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elusive
2/10/2013     
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Dance Event : SHALL WE DANCE?



Open to A/all from all horizons, no discrimination

Shall you dance solo?
Shall it be a fire dance?
Or a sabre dance?
Shall it be a duo dance?
What style is yours:
# Contemporary?
# Latin?
# Modern?
# Gorean?
# swaying under the kiss of a singletail?

Will it be spontaneous performance?
Or elaborated choreography?

Imagination is your only limit

Let’s make it an evening of good and enjoyable time:
# Sensuality, lusciousness and seductiveness are encouraged
# Sexual interaction will be frowned upon




~~~~*~~
"To serve is beautiful, but only if it is done with joy and a whole heart and a free mind." - Pearl S Buck

L'esclave a sa vanité, il ne veut obéir qu'au plus grand des despotes. H. de Balzac
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2/10/2013
  
elusive
D/s Event Organizer
D/s Event Organizer




Dance Event : SHALL WE DANCE?



Open to A/all from all horizons, no discrimination

Shall you dance solo?
Shall it be a fire dance?
Or a sabre dance?
Shall it be a duo dance?
What style is yours:
# Contemporary?
# Latin?
# Modern?
# Gorean?
# swaying under the kiss of a singletail?

Will it be spontaneous performance?
Or elaborated choreography?

Imagination is your only limit

Let’s make it an evening of good and enjoyable time:
# Sensuality, lusciousness and seductiveness are encouraged
# Sexual interaction will be frowned upon




~~~~*~~
"To serve is beautiful, but only if it is done with joy and a whole heart and a free mind." - Pearl S Buck

L'esclave a sa vanité, il ne veut obéir qu'au plus grand des despotes. H. de Balzac
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2/12/2013     
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Post #983614
elusive
2/17/2013     
D/s Event Organizer
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snowy's performance




she steps into the dancing pit, the sand tickling the arches of her feet and the bells softly chime against her ankles. Surrounded by watchers, the music begins slowly, a soft lonely melody; a flute floats soft notes gently from it's shaft and the girl stands frozen in place.
Dark wild curls sit upon a head canted to one side as a rosy cheek brushes gently against her bare shoulder, wispy pieces of dancing silk surround firmly toned legs and curves of soft calf. Chocolate brown eyes rimmed darkly with kohl are framed dramatically against the reddened glow of the great fireplace and High cheekbones frame a beautiful face with full, plump, crimson lips.

she takes deep breathes, the full rounded mounds in her chest rising and falling with the effort as the girl tries to calm the increasing nerves ~ a sculptured and toned arm extends past her side ending in delicate fingers as her second arm folds gently at elbow and crosses to sit motionless upon a full breast, her fingers curled towards one another.

a haunting slow melody continues, and shapely legs weave their pointed toes to slip through sand, dragging the grains into wavy crossed patterns. with every note, slim hips tilt and dip provocatively as her body molds itself to the music.

BUT - Her dark eyes flash with defiance and her chins lifts boldly, shunning the appreciative glances of Men. she turns herself away from them, with a flick of head and a toss of dark hair, dismissing their presence. Long curls tease the skin of her back, sensuously framing a firm round bottom through diaphanous fabric. she teases them with her moves, and squeezes ample breasts drawing nipples into tight buds. Drawing closer to men, she stops at One and meets His eyes boldly..she dips her small frame forward as hands slide hypnotically over oiled, shining flesh. Smiling with dimples.. as her tongue slides along raw lips biting, licking.....her hips sway sharply, body moving like a snake twisting erotically to pull open silks displaying the flesh she will not let them have. fingers massage, and as she pleasures the tight mounds of tit, she shudders uncontrollably. she slips a hand lower, slithering over warmed skin, dipping towards her heat she feathers her hand over the area sensuously hinting at the pleasure within. she smiles, and backs away shaking her head and "tsk'ing" her fingers as He reaches for her. she drifts across the sand. arms stretching above her head and winding around one another, body swaying to the rhythm, strutting, knowing she is beautiful and tantalizing the men to watch. dark orbs glare disdainfully at the boldness of such men. she is a woman!! and they should cower at the power of her shape...shouldn't they????

she tosses a smoldering look over a shoulder, observing the Men as they watch her, entranced. Shaking her dark curls. she smiles contemptuously. Twirling hypnotically, she displays her body to it's perfection, sensual curves dipping in time with the music. Fabric hugging tightly against hardened flesh, accentuating the firmness of breast and rounded ass, as the music gains in tempo, the girl twirls around the sand, her hips undulating rapidly and her arms cradling and caressing the air above her..............

