ria slowly ascends and stretches lithe form like a lovely larl cub ..... floats on a cloud over to the pit hips swaying seductively as the bells around her slave belly play a delightful melody......lifting hands to silks and undoing the knot over her left shoulder and draping translucent silks over well curved form..... slowly lowering emerald eyes below golden lashes as head is held high and a brief glimpse of determination and defiance cross her face as the realization that she is being pursued... sunkissed locks falling down soft curves...turning to see the Handsome pursuer - feeling the silks tighten as she is caught by the Mysterious Master and the music starts to play a dreadful tune as ria realizes her fate. emerald eyes fly open as realization crosses delicate features and eyes fill with horror as a large Menacing Man gazes her way and the silks tighten as ria feels a loss of control. tilting her head to the side tossing waves of the golden mane over a delicate shoulder looking away from the Man who has captured her... the music's tempo increases as ria's heart begins to race and she starts to tug at the silks attempting to loosen them writhing and falling... onto knees as the silks won't give any release..... falling forward and squirms against the sand of the pit feeling nipples harden as they rub against the roughness of the pit as she tries to wiggle away from His control continuing to squirm and slowly rises onto knees and hears the music getting louder as the struggle to escape increases and the silks get tighter and pull her back falling back pon heels as being tugged by inner desires and those of a Man she doesn't know who wishes to possess this one's mind, body, spirit and her very soul - arching back a little as luscious honey soaked locks brush against the sands - squirming some more as a look of confusion passes over emerald orbs and she rolls around and glances at the Man in control and eyes look Him up and down as she begins to move towards Him just a little to get a better view facial features begin to soften as she gazes into the Handsome Master's eyes and sees a fire burning deep in His very soul one that ignites a deep burning sensation in the belly one that hasn't been felt before and one that she's not sure how to handle - eyes entranced with Masters moving closer on hands and knees with chest out and just a hint of confusion mixed with a smaller bit of defiance on delicate features eyes locked with Master's as she crawls to His boots feeling the silks loosen and looking at Master's boots as she slowly falls forward feeling nipples caress the sands as she places soft tender kisses on His dirty boots and lays a cheek on them feeling her heart slow down and the confusion leave as the feeling in her slave belly gets stronger and feeling a certain need that only the Man in front of her can fill - lifting up the tender form and spreading thighs in a wide spread fashion and arching back feeling the silks rise and using them to caress firm breasts and wipe off the sand and arousing nipples to hard lil erasers - arching back and feeling the other end of the silks caressing inner most secret places purring as thighs spread wider and a hint of treasure is exposed to Master's eyes. rising off of her heels and purring deeply as the silks arouse more as she imagines it being the rough hands of the Master opening her up for the very first time and discovering all the secret treasures - spreading thighs wider and squirming from side to side as the desire to be caressed rises and threatens to overwhelm and wanting it to take and possess her as it is His desire the music becomes more arousing to hear as she continues to caress curves and treasures tentatively at first...smelling the heady scent of the precious treasure as it produces the lucious honey and coats the lips of the tender fadu... and than more heated - moving closer to Master and writhing at His side eyes alive with fire begging for His touch - submitting to His will as the heat in her slave belly overwhelms and consumes her gathering up the silks and lifting them up to Master offering Him the most precious gift - the gift of submission as she wishes for Master to possess her body, mind, spirit and very soul - laying the end of the silks on His lap and falling down and kissing His boots as she feels the golden locks cascade down slowly placing one cheek on the ground and taking Master's right foot and placing it upon her neck - placing arms behind her back and crossing the wrists - shivering with desire and a need that makes her a slave ....... a need that can only be taken care of by the one Who owns her - her Master. remains motionless as the music finishes playing feeling covered in sweat as the dance ends ~fini~ *soft smile crosses her heated face as the sweat drips down*