a soft gasp escaping parted lips as He lifts her by slender arms to throw trembling form into the middle of the sandpit, a pitiful wail escaping lush lips, landing on her side with one leg tucked up beneath, slowly raising to hands as she glares at Him with sharp navy blue eyes, hair wild about flushed face, body trembling with rage, widened blue gaze watches as He quickly closes the distance between them, feeling the coldness within, feeling the steel rigid form of His body as silks are ripped away to expose tender flesh coiled alone in a silken white cord around tiny waist, tightly holding a single silken veil within, backing away quickly upon the grains of sand that cling as the whip is lifted from His side
lithe body trembling as dark blue eyes slowly lift to meet His, a soft whimper escaping parted lips, fingers clenching deep into the shifting grains as heart thunders relentlessly within her own ears ... the music begins, a wild sensual beat, liquid pools of blue never leaving His hands and the whip coiled within, suddenly rolling in the sand to tuck long legs beneath trembling form before rising to knees, delicate hands still before her as crimson waves of fire fall forward to pool over sun-kissed shoulders and around full heaving breasts, dropping quickly to slave belly, the Inn's flickering lights dancing over glistening flesh, eyes now wide with fear, not fury as she trembles, writhing and turning before Him, whimpering and crying aloud as if struck by the whip
lifting delicate hands to cover flushed features in a feeble attempt to protect, curling into a ball as knees move to heaving breasts, kajira flesh covered with a fine sheen of sweat, whimpering, looking to Him with pleading eyes, knowing her only duty is to be found pleasing, crawling to press delicate forehead to His feet, tousled auburn curls covering His boots like the glistening morning dew, soft delicate hands wrapping around His ankles as quivering lush lips press to the worn leather there only to feel His foot pull away violently, suddenly sending the mere girl to sprawl upon her back before Him, lifting one knee as head falls to the side, blue eyes closing in time with the sob that rips from her throat
tiny hands roam unashamed over quivering belly as the fire deep within bursts into raging flames, back arching deeply as well-rounded hips press to the sand, slowly moving slender fingers up to cup aching breasts in offering to Him, tawny nipples hardening with the ache for His touch, head thrashing from side to side as a low moan escapes from within, hips undulating mindlessly in her need and then carefully lifting body up so that she is still well beneath His belt, quickly tucking long legs beneath rounded ass as auburn curls glisten in the simple movement, back curving into a graceful arch, yet swaying slightly still to the haunting melody, liquid pools of blue burn deeply into His as delicate hands run slowly up the insides of silken thighs
the music becomes a moan of surrender, and echo to the fire that burns brightly for His touch, the knowledge that she belongs to Him alone adding to the agitated endeavors to be found pleasing in His eyes, silver tears of frustration welling up within as His tightened features never indicated her goal ... His pleasure in the mere girl undulating before Him, trembling form becoming even more frenzied as she reaches out in desperation to move Him ... to beg for His touch ... the rape of His lips
reveling in her submission, knowing that in the beauty of her pounding heart she is but slave, crawling upon tender hands and knees, rolling sun-kissed shoulders and hips enticingly before Him, full lovely breasts aching for His attention above the dampened planes of quivering slave belly, glistening flesh sheathed in dancing firelight and with the hungered sway of trembling form, full pouty lips part as weight shifts at His feet, extending slender arms upwards to cross at tiny wrists, head lowering as crimson ringlets shadow silver tears in brillliant blue gaze ... "she submits"
{la kajira}