Suddenly, the music ends in a long high Note, and she freezes looking toward the players in confusion.

BUT - He rises above her, towering and dominant, she tosses her head coquettishly and refuses Him..He grabs her arms, and grips a hand around her throat, she fights a scream and wiggles free. the fright recognizable on her face, and her chest heaves as the clean air deeply fills her lungs. Swift small steps carry the girl through the sand, silks billowing, twisting around lean legs giving glimpses of smooth flesh, and peeks of bare skin. she runs through the sand but finds men.. then flees and towards the other side of the pit, she moves in flight resisting their nearness. she turns rapidly, then covering her nakedness from their leering looks. Eyes widen, and her mouth opens in shock as she drops to her knees in the sand. her head tips back, and she waves and swings her arms vigorously over her head, thrashing in her fear. her lean frame bows toward the sand slightly brushing the course grains against soft breast before arching and thrusting upwards straightening her back. her heart beats rapidly, and she backs away across the sand as He approaches, knees digging painfully into rough grains of sand and hands pushing her away.

Large hands close about her arm, and she is pulled to stand, the light fabric a thin curtain between His heated chest as he pulls the girl towards Him, hands fist in her hair as he gathers her curls and inhales their floral scent. Holding her close, they weave in time to the music, His hands exploring the curves of her flesh. she fights, twisting and pulling, trying to wiggle free, yet His arms hold her fast. How DARE he touch her person, how DARE He try to possess ....yet He pushes a foot between her legs forcing her thighs apart and grasping her buttocks firmly presses His hardness against the sensitive heat of her womanhood. she pushes against Him unconsciously, a tingle spreading throughout Her soul. Surprised eyes flash to his face, and He releases her gently and winks. she twirls away from Him in a curtain of silks the confusion written upon her face....he follows behind her, purposeful steps herding the girl. her freight softens as a natural need overwhelms her...and she looks back....and slows...her..steps....

the music begins again softly, the delicate notes drift throughout the room echoing the inner turmoil within her as the girl raises her head with tears trickle down her face. she knows there is no escape, and the realization humbles her. her knees give out, and she falls to the sand as His feet...........raising her tear stained eyes to His... with her heart beating..

she looks over the crowd......

"i offer submission, i offer myself” she yells, then presses her torso into the to the sand, prostrating herself at HIS feet as she is claimed.

