written by cyn
helpless hands reaching up to splay against an unseen wall, one she tries so desperately to keep erect, desperate to keep out those that try to step too close, fear driving her further back from its cracks, tiny slave bells whispering her helpless desire, spinning in one lone circle in the opposite direction, the flare of copper tresses kissing bared hips, feeling the sting of helplessness in collared throat, the steel cold upon heated skin, the chill of the empty room sending a shudder up curved spine, lifting tear-filled gaze upwards, the glimmering light of the three moons smiling to her beauty captured so far below, slender arms extending as fingers reach for their freedom, wanting to drift above this place that holds her captive
writhing beneath their glow in the middle of the room, lost in the freedom overhead, soul propelled forth from the walls that hold bond-maid flesh captive, long lashes fluttering closed over sapphire gaze that gets lost in the dance, suddenly propelled to that place where she longs to be, his countenance watching in the shadows, his face a mystery but his presence so familiar, feeling his silent control over the girl that dances alone in the dark, her movements more freely now that she can feel him watching, realization that he always has been washing over undulating form like the gentle lapping waves of the Thassa, bare feet moving on their own accord, the melody of her heart propelling her forth
hands starting to move in delicate motions, caressing the air as if allowed to touch him finally, nostrils flaring as if she can breathe in his scent, slave heart beginning to pound in anticipation of his arrival, hips beginning to move in open undulations for his pleasure, beckoning him from the shadows to partake in the dance of her submission, moaning softly at the thought of seeing his gaze and falling to his feet, the room suddenly opening up, the walls melting as she dances beneath the beckoning light of the moon, his face illuminated in their shadows, reaching out in a soundless plea towards them as she twirls upon the grass
lost in the watchful eyes that she can feel burning into bond-maid flesh, his silence deafening but his eyes overabounding with delight, the beating of her heart wildly reflected in the spinning steps of belled feet, fingers caressing wanton flesh, beckoning him to come claim what is already his, so great her love to mastered beneath his hand, falling to the grass on trembling knees as his domination overpowers her will to stand but the desperate need to kneel, silken thighs parting beneath the glowing light of the moons, exposing his property, her desire to please him above all others, head rolling gently back to expose her throat to him, hands caressing upwards on glistening flesh towards the power above
wrists crossing silently, a soft cry erupting from berry lips as eyelashes flutter down over darkened blue gaze, her pleas fading into the night as she submits to the moons illuminating down upon her ... "Please" ... waiting on baited breath for the feel of his touch, for the strength of his command, for the kiss of his steel ... crying out in anguish as eyes open to see the walls of the darkened longhouse surround lonely piteous form, silver tears slowly rolling down flushed features, helpless hands dropping silently to her lap and then she succumbs to the emptiness threatening her soul, anguished forehead pressing to the tiles as the moons' light shadows her trembling form
{la kajira}
Denial | Element | Kajuralia Day | Love & Devotion |
Of her Longing | Untitled | Wounded Heart |
