| DANCES FOR HER MASTER |
| feeling the chains around her delicate neck and petite ankles, as the slave nahuel is brought into the room with azure eyes dark with a touch of flames in them, she struggles with the slavers, naked body shows the tautness and strength of a panther clawing at the slavers, as a breeze blows close by and a crack of the whip above her as it hits her back, stops and glares and hisses as she glances around the room her azure eyes blazing with the fire inside of her untamed soul. kneeling down, waiting as her body not wanting to give in but also wanting, needing to be controlled...gracefully crawls around, circling, feeling the music as it enters the deepest part of the soul, as the body softly rises, keeping her head low to the ground, slender arms placed at the softness of the sides of luxurious body, softly glancing around as her head is lowered...begins to dart towards the Master, but feeling the chains pull the body back with a jerk, cries out loudly in pain...making the same journey around the room to each Master/Mistress and being jerked back time and time again, breathing is erratic, heart pounds for with each crying out there is the sting of the whip against the flesh of this slave. with each crack of the whip, blue eyes become wilder as the dancing becomes more seductive, begins to prowl around the room as far as the chain will allow, beautiful head rolling, voice becomes more intense as the music begins to grow loud hips swaying fervently, struts back to the pole, with petite hands reaches out and touches the pole, walks around leans into it licking her full pouty lips as it seems to demand for the hot body to come to it.. leaning down onto the pole with legs spreading wide feels the coolness of the pole as the arms caresses it, leaning fully upon the pole, than slightly pushes away as one h and is released from the pole with the head cascading back, than pullls the body back against the pole, as it touches between the voluptious breasts with one leg curled around the pole... as each pushing away from the pole feeling the beat of the music playing, glances to each Master/Mistress in the room than letting her eyes look at her Master, looking in his eyes as she hurriedly loweres her eyes to gain dignity, feeling the need to serve, as the body begins to move more slowly, more precise, bringing now both glistening legs to curl around the pole, desireing the pole as one desires the touches of a Master/Mistress, as though it is one, twisting body as the back is now against it, raising the sculputred arms above the head, grabs the pole as her heart races, beating with the beats of the music being played, lowers one hand, caressing supple breast, as delicate hand moves father down, a tingle inside comes out as hand lowers to the thight, teasing the tanned legs, as legs spreads open hand moves to the inner thigh, as the heat of this slave is felt, throws this one in a wild frenzy, hips begin to gyrate, moves from the pole, as her body gyrates, moves from the pole, as body gyrates softly about, hips swaying hard as one dances...than as music stops, the body falls to the ground kneeling as resemblings a sleek cat, begins twisting about as she kneels upon the ground, head begins swaying and rolling as she begins to crawl to her Master, glancing quickly as she moves to a kneel at the edge of His furs waiting for her Masters command and hoping for mercy... |
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