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| Need Dance |
| ~ feels the masterful gaze upon her womanly form, smiling saucily at Him over her ivory shoulder, she places a delicate hand over the blue silk at her hip, slowly, she undulates the rounded hips, beckoning Him with a movement as old as time, green eyes dance with passion, small fingers flattening the soft material over her feminine curves
~ slowly parts full crimson lips, a small pink tongue skating across the surface, intimating pleasures to come, feeling His stare lock on her, she smiles heady in triumph, before rolling the full hips again, a small hand uncurling from her side to reach to Him, urging Him closer, sienna tresses tumble down the curve of her back as she moans softly inviting His touch ~ groans, the womanly curves arching toward Him, feeling His gaze leave her, she cries out as if struck, mossy eyes glow with pain deep in the stricken features, dropping to all fours, she crawls to Him slowly, sensuously, reaching out to touch His ankle, whimpering softly ~ pulls to her knees, auburn tresses concealing the pain written on her face, defeat shows in the down curve of her shoulders, slowly her head raises, tracks on flushed cheeks show her pain, but a determination flows through, straightening her back, and lifting her rib cage, small hands smooth the silks before strong muscles ripple under smooth flesh and she pulls to her feet ~ steps to the edge of the pit, searching intently in the darkness beyond for that gaze, feeling its heat touch her again, she snaps around, nipples tightening instantly as she responds to Him, taking a hesitant step, an uncertain smile on her face, coldness rushes over her and she falls to the tiles crying out ~ lays on the cold tile, despair showing in every line of the tightly curled body, barely raising off the tiles she crawls to the booted foot near her, rubbing a soft cheek upon it, looking up at the Master there, green eyes silently begging for a look of kindness, a look of pleasure, seeing none, she slithers back ~ sobs silently, curling her body as if to shield it from everyone's view, shamed that she has displeased One flushes delicate features, suddenly she turns onto her back, bending a gently rounded knee, her heat exposed, small hands press flat to the floor, hips thrusting up, gyrating, desperately seeking the audience's attention ~ feels the heat from the eyes of the audience upon her lush body writhing in the sand in abandonment, tossing her head to the left she spots Him, watching another, moaning deeply at the back of her throat as a heavy callused hand skims over her curves, she rolls away with a snap of her hips, shaking a finger playfully ~ rises to her knees, hips thrusting invitingly, feeling the chocolate brown gaze upon her once more, she ripples her body small hands cupping full breasts and offering them up to the audience, small thumbs flick at hardened nipples, jade eyes flooding with passion as she dances ~ gyrates in the sand, feeling the gaze she sought upon her body, she dances her need to Him, a small hand trailing over the concave stomach and dipping into her heat, then slowly sucks on the finger, licking it clean with a happy smile, hearing His step approach her, she groans, writhing as she falls back into the sand, opening her body to Him, inviting Him with small movements of the curvy body ~ falls still on the sand at a snap of His fingers, His boots rest on either side of her heaving chest, whimpering, a slim arm reaches up to Him, imploring Him, begging Him, unable to keep still, she begs Him to have her, green eyes shining with need and tears, crimson lips part please Master she sobs ~ recoils as if struck as He turns and leaves her, body heaving, she knows her fate is sealed with the words He has spoken...the garrison� hearing the feet come for her, she makes herself small before pulling up to her feet, arms thrown behind her back, wrists together as if in bracelets, she whispers softly ~la kajira~ |