~ A dance for Master ~
written by cyn
with the swell of the music, dainty foot slids forward and with a gentle twist to
taut trembling form, twirls in the bathing lights of the torches, silken tresses of crimson wrapping gently around the kajira transformed to an object of perfection before his gaze, graceful form speaking volumes of what burns within, hands gliding downwards over the soft planes of face as head falls back slightly,
fingertips dancing down hammered steel, over the full swell of lush breasts encased in cobalt silk that clings delectably to each curve and valley, turning in the pivot
of bared heel, the whisper of single slave bell lost in the melody of the music enrapturing her soul
the beat of kajira heart, the pulse of slave blood, the burn of his gaze propelling her forth, empowered by the control he alone has over the girl upon the softness of the sands, his pleasure driving her endlessly to be what he would have her be, rounded hips undulating in small circles as hands turn in delicate patterns, just over the tremble of taut belly, across the plane of moving hips, down the kiss of creamy thighs, eyes closed as she is lost in the control he has over her, the whisper of her love radiating from flushed skin, the caress of auburn mane that shrouds trembling form in a blanket of softness as she turns upon the sand, tiny grains flying up to bite at awakened flesh
long lashes lifting as her gaze locks upon his form, parted berry lips beckoning him closer as slender arms reach reflexively towards him, the slight bend to tapered belly putting her closer to his strong form, fingertips stretching out in desperate need to touch and then with a twist to upper form, twirls away from him with a soft smile, brilliant sparkled illuminating the depths of ocean-blue eyes as she is lost in the joy that sweeps through dancing form, hands tangling in the wild cascade of copper tresses, lifting them heavenwards as she spins on one foot in the deep pit of glistening sand, only to release them in a tumbling waterfall of fire that caresses and licks over heated flesh like a thousand tongues, wrapping around writhing form like his phantom touch
the beat of the music changing the drive of her dance, hips undulating more wide, restless hands dipping and exploring as moist lips part in invitation for the fierce kiss of the one that would bring her to her knees forever more, movements more sultry, darkened by the desires that burn from the depths of sapphire eyes and the white-hot flame driving body to contort before him in a wanton display of needful flesh, velvety tongue darting out to moisten full lips, aching nipples puckering in blatant invitation, the pull of insistent hands on clinging silks as creamy thighs brush hungrily against one another, the moist hot flesh tingling between
embers of molten gold in dancing eyes of deepest Thassian blue, flames of white-hot desire whirring madly in hollowed curve of slave belly, inhaling deeply, capturing the delectable moment of irresistible electricity in the air between them, using it to add fuel to her dance, natural desire to display the raw need of slave passion illuminating flushed cheeks, raging need ignited as blazing sapphire gaze fixes upon the one whose steel kisses the slender column of her neck, wanton form framed in the incandescent glow of the torch lights as fingers feverishly dance over undulating form
