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This was the winning dance for the On The Spot dance contest at Kaos Dreams.
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~ standing in the center of the room her body clad in a tight bodice of coins…silver and shimmering in the fire light…light translucent veils hang from her hips...a snake belt holding them in place…their colors vibrant against her pale skin…the soft movement of her hips send them shimming in the fire light…as eyes travel up along her succulent body graceful arms winding their way through the air…another snake upon her wrist…twining its way toward a third on her arm…red rubies glowing in the light….with a hissing sound the snakes appear to have come alive as the girls body twists into position…her left foot extended her back straight pushing her breasts against the smothering confines of her bra…long slender neck encased in black leather bright emeralds flanking the letter Z vie for attention with her soldering eyes…with a little jaunt of her hip she stands arms raised and awaits the music ~
~ suddenly the lights go out...the room black except for two spot lights…one on the girl in the center of the room and one off to the side lighting an old man turban wrapped tightly around his head…a tiny flute in his hands…a basket before him…as he begins to blow into the flute a haunting sound drifting from the instrument the girl begins to wind her way over to him…her hips swaying to the intoxicating music…as she reaches the basket she bends and carefully lifts the lid…a live snake pokes its head above the rim…the girl reaches in the caresses the snake before she turns her attention to the old man's music…allowing the rhythm to enter her body…hypnotize her as begins to slither as the creature in the basket does…her arms reaching extending ~
~ her body moving in the spot light…hips sway back and forth captivating all Who dare to watch them…the obsessive music filling her body as she reaches down and plucks the snake from it's home…twisting her body she allows it to slink up her arm…across her breasts…leaving a shivering trail of goosebumped flesh in it's path…as the snake winds it's way around her neck the girl moves away from the musician dancing around the room…her body moving seductively…seducing the animal….allowing the snake's eyes to peer into Those gathered…pulling Them into their world ~
~ working her way to the center of the room the girl feels the snake's coils tightening around her throat…constricting her breathing….the girls arms begin to move franticly…trying to pry the snake away…suddenly she recalls an old fable and the girl gets an idea…lifting a hand before the snake…turning it's head to meet her own glowing eyes she begins to caress the beasts…all the while working her way out of it's grip…first with her eyes…then slowly allowing it to slip over her breasts as she moves to the strains of the flute playing just for them…with daft fingers she slips the snake down till it is coiled around her hips…then she begins a dance of mesmerizing movements toward the basket from hence the snake came ~
~ as the basket comes into the girls sight she begins to slow her body…stopping before the old man she tilts her head…rivers of molten lava falling to cover her face as she lifts her left leg in high into the air…pausing she holds the position for a moment before reaching back to place her right hand to the ground to support her arched back...her leg straight in the air...her right knee bent slightly…the snake charmer begins to play his mysterious song and the snake uncoils from her hips… gliding it's way along her out stretched leg before dropping back into the basket…in a fluid movement the girl picks up the lid with her other hand to cap off the basket…her body crumbling into a crouch as the music plays on the girl prepares be his snake ~
~ her body possessed by the lilting flute she starts to lift her hands from the floor…as though they are tied together…her palms pressed tightly they begin to snake their way into the air…slim arms following…lifting her head her eyes glare out and a loud hiss comes from deep in her throat…her hair tangling around her arms as they begins to lift her into the air…pulling her as though someone where above her tugging on the rope at her wrists…her body mesmerizing, hypnotic… panic filling her eyes as she realizes she has lost the ability to resist this charmer…her body suspended as though she hangs from a hook…she sways…writhing in the air…with a noble shake of her head she turns defiant eyes to the snake charmer and demands release without words….the old man grins toothlessly and pulls the flute from his cracked lips…the girls body suddenly falls to the ground where she lands in a discarded heed…panting she looks up and whispers ~ Thee hath charmed the most viscous snake of all. Thee hath charmed a wonton woman.
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