furs, her feet
floating above the ground as she makes her way across camp to the tall pole in
the center of the sand pit. She glances over her shoulder, her silks pulling
snugly across the fullness of her hips, an almost defiant look in her flashing
emerald eyes. She stands, feet spread apart, knees locking, her chin lifting to
follow the movement of her hands as she reaches up for the chain on the pole.
Her shoulders move slightly from side to side in time to the beat of distant
drums as she wraps the chain around her clasped hands.~
~One knee bends,
then the other, her hips rocking with a slide of crimson silks up her silky
thighs. She attempts to seductively sway the attention of the One she feels
behind her with an alluring display of silken flesh. Her attempt fails. Her head
tosses back in a spill of rioting golden~red curls as she feels the sting of the
whip ripping through the silks upon her back. She arches forward, curling
against the unyielding cold steel of the pole and she sways there, her body
jerking again and again at the repetitive hot kisses of the whip.~
~She
turns her head to the side, her back burning, refusing to let go of the chain
with which she willingly binds herself to the pole. She hears the barking
command behind her and she stands erect, the torn pieces of her silks falling in
a caress down her skin, leaving her nude. She again spreads apart her thighs,
sliding her bare hips from side to side in a blatant invitation to the eyes
behind her. She makes the movement a suggestive one, pivoting on the balls of
her feet, her heels swiveling as her muscles tighten and release, her hips
flexing with her movements.~
~She bends her knees, hips erotically
thrusting forward and back as she lowers herself down the pole, her thighs
spreading wider. The heat of her fadu slides against the pole, parting to leave
a moist trail as her hips undulate against the rigid metal. She wraps her arms
tightly around the cold steel which warms to her heated touch. Softly parted
lips kiss the pole lovingly, heatedly, wantonly, hungrily, her hot mouth sucking
against it, small teeth nipping at it..her fadu grinding now against the hot
metal as she slides back upwards. Her arms still wrap the pole, and she hugs it
fiercely, her palms crisscrossing to cup and caress the bare firmness of her
breasts.~
~She moves back down the pole into a kneeling position, her
thighs spreading painfully wide, her back arching until her head lightly touches
the ground. Her fadu moves in a caress against the pole, her body swaying in the
moonlight. She then slowly pulls herself upwards to kneeling position, her lips
parting..swollen, red, and moist from her hot kisses against the pole. She
reaches for the pole again, strangely attached to it's silent unmoving
presence.~
~myst moves back up the pole, her hands grasping the top
chain. Her bare hips roll to circle forward, shift directions, then circle back,
her bare breasts bouncing with the movement. She then releases the chain, her
fingers spreading to grasp the sweet air of Gor, her knees sliding apart in the
moonlight before they touch the ground. She shifts into position of the slave
girl's crawl, her head low to the ground, her elbows and knees digging in the
sand, her hips swaying from side to side from their position high above the
ground. She breathes in the sweet clean smell of her homestone.~
~She
halts abruptly in the center of the sand at the sudden silence of the pounding
drums. She lifts to her knees and assumes the position of the pleasure slave,
her knees sliding slowly apart to leave an impression in the hot sand. Her face
composes into an expression of acceptance, her eyelids gently closing. In one
feline movement, her body changes. Her head tosses back with an arching line of
curved backbone, her smooth throat exposed vulnerably to any that may take
it.~
~myst again assumes the position of the Gorean bow, her back bowing
backwards in a smoothly controlled motion, her body openly on display for all to
view. The wind whispers in a gentle caress against her skin.."A girl must be
pleasing...she must be pleasing...her life depends upon it." She holds the
position in the silence, the three moons of Gor glistening on the straining
muscles beneath her smooth ivory skin, the flames of the hearthfire reflecting
on the heaving fullness of her breasts and the moist sweet line of her fadu. Her
silent figure rests alone on the broad expanse of sand. The straining muscles of
her body and the gently composed lines of her face a silent cry of her need as
she waits...alone in the silence.~
~myst rises smoothly and crawls to the
edge of the sand pit. She relaxes into nadu, her head lifting proudly, her eyes
lowering in respect to the watching Ones. Her upright carriage, and her softly
curling hands upon her thighs, proclaim her silent hope that her Pole Dance has
been found pleasing to all.~
NEED DANCE
~Night has fallen across the Endless
Sky. The three moons glimmer upon the image of a small girl standing before the
campfire...her back to the camp, her hips cocked at a jaunty angle, her left
