The following dances were written carefully by each of the dancers.
these are personal dances. not to be copied in any way. please respect the writters.
kwi'ahn approaches the center of the dimly lit room, walking regally..
almost proud.. she wears a transparent yellow slave veil over her face..representing the
veils of the FreeWoman she once wore.. her luxurious chestnut hair and delicious slave
body completely covered by a black hooded cape.. the flickering light from the fire
setting the mood as the flames lick higher and brighter.. she stands straight as she waits
for the music to begin...
the tune is soft and melodic.. eyes blue and soft as she gazes upon the
Warrior sitting on the dais.. walking in a long slow circle towards Him..her body moves
sensuously side to side under the cape.. approaching Him.. her hand reaching out
from beneath the cloak towards His face.. suddenly.. the music changes tempo.. her eyes
grow wild and her head jerks back to look over her shoulder.. she recoils away from Him..
frightened.. looking from side to side in desperation.. hands clutched to her heart as if
trying to protect it.. cowering beneath the cape.. she returns to the center of the room..
crouching on the floor.. her head down.. her face hidden...
the music crescendos with the beating of the drums.. as the last turbulent beat is
played.. she rises quickly to her feet.. flinging the cape from her shoulders.. her arms
high in the air.. one foot flexed with her leg bent pointing to the side.. her head held
high.. the veil from her face lying at her feet.. her muscular legs draped in a rainbow of
veils falling softly from a chain of coins hung low about her slender waist.. her full
round breasts cradled in sheer white.. hiding nothing yet revealing nothing.. her
luxurious chestnut mane tied back loosely in a red ribbon.. soft tendrils framing her
face...
the music begins once again.. the beat more rhythmic.. her hips begin to move side
to side invitingly.. blue eyes slowly darken to smoky green as she searches once again for
the Warrior.. arms lowering as her hands glide slowly to her breasts.. cupping each one..
nipples puckered to tight rosy peaks... feeling the rhythm of the music.. closing her eyes
and letting her head fall back.. exposing her creamy throat.. the veils shimmering in the
soft glow of the firelight.. opening with each thrust of her hips to show the treasures
that await Him.. her shoulders moving side to side.. seeming to pull against an unseen
force.. while her feet move forward.. slowly, seductively...
her face bare.. exposed.. velvety lips slightly parted.. pink tongue darting out to
lick them as her feet glide around the floor.. dashing first towards Him.. then retreating
once again.. tiny fingers take the corner of the blue veil at her hip.. lifting it
higher.. exposing ivory skin.. hips undulating to the beat as her heart pounds more
quickly in her chest.. the veil slips from the chain easily.. she twirls.. the sheer
rainbow rising high around her thighs.. teasing Him with her offerings.. as the blue veil
flutters softly to the floor.. her resistance weakens...
reaching for the purple veil at her other hip.. lifting it high above her
head.. looking to the skies her face reflecting the confusion in her heart.. is she Free..
is she slave.. giving in to the cries of her heart.. the veil is released and floats like
a feather to her feet.. she feels the intensity of His eyes upon her.. her skin flushing
with desire under His gaze.. she begins her journey towards Him.. dropping to her knees at
His feet.. her thighs close together as her body writhes forward and back.. eyes burning
with a need she did not posses before.. lifting the red veil from her thighs.. she offers
it to Him...
He takes the corner and gently tugs.. as it releases from the chain her
heart pounds furiously in her chest.. rising in one swift movement to her feet.. she turns
slightly around.. pausing to look back over her shoulder and offer Him the yellow veil
which softly caresses her firm ass cheek.. again He does not refuse her offerings and cups
His hand upon her bottom before removing the veil.. His touch sending shooting flames of
desire throughout her body..
whirling away from Him once more.. He allows her to go.. to find her true heart..
as each veil is removed she becomes more exposed.. her true self revealed.. she begins her
dance of joy as the dawning of her soul becomes evident to her... her face alights with a
rapturous smile.. green eyes dark and sparkling as she turns and twists around the room..
taking both the green and the orange veils from the chain.. she throws them in the air..
then runs back to her Master..
her hands reach back to find the ribbon in her hair.. she gently tugs
releasing a waterfall of chestnut around her shoulders.. laying the ribbon across His
boots as she drops to her knees before Him.. helpless, vulnerable, fully slave.. her body
glowing with a fine sheen of sweat in the firelight.. her breasts rising and falling as
she gasps for breath.. drinking in His scent.. the white veil that restrains her supple
breasts the only one remaining...
the tone of the music softens.. and in her final act of submission.. she
unties the white veil.. the symbol of her purity.. her whole self now laid bare before
Him.. she quivers as she twists the veil around both of her wrists.. holding the ends in
her hands.. reaching up and raising her arms high as the last strains of the music are
heard.. she drops her head between them.. offering herself to Him completely.. mind, body,
heart and soul.. softly whispering in the silence... ~*la kajira*~
From out of nowhere she appears…covered in the color of the night…a black
robe about her and a hood and veil guard her face, yet her eyes…a blue as clear as
the Thassa on a sunlit day, are bright with a fear unknown as they gaze upon the crowded
room…as she stands alone in the middle of the tavern she turns slowly, seeking
comfort. Finding none she closes her eyes for a moment as if to seek an end to this
dream…this nightmare. .
Suddenly her hand flies to her heart…thinking for a moment that she is hearing
the beating of her heart but her eyes open as she realizes that it is a strange music that
echoes the rhythm of her frightened heart and the unknown need to flee from a danger
unseen. With wild movements she weaves through the tavern as if lost…yet she looks
over her shoulder…her face frozen in fear as she knows she is being hunted.
She feels Him close by and yet she continues to move…to seek an
escape…her movements are wild as she knows not where to run…to the shadows she
moves…trying to hide…always trying to outrun the hunter…twisting and
turning she moves about the room…weaving through the tables…her breathing heavy
yet she cannot stop to rest …suddenly He is there before her…a
rarius…dressed in the scarlet tunic of His caste…her hands rise before her as if
to stop Him from coming closer…turning, she stumbles as she runs…with every step
she takes He is there waiting for her…every turn and twist of her body finds Him
there…standing silently…waiting for her
as she tries to turn once more she is halted by His hand on her shoulder…His
touch burning through the safety of the robe about her shoulders…anger in her blue
eyes as she tries to shrug His hand off her…and again she tries to escape …but
His grip tightens and twisting once more she realizes her efforts are
useless…whipping her head around quickly the anger is directed first to His hand then
up to His face…her anger turns quickly to terror and she feels the despair washing
over her…her blue eyes look up to Him…pleading…nay begging for
release…His stance is proud and He is unmoved by her display
In her panic she turns again…her hands grabbing His wrist…trying to pull
it away…her eyes reflect the pain and agony of her situation…and suddenly she
feels a coolness on her face as he plucks away the hood and veil of her
anonymity…moaning with the horror of being so exposed her eyes close and tears trek
down her pale cheeks…she is oblivious to the admiring stares of the taverns
Patrons…yet again her body seeks to escape His grip…the pressure is firm on her
shoulder as He presses her down…forcing her into submission…forcing her to feel
that which burns within…in disbelief she looks up to Him and with a wretch in the pit
of her stomach she feels that fire begin to burn…her hair cascades wildly about her
shoulders as she lowers her head in simple submission
but wait…what trick is this as He turns away from her…should she turn and
run…shaking her head to clear her thoughts the moment is lost to her…with horror
she hears the sound of chains…tears run down her cheeks…a finger beneath her
chin lifts her slowly to her feet…her eyes are lowered…suddenly she feels a tug
on her ko-lar…hears the soft click of the chain around it…instinctively she puts
her hands up…tugging on the chains as if to pull it free of her…her eyes widen
in horror as she realizes the chain is secure and she falls back to her knees…
the music begins again and with the sound she jumps to her feet…slowly at
first she moves away from Him…one step then two…testing the chain…needing
to escape…wanting only to get away from His overwhelming presence…suddenly
without warning she pulls hard on the chain…hoping to wrest it from Him…her body
twists and turns furiously as she tries to escape her
bondage…slowly…silently…He pulls her back in several feet…
hatred overwhelms her very soul and she pulls back…her stance holding for a
moment as she whips off the black robes…standing proud…like a she-larl…her
breasts heave as her voluptuous body is revealed in the luscious scarlet silks that swirl
about her…the anger in her reveals her stunning beauty…and again she turns to
move away from Him…frenzy moving her to action…hatred giving her a surge of
strength…the music heightens and becomes furious with her…growling at Him she
bares her teeth and pulls back…with a painful jerk she is pulled forward and falls to
her knees at His knees
again she rises and this time she begins to circle Him…hunting Him as He would
hunt her…not realizing until it is too late that he has pulled her closer…until
He jerks the chain to bring her to her knees once again…her full breasts heave and
she leans back to look up to him…pleading…begging for His mercy…He looks
through her…her despair makes her loose control…her eyes are fiery and she turns
to rise once again…yet His hand stays her…and suddenly he pushes her
backwards…letting her fall on her ass…her legs spread wide and her sex is
revealed to Him…indeed…on her back she is at His mercy
seeking His attention…looking up to Him…her blue eyes wide with
fear…full rosy lips part as her pink tongue darts out to lick her lips in