BOWS... ~then returns to her seat...thank you all very much. ~ss.



~~~~*~~
"To serve is beautiful, but only if it is done with joy and a whole heart and a free mind." - Pearl S Buck

L'esclave a sa vanité, il ne veut obéir qu'au plus grand des despotes. H. de Balzac
Post #983819 Back to top ▲
2/17/2013
  
elusive
D/s Event Organizer
D/s Event Organizer
snowy's performance




she steps into the dancing pit, the sand tickling the arches of her feet and the bells softly chime against her ankles. Surrounded by watchers, the music begins slowly, a soft lonely melody; a flute floats soft notes gently from it's shaft and the girl stands frozen in place.
Dark wild curls sit upon a head canted to one side as a rosy cheek brushes gently against her bare shoulder, wispy pieces of dancing silk surround firmly toned legs and curves of soft calf. Chocolate brown eyes rimmed darkly with kohl are framed dramatically against the reddened glow of the great fireplace and High cheekbones frame a beautiful face with full, plump, crimson lips.

she takes deep breathes, the full rounded mounds in her chest rising and falling with the effort as the girl tries to calm the increasing nerves ~ a sculptured and toned arm extends past her side ending in delicate fingers as her second arm folds gently at elbow and crosses to sit motionless upon a full breast, her fingers curled towards one another.

a haunting slow melody continues, and shapely legs weave their pointed toes to slip through sand, dragging the grains into wavy crossed patterns. with every note, slim hips tilt and dip provocatively as her body molds itself to the music.

BUT - Her dark eyes flash with defiance and her chins lifts boldly, shunning the appreciative glances of Men. she turns herself away from them, with a flick of head and a toss of dark hair, dismissing their presence. Long curls tease the skin of her back, sensuously framing a firm round bottom through diaphanous fabric. she teases them with her moves, and squeezes ample breasts drawing nipples into tight buds. Drawing closer to men, she stops at One and meets His eyes boldly..she dips her small frame forward as hands slide hypnotically over oiled, shining flesh. Smiling with dimples.. as her tongue slides along raw lips biting, licking.....her hips sway sharply, body moving like a snake twisting erotically to pull open silks displaying the flesh she will not let them have. fingers massage, and as she pleasures the tight mounds of tit, she shudders uncontrollably. she slips a hand lower, slithering over warmed skin, dipping towards her heat she feathers her hand over the area sensuously hinting at the pleasure within. she smiles, and backs away shaking her head and "tsk'ing" her fingers as He reaches for her. she drifts across the sand. arms stretching above her head and winding around one another, body swaying to the rhythm, strutting, knowing she is beautiful and tantalizing the men to watch. dark orbs glare disdainfully at the boldness of such men. she is a woman!! and they should cower at the power of her shape...shouldn't they????

she tosses a smoldering look over a shoulder, observing the Men as they watch her, entranced. Shaking her dark curls. she smiles contemptuously. Twirling hypnotically, she displays her body to it's perfection, sensual curves dipping in time with the music. Fabric hugging tightly against hardened flesh, accentuating the firmness of breast and rounded ass, as the music gains in tempo, the girl twirls around the sand, her hips undulating rapidly and her arms cradling and caressing the air above her..............

Suddenly, the music ends in a long high Note, and she freezes looking toward the players in confusion.

BUT - He rises above her, towering and dominant, she tosses her head coquettishly and refuses Him..He grabs her arms, and grips a hand around her throat, she fights a scream and wiggles free. the fright recognizable on her face, and her chest heaves as the clean air deeply fills her lungs. Swift small steps carry the girl through the sand, silks billowing, twisting around lean legs giving glimpses of smooth flesh, and peeks of bare skin. she runs through the sand but finds men.. then flees and towards the other side of the pit, she moves in flight resisting their nearness. she turns rapidly, then covering her nakedness from their leering looks. Eyes widen, and her mouth opens in shock as she drops to her knees in the sand. her head tips back, and she waves and swings her arms vigorously over her head, thrashing in her fear. her lean frame bows toward the sand slightly brushing the course grains against soft breast before arching and thrusting upwards straightening her back. her heart beats rapidly, and she backs away across the sand as He approaches, knees digging painfully into rough grains of sand and hands pushing her away.

Large hands close about her arm, and she is pulled to stand, the light fabric a thin curtain between His heated chest as he pulls the girl towards Him, hands fist in her hair as he gathers her curls and inhales their floral scent. Holding her close, they weave in time to the music, His hands exploring the curves of her flesh. she fights, twisting and pulling, trying to wiggle free, yet His arms hold her fast. How DARE he touch her person, how DARE He try to possess ....yet He pushes a foot between her legs forcing her thighs apart and grasping her buttocks firmly presses His hardness against the sensitive heat of her womanhood. she pushes against Him unconsciously, a tingle spreading throughout Her soul. Surprised eyes flash to his face, and He releases her gently and winks. she twirls away from Him in a curtain of silks the confusion written upon her face....he follows behind her, purposeful steps herding the girl. her freight softens as a natural need overwhelms her...and she looks back....and slows...her..steps....

the music begins again softly, the delicate notes drift throughout the room echoing the inner turmoil within her as the girl raises her head with tears trickle down her face. she knows there is no escape, and the realization humbles her. her knees give out, and she falls to the sand as His feet...........raising her tear stained eyes to His... with her heart beating..

she looks over the crowd......

"i offer submission, i offer myself” she yells, then presses her torso into the to the sand, prostrating herself at HIS feet as she is claimed.

BOWS... ~then returns to her seat...thank you all very much. ~ss.



