written by cyn
stands proudly as the musician's tune begins to fill the Inn, insolent toss of wild copper tresses streams in a seductive caress around slender creamy shoulders, an almost magical seduction in the slow movements of turning hands that slowly begin to weave in intricate patterns before lithe form, fingertips and wrists dancing in rhythm to the strum of the czehar and kalika, succulent form otherwise still and rigid in an almost defiant manner before the command of her to dance, flicker of rebellion teasing in the depths of shimmering blue orbs, defiant tilt of chin almost in conflict with the steel locked about slender throat
flinches, startled gasp suddenly ripped from shocked lips as a loud {CRACK}
erupts above her unmoving form, eyes widened as she stumbles beneath the long
kiss of leather that lays across tender unmarred flesh, flashing defiance and shock crossing beautiful features as blazing gaze burns into the wielder of the whip,
eyelids narrowing as a powerful leap and twirl carries trembling form further from his reach, following the enticing luring call of the lutes, ivory skin of unmarred
back exposed shamelessly to his appraising eye, dancing as an exquisite marionette just out of his reach, insolent toss of auburn mane as defiance flickers in Thassian blue eyes once again
cries out as a loud {CRACK} resounds through the Inn, that reverberating sound penetrating haughty air that surrounds the barbarian that dances before them, a fearful dread creeping in, filling every fiber of her being, leaving no room for the insolent girl before, turning wildly to back away only to be hauled short of exiting
the sand pits by the icy stare from his eyes, startled breath snatched away as
instantly as the perplexing need that begins to grow to the building tempo of the music that continues to wail in the background, the beginnings of a frenzied crescendo building ... building
flinches as the desire to race to his feet washes over still trembling form, brandishing thoughts of the whip yielded in his hand touching and teasing tender yearning flesh that shimmers beneath the lights like snow-kissed valleys and curves, soft moan erupted to the delight to the crowd as wild wanton thoughts continue to brazen the fire within, slender arms against conflicting will stretching out towards him in a mindless plea, pain drenched wail carried away on the wind of wild turns as the {CRACK} ignites shuddering flesh beginning to pulse with a primal need to relish the pain, naked heels tapping to the rhythm of the driving drums
hypnotizes those that watch with deep erotic sway of bewitching curves, long slender fingers trail along sculpted thighs, back arching imperceptibly as leather tips caress aching flesh {CRACK} the whip reaches outward in a fast frenzied flurry as the drums roar, the flute no longer hollow but piercing with the pain inflicted upon writhing form in the sands, a vision of pure passion and painful need, the constant fire raging, the desire to captivate and satisfy driving searing flesh to stoke the hunger in him for the slut that dances for his pleasure
screams angrily over scurrying twisting feet as another {CRACK} resounds, creeping tendrils slicing through the thickly scented air, slashed down over flesh of softest satin laced with creeping crimson, pirouetting frantically, wisps of leather echoing fearfully, twirling, twisting vision of painful need as his dark fierce gaze pins her into place, stopping before them suddenly as the cymbals crash to a momentary pause, shuddering with each strained fight for painful breath