nervousness…her nutmeg curls cascade wildly about her as she tries to rise on her
elbows…her lips curl seductively in invitation yet He is indifferent…pulling
herself up to kneel before Him she lets her hands roam over her body…caressing the
ko-lar that adorns her long slender neck…over her breasts…lifting
them…pinching her nipples…letting them slide down her belly…over her
hips…disappearing beneath her silks…her eyes close and a moan of pleasure
escapes her lips as she feels the burning fire within her…a single tear runs down her
cheek
suddenly she feels a gentle tug on the chain to her ko-lar and she looks up to
Him…He holds the chain above her and starts to pull on it…bringing her to her
feet…once more she tries to turn and leave but the chain is pulled tight…looking
up she is frightened at His closeness…panic threatens once more…but exhausted
she realizes her efforts against Him are useless and she falls to her knees before
Him…her chin is lifted high as He holds the chain to her ko-lar and she struggles to
lower her head…her arms rise to Him…her wrists crossed before her…gently
she feels Him grasp her ko-lar…His fingers burning her with promise as they brush her
slender neck
slowly He pulls her to stand before Him drawing her closer still…her hands
rise to His chest…pushing to keep a safe distance…fighting this overwhelming
heat between T/them…He surprises her with a kiss that will demand everything from
her…the kiss of a Master…deep as He engulfs her with His passion…brutal in
His demand for her attention…and as she fights Him He becomes feral in His
demands…sucking on her lips…drawing blood from their fullness as she tries to
pull away from Him one last time…but suddenly…frightened by an incredible need
for Him …her defeat is complete and she returns His kiss with a passion and fire to
match His own…her arms open to embrace Him and her struggles turn to getting closer
to this rarius…subdued with another kiss she sighs with a desire that burns strong
within her belly…for she knows that within His arms she has found her home
~the kajira, having been asked to dance, moves to the servery to quickly prepare
herself, she retrieves a white scarf and quickly ties is around her neck and moves to the
tavern doorway, she lies flat on her slave belly, wearing her crimson silks, and the white
scarf around her neck. the girl lies quietly waiting for the music to start, her breathing
fast as this is her first dance.~
~hearing the music start in a slow rhythm, the girl begins to pull herself across the
floor on her belly, moving seductively against the ground, showing great respect for her
Master. she moves her hips back and forth to help her slither across the room,
demonstrating her total submission to her Master as well as representing how she begged
for His protection, arriving before Him, she slowly begins to rise~
~gracefully she places her hands flat on the floor and begins to slide her legs under
her, she curls her toes against the ground and sits her firm buttocks on her heals, her
thighs spreading widely, her shaven sex beginning to glisten with her slave desire, palms
resting face up on her thighs, her stomach muscles taunt, her chest pushed out, her
breasts firm, her nipples hardening as the rhythm swells within her, her head held high,
azure eyes downcast with great respect. the white scarf around her neck, representing
herself before she was ko-larrred. the scarf is a strong contrast to her shimmering bronze
body.~
~her hips begin to sway her upper body back and forth as the music begins to fill her
very soul, her rhythm soft and gentle, her hands start floating around her body in
circles, moving purposely to the scarf around her neck, gently untying it and removing it
to reveal the beautiful gold ko-lar with diamonds showing {SD} on the stunning black onyx.
dropping the scarf the girl's fingers caress the ko-lar that she is proud to wear, her
hips beginning to move faster as the music builds~
~her heart pounding in her ears, she moves to a standing position before her Master
and allows her hands to explore her silks, removing them slowly and allowing them to fall
to her feet on the floor, a girl stands naked before Him, still moving her hips to the
music, her left hand drops seductively to her thigh and begins to caress the brand of {SD}
there. the girl lingers there a bit and then begins to move her hands over her whole body
caressing as she twirls slowly around for Him to see. her hands move over her breasts as
she cups them both and offers them to Him, her hips move as if begging to serve Him~
~her emotions spinning, a girl turns and her long bronze legs carry her toward the
whipping post, flowing as gently as the wind, her long bronze hair flowing around her,
swaying as she moves, the tips gently brushing her hips as she dances, her breath becoming
shallow, and faster, her desire to please burning within her~
~the pole now representing to her the night she was whipped, the night of her
ko-larring, ultimately representing her Master, she feels her desire to serve Him
building. continuing to sway her hips back and forth as she reaches out to the pole with
her hands she gently caresses the post, moving her hands up and down, feeling the hardness
under her fingertips, she then slides the front of her body against the pole, and gently
lifting her right leg, she wraps it tightly around the post, pressing it hard against her
sex, her passions beginning to take over, her nectar flowing, the music flooding her soul~
~she moves her hips forward and back, feeling the pole against her sex, making her
throb, her passions taking over body, mind and soul, she cannot stop now, her heart
beating faster, she begins to allow moans to slip from her ruby lips as they also press
against the post ever so lightly, the motions of her hips becoming maddening, she begins
to twirl herself around the pole, her hips thrusting her sex into the post, her sweet
moisture making this motion easy to accomplish as it glistens on her inner thighs~
~allowing her head to drop back, her long bronze mane flowing down like a waterfall,
the girl feels the moans getting louder, her hips continue thrusting, her arms wrap around
the pole tightly, her nipples rubbing against the hard wood, she feels her passion about
to explode her heat sliding against the pole, she cries out, biting her bottom lip, breath
ragged, her passions exploding for Him to see~
~now screaming out as she can no longer contain the emotions flowing out from deep
within, she rocks hard against the post as her orgasm grips her body and her soul. her
body convulsing and rocking hard, the electricity races through her. finally exhausted,
her breathing deep and gasping, her tension relieved, she falls to the ground near the
post, her body glistening, her sweet moisture visible between her thighs for Him to see,
her body trembling she catches her breath~
~a smile of ecstasy crosses her face and she rolls herself over onto her hands and knees
and crawls back to her Master. she assumes a perfect nadu position in front of Him, thighs
wide, wet with her nectar for His viewing pleasure, showing Him complete and total
submission. this girl calls her dance: bronze~kandle's Kolar Dance to tell the story of
the night Master Berek put His ko-lar and the crimson silks on this girl. she lets out a
sigh as she has completed her dance~
~having been asked to dance and granted permission to touch the whip,
the girl prepares to dance.~
~the girl crawls slowly and sensuously toward the tool wall, her eyes full of desire, her
crimson silks barely touching the floor as she crawls. her firm ass exposed to All~
~arriving at the tool wall a girl lifts up, kneeling now on her knees. she gently removes
the 5 bladed whip from the wall, using her soft ruby lips and perfect white teeth. the
girl turns and crawls back to the center of the room, the whip carried in her mouth~
~the girl kneels nadu, her firm ass sitting on her heals, toes curled under her, thighs
spread painfully wide to expose her glistening sex, stomach taunt, breasts lifted and
pushed out as an offering to All, head held high, the whip held in her mouth, the 5 tails
falling between her thighs, azure eyes downcast~
~the music begins and instantly fills the girl's soul, her desire to please is strong, her
hips begin to sway slowly back and forth, her hands making silent circles around her body,
whispering over her skin and crimson silks~
~as her movements increase, her hips now thrusting toward the 5 tails hanging between
them, her hands now caressing her body, sliding easily over her slave belly to her breasts
where she cups them and offers them for pleasures, she begins to twist her head from side
to side causing the tails to caress her skin. she moans lightly, wanting to bite down on
the handle of the whip, but not doing so, her desires building, her nectars starting to
flow~
~the girl quickly stands, her hips swaying, her fingers move to the knot that ties her
silks and she slowly unties it, letting her silks fall, making a crimson puddle on the
floor. with a quick flick of her delicate bare foot she sends her silks fluttering in the
air across the room. again her hands slide easily up her frame cupping her breasts then
back down her sides to her thighs. she begins to twirl in a slow circle. the whip tails
taking on a life of their own, encircling around her as she moves~
~her twirl becoming faster, her desires burning, the whip tails encompassing her with
their embrace. the ends stinging her every so often making her jump. her heart knowing
fully the whip's purpose. she slows her turns, removing the whip from her mouth she begins
to snake the tails over her glistening body, feeling the leather caress her, now breathing
faster and harder~
~the girl drops to the floor, kneeling, her thighs spread painfully wide, her slave heat
and inner thighs wet with her desires, her sensitive heat throbbing with each thrust of
her hips. the girl continuing to move the whip tails over her whole body, snaking them
around her full firm breasts, her nipples rock hard~
~the music peaks as does the girl, now taking the whip handle and placing it on her inner
thigh sliding it farther and farther up until it touches her heat, making her cry out, her
body shudders lightly. she moves the handle against her sex coating the full length of it
with her nectars, then continues to pull the whip completely across her heat, moaning as
the tails caress her sensitive bud, pulling the whip up her slave belly, leaving a
glistening trail of desire~
~her upper body and hips rocking faster she again slides the length of the whip over her
heat repeating this over and over again. just before the girl's orgasm overcomes her, she
stops. the desire burning wild in her eyes, she throws her head back and closes her eyes.