~~~~*~~
"To serve is beautiful, but only if it is done with joy and a whole heart and a free mind." - Pearl S Buck

L'esclave a sa vanité, il ne veut obéir qu'au plus grand des despotes. H. de Balzac
Post #983819
elusive
2/17/2013     
D/s Event Organizer
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elusive's performance



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5anLPw0Efmo

kneeling on the sand
dressed only in sheer veils...
lightly covered from head to foot...
a different colour veil covering each part of her curves...
the only thing visible her eyes and her smooth creamy skin
as the veils around her waist part enticingly to reveal slender thighs...
one by one the crowd increases around the dance pit…
each one visibly startled at the sight of her kneeling…
lowering her eyes as each One takes place...

catching the glances of the Masters
as Their eyes travel over her curvaceous body...
and then looking down at the shimmering sirik…
glancing up at Them through the curtain of her lashes
each time she feels the warmth of Their eyes on her...
her head resting on her thigh as the chain
trails between her ripe breasts...

and then finally…
with a tug of the chain
she stands gracefully…
the chain wrapped around her hand
she walks around the dance pit...
her whole body
exuding
the pride of being slave…
the happiness of being slave...
her craving to obey Your every command …
watching the eyebrows raise as she circles the pit...
and then the grins as They anticipate her performance…
the czehar and cymbals start a soft tune...


she nadu in the centre of the pit…
hymus steps in…
he unclasps the chain and removes it…
then fastens a different chain around her waist...
a little heavier in gauge...
but still lightweight enough to give her freedom of movement...


the music plays
soft and haunting...
then as the music seems to be
like a rush of wind sweeping through the
harriga she suddenly lifts her head and extends
her arms... leaning backward with her toes pointed into
the soft sand as she spins gracefully... the veils at
her waist whipping at her soft creamy skin...
and then entwining her arms in a
serpentine lock and weaving them
up and down her body...
the chain sliding
around
her waist yet
keeping it at the
perfect slack... then
lowering her head and

tugging at the veil wrapped
around her head... long shimmering
tresses cascading down over slender shoulders
and teasing hard little nipples behind the veil over her breasts...
lifting her arms to the back of her neck ... the music changing to a
medium tempo as she leans forward and swings her head from side to side...
feet planted wide and the cheeks of her firm little ass visible to the Oones behind her...
the swell of her breasts dangling invitingly to the Oones in front...
whipping her hair in circles around her and then standing...
rolling her belly seductively as her feet carry her
around the circle...
trailing the veil from
her hair over
the thighs,
chests,
and crotches
of the Masters before
finally placing behind
One's neck and pulling Him to her...
a teasing kiss through the veil
covering her mouth
as she spins
away from Him...


and then
an imaginary tug of the chain
almost pulling her back to You...
a teasing grin as she spins back to You...
the chain wrapping around her as she stands in
front of You... and then the soft tempo of drums...
long red nails contrasting against the white veil
as she slowly peels it back... the garnet of
her lips coming into view
as the back of her
hand now
covers
her eyes...
hips swaying
in wide circles as
she turns again and the chain
once again slackens...
looking around the circle of Masters...
throwing her head back and leaping high in the air...
the wetness on the veil covering her sex clearly visible...
finally giving a tug to the veil over her mouth...
stopping in front of another Rider...
her tongue sliding into His ear
as the veil slips into
His lap...


grinning wickedly...
eyes flashing with desire
as the drums begin to beat into tandem...
returning to the centre of the circle...
the kalika now joining in... the melody erratic and faster...
arching her foot and placing it on her thigh...
once again a fast spin...
long shapely leg slowly lowering as her hands cup her breasts...
thumbs grazing over the nipples making them stand straight out under the veil...
licking her lips softly and moaning as her hand trails down to her wetness
and then
back up and over her full breasts...
eyes almost glazed as she stops in front of the next One in the circle...
a quick flick of the wrist and the veil drops into her other hand...
caramel breasts with darker hardened nipples now revealed to all
as she turns slowly... cupping them...
offering them to each One
and then…
turning back to the One she had stopped in front of ...
looking down at His hardening member as she leans forward...
brushing her nipples over His lips
as she drops the veil over His manhood...


chuckling softly to herself as she sees the hungry eyes...
and then…
another imaginary tug of the chain
pulling her back to You again...
almost startled this time...
eyes meeting Yours
and looking at You with surprise
as You grab and shorten the chain…
forcing her to You...
Your free hand reaching up
and entwining into her silken hair...
pulling her roughly to You as You whisper...

