ascending from where she is kneeling in a painfully wide spread nadu she rocks back pon her heels and attenuates out as she takes 3 steps back *^*^*^ the first one for respect of T/those in the Inn, the next one for the undying love a girl has for her Master, and the last one for unadulterated honor she scampers to the changing room unhooking her woolen kirtle and sliding it off her supple curves *~*~*~* as she slips into the crimson dancing silks that softly caress her succulent curves like a second skin a seductive grin crosses her tender facial features as she prepares herself for the dance.. stepping out of the changing room the sweet song of her slave bells can be perceived as she sashays to the dance pit and languidly slinks around the dance pit encircling it like a larl on the prowl *^*^*^* passionate emerald jewels look around encompassing the scene as her slave heart aches for the One who owns her mind, body, heart and soul. she shivers as she feels the burning desire to please rage through her praying to Odin that her dance is pleasurable to A/all. moving faster around the pit hips sway as she hears the exquisite melody of her heart washing over her soul and fanning the fire in her belly *^*^*^*^* moving to the pole in the middle of the sandy pit she runs her fingers over it effortlessly feeling its hardness against her delicate skin. kneeling pon the sand her thighs parting painfully wide and taut as she moves closer to the pole hands stroking the smooth pole with her hands as she presses her succulent firm globes to it as her heated petals tease the pole softly shivers slightly scooting closer to the pole pressing her tender form firmly against its smooth surface coating it with a think layer of a girl's treasured nectar deliberately she leans back pon her heels pressing her hips forward petals caressing the hard pole as her precious green eyes close golden lashes flutter close as the fire within her belly burns deep and strong *^*^*^* a soft whimper slips past her soft velvety lips as the need and desire for her Master's touch overwhelms her.she raises up and down caressing the pole with her desire slowly she rises back up and her hands massage the pole as she slowly starts to arise and her emerald jewels flutter open slowly moving about the pole embracing it as her leg curls around it and she reaches up for the chain gripping it as she sways seductively around the pole hips pressing against it as a soft moan can be heard from a girl's plush rosy lips moving faster against it as the need within her threatens to overwhelm the girls senses wildly she grinds herself against the pole grasping the chain with one hand as the other slides over her flat slave belly and up to her turgid nipples tugging pon them until they are as hard as diamonds painfully aching to be touched. writhing against the pole as the fire blazes within a girls belly quivering as the honey drips over the pole as a girl feels the pole push her over the edge to release whimpering as she slides down the pole and tumbles to her knees as she releases pon the sand she kneels pon the sand tossing her head back as the last of the orgasm rushes through her trying to catch her breath hands flutter to her chest rubbing her rock hard nipples tugging on them as she collapses pon the sand wiggling as she catches her breath and slinks away from the pole to the edge of the pit rising back to her knees she hears the final notes of the song in a girls heart finish and she falls forward **La Kajira**