she swings the whip across her body, the tails wrapping around her torso like black ropes
making a small CRACK. the girl jumps at the sting- this motion releasing her- the girl's
orgasm rips through her, her body visibly shuddering...she screams her understanding of
the whip.....~
"For complete submission and obedience to my Master"
~her body weak and trembling, her breath now starting to slow, the girl crawls slowly
on her hands and knees, having placed the whip back into her mouth, she moves toward the
tool wall, her sex glistening, her thighs shimmering with her release, she gently replaces
the whip on the wall.....her dance now done~
~nika rises and walks slowly to the middle of the Cylinder she turns to face her
Mistress as she stops ten feet from Mistress Gem’s furs holding her head high, she
raises her arms above her, wrist turned outward her hair flows down her back like a golden
waterfall she begins to move her hips in a small circle~
~letting her desire flow though her she twirls about, moving her bare feet in small
steps her silks fly up and expose her treasures as she spins around her fingers runs
slides up her tiny body, exploring the warm flesh her hips sways, small hands runs over
her breasts, causing her nipples to hardens feeling her desire burns hot within her, she
lifts her head and looks at her Mistress she moans as she see Mistress Gem does not even
notice her~
~nika begins to succumb to her slave nature remembering the coolness of the lonely
kennels being so close to her Mistress, the One she lives for, causing her juices to flow
freely fearing she don’t please her Mistress, she frowns and stops her twirling
peeking at her Mistress, she unties the small knot at her left shoulder allowing her silks
to slide down the slope of her breasts, and catch on her erect nipples for an ihn the
silks slides down her tiny frame to puddle up at her ankles she kick the silks to her
Mistress’s furs and slowly begins to rock her hips again longing for Her touch~
~peeking again and again at the One Who she desperately longs for nika moves closer
to Her furs her hands slides up her tiny frame and cups her breasts leaning forward, she
offers them to her Mistress deep blue eyes pleading for Her touch her nectar flows down
her inner thighs as she moves a step closer to her Mistress she slides her hands down over
her slave belly to place them on her rolling hips~
~she lowers herself to the cold floor, her legs unable to keep her up trembling in
her need of Her, she spreads her knees wide apart her golden locks cascading down to the
small of her back her hands slowly slides up her inner thighs to her burning slave heat
wet with her nectar, she runs her fingers up over her belly to her breasts pinching her
erect nipples, she moans in need for Her she removes one hand and reach for Her her eyes
filled with tears of a slave girls need~
~lifting her ass from the ground, she crawls to Her, turning she lays flat on her
stomack, she spreads her legs wide apart her glistering slave heat revealed to Her,
displaying her naked slave lust, erect nipples scraping the floor beneath her, she rolls
over and lifts her hips in sula-ki to her Mistress, her heart in pain as she has not yet
pleased her Mistress, her eyes locked on her Mistress, begging to gain release~
~trembling in lust, she raises her head, moist lips apart her hands running down
her belly to her slave heat, fingers brushing over her swollen bud she lifts her hips up
to meet her hands crying for her Mistress to give her release her sweet slave nectar flow
freely down her inner thighs, shivering she cries out~
please Mistress, use Your girl…. Please give her release
~gasping for air, she rolls up onto her knees, she places her rask on crossed heels
and arches her back into a graceful curve, she holds her blushed face high and her eyes
lowered in respect, she spreads her knees wide apart and brings her trembling hands to
rest on her thighs , palms facing the three moons of Gor~
Happy name day Mistress, may all Your dreams and wishes come true and may Your girls
dance have been as pleasing to You as it was for her to dance it for You…
~standing in the middles of the room, smiling nika looks around her laughter light
and joyous,
then suddenly she stiffends, fear and wariness creeping over her face, slowly she
turns,searching for the reason for her sudden fears, her eyes wide in fear as she see
Mistress Gem, as she has never seen Her before, her body begins to tremble as she turns
and runs a few step, looking back over her shoulder she see the smiles on Her face and
stops, she looks at the Mistress and shouts~
I AM FREE
~she runs a few more steps, leaping and twisting her body, fiery golden locks
flying about her tiny body as she turns, the royal blue silks garced with a golden hems
clings to her body, revealing the curves of a small girl, she holds her hands up in front
of her like to protect herself, her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she looks into the
Mistress’s eyes, trying to escape she turns again, seeing there is no escape~
~a scream escapes her lips as she feel the loop of the binding fibre falls over her
body, struggling, her hands grabs the binding fibre around her waist, twisting her body
she pulls at the rope, being jerk to the Mistress, deep blue eyes wide in fear, falling
she struggles to get to her feet, but jerk back down, she falls to her knees, looking up
at Her, her wisper barely heard though her sobbing~
please let a poor girl go
~her eyes pleading for mercy, tears running down her cheeks as she see the
Mistress’s smiling face, fighting to restrain Her will, she streches her arms out
holding her trembling hands up, pleading for Her to let her run, knowing She won't show
her mercy, knowing she is a slave, her body bows in agony knowing there is no hope, her
tears stains the floor~
~then suddenly within a heartbeat she realizises her slaveness and her desire to
belong to the Mistress, she wipes the tears away from her eyes, the fire burning hot and
bright in her belly, she kisses Her sandals, rising her head, she smiles happily, feeling
the sweet sensation of her slaveness running through her veins, her eyes wide in panic as
the Mistress ignores her, she stretches her arms out, reaching for Her, her eyes pleading,
begging Her to make her Her slave, she trows herself to her belly in front of the
Mistress~
~looking up as the Mistress turn Her back on her, she jumps to her feet, runs to
stand in front of Her, her heart pounds wildly in her chest, she pivots on the ball of her
foot, royal blue silks rising, show a glimpse of her treasures, breasts rising and falling
pressed against the thin fabric, her lips apart and her eyes wide in panic, knowing she is
a slave and She is Mistress, her desire to serve Her causes her body to tremble in fear of
She will leave her~
~standing in front of the Mistress with her head high and her eyes lowered, falling
to her knee she slides her creamy thighs wide apart, she arches her back causing her
nipples to show though the thin fabric, as she leans back on her heels she lower her head
and stretches her arms up toward Her with her wrist crossed~
Mistress Gem, this girl submit herself to You and Your will, may she have pleased You
with this dance as it comes from her heart and soul, as her love for You
ash{FG~AG} 09/13/99
16:01:02
~From out of the shadows she steps into the sand, her face angry and insolent... clad
as an Urthen girl in tight flare blue jeans and a small white T-shirt, her dark auburn
hair up in a tight bun… body moving stiff and mechanical, as a woman of Urth moves
through out her lonely unfulfilled life... stopping in the center of the ring and looking
defiantly out towards Aall present as she plants her feet in the sand... ~
ash{FG~AG} 09/13/99 16:01:43
~her hands held before her as if in slave bracelets... her dark amber eyes flashing in
defiance as she assesses the room... suddenly to her horror a hooded figure moves toward
her... she backs away from "Him", her eyes wide... her look of defiance gone
from her porcelain visage... "He" grabs her wrist and pulls her to
"Him"... releasing the bracelets and forcing her back onto her knees to look up
in horrified wonder at the One dressed in black...
ash{FG~AG} 09/13/99 16:02:33
~wrapping "His" hands in the folds of her shirt "He" holds her so that
"He" may look upon her face...then, with a strength unknown on Urth,
"He" rips her shirt from her... tossing it in the fire as she howls in agony...
every thing she is and has known being taken from her one piece at a time... ~
ash{FG~AG} 09/13/99 16:03:17
~then “He” shoves her backwards into the sand as she screams out …
"He" produces a knife from under "His" cloak and thrusts it under her
right pant leg... shredding it open, exposing her pale, unmarked, thigh...then with swift
and accurate motions "He" removes the rest of her clothing and throws it in the
fire leaving her bare and vulnerable in the sight of Aall watching... but even more to
"He" who is conquering her ever so slowly... ~
ash{FG~AG} 09/13/99 16:04:08
~laying sprawled in the sand her hair fanned out behind her after it had come loose from
it's confines... her left leg drawn up under her as she supports herself on her arms, as
if to try and run... “He” reaches down and grabs her left ankle. Pulling it out
from under her and locking it in bells... then taking a fist full of hair, “He”
drags her till her head falls over "His" knee, locking "His" ko~lar
upon her...her moan soft and piteous as the click becomes deafening in her ears~
ash{FG~AG} 09/13/99 16:05:40
~then once again throwing her back onto the sand "He" rises and stands a step
back… ~
"What is your name girl?"
"Briana"
~"His" hand flying swiftly and true across her mouth~
"You have no name girl, unless it pleases the Master!"