"I think you're enjoying this far too much slut"...
and then
a soft chuckle as
You rip one of the veils from
her waist... a slender thigh now exposed...


lifting her arms over her head and swaying with
the music as she moves to the next One in the circle...
pointing her toes and running them up His thigh...
barely brushing against His crotch as
nimble fingers slip the veil off the
other hip... her eyes devouring
Him as the veil drops
over His head...
the enticing smell of
her perfume filling Him ...
twirling back to the centre of the circle...
grasping the chain between her breasts...
and then signalling You for more slack...
wrapping the chain around her breasts....
hips moving in deep gyrating motions as
she now has only two veils left...


feet moving in tiny steps around the circle...
her hand on her hips as they roll seductively…
and then
stopping in front of a Scout...
a teasing smile crossing her lips as
she gracefully drops to the sand...
breasts dangling invitingly as
she crawls like a she-larl
in heat at His feet...
long shimmering tresses
teasing over Him
and then
rising once again...
pulling the last veil around
her waist through her now wide spread legs...
rocking on it slowly... the scent of her sex lingering
on the veil as she rips it from her...
laughing teasingly as
she places the veil over His nose...
and then
the final tug on the chain
a hard jolting tug
dropping her to her knees...


her head down and looking up at You...
round firm ass high in the air as she crawls to You...
the only veil left the one covering her wetness...
growling softly as she approaches You
and then
rising to a kneel...
reaching out and caressing
Your crotch and then leaning back
on her heels... the Riders now standing
behind You to see the finale... the music now
slowing down as her arms reach out to You… a look
of sheer agonising want on her face as her fingertip trails
over her wetness... body shivering... raising her hips to You
in offering and then ripping the final veil from her... thighs slick
with sweet wetness... the sweet scent of her sex drifting up
to You as she cups her heat and rolls her head from side
to side... the chain pressing into her slit hard as You
shorten it... moaning softly and rocking into it...
the wetness now coating the chain as well...
hands trembling as she rises to her
knees again... eyes searching
Yours as she hands
You the last veil...
then…
lowering her breasts to
the ground and kissing each foot...
lifting Yours and placing it on her neck...
the ultimate symbol of her submission to You...
breathing heavy and ragged
as the music fades out...


