written by cyn
stopping within the center of the hall, lifting tortured gaze upwards towards an open window, the illuminating light of the three moons streaming down within to gently shroud the girl in it's comforting embrace, slender arms unfurling from her sides to lift upwards to them as they gently pull at tattered heart strings, whispering to her to let go ... to experience the pain that haunts her once more, to dance her fright and misery in an offering to the silence of the night
long unshed tears burn at ocean blue orbs, quick shake of the girl's head sending a tumble of auburn curls around slender shoulders as her head lowers in submission to the unspoken command of the moons, tiny spin slowly released upon the floor upon toes that lift upwards, dainty ankle of left foot kissed with the other as arm withdraws from her plea to the streaming light, the ache growing within kajira heart, demanding release as it snakes out to all appendages trembling to life, her audience the Gorean night and the echoing emptiness of the hall belonging to the Master that eludes her still, single tear slithered down flushed cheek as shimmering cobalt blue gaze lifts in a needful search for his gaze, arms moving outwards once more in an invitation for him to show himself from the shadows
soft whimper of desperation escaping moist berry lips as yet another tear slips down opposing cheek, so lost does she feel, so naked even in her bare state without the kiss of steel comforting the ache in her heart but knowing she would remain lost and unowned if it meant he might notice her for one moment, seeing what screams to be claimed, recognizing her for the needful lost girl that she has become over the years, so desperate to be claimed in the way that he alone can do, her own being screaming in misery to be commanded to his every whim, to be lost in his control and utter devotion, a mere she-beast to the one that would bring her in from the cold and speak to her soul as only he can do, the burning memory of disappointing attempts to submit to others than him
broken heart driving her forward, the echoing command of her to submit to his phantom steel reverberating in tortured mind as she spins in endless circles, fingers clenched as feet pound against the unforgiving floor in desperation, anger flaring through trembling dancing form that she has been played and puppeteered at the end of countless strings, each to be severed when she needed guidance most, rage bubbling forth through uncollared throat as she screams her pain-filled fury upwards at the mocking light of the glowing moons, past days as a panther girl flying back to taunt the cringing slave-girl within, hair lifted in angry swirls about her savagely writhing form
desperation apparent in the girl's movements, each one more fitful and out of control than the last, clawing upwards towards the night sky as if she could capture time and hold it still in order to stop the whirlwind of madness that threatens to consume, delectable stretch of unowned flesh, perspiration lined along the contours and swells of perfected flesh aching to be owned by the one that continues to elude and torment the piteous slave within, crying out between the gnashing of teeth, screaming out desperation and loneliness even as she swears off the idea of submitting ever again ~ "Master! Please!! La kajira ... your kajira!!"
insolent shake of crimson curls, trembling body suddenly rigidly still beneath the basking light of the moons, dark blue eyes flashing as she refuses to give in to the weakness that pulls at her soul, long lashes fluttering closed as the music suddenly stops in her soul, fingers curling slowly into clenched fists as she withdraws into herself, creeping vines and blood-tipped thorns snaking upwards around the battered remains of her heart, deep breath inhaled as eyes slowly open, the empty loneliness of the room meeting her gaze once more, the girl standing alone, hardness and independence the feet at which she lays her desire to submit until One strong enough would come to bring the girl to her knees once again
{la kajira}
Of her Longing | Untitled | Wounded Heart |