"yes Master"
~her eyes filling with tears as she has nothing... nothing at all... not even the comfort
and identity of a name... ~
"I will call you ...ash"
"Thank You Master"
ash{FG~AG} 09/13/99 16:06:23
~then like thunder "He" claps His hands and backs away, out of the dancing
ring... she is to dance or die... rising swiftly she stands a lil unsure... and closes her
eyes... her dark auburn waves cascading to her waist... her body slowly moving to place
her hands, finely arched and crossed, above her head as she flexes her right leg before
her... her foot delicately pointed to the sand... then throwing back her head she calls
upon everything that is woman so that she may survive this night~
ash{FG~AG} 09/13/99 16:06:51
~her heart racing in fear, yet deep inside her she feels a strange thrilling sensation
begin to burn... her body aching as she calls upon her instincts to teach her to
survive... the music begins, slow and haunting, a dance of submission and need, soft and
delicate as an unopened talander... her hips begin to sway....her breasts rising and
falling with her even breaths... the knowledge of Oothers watching causing her nipples to
harden.... her body trapped on a pole of her imagination... her body swaying to the
music... her right leg lifting and arching upwards like a ballerina till she brings it to
wrap around the so called pole~
ash{FG~AG} 09/13/99 16:07:51
~then suddenly she is free of the pole… bending over and tracing her flesh from her
ankle up her tight belly and over her breasts... some thing deep inside her rages
within... her body leads her to the edge of the dancing circle... her body moving slow and
sweet as the talander of her womanhood begins to bloom... her hands moving free and
gracefully, making delicate and complex patterns in the air as her hips move and her face
begins to flush....here lips parting as she lets her lil hot pink tongue flicker out and
dampen them...her eyes barely open as she dances the outer rim of the circle... not
permitted to leave until she blossoms as a slave...~
ash{FG~AG} 09/13/99 16:08:20
~the music moving a bit more wantonly as she arches and moves her thighs in a beckoning
manner... her fingers tracing her face softly... exploring her breasts...the soft supple
feel of them exciting her as her pulse races just below her skin... her eyes gazing to the
heavens... her hands pressing flat and down her belly to a heat she cannot fathom... one
that threatens to burn her alive~
ash{FG~AG} 09/13/99 16:08:44
~leaping from her circle ash lands like a larl...her eyes open to the room...their once
dark, dead, amber orbs now burning with a new light... an awakened one...full of desire
and need... her body awake and alive... slinking about the room... seeing the same fire in
her sister's eyes... each of them knowing this felling that burns within... then slowly
arching to dance for Them... They who own us... They who make us the free... free in the
bondage of our nature... to look upon Them is to know a true man...~
ash{FG~AG} 09/13/99 16:09:14
~moving from One to Another ash moves... her body calling… aching for the touch of a
man... her body writhing... twisting... turning... aching... yearning... lusting and
purring... her lips parted and full... covered in slave rouge... her eyes brazen as she
gazes out at Aall... her hands caressing her body... her breasts and her tummy... her hair
framing her body in a bloody, flaming aura... ~
ash{FG~AG} 09/13/99 16:10:17
~falling to her knees once again in the sand and arching up and back until her shoulders
and head are pressed back into the sand... her breasts thrust up to the moons above... her
hands digging into the soft ivory flesh of her thighs and dragging up past her belly to
grip and caress her breasts... her skin marked with red trails as one hand explores her
breasts and the other follows the trail of welts back to her now wet, blooming, blossom of
bondage... her fingers tentatively touching and caressing till a broken moan excapes her
full lips... her breath erratic as she lifts a nectar covered finger to her lips and licks
it... sucks it clean... ~
ash{FG~AG} 09/13/99 16:10:44
~then with fiery eyes she lifts her body till she kneels upright before Aall... her hand
stops caressing her breast to support her and she goes down on three… still sucking
at her finger.... then leaning forward with a lusty, wicked look, she offers her nectar
covered fingers for a taste to Any that wish it... ~
ash{FG~AG} 09/13/99 16:11:51
~waits the for the Masters to grant her leave of the sand~
mira{DS~TJ}FG 09/13/99 16:26:13
*her feet shift nervously as she speaks quietly*.. mira's dance is ... the veil dance
of the seyyal... *she bows her head and waits permission to begin*
mira{DS~TJ}FG 09/13/99 16:29:02
*she stands at the edge of the sand pit with her back towards the post in it's center,
feet together, her body adorned with seven swaths of silk, each a different color, one
hides the ko-lar around her neck, another is loosely tied about her narrow waist, one,
yellow, covers her breasts while an aqua-marine silk rides low on her hips... others adorn
wrists and thigh... a long orange one covers her eyes as she bows her head....*
mira{DS~TJ}FG 09/13/99 16:29:34
*her arms hang at her sides, in the silence her hips begin a barely preceptable rolling
motion as she release her body to the rhythms of the music in her head... she steps to her
right, the rolling motin becoming more obvious as she side steps along the edge of the
pit, her toes just missing the stone edge as her arms rise from her side, turning her
right foot out she rises on her toes and pirouettes, returning to the side step.. blind to
the world of Gor that awaits in the center... content with the restrictions she has placed
on her life... not looking at or even knowing what she truly desire...*
mira{DS~TJ}FG 09/13/99 16:30:40
*her foot turns out as she pirouettes again, her hands reach for the veil blinding her
eyes and pull it away, releasing it to float to the sand... her eyes focus on the pole,
Gor and, as she turns again her head snaps around to keep her eyes to the center, her arm
rising as she side steps around the edge, now facing in... reaching for something she
finds tantalizing.. exciting.. her other hand moves to her heart, feeling the beginnings
of a strange pull...*
mira{DS~TJ}FG 09/13/99 16:31:26
*she steps from the edge in a deep bending twirl, her arms coming together over her head,
wrists together as the silk wrappings flutter about, the bindings holding her to old ways,
false ways, she turns her back on the pole, fearing what it is drawing out of her, feeling
the pull of the old ways, her arms straight out in front of her as if being tugged... her
fingers working at the knot on her wrist she releases a second silk, that arm rising high
over her head and reaching for Gor, turning her back to face the pole as she continues
side stepping around the center, closer to that which calls her, her hips rolling more
deeply as her knees bend with each step*
mira{DS~TJ}FG 09/13/99 16:32:05
*with one hand reaching to the pole, the other behind her reaching for her old life she
twists her body, on her toes, tiny steps wheeling her back and forth, she draws her hands
in to the shallow valley between her breasts as she rips the silk from her other wrist,
freeing herself to use these hands to serve, feeling the first heat of a slaves desire
reaching out into her finger tips, her arms fly out to her sides as she spins on her toes,
drawing them in tighter, spinning faster as she lowers herself, legs bending deeply as she
comes to rest facing the pole, her knees together in the sand as she falls over her taut
thighs, arms laying straight out before her, her first karta, reaching for the world that
has awakened her desire to serve*
mira{DS~TJ}FG 09/13/99 16:33:01
*she lifts her firm bottom from her heels and leans forward on to her forearms, crawling a
bit closer to the pole she lifts her eyes to view it from top to bottom, her legs rise
under her, lfitng her bottom high as she slowly pushes up from the floor, turning to the
side she side steps again, her arms reaching out to take a imaginary goblet in her hands,
she pirhouttes as she draws it to parted lips, bending at the waist she ladles paga in to
the goblet as her feet move in tiny steps, wheeling her around the imagined kettle, she
raises the goblet high as she spins around, positioned half way between what was... and
what is to be... circling the pole from this distance she takes long, sensuous steps, her
hips rocking deeply with each stride as she slips to her knees, her eyes sparkling as she
raises the goblet to the Master... feeling the joy of her first serve... the excitement of
giving herself over to that first calling*
mira{DS~TJ}FG 09/13/99 16:35:00
*three tiny steps back bring her closer yet to the pole, to Gor, the world she longs to be
lost in... her belly unfettered by the remaining trappings of her old life she dips in to
a low crouch, knees parting wide as her hands glide along the smooth skin of her thighs,
across the swath of silk wrapped about her left leg, reaching and brushing across the