-la kajira-




~~~~*~~
"To serve is beautiful, but only if it is done with joy and a whole heart and a free mind." - Pearl S Buck

L'esclave a sa vanité, il ne veut obéir qu'au plus grand des despotes. H. de Balzac
Post #983820 Back to top ▲
2/17/2013
  
elusive
D/s Event Organizer
D/s Event Organizer
elusive's performance



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5anLPw0Efmo

kneeling on the sand
dressed only in sheer veils...
lightly covered from head to foot...
a different colour veil covering each part of her curves...
the only thing visible her eyes and her smooth creamy skin
as the veils around her waist part enticingly to reveal slender thighs...
one by one the crowd increases around the dance pit…
each one visibly startled at the sight of her kneeling…
lowering her eyes as each One takes place...

catching the glances of the Masters
as Their eyes travel over her curvaceous body...
and then looking down at the shimmering sirik…
glancing up at Them through the curtain of her lashes
each time she feels the warmth of Their eyes on her...
her head resting on her thigh as the chain
trails between her ripe breasts...

and then finally…
with a tug of the chain
she stands gracefully…
the chain wrapped around her hand
she walks around the dance pit...
her whole body
exuding
the pride of being slave…
the happiness of being slave...
her craving to obey Your every command …
watching the eyebrows raise as she circles the pit...
and then the grins as They anticipate her performance…
the czehar and cymbals start a soft tune...


she nadu in the centre of the pit…
hymus steps in…
he unclasps the chain and removes it…
then fastens a different chain around her waist...
a little heavier in gauge...
but still lightweight enough to give her freedom of movement...


the music plays
soft and haunting...
then as the music seems to be
like a rush of wind sweeping through the
harriga she suddenly lifts her head and extends
her arms... leaning backward with her toes pointed into
the soft sand as she spins gracefully... the veils at
her waist whipping at her soft creamy skin...
and then entwining her arms in a
serpentine lock and weaving them
up and down her body...
the chain sliding
around
her waist yet
keeping it at the
perfect slack... then
lowering her head and

tugging at the veil wrapped
around her head... long shimmering
tresses cascading down over slender shoulders
and teasing hard little nipples behind the veil over her breasts...
lifting her arms to the back of her neck ... the music changing to a
medium tempo as she leans forward and swings her head from side to side...
feet planted wide and the cheeks of her firm little ass visible to the Oones behind her...
the swell of her breasts dangling invitingly to the Oones in front...
whipping her hair in circles around her and then standing...
rolling her belly seductively as her feet carry her
around the circle...
trailing the veil from
her hair over
the thighs,
chests,
and crotches
of the Masters before
finally placing behind
One's neck and pulling Him to her...
a teasing kiss through the veil
covering her mouth
as she spins
away from Him...


and then
an imaginary tug of the chain
almost pulling her back to You...
a teasing grin as she spins back to You...
the chain wrapping around her as she stands in
front of You... and then the soft tempo of drums...
long red nails contrasting against the white veil
as she slowly peels it back... the garnet of
her lips coming into view
as the back of her
hand now
covers
her eyes...
hips swaying
in wide circles as
she turns again and the chain
once again slackens...
looking around the circle of Masters...
throwing her head back and leaping high in the air...
the wetness on the veil covering her sex clearly visible...
finally giving a tug to the veil over her mouth...
stopping in front of another Rider...
her tongue sliding into His ear
as the veil slips into
His lap...


grinning wickedly...
eyes flashing with desire
as the drums begin to beat into tandem...
returning to the centre of the circle...
the kalika now joining in... the melody erratic and faster...
arching her foot and placing it on her thigh...
once again a fast spin...
long shapely leg slowly lowering as her hands cup her breasts...
thumbs grazing over the nipples making them stand straight out under the veil...
licking her lips softly and moaning as her hand trails down to her wetness
and then
back up and over her full breasts...
eyes almost glazed as she stops in front of the next One in the circle...
a quick flick of the wrist and the veil drops into her other hand...
caramel breasts with darker hardened nipples now revealed to all
as she turns slowly... cupping them...
offering them to each One
and then…
turning back to the One she had stopped in front of ...
looking down at His hardening member as she leans forward...
brushing her nipples over His lips
as she drops the veil over His manhood...


chuckling softly to herself as she sees the hungry eyes...
and then…
another imaginary tug of the chain
pulling her back to You again...
almost startled this time...
eyes meeting Yours
and looking at You with surprise
as You grab and shorten the chain…
forcing her to You...
Your free hand reaching up
and entwining into her silken hair...
pulling her roughly to You as You whisper...

"I think you're enjoying this far too much slut"...
and then
a soft chuckle as
You rip one of the veils from
her waist... a slender thigh now exposed...


lifting her arms over her head and swaying with
the music as she moves to the next One in the circle...
pointing her toes and running them up His thigh...
barely brushing against His crotch as
nimble fingers slip the veil off the
other hip... her eyes devouring
Him as the veil drops
over His head...
the enticing smell of
her perfume filling Him ...
twirling back to the centre of the circle...
grasping the chain between her breasts...
and then signalling You for more slack...
wrapping the chain around her breasts....
hips moving in deep gyrating motions as
she now has only two veils left...


feet moving in tiny steps around the circle...
her hand on her hips as they roll seductively…
and then
stopping in front of a Scout...
a teasing smile crossing her lips as
she gracefully drops to the sand...
breasts dangling invitingly as
she crawls like a she-larl
in heat at His feet...
long shimmering tresses
teasing over Him
and then
rising once again...
pulling the last veil around
her waist through her now wide spread legs...
rocking on it slowly... the scent of her sex lingering
on the veil as she rips it from her...
laughing teasingly as
she places the veil over His nose...
and then
the final tug on the chain
a hard jolting tug
dropping her to her knees...


her head down and looking up at You...
round firm ass high in the air as she crawls to You...
the only veil left the one covering her wetness...
growling softly as she approaches You
and then
rising to a kneel...
reaching out and caressing
Your crotch and then leaning back
on her heels... the Riders now standing
behind You to see the finale... the music now
slowing down as her arms reach out to You… a look
of sheer agonising want on her face as her fingertip trails
over her wetness... body shivering... raising her hips to You
in offering and then ripping the final veil from her... thighs slick
with sweet wetness... the sweet scent of her sex drifting up
to You as she cups her heat and rolls her head from side
to side... the chain pressing into her slit hard as You
shorten it... moaning softly and rocking into it...
the wetness now coating the chain as well...
hands trembling as she rises to her
knees again... eyes searching
Yours as she hands
You the last veil...
then…
lowering her breasts to
the ground and kissing each foot...
lifting Yours and placing it on her neck...
the ultimate symbol of her submission to You...
breathing heavy and ragged
as the music fades out...


-la kajira-




