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~ as she enters the room...silks shimmering in the fire light...her long hair falling freely to the small of her back…the tendrils forming perfect ringlets of red molten lava…. gazing around the room she runs her hands over the very short hem of her silks…tugging them down a little only to realize the tops of her creamy full breasts are exposed…. a deep rosy blush begins to cover her satiny skin…. her left hand flutters to her beautifully kolard neck…. a bright flashing light as though from a mirror in the sun passes over those gathered…A/all eyes drawn to a snake bracelet…twisting delicately around her wrist…the ruby snake eyes picking up any stray light in the room and reflecting it back to T/them…her radiant emerald eyes settling on the Master of her soul…moving with a natural grace born to all slaves…. she seemingly floats to Him ~
~ lifting her hand and tossing her long silky locks defiantly…. fastening her eyes on her new Master she raises her arms up…. hands forming graceful patterns till they are extended fully over her head…. silently she waits for the music to start….~
~ hips slowly swaying in time to the music…hands tracing out their patterns again…she slowly begins to move around the room…her body feeling amazingly naked as the thin silks shimmer over her luscious curves…dancing freely in the fire light ~
~ eyes flashing with a combination of passion and distress….her captivity all too pronounced by the snug kolar at her throat…spinning once around the room her eyes settle on her Master…moving toward Him her hips undulating…hands pulling one of the silks from her body and dropping it into His lap as she spins out of His reach ~
~ as the music picks up her movements become harsher…expressing her loss…her new sense of self as a slave slowly clutches her….twisting her body into positions never imagined by her former free woman self…tears streaming down her flushed cheeks she seeks once more the eyes of her Master…fastening on them she dances toward Him ~
~ slowly with the beat of the music…eyes betraying her…softening visibly as she falls to her knees before the Man she so loves…thighs spread wide her breasts heaving in her exertion… languidly she lowers her head…tears streaking from her frightened eyes….to the last beat of the drum she raises her arms, head lowered between them...wrists crossed…body in perfect submission ~
~ she whispers to her Master….the words piercing His being with such a powerful force ~
i am Yours my Master and yet i do not even know the meaning of the words…teach me the meaning…this is only the beginning…it shall be the worst and most hopeless captivity of all time and yet it is the only desire i have |
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