tender folds of her most intimate treasures, her eyes flash with the new-found energies of
her passion... she longs to be a slave... her breathing comes faster, shallower as she
rises and leaps around the pole, her long legs extending gracefully as she springs from
foot to foot, her arms arcing over her head as she lifts off from the sand only to touch
down lightly again... her life as a seyal, leaping from one Realm to the next, never
settling down, eager to learn, to serve...yet... resisting the ultimate mark of a true
slave... her body beginning to shine with a sheen of sweat, her willowy form slowing, each
leap now ending in a slow spin, the last a series of spins that bring her within arms
reach of the pole.... *
mira{DS~TJ}FG 09/13/99 16:36:00
*lifting a hand she stretches it out, finger tips just off the pole as she begins to sway,
from her head to her toes her body is captured by a long, sensual rhythm, like the
branches of a willow tree in a breeze the music translates in to a flowing wave along her
slender form... her body responding to the lure of a single Domain on the world she has
flirted with.... never fully commiting yet unable to turn away from... her longing to be
kajira growing stronger in her heart as her other hand rises, both now reaching to the
pole as she begins a series of small sides steps around the center of her universe, her
body being carried into a deeper, faster rhythm as her hips roll low from side to side,
her shoulders dipping in counter-point, her eyes look longingly to this one place that
reaches out to her, that she reaches back for... *
mira{DS~TJ}FG 09/13/99 16:36:22
*as her tempo quickens, her mind racing between traces of her old life... and the promise
of the new... her breathing can be heard, fast and shallow, her body glistening with sweat
as the inner conflict rises... her hands grab at the silk banded across her heart, pulling
at it, stripping it away to expose the heart of a slave, she lifts the silk high and
swirls it over her head as she steps around the pole faster.... peeling away that which
keeps her from her true destiny... her ultimate purpose... falling to her knees she lets
the silk float away as she bows her head, arms rising above her, wrists crossed as the
rhythmic wave still visible as her arms sway side to side as she begs for her first
ko-lar, her breasts rising and falling with each breath, nipples standing out full and
hard, flushed red as the heat of her longing wells to the surface*
mira{DS~TJ}FG 09/13/99 16:36:58
*her fingers pull the silk scarf from her silver ko-lar.... the emblem of her Home shining
brightly at her throat as she leans forward to touch the pole... finally feeling the
reality of the world she longs for... her eyes open wide with wonder as she rises to her
feet, palms pressed to the pole from extended arms, her hips begin to rock forward as she
yields to her inner most passions.. a Tavern slave eager to offer herself to honor her
ko-lar, her Master, His Home.. her Home*
mira{DS~TJ}FG 09/13/99 16:37:48
*she wheels around the pole, one hand always touching it as she spins quickly about,
completing one full revolution before dipping low, her thighs parting to either side of
the pole, her knees almost touching it, her body swaying erotically close as beads of
sweat trickle down the shallow valley between her breasts to be caught in the blue-green
silk riding low off her hips.... she turns and leans back agaisnt the pole, her arms
lifting over her head, caressing it as she slides down, her back straight and hard agaisnt
the wood as her thighs part to reveal the soft flesh of her slave heat.... showing Him the
russet hue, the lush fullness of her devotion to Him and His ko-lar... a hand flashes down
to pull the scarf from her leg.. the brand of the Tavern standing out against the
whiteness of her skin, her palm rubbing across the mark she treasures with all her heart*
mira{DS~TJ}FG 09/13/99 16:38:33
*she presses up with her legs, her back sliding easily along the worn, wooden pole, smooth
from many hands... her sweat lubricating it as she slips around, her arms now wrapping
around the pole as she fully embrace that which had beckoned her for so long.. giving of
herself as she never thought possible, her leg rises and hooking around the pole as she
leans back, her arms stretching out over her head, one foot pressing against the base of
the pole, her other leg holding her to it as her body lays flat out to the side, the
single remaining scarf clinging to her hips, arching back farther, her hair falling in to
the sand as her breasts are pulled in to long, shallow mounds over her ribs, her lean
figure stretching back into an inviting, exotic curve as her hand grabs the last silk, and
slowly pulls it from her hips, laying back over her head she lets it flutter to the
ground... exposing her final desire... to feel the erotic caress of the red silks of a
pleasure slave... her legs tights around the pole pulling her slave sex against the symbol
of her world...*
mira{DS~TJ}FG 09/13/99 16:39:43
*lifting her body her hands clutch at the pole as a deep, long sigh escapes from her
throat... her being consumed by the force of her lust and desires, her heat threatening to
melt her soul, she leans back on her arms and rolls her hips against the post, giving of
herself as if to a Master.. aching to feel His hands upon her flesh.. His lips against
her's... His body pressing tightly to her's.... her skin flushed with a rosy color,
shining brightly as she releases herself from her own bondage.. freeing herself to be
fully kajira... owning nothing.. not wishing to own anything... desiring only to serve
with her whole being... she pulls herself up against the pole.. standing against it her
hands press her palms to the pole above her head, she rolls to lean back against it..
facing her Master.... her Ubar... her eyes dreamily closing as she slips to her knees, her
thighs parting wide as she falls forward, arms reaching out to His feet... her hair
cascading across her arms as she presses her body tightly between her thighs... her soft
voice whispering the mantra she recites daily...*... to live is to serve.. to serve is to
live...
mira{DS~TJ}FG 09/13/99 16:41:01
*sliding back on to crossed heels she kneels up tall, a warm smile shaping full, pouty
lips, eyes sparkling as she shares her words in a warm, melodic voice*.. mira thanks You
for letting her share her dance... *kneeling quietly she lifts her chin, eyes focused in
the sand before her*
kitty kat{Gov~GC}FG
09/13/99 16:44:43
~stepping onto the sand pit a girl's eyes scan the area around her, a jubulant smile
dancing upon her slightly parted lips. Lifting her head proudly she displays her golden
ko-lar, it's beauty unrivaled by any jewelery that could possibly adorn her slender neck.
Her deep blue eyes dance with delight and anticipation, the words from her mouth a gentle
purr upon the curls of air that dance in the wind.~ kitty's dance is a piece inspired by
Master who calls a girl bane of His boots and keeper of His snoopy cup. tis the dance of
Mazah's little larl.
kitty kat{Gov~GC}FG 09/13/99 17:12:27
~she says no more, her head tilted fetchingly to the left side, midnight blue eyes
glimming like two dark pools of hidden mystery. Fragile fingertips resting upon the golden
pride about her neck, she stands straight,Her right foot extended and pointed as a finely
tuned dancer's, her toned legs making every aspect of her body elegant and alluring.
Silence made it's self known, her own heartbeat easy for her to perceive...then the music
began.~
kitty kat{Gov~GC}FG 09/13/99 17:13:28
~the radiance of a slowly rising sun, it's colors growing in splender as it floods the
world with it's fortailed light making everything brighter and giving color to a dusky
landscape...a sparkling jewel, rare in it's world of many prescious things, it's color
clearer than that of many it's kind... a soft flower, it's beauty showing in each delicate
petal that spreads to uncover to it's true extent of life ...none of these compare to the
vision standing in the falling sun's still vibrant light upon the golden grains of the
sandpit.~
kitty kat{Gov~GC}FG 09/13/99 17:14:10
~the appealing sprite looks about the sand pit as if for something to play with, a
maniacal grin flashes upon her delicate face as she feels the wind blowing upon her smooth
ivory skin. Little bumps start to appear as her body remains still, motionless, listening,
wondering,,, waiting....Master isn't home....a realization that encourages a sigh. humming
to the music she lets her eyes travel down her extravagant curves, ideas forming within
her little head, a playfull giggle tickling the air.~
kitty kat{Gov~GC}FG 09/13/99 17:14:36
~ ihns later she begins to move, slowly stepping along the edges of the pit. Her soft
slave bells singing in passionate lullibyes, a music sweet to the ear as it gently
caresses it with a soothing, sultry chime. Her honey-touched locks tumble about in a wild
mane of alluring tresses, caressing creamy skin of a body that could only be described as
a mortal sin to look upon. Luscious bussom heaving with life's ever-pleasant breath.