~~~~*~~
"To serve is beautiful, but only if it is done with joy and a whole heart and a free mind." - Pearl S Buck

L'esclave a sa vanité, il ne veut obéir qu'au plus grand des despotes. H. de Balzac
Post #983820
elusive
2/17/2013     
D/s Event Organizer
D/s Event Organizer
korey's performance



Shonsu{korey}:

*stands up out of My chair, takes My slave by her leash and leads her to the center of the room, pulling her up to her feet and kissing her lips softly, then pulling back a few inches and staring into her eyes as I unhook the leash*
show Me what you can do slave, please your Master with a dance.
*returns to My seat to watch, eyes fixed on her form*

{korey}Shonsu:

Proudly standing alone amid a circle of strangers, eyes closed, toes curling around the redish sand, feeling the grainy texture burn a deep longing in my soul.

Remembering...

I can see in my mind again the pitched dark tents, the hard light of the sun, a white haze reflecting on the sands, its heat beating hard upon man and beast alike. Nostrils flaring, I can smell and hear again the oh so familiar sounds and scents of my long lost clan: the clean sweat of the savage men, the enticing musk of the women, the pure joy of the laughter of children, the strong odours and snorts of the wild beasts. My heritage. My people.


Shonsu{korey}:

*sitting down and placing My chin on My knuckles, staring proudly at Mine*

Like distant thunder, the drums begin to roll, a deep steady low beat, their pulse flooding me like a tidal wave, reaching my most hidden core, rocking it, cradling it, firing a need that wont be denied.

Very slowly, lifting my arms, high over my head, dark brown veil envolving my naked body protectively, my hips begin to gyrate, gently, keeping time with the beat.

Of their own accord, my feet silently start beating the sand, lifting little puffs of red dust that cling to my legs, coating them.

Deaf and blind to my surroundings, only the drums reach me, as they increase their tempo, faster, louder, molten lava running through my veins, body swaying inside its cocoon, heavy full breasts with their dark engorged nipples a faint trembling shadow, the muted sparkle of amber in my belly button, the curve of my tum, dipping into the valley between my legs.


Shonsu{korey}:

*gaze intensifies as she dances, breath slowing to almost nothing as I feel her dance move through Me*

Suddenly, flinging my arms open wide, veil flying behind me like the wings of a kestrel, free and wild, taunt form revelead, muscles straining following the rythym reberberating through my body. A leg stretched out, drawing an imaginary circle around me, dipping low, a hunter’s pose. Slowly moving upwards, spinning, dragging it till it rests against its twin again.

Dark eyes growing sultry as my nails rake a path from my shoulder, over my left breast and nipple and ending at my right hip, four angry red lines marking their passing, one for each lost loved one, the pain a reminder of the void they left.

Head thrown backwards, supple body bending at the waist in an impossible arch, fingertips trailing over the sands like butterflies as the drumrolls start to fade, the thud of my heart booming loud in my ears, body throbbing with the pain and the extasy as I collapse in a heap, chest heaving, panting, drawing big gulps of air that sound very like sobs.
Spent, as the sandstorm rage spends itself in passing and is there no more, just a memory away.

Shonsu{korey}:

*groaning softly as she rakes her nails across her skin, the red lines drawing My gaze to them*

Slowly gathering myself up, I open my eyes, tall and proud amid a circle of strange eyes, seeking, serching, for that One skyblue gaze, holding it with my dark one, as I sink into a kneel at His feet, chocolate tresses clinging damply to my shoulders, bowing my head to Him.

Captured… and enslaved


Shonsu{korey}:

