| raine dances... |
**girl flies to tall post stemming from floor to ceiling, commanded to dance for him or face the displeasure she wishes never to feel again, small feet drowning into sand. Soul loses same struggle to stay afloat in the desire to please while hourglass curves sink to kneel, quietly aflutter even in stillness atop parted thighs before the pole... **girl lifts with a groan, head shaking slowly as she stretches up in lethargic misery, made to stand on legs that tremble. Belly quivering in anticipation, trepidation invading to fill her blood with warmth and spark nerves to fire along flesh, prickling with energy already. A gasp lifted as breasts touch oiled wood first, thigh muscles bunching beneath smooth alabaster flesh to feel it next... **girl hears the crack of a whip, flesh crawling with a shudder as arms lift to the manacles in separate dance of flesh and metal. Fingers entwine with steel in a bond built of His will even as she reacts to another crack of leather, this time feeling the quick surge of air as braided tail snaps just aside curved hip, emerald gaze flying downward with escaping gasp from honied lips... **girl pants in air as chin lifts, kajira struggling to stay obedient and still at the pole while the flow of emotion creates music in pulsing veins. Hips sway against oiled wood as head lolls back to blanket sleek skin, fiery tresses laced with shimmered reflection of firelight highlighting red and gold. Another flick of nearing whip bringing focus to a kajira as she jolts back ... **girl squeezes eyes closed against the need roiling through heated frame, head tossed side to side while hips roll with the pull of taut belly to the beat of His whip. Next crack drawing her back in a surge toward Him as head turns in the seeking of short feast, sea-green gaze skimming over Him, wetted eyes pleading as she leans out in miserable longing... **girl cries out as series of strikes drive her back, thrust against unyielding hardness to cling in helpless yearning for protection from tasting whip's sting. Yet .. entire being caught in inferno of desire to feel the trail of braided leather on her flesh, the evidence of His possession. His right to see her intensified for His efforts, lifted head sending whimpers to the rafters in echoed song... **girl lifts on toes, fingers drawing steel to mouth before tongue darts out to lick the chains of bondage. The steel not encasing her wrists, instead a girl wrapped to it in pleading submission to taste the strength if offers while final strikes of the whip snap about her, commanding response, gaining same jarred shudder from kajira's soul to hear the hunger of leather's hiss... **girl begs quietly, lowering back to feet in soft sands at pole's base while hips sway and pitch, head lifting with a snap in the fan of brilliant mane only to fling downward, covering breasts with silken sensation as she writhes out the music of wanton beast before Men, forgetting to notice lack of leather's crack, too late marking absence of whip's rhythm... **girl swings about on steel manacles her only anchor, pole unyielding against slender back as sea-green gaze drops to the side in tormented bliss, the Whip's caress blinding all else while limbs dance with need barely contained. Deep flush coloring alabaster flesh while she learns the extent of control He has, till hands break from the bonds as she falls to parted knees with single cry, "la kajira!" |
| Whip dance Written November 2005 - Performed in #the-Lara-Inn |
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