Shouders pressed back, she archs into her yeilding posture, arms swaying like the edges of
her silks.~
kitty kat{Gov~GC}FG 09/13/99 17:15:22
~A coursing drumroll sounds as she lets loose the energy pent up inside. The thing Y/you
feel when Y/your love has entered the room, the one Y/you feel when an old friend has been
found, the one Y/you feel when hope looks lost and you find it in your kennal under the
mat. Her hands reaching up into the air, palms upward towards the hidden moons that rule
the world of Gor's darkened skies when night unfolds it's giant wings. Her happiness
evident in her face as it stares down the sun, eyes closing for a brief ihn as her fingers
slowly flow through her hair, her body turning in a tight circle as her thick mane of
ringlets cascade like a shimmering waterfall of sunshine~
kitty kat{Gov~GC}FG 09/13/99 17:16:02
~the movements get slower... slower... slower..then they end, her body pausing in a
delectable arch that then collapses into the sand. Upon her hands and knees she claws at
the sand as if it would quench her belly as it burns with the need to please her Master,
her gentle face brushing the ground, tickling it with her nose and lips. her body trembles
at the sweet arousal, nipples hardening against the fabric of her silks as they are
touched by the sand's warm kisses. rocking back from her hands this image of a statuesque
female rocks to her dimpled knees. Slowly, gracefully, her long slender legs fold neatly
allowing her firm ass to rest upon the archs of her dainty feet.~
kitty kat{Gov~GC}FG 09/13/99 17:16:43
~a beat of a drum strikes out in the evening air, her immaculate hips begin to dance,
rocking in hynotic motions, taunting the watching eyes of her audiance. Eyes sparkling
with a fire unmatched by the Gorean sun that splays the ground with radiant splendor. Her
mind thinks of Him, direct towards Him, the One who owns her. A blissful smile plays
against the edges of her kissable mouth, curling them up into a lush bow as questing
fingertips trace the mouth-watering curves of her aching body, teasing her skin with light
ripples of sensation.~
kitty kat{Gov~GC}FG 09/13/99 17:17:14p
~a gentle moan escapes her lips as her hands move along her ko-lar, feeling the cool metal
under her grasp. This the proof that He owns her fully, that she is His and His homestone
is hers. This thin piece of metal saying so much, worn with pride and with that pride
bringing honor to Gorean chat. The bells along her neckline chime softly, seeming to sigh
softly in happiness that is mimicked in the reflection of her eyes~
kitty kat{Gov~GC}FG 09/13/99 17:17:47
~the music slows slightly, a steady drum beat counting down the ihns as she leans
backwards spreading her sizzling thighs to compensate her slight wieght as her scarlet
silks slither slowly, exposing the length of her tender skin. Then she darts forward
quickly, pushing on her slender ankles she leaps into the air, landing in a squatting
position as she howls hungrily. A raw passion taking over where a sensual one was, the
need to serve and please so strong it drives her to the brink of insanity. Her dark eyes
sparkle exotically as they lower to look upon the pole in the center of the pit~
kitty kat{Gov~GC}FG 09/13/99 17:18:19
~her appetizing curves roll slowly forward, eyes hunting the pole, the fire burning in her
eyes, kissing her skin with crystaline droplets of sweat. The bells upon her wrists crying
out as they sing in harmony to the chaos of the dance her slave heart follows. Her
palatable curves lower to the ground, closer and closer, her ass rising into the air as
she stalks her pray.....something sits next to the pole, quietly, unknowing of what is to
become of it.... a single boot....the bane of Master's boots comes closer, a whisper of a
purr caressing the air around her.~
kitty kat{Gov~GC}FG 09/13/99 17:18:56
~then she springs, landing so very close to the unsuspecting boot yet not touching it, her
fingers running along the sands, through the air over it. her body curling to the ground,
as if tamed, her Master's presence even within a single boot.... calming her....making her
feel safe... happy....overjoyed.....blissful, her parted lips kissing the air above the
boot with reverance. Her body trembling she lifts her fragile fingers to touch the boot,
the feeling like lightening as her breath quickens within her throat..... the barrier of
air broken she jubulantly grasps it in her arms, pulling it to her chest like a priceless
and rare treasure.~
kitty kat{Gov~GC}FG 09/13/99 17:19:51
~clutching the boot to her chest she lets out a happy sigh, sinking deep into the sand,,
eyes watching through the mane of golden tresses that fall into her face, laying at the
poles base she thinks blissfully of her Master, a white tooth running along the edges of
His boot, the taste of leather pleasing to her tougue. His scent strong within the depths
of her nostrils. Her dainty fingers run along the large ties, wrapping them about her
fingers girlishly. eyes quizzing the object over where it had been and when Master had
worn it... then her head perks up,, that sound.. that sweet sound!.................***the
music dies*** .....Master is home!!!!~
julianna Ar 09/13/99 17:24:48
this pole dance was written for this one's wonderful Master as if He were looking on
julianna Ar 09/13/99 17:26:10
juli rises to her feet...looking seductively at her Master as she backs away three
paces...moving her hands up and down her bodyk, the quickening of realization settling in
her heart..reaches the pit, pausing a moment waiting for the music to begin
julianna Ar 09/13/99 17:27:18
she reaches out and takes hold of the pole, gingerly as if hot to the touch...hears the
faint music start, her hips swaying back and forth to its beat...reaches up, fingers
gently undeos the knot that holds her silks in place, sighing as the silks hug her curved
body on thier way down....teasing her hot flesh
julianna Ar 09/13/99 17:47:09
stepping from the silks...she swings her long blond hair...her hands exploring her lucious
body...touching her rull breast...her blue eyes daring to look around the room as her
hands slowly fondle and carress each breast..turning slowly around, offering herself, a
slave....
julianna Ar 09/13/99 17:48:19
she dances around the pole free and uninhibited...peaceful in the fact that she is
slave...not leaving the pit, but dancing around it moving her body enticingly to the
Masters, shwoing them herself preparing for their use, sliding a finger to the lips of her
moistened slave heat
julianna Ar 09/13/99 17:49:25
she dances wildly, moving her hips as if making lvoe to the air and the pole...one hand on
her slave belly, one above her head as she dances...moving to the beat of the
music...suddenly the movements change as the music changes, she makes her steps more
pristine and ladylike
julianna Ar 09/13/99 17:50:21
she glances downward, eyes growing large as if realizing her exposed body..she sinks down
to her knees in the pit, a fear crawling over her..she writhes around the pole in open
frustration..her inner turmoil showing on her tear stained face
julianna Ar 09/13/99 17:51:47
trying to fight the urges within her self as she wildly looks around the room..the lost
look on her face apparent to all there...rising from the sand, dancing differently, more
restricted, more rigid and though out...trying to cover herself with her tresses, not
wanting to be exposed as her glance falls on her Master
julianna Ar 09/13/99 17:52:59
she sees in His eyes all she neeeds to see...slave to Him and all her desires waiting to
be filled...feeling true freedom in her slavery retrun to her as the beat of the music
picks up...she moves with open abandonmnet, her hands teasing her nipples to hardness
again
julianna Ar 09/13/99 17:54:03
finally feeling a wonderful sense of peace in her heart, recognizing that she is
slave...who and what she is totally...her hips undulating seductively in tim...carefully
placing her footsteps....
julianna Ar 09/13/99 17:55:11
she dances away from the pit, moving to her Master...her heart racing at the thought of
knowing that there is only one that could claim her body, heart and soul...she falls to
her knees at His feet in perfect nadu...she leans forward with arms to her side
outstretched in supplication....
julianna Ar 09/13/99 17:55:41
her chest heaving, she take deep breaths as she hears the music close knowing the dance is
done
dayna{TJ~SG}~Y~ 09/13/99
18:03:06
the dance is about the capture of a girl ,the awakening it is a veil dance ~soft smile
~
dayna{TJ~SG}~Y~ 09/13/99 18:11:02
a girl walks into the middle of the sand pit ...wriggling her toes in the sand
her head held high,a slight arrogance,an insolence that portrays in her body that no Man
will ever be her Master,enslave her yes,but never Master ..the anger ,the defiance showing
in her smouldering dark eyes ~
yellow silks barely showing through seven veils,she wears slave bells attatched to slender
ankles,small cymbols on her thumbs and fore fingers
dayna{TJ~SG}~Y~ 09/13/99 18:11:36
standing with her head slightly bowed,back straight,one slender leg poised,bent at the
knee,heel lifted,toes touching the floor
she listens for the music to begin,her eyes are closed
as still as a statue,her arms encircling her slender body,the only thing that moves are
her firm breasts,with her erratic breathing,showing the exitement that burns deep in side
her slave belly
dayna{TJ~SG}~Y~ 09/13/99 18:12:04
as the music begins a girls body starts to sway,the music coursing through her
bones,slowly she twists and turns her body arms hugging herself as if she is scared to
release her passions,
the tinkle of slave bells is heard as her bare feet gentle tap the floor,long dark hair
swaying like a pendulum in time with the beat ,her small frame swaying down to the floor
low ending in her curling into a small ball
dayna{TJ~SG}~Y~ 09/13/99 18:12:37
The tempo rising,she uncurls gracefully,writhing,removing the first veil from her dark
eyes
small hips working the floor as the heat in her burns , rising up on her arms the ectasy
of dancing showing on her face,drawing a leg up to slave belly, she leaps gracefully into
the air ,dainty feet landing without a sound except the jingle of bells another veil falls
to the floor from over her left shoulder,being drawn from her body the pulsating music
filling the air twirling around faster and faster,pulled from over her right breast
,another veil fluttering silently to the floor,cymbols on her fingers chiming to the heady
beat,showing her needs in raw passion from the movement of her heated slave belly dark
eyes sparkling like a thousand fireworks in a darkened sky,firm breasts showing hardened
nipples as the music flows through her veins,pulsating desires through her small frame,the
viel from around her trim waist floating to the floor
dayna{TJ~SG}~Y~ 09/13/99 18:13:10
her body snaking with the heart felt desires of every slave to be mastered,with every
movement of her body makes,the tempo rising to a heated frenzy,the emotions on fire in her
dark eyes,wipping away another veil,from slave belly where the fire to serve is now an
inferno she runs her hand down from her neck removing a veil,dancing into her hands ,as if
it were the skilled hands of a Master
as her hands caress her feminine curves,she dances with heated passion,a hungry moan
releasing into the music,long dark hair wrapping itself around her slender body as she
twirls
dayna{TJ~SG}~Y~ 09/13/99 18:13:38
*she falls gracefully to her knees* ~ thighs spread wide as her dark hair sweeps the floor
in front of her,~ as her torso pulsates in time with the fast beat ~ her breathing
laboured in the ectasy of her dance, ~ freeing her senses, ~ showing her needs ~ her body
crying out loudly for a Master,~ the tension ~the burning~the desires ~generated with her
writhing as the last veil falls from her body ,a long drawn out moan comes from her
writhing bodyas arms gracefully arc over her head, ~ she kisses the floor, ~ long dark
hair,encouraging the Master to feel the softness ~
the music stops ~ her small frame heaving from the passions she danced with ~ ,her body
still ~ damp with persperation, ~ lost in her complete surrender*
~seraph~of~death~{Zane} 09/15/99 20:13:10 ~seraph~of~death~{Zane} 09/15/99 20:13:10
~walking across the sands towards the pole, a girl's body speaks volumes of the fire
that rages as yet unanswered within her belly, her fingers dancing across her satiny white
silks as she moves to straighten them, clinging hungrily to her curvacious body, engulfing
it in an icy white...her eyes studying the pole...within her mind, it becomes her
Master...she drops to her knees and begins to crawl slowly towards it...slinking like a
tigress on a hunt...~
~seraph~of~death~{Zane} 09/15/99 20:29:20
~...her hips swaying gently...taunting the Master.. her mysterious eyes flirting and
teasing... she bites her lip, grinning...as she extends one leg, pointing her toes...her
fingers grasping the hem of her silks and slowly trails her silks up her thigh... eyes
shining as she sees His desires... they reflect her own... dropping the hem of her
silks... her hands dance towards the knot that holds her silks to her lithe form...untying
it....she allows her silks to fall...standing still for a single ehn... her ivory silks
fluttering to pool around her feet in silky softness..her naked flesh glistening in the
firelight...she steps from her silks and turns swiftly.. kicking them into the air to land
at Master Rodrigo's feet... winking at Him then turning back to the pole...~
~seraph~of~death~{Zane} 09/15/99 20:37:47
~...hearing the whispered permission...touch... wanton slut... growling with her
need...her desperate want, desire, submission...breaking free from her ignorant bonds...