knee bent, the right leg straight..her hands lifting her hair.~
~her left
heel rises, then falls abruptly..rising again to fall sharply. It stamps out an
angry rhythm, the gold and silver bells chiming a staccato beat. she turns her
head to the left, her chin lifted haughty and proud, her eyes flashing in molten
emerald pools. she moves, her knees slightly bending to allow the scooping twist
of her hips, her feet planted upon the sacred ground as she rocks left and
right. her breasts, outlined by the flames, bounce beneath the sheer rose
silks~
~The flames crackle and hiss in the stillness, and she dances,
moving as if a lil devil within the flames, her feet stamping out a pattern
against the dirt. The sand rises in little puffs beneath her as she strips
invisible bonds from her wrists and flings back her head, moving in undulating
fury around the fire. her body moves with the flames, rippling, glistening, and
caressed with rose silk the color of the embers. she beckons the fire to her,
calling it..commanding it..angrily tossing her head at it's burn as it leaps
near. she turns her back and defies it, stamping her feet again in the
sand.~
~she leaps from the flames and into the coolness, her skin
glistening and flushed from the flames, her hands again lifting the weight of
her hair. she turns to look with level eyes at the watching Ones, her hands
suddenly dropping the mass of red gold curls to tumble freely down her back. she
begins to move again, the angry movements bending to the Will in their eyes. she
moves nearer...drawn as if to the flames~
~The sweet musky scent of her
drifts in the air. Slowly she pivots and slides her two palms to cup her ass,
bending in an arch, her feet sliding apart on the sand. her palms cup the firm
roundness of her hips, and slide slowly upward, bringing the rose silks with
them until silky smooth cheeks are bare..so close and soft. her fingers stroking
the softness. she bends her knees and rocks her hips slowly ... teasingly ...
turning to grind wantonly... heatedly ... against the stillness before she leaps
away~
~she turns to face them, her hands sliding to stroke the tenderness
of her belly..the skin visibly trembling at the touch. her hips rock slowly,
teasingly, as with parted open thighs she lifts the silks higher. she strokes
across the smooth softness of her fadu, her trembling belly, and her round firm
breasts kissed with rose. she lifts the silks over her head, and they flutter to
the ground, discarded. her feet slide, toes pointed out, and she bends deeply.
her eyes challenging as she rakes the tips of her nails up her inner thighs,
over the smoothness of her fadu, then up over responsive nipples..leaving a
faint pink trail. Again she spins away, her feet kicking up little puffs of
sand.~
KnightStorm~WARDER~{sb} says to ~sylvermyst~{KS}~R~:My,
My...
~sylvermyst~{KS}~R~ says to KnightStorm~WARDER~{sb}:
~she stops immediately, feeling His eyes, her knees weaken and she drops to a
crawl, her elbows digging in the soft warm sand, her hips rocking smooth and
bare in the night air. she kneels to Him, her thighs spreading wide, her
shoulders curling back to lift her body to Him. she bends back, her thighs
straining as she touches the ground beneath her in a Gorean bow. Offering Him
her softness. she arches back up to catch her fingers in her
hair.~
~sylvermyst~{KS}~R~ says to KnightStorm~WARDER~{sb}: ~she
lowers her eyelashes to His lips, her fingers stroking through her silken curls,
so soft and perfumed and silky.. the ends curling sweetly around her fingers and
falling to tickle her bare skin. she tosses back her head, the cascade of hair
spilling to the middle of her back, swinging there as she rocks on her
heels.~
~sylvermyst~{KS}~R~ says to KnightStorm~WARDER~{sb}: ~A
soft moan parts her lips as her hands glide together....stroking down the arch
of her vulnerable throat, curling to circle and cup firm rounded
breasts..pinching the hard nipples in a rolling movement of her thumbs. They
wander down to feather lightly over the tremble of her belly. her thighs parting
as her fingers near, hips arching reflexively into the air as she teases lightly
the smoothness. her fingers glistening wet as she lifts them above her head and
touches her hands together, palms out, her body moving as if against a most
passionate Lover.~
~sylvermyst~{KS}~R~ says to
KnightStorm~WARDER~{sb}: ~she rises to her feet and turns, the curve of her
back covered in tiny goose bumps from the kiss of the breeze, the roundness of
her hips soft, silky, and near. her hands fall again to cup the roundness, her
head turning to the left as she rocks teasingly back and forth, the breeze
whispering.."take this girl..take this girl".. ~
~sylvermyst~{KS}~R~
says to KnightStorm~WARDER~{sb}: ~she pivots again to face Him and sinks to
her heels with her eyelashes lowered. her arms move to the fading music to reach
up to Him and then twist together with wrists crossing for bonding. her thighs
part as she lowers her head submissively...her dance of need at an
end.~