*kneeling down beside her, lifting her chin and softly kissing g her lips, looking deep into her eyes with a proud smile on My face as I reattach her leash*
I'm proud of you slave, that was beautiful
*slowly returning to My feet and gently pulling her back to My chair, sitting down and tugging the leash to guide her to My lap*


~~~~*~~
"To serve is beautiful, but only if it is done with joy and a whole heart and a free mind." - Pearl S Buck

L'esclave a sa vanité, il ne veut obéir qu'au plus grand des despotes. H. de Balzac
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2/17/2013
  
elusive
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korey's performance



Shonsu{korey}:

*stands up out of My chair, takes My slave by her leash and leads her to the center of the room, pulling her up to her feet and kissing her lips softly, then pulling back a few inches and staring into her eyes as I unhook the leash*
show Me what you can do slave, please your Master with a dance.
*returns to My seat to watch, eyes fixed on her form*

{korey}Shonsu:

Proudly standing alone amid a circle of strangers, eyes closed, toes curling around the redish sand, feeling the grainy texture burn a deep longing in my soul.

Remembering...

I can see in my mind again the pitched dark tents, the hard light of the sun, a white haze reflecting on the sands, its heat beating hard upon man and beast alike. Nostrils flaring, I can smell and hear again the oh so familiar sounds and scents of my long lost clan: the clean sweat of the savage men, the enticing musk of the women, the pure joy of the laughter of children, the strong odours and snorts of the wild beasts. My heritage. My people.


Shonsu{korey}:

*sitting down and placing My chin on My knuckles, staring proudly at Mine*

Like distant thunder, the drums begin to roll, a deep steady low beat, their pulse flooding me like a tidal wave, reaching my most hidden core, rocking it, cradling it, firing a need that wont be denied.

Very slowly, lifting my arms, high over my head, dark brown veil envolving my naked body protectively, my hips begin to gyrate, gently, keeping time with the beat.

Of their own accord, my feet silently start beating the sand, lifting little puffs of red dust that cling to my legs, coating them.

Deaf and blind to my surroundings, only the drums reach me, as they increase their tempo, faster, louder, molten lava running through my veins, body swaying inside its cocoon, heavy full breasts with their dark engorged nipples a faint trembling shadow, the muted sparkle of amber in my belly button, the curve of my tum, dipping into the valley between my legs.


Shonsu{korey}:

*gaze intensifies as she dances, breath slowing to almost nothing as I feel her dance move through Me*

Suddenly, flinging my arms open wide, veil flying behind me like the wings of a kestrel, free and wild, taunt form revelead, muscles straining following the rythym reberberating through my body. A leg stretched out, drawing an imaginary circle around me, dipping low, a hunter’s pose. Slowly moving upwards, spinning, dragging it till it rests against its twin again.

Dark eyes growing sultry as my nails rake a path from my shoulder, over my left breast and nipple and ending at my right hip, four angry red lines marking their passing, one for each lost loved one, the pain a reminder of the void they left.

Head thrown backwards, supple body bending at the waist in an impossible arch, fingertips trailing over the sands like butterflies as the drumrolls start to fade, the thud of my heart booming loud in my ears, body throbbing with the pain and the extasy as I collapse in a heap, chest heaving, panting, drawing big gulps of air that sound very like sobs.
Spent, as the sandstorm rage spends itself in passing and is there no more, just a memory away.

Shonsu{korey}:

*groaning softly as she rakes her nails across her skin, the red lines drawing My gaze to them*

Slowly gathering myself up, I open my eyes, tall and proud amid a circle of strange eyes, seeking, serching, for that One skyblue gaze, holding it with my dark one, as I sink into a kneel at His feet, chocolate tresses clinging damply to my shoulders, bowing my head to Him.

Captured… and enslaved


Shonsu{korey}:

*kneeling down beside her, lifting her chin and softly kissing g her lips, looking deep into her eyes with a proud smile on My face as I reattach her leash*
I'm proud of you slave, that was beautiful
*slowly returning to My feet and gently pulling her back to My chair, sitting down and tugging the leash to guide her to My lap*


~~~~*~~
"To serve is beautiful, but only if it is done with joy and a whole heart and a free mind." - Pearl S Buck

L'esclave a sa vanité, il ne veut obéir qu'au plus grand des despotes. H. de Balzac
Post #983825
Cat~
2/17/2013     
Member
elusive thank you for hosting an amazing event. Thank you also for sharing your lovely dance and getting the night started off.

snowy thank you for being brave and sharing your dance as well, it was beautiful and exciting to watch.

korey your dance was stunning, truly made me go wow. Shonsu thank You for letting her share it with us.
Post #983831 Back to top ▲
2/17/2013
  
Cat~
Member
elusive thank you for hosting an amazing event. Thank you also for sharing your lovely dance and getting the night started off.

snowy thank you for being brave and sharing your dance as well, it was beautiful and exciting to watch.

korey your dance was stunning, truly made me go wow. Shonsu thank You for letting her share it with us.
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