falling to her knees before the pole... caressing it, almost uncertainly... pressing her
body tightly against it... her hips rocking slightly...her lips kissing its rough wood
helplessly...her sun~kissed curls streaming around her... tickling her silky skin and
caressing the pole as the girl wraps herself around it...desperate...~
~seraph~of~death~{Zane} 09/15/99 20:47:30
~...she rocks back onto her feet...then slowly slinks up the pole.. a snake, driving
with fiery passion...desirous passion... she spins away from the Masters grasp...then
leaps onto the pole... curling her leg around it, her hands circling its width... bending
back, her blonde tresses brushing the sands beneath her... her ample breasts pushing
towards the Masters mouth...then away as she begins sliding down the pole... leaving a
glistening trail of her heat... her foot touches the sands and she spins away from the
pole... slowly bringing her hands up her body to cross at the wrists as she continues her
frenzied spinning...then..she ss... her breasts heaving as she stares at the pole...
cupping her breasts in offering... dropping to her knees...~
kasha{GC~Kit~FG}~Rt~ 09/15/99 21:09:57
*hearing Master Rodrigo's order of silence, she knows it begins*
*dropping to her knees she listens to the beginning of the music, her body swaying in
the gentle light of the night with the rhythm, long ringlettes flowing about her head as
she rocks and moves her head back and forth, the melody filling her slender body as the
music fills her ears and flows through her body, the ire in her belly growing brighter and
brighter with each passing ihn...delicate, soft hands find her thighs and begin to travel
up her body, sapphire eyes buring with the desire to please A/all W/who watch, her body
aching to feel the Master's touch...slinky silks ride up as her hands move over them,
revealing in the light her long, slender yet muscular legs, a glimps of her desire showing
breifly*
kasha{GC~Kit~FG}~Rt~ 09/15/99 21:14:09
*her body rocking with the steady beat, she drops onto all fours and crawls slyly to
Maser Rodrigo, moving her hanches like a she-larl, silks hugging her body tightly with
each forward inch...arriving at His feet, she kneels again and parts her thighs...placing
soft hands on the silky flesh of her inner thighs she leans back until her back is on the
ground, ample breasts rising upward, unt nipples displayed beneath her silks...her body
writhes on the floor at His feet, hands dancing across the smooth flesh of her slave body,
her head tossing with the beat of the music that enters her ears and moves through her
heart*
kasha{GC~Kit~FG}~Rt~ 09/15/99 21:20:04
*a soft moan escapes her lips as her hands rub across her heat for but an ihn as they
continue to travel up her body and as they do so, she brings her torso forward, rising up
towards Him, her head being last to leave the ground, long ringlettes brushing across the
ground until it teases the small of her back...her hands move across her stomach, graze
her breasts and dance across her neck into her hair, her head swaying with the increasing
beat of the music...sapphire eyes fix for a moment upon His face, longing to see a sign
that she is pleasing Him before they are jsut as quickly lowered to the ground...her body
rocks back and forth with the beat of music she can't even hear, but can feel radiating
from her heart, coming from the fire that burns in her an fills her body*
kasha{GC~Kit~FG}~Rt~ 09/15/99 21:26:56
*she continues to rock and sway with the music, her head never once rising above His
belt...THoughts of His touch course through every vein of her body, begging to feel His
caress...she nibbles on her lower lip as her finger tips kiss the soft petals of her
sacred spot, dusky nipples already throbbing with her own heartbeat, pleading for
attention...Running her fingertips over her belly and up to her chest, she dares to lift
her eyes to Master Rodrigo's lips, wanting ot see a pleased smile upon His face*
kasha{GC~Kit~FG}~Rt~ 09/15/99 21:30:35
*she flips again to all fours and turns away from Him, her round rask high in the air,
creamy thighs spread, hips still swaying to reveal the thoughts in her head...looking over
her shoulder and smiling playfully at His chest, she lies on her stomach and rolls over
again onto her back, her rask resting between her legs, heels touching her sides...her
head sways on the ground with the music and as the tempo increases, her hands once again
find her tressel, running through it than back to her body, exploring every last bit of
her being, needing to know that He wants her, begging to feel His touch*
kasha{GC~Kit~FG}~Rt~ 09/15/99 21:35:34
*as she feels the music begin to climax, she pulls her body up, her head just reaching
His belt line as she sways with the mucis, wild ringlettes flowing about her head, sweat
glittering her body like stars in the night...freely her hands explore her body as she
tries to show Him how desireable she is, the silkyness of her thighs, softness of the
ample peaks that come from her body, kissable pert nipples...agian she moans as the music
beat accelerates, her hands leaving no part of her body unexplored...ehr body rocks back
an forth with the mucis, firm rask wiggling on the ground then up in the air as she raises
up on her knees then lowers herself down until her head touches he ground then back up
again, the desire to please Him filling her and consuming her slave flesh as her eyes
close an she enters the world only slaves know*
kasha{GC~Kit~FG}~Rt~ 09/15/99 21:40:42
*knowing the music is at it's climax, the need to please never having been so strongly
buring within her, she rocks her body, head swaying in the beat, hands running over her,
across the silks that cover her painfully hard nipples, across the bare flesh of her
stomach and over the silks that cover her soft slave heat...she drops back down, her back
resting on he floor, head still moving with the music and pulls herself back up quicky as
he music ss just as suddenly as it started...she falls forward at His feet, herbody spent
an burning with the desire to please, heart still remembering the beat of the music as she
still sways her head softly in time with her heart, ample breasts heaving as she breaths,
brilliant sapphire eyes burning with want and need*
velvet kitten{Zane} 09/15/99 22:04:47
~as she moves to the center of the sands...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 red silks...tugging them down a little only to realize the s of her creamy full
breasts are exposed....a deep rosy blush begins to cover her satiny skin...her left hand
flutters to her beautiful newly ko-lard neck....a bright flashing light, as though from a
mirror in the sun, passes over T/those gathered...A/all eyes drawn to a Gosta
bracelet...twisting delicately around her wrist...the ruby eyes of the serpent picking up
any stray light in the room and reflecting it back to T/them....a long, very light
gleaming chain attached to her left wrist...runing up through a loop in her ko-lar before
being attached to her right wrist...forming gracful loops as she drops her hands to her
sides...droping to her knees she leans down and places a kiss upon the whip which she in
her mind can see there~
velvet kitten{Zane} 09/15/99 22:12:27
~standing once more she moves with liquidness to the side of the ring in front of
Master DaemonStorm
…..hands rising above her head the girls face a mask of fear as though she were
being chained to a slave pole...her body shaking with terror...withering there
helpless...swaying...transfixing her body...holding her in place...her eyes wide as she
feels the imagined touch of the whip...moving with the precision of the Gosta striking
each lustful passageway to her desire...her breasts first, heaving with a pent up energy
yearning for release from their restraints....her hips sensuous, weaving patterns in the
air....hands sliding down over them and then up the inner thighs...her red silks rising
and showing the satiny blushing flesh...heat emanating from her slave belly~
velvet kitten{Zane} 09/15/99 22:16:29
~suddenly the music ss...a girl goes absolutely still...a hand resting close to her sex
the other mid-path up her side toward her breast...her hips caught in a sway....she finds
herself free from the slave pole...the music beginning and she too commence to move
again...feeling the imaginary whip upon her body a girl steps forward...dancing she takes
the silk tucked at her left shoulder and undoes it...the silks falls free into her
hands...swirling it about her body she regards T/those before her...her lips slightly
parted...bright emerald eyes shining from above the silks...~
velvet kitten{Zane} 09/15/99 22:21:58
~slipping to the ground before Master DaemonStorm she slides to her back...gracefully
extending a leg...touching her ankle...moving her hand up her leg...rolling over and
withering as another lash of the whip caresses her body...turning her body so she may rise
to her knees...looking up into the eyes of Master before her seeking His permission to
rise....extending her hands to Him...forcing her head back her body bent as He denies
her...each time as the music picks up she tries again…waiting for His command~
velvet kitten{Zane} 09/15/99 22:25:49
~at the command she slowly rises her body to an erect kneeling position....the last to
lift her beautiful head....the music still holding her in it's grip...standing in a fluid
motion eyes flashing with a combination of passion and distress….her captivity all
too pronounced by the snug ko-lar at her throat…spinning once around the room her
eyes settle on her tormentor…moving toward Him her hips undulating…hands pulling
at the chains upon her body…as the music picks up her movements become
harsher…the feel of the whip more intense…the girl is almost at a loss…she
can no longer fight her submission~
velvet kitten{Zane} 09/15/99 22:33:21
~moving in a fluid motion she finds herself kneeling before Master
Rodrigo…surprised to find herself kneel before this Man…she holds her hands
cupped together...as though they had been linked in slave bracelets...exquisitely she
kneels before Him....lowering her forehead to the floor her slender arms stretched
beautifully before her…her hair pulled forward…an exquisitely shaped back laying
bare…with the greatest of care she slowly and with total submission turns her hands
palm up..her body quaking with fear as she knows she has finally released the slave in
her~
susan{CCFG~GB} 09/15/99 23:03:19
~shuddering as she hears the words of the Master...blushing as her needs are indeed
upon her the girl begins to sway to the music...the tune haunting in it's sadness...she
dances to One...or none...but her steps ring lightly with the bells about her
ankles...like a moth to a flame she moves and weaves thru the crowds...fluttering close to
a Master then turning with indifferance to Him...unsure of what exactly it is she wants
she knows within her belly she burns with a need that she cannot discribe...as she moves
before the Master's that command her this night she twirls and spins before Them...moaning
with her uncertainty...
susan{CCFG~GB}09/15/99 23:09:50
~a proud image stands before them...her hips swaying with a deliberate need...her hands
trail upon her body...over her hips up to her breasts...tugging gently on nipples that are
barely hidden benath the diaphonous silks...eyes flutter shut as her moans echo thru the
room and she feels the heat grow from within her...her heart begins to pound with the beat
of the drums that sound thru the room...a primitive beat tha reaches within her soul...her
hands wander up higher...caressing the golden ko-lar that adorns her neck...a tear slips
from her cheek and her pink tongue darts out to taste the salty treat...her hands slip up
and lift her hair above...with a crash of cymbals her hair is released to float about
her...her eyes open in anger as she realizes she is in turmoil...~
susan{CCFG~GB} 09/15/99 23:17:21
~as her mind whirls with thoughts of flight...it turns as quickly to the knowledge she
is owned and needs the strength of One to hold her...she is unsure of where she stands in
her world and fights the Master as well as herself...silks are ripped from her body as she
moves to display herself...knowing she must earn her rape...slowly...her movements purely
sexual she begins to roll her hips...her flat belly undulating...the fullness of her
breasts sway with her subtle movements...long slender fingers roam about her
body...sliding down to her hips...pulling at her very life...offering to please...~
susan{CCFG~GB} 09/15/99 23:24:41
~with great anguish she drops to her knees...sliding them wide for A/all to see the
evidence of her desires and needs...necters glistening at her thighs and on the thick
petals...she leans back...arms floating above her as if reaching for the moons of Gor
above...her hands float down and lightly tease and caress her body...tugging again on the
nipples...feeling a tug on her sex and she brings them to bud...floating down her belly
her fingers tap gently on her sex...throbbing with a beat that seeks release...with her
passion she writhes on the floor before them...her body afire as she attepmts to please
and silently beg for use...to her belly she rolls...to all four she rises...prowling like
a larl closer to Them...her arms reaching...almost begging...brazenly presenting herself
as slave...a girl fit for and begging for the touch of a Master...her cries and whimpers
echoing thru the room...~
susan{CCFG~GB} 09/15/99 23:32:48
~overcome by her sexuality the girl rolls on her back and slides her thighs wide...her
hips lifted from the floor in a needful stance...her open plams on the floor show her
submission...but still she is terrified she will not be found pleasing...her hands wander
to her petals...a moan escaping her lips as he fingers touch her thick petals...feeling
the need...knowing her desires race thru her...running the finger about the lips she moves
up to caress the kef on her thigh...she struggles to rise to her knees...her breathing
ragged...as the music ends she falls before the Masters...whimpering...her hands extended
toward Each...lifting her head the girl's eyes of thassa blue glitter with unmistakable
needs...she knows she is indeed a slave...~
~mischief maker~ 09/15/99 23:51:47
~ The soft music begins to flow through her body. The girl immediatly drops to her
knees. Silken thighs spreading wide apart, arching her back, lush breasts pushed forward.
Her eyes scan the room looking toward the Masters, raw hunger burning deeply in emerald
eyes. her heat throbbing, she outstretches her small hand toward the Masters, her eyes
seeking One to focus on reaching out to Him, silently pleading. Bowing her head from the
look on His face, the girl bows backward, completely arching her body until her head rests
on the floor silken mahogany tresses pooling around her. Whimpering with need, her breasts
thrust upward, nipples achingly hard, her thighs spreading painfully, she collapses and
rolls onto her side in the sand ~
~mischief maker~ 09/15/99 23:57:43
~ Drawing her knees to her chest, pressing them against the soft skin of her breasts.
her anguish crys carry throught the room and is seen on her face, tears well up and shine
in emerald eyes. her body restless, hungry with need. a slave, molded to the desires of
Masters is trapped by them, needing their touch, begging with every fiber of her body for
it. she fights to hold herself steady, yet her need outweighs her pride. Reaching for the
ko-lar around her throat, finding her neck bare. she writhes on the floor with desire with
a need as yet unknown within her soul. ~
~mischief maker~ 09/16/99 00:03:19
~ Turning on to her back, the sand molding to her body. she bends her knees, her hands
palms up at her sides, lifting her hips, showing All what is ripe for the taking. Aching
to be well used, beads of sweat forming over her body, her thighs hot, slick with her
slave oil, her clit throbbing, needing a touch. she moves her hands onto her smooth belly,
the muscles leaping and tightening under her finger tips. Loud tortured moan is ripped
from her lips at her own touch. Slipping her hands down her body, shuddering as they move
over the wet swollen lips of her sex, she trails her fingers over the outside of her
smoothly shaven sex. aching to part them and explode at the littest touch. Relucantly the
girl moves her fingers to the inside of her tawney thighs, her fingers drenched in her
hunger, she lifts them to her full red lips and licks them clean greedily ~
~mischief maker~ 09/16/99 00:08:50
~ Lifting herself slowly to her knees, moaning as she almost colaspes in a heap. she
forces herself to crawl on all fours to the pole in the center of the room. her sweet hips
swaying fully, showing the beauty of her love cradle. her body begging, aching, for a
look, a touch, a caress from a Master that could free her from her torment. she clutches
at the pole. small fingernails digging into the wood, scratching at it, closing her thighs
around it, grinding her starved sex against it. Deep sexy shudder licks up her spine as
her clit rubs against the wood, her head falls back, as pleasure begins to cross her face.
Sping all movment. Forcing her hungry body still for a moment she cries out loudly in
frustration and anger, knowing she has no permission to yield. Clawing widely like a
she-larl in heat at the pole as if it will allow her to yield. Lifting her head she
pressed her forehead against the pole, tears running down her cheeks as she clutches
tightly to the wood ~
~mischief maker~ 09/16/99 00:16:45
~ Pressing her head to the side of the pole, short mahogany curls bearly licking at the
nape of her neck she hears the music subtly change. In an achingly slow motion, the girl
slowly opens her hands, unclasping the pole and leaves it grudgingly. Crawling on her
hands and knees she seemingly enters her kennel. Kneeling within the bars she struggles to
hold to herself steady, calm. Trying in vain to maintain a coolness, reaching out her
hand, the girl's eyes fly open wide, a look of shock crosses delicate features as her
fingertips hits the cold steel bars. Rising within the small pen she runs up and then.
Cold harsh steel bars assault her body as she moves from one wall to the other. A look of
sheer desperation cross her face, the girl needing to find a way out. Needing to reach a
Master, to feel His power as she yields to Him. Crumpling into a slight heap in the center
of the pen the girl sobs. slender shoulders shaking with pent-up emotions, hunger and
need. her fingers thrust in small curls curls, clutching them harshly, crying out loudly
in pure anguish. she curses the Masters for making her into the slave she is, greedy,
hungry, a hot slave needing a Master's use ~
