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| The Dances of fyregarnet{R} continue... |
| SHADOWDANCER Written as arrakis`RD |
| ....and in the flames the shadows played in the shape of a man's desire... this desert rose each of her veils a secret promise... this desert rose no perfume ever tortured me more than this... -~ Sting ~ "A Desert Rose" |
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| fyregarnet{R} glides over to the sandpit, stepping upon the grains, she stands there, her chin raised in pride of the ko`lar around her tender neck. The lusious curves of her body sheathed in a fine sheer black scarf with slender fingers of one hand holding an edge. With a clear sweet voice, she recites... As the darkness descends and the world seems to sleep, there is a shadow that moves on the street. Like a soft flowing wind that swirls about, the shadow slinks to the house ~ fyregarnet{R}, in a flurry of motion, twirls, the filmy scarf unwinding until her provocative nakeness crouches low upon the sands, the scarf undulating behind, flowing like the wind in the night. Her dainty bare feet whisper through the sands as finely arched calves flex their muscles. She moves, in stealth, sneaking through the dark ~ fyregarnet{R}'s voice, clear but whisper soft continues... The shadow looks to and fro, not a soul does she spy. A smile glows to light up her eyes. She hears, from within, the rhythm of dance and as the drums pound, her feet move to prance ~ fyregarnet{R}, crouched upon the sands, leaps high. Her long legs swiftly arch through the air to land upon toes, the river of scarf streaming behind. Her shapely legs kick out while slender arms slide the transparent scarf over appealingly curved breasts. She twirls, lifting whirling arms high, the scarf eddies above her diminutive form, fragrant with erotic heat ~ fyregarnet{R}, in a low breathless voice that comes deep within her throat, growls out... From the window up high, in a darken room, eyes watch and assess her sweet form. He pulls on a cloak, gathers His chains and descends to the street like a storm. fyregarnet{R} arches backwards, tumbling over and over, the diaphanous scarf molded to delicious skin. She lands, thrusting on toes that spring her high to the pole. Nimble fingers clutch at the harden wood as her long leg captures it. Her curvacious calf trembles while pointing dainty toes. In a dizzy motion, her body sinuously spirals down, the snaking scarf winds around, caresses her enticing naked flesh ~ fyregarnet{R{'s voice, rasps out in dread, recites... The rattle of metal, the pounding of feet, in an ehn, He is there upon the street. Trembling hard, fighting to breathe, into the night, she flees. ~ fyregarnet{R}'s small palms push her hurriedly to feet as toned calves tense, flex in a leap across the sands. The midnight scarf flying in hasty abandonment behind. She twirls high in the air, the sheer silk swirls about, cloaking curves as she drops to knees, sways to the frenzy beat of the drums. Wild cinnamon mane whips about her head as bright blue eyes dim in alarm. Lithesome arms stretch out in distress, panic quivers in a thunderous heart ~ fyregarnet{R}'s voice, timorous with uncertain agitation, recounts... In seconds He has her, this shadow of night. His dominant look denies her flight. Wrapped in His chains, she quivers and cowers, taken by His strength and power. ~ fyregarnet{R} vaults up and out, her bare feet sprays the sand while in haste, rums back to the tempered wood. Winding herself about the pole, the diaphanous scarf twist, binds her against it. With a tremor racing down curve of her spine, her thighs meet, press close only to part as toes lift, causing her to strain against the bonds. A cry of frenzy dismay leaves terrified ruby lips, her gaze wild as she fights the bonds ~ fyregarnet{R}'s voice, sweeten with excitable intensity, recites... Commanding her, He sets her to the floor. With grace and rhythm, she dances some more. A step here and there, a peek through dark lashes, to His power the shadow dashes. ~ fyregarnet{R}'s sultry hips pendulate, tantalizing the eyes, charming the drums. The gauzy scarf flows, settles, quivering upon aroused flesh as arms curve down, crossing over breathless satin mounds. In a whirlwind of motion, her slender feet pound out the beat, flashing fast and furiously as provoctive hungry hips tease with each step danced. Her musical adornments upon sleek ankles, keeping time ~ fyregarnet{R}'s voice, yearning with need, flows to the audience... Upon her knees she falls, hair of flaming night, a body small. Her arms reach out, wrists to cross. She knows whose boss - she's caught! ~ fyregarent{R}, with a quick twist of wrist, the gossamer silk flicks out as she takes a small leap to toes, pirouetting. Faster and faster she dances, twirling in aroused seduction of glistening slave flesh. The sheer scarf whirls above her fiery head. Suddenly she drops to knees, the blacken silk immeshing her in its softness. Her willowly arms reach in supplication, tender wrists cross as an untamed cry of surrender is heard ~ fyregarnet{R}'s deep blue eyes twinkle in merriment, a dimpled smile forms upon ruby lips, as she purrs to all.. And as the sun rises to bring forth the morn, shadow dances on streets...no more ~ fyregarnet{R} smiles, sunny playful impishness alighting her eyes. With a quick twirl, sinks to knees with in the grainy sands and peeks to her audience and winks. ~ |
