aureaslave>
dropping to wide set knees she listens to the beginning of the music, her plush
body swaying in the flickering light of the hearth with the rhythm, long ringlets
flowing about her head as she rocks and moves her head back and forth, the
melody filling her body as the music fills her ears and flows through her, the
fire in her belly growing brighter and brighter with each passing ihn
aureaslave>
delicate, soft hands find her pale, doughy thighs and begin to travel up her
body, emerald eyes burning with the desire to please all who watch, her body
aching to feel her Master's touch...buttery silks ride up as her hands move
over them, revealing in the light her heavy, dimpled, ivory legs, a glimpse of
her desire showing briefly
aureaslave>
her body rocking with the steady beat, she drops onto all fours and crawls
slyly to Master Arktos, moving her haunches like a
she-larl, silks hugging her body tightly with each
forward hort...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, taut nipples displayed beneath her silks...her body writhes on the
floor at His feet, hands dancing across her slave body, her head tossing with
the beat of the music that enters her ears and moves through her heart
aureaslave>
a soft moan escapes her lips as her hands rub across her heat for an ihn as they continue to travel up her belly and as they do,
she brings her torso forward, rising up towards Him, her head being last to
leave the ground, long ringlets brushing across the ground until it teases the
small of her back
aureaslave>
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...emerald
eyes fix for a moment upon His face, longing to see a sign that she is pleasing
Him before they are just 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
aureaslave>
she flips again to all fours and turns away from Him, her round ass high in the
air, creamy thighs spread, generous 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 ass resting between
her legs, heels touching her sides
aureaslave>
her head sways on the ground with the music and as the tempo increases, her
hands once again find her tresses, running through them then back to her body,
exploring every last bit of her being, needing to know that He wants her,
begging to feel Her Master’s touch on the ivory flesh
aureaslave>
as she feels the music begin to climax, she pulls her body up, her head just
reaching Master Arktos’s belt line as she sways with
the music, wild ringlets flowing about her head, sweat glittering her body like
stars in the night
aureaslave>
freely her hands explore her body as she tries to show Him how desirable she
is, the silkiness of her thighs, the heat of the fold of her belly, softness of
the ample peaks that come from her body, kissable pert nipples...again she
moans as the music beat accelerates, her hands leaving no part of her body
unexplored
aureaslave>
her body rocks back and forth with the music, lavish ass 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 Her Master
filling her and consuming her slave flesh as her eyes close an she enters the
world only slaves know
aureaslave>
knowing the music is at its climax, the need to please never having been so
strongly burning within her, she rocks her body, head swaying in the beat,
hands running all over, across the silks that cover her painfully hard nipples,
across her round stomach and over the