written by cyn & nancy, a former on-line chain sister
beneath the roaring flames of the fire, a sudden visage is revealed before those
that watch, startled gazes drawn to the center of the tiles and the slave ring
that enraptures two wild branded beasts, the markings of ost painted upon
glistening flesh
nancy:
shivering with the responsive gasp from the crowd as sultry pairs of eyes lift above the clinging chains that bound them, one pair the color of the stormy Thassian sea, the other deliciously melting chocolate, stirred by the beat of the soulful tambors
cyn:
then with the trilling of the lutes, the wild beasts flare into action, a writhing mass of flesh and hair, pulling at the chains binding them, wild cries of outrage filling the air, the dancing light of the torches adding an eerie glow to their movements
nancy:
eyes flare with hunger and rebellion, silken skin undulating as muscles ripple restlessly beneath, the clinking of chains murmur, limbs drawing them taut, testing their bonds, tensed bodies ready to leap forward and devour any who dared to
come near them
cyn:
nails flashing as elongated claws, reaching out amidst growls of frustration as the chains hold them in place, just out of reach of those that have bound them, lost in the driving rhythm of the music, writhing and lifting up on knees in a wild frenzy
nancy:
tossing unruly manes back in a cascade of fire and midnight, paired beasts
painted in copper and golden bands melt to the ground, arms reaching outward, tormented buds sliding against a cold tiles' kiss, succulent bodies invite the
crowd's raping gaze
cyn:
slithering upon quivering banded bellies, flesh molded to flesh as they move as one, reaching out with cries of outrage towards those that would chain their hunger to unforgiving tiles, eyes darkening with passions threatening to erupt upon the Free
nancy:
hands grasp in unison the unyielding chain, jerking it tight against the ring as steel links twist, rolling as one voracious beast onto their backs, arching upward in a display of painted curves, firelight licking as a thousand tongues over naked skin
cyn:
passions turning onto their chained partner, hands roaming ceasingly as bodies writhe together as one, hungered cries of outrage and passion filling the air, blending into the wild beat of the music that swells around painted bodies
beginning to smear
nancy:
crimson stained mouths curve wickedly, as if the two were of one mind, one ravenous body, paint stained hands drift forward finding the lush curves of the other, one beast's flesh pressed intimately up against her sister's, moaning
huskily, impatiently
cyn:
tormented bodies grind and writhe, spill of fiery locks mingling with sable, succulent curves drifting against the floor in a primal display, air scented heavily with the heady perfume of weeping slits sending them into a frenzied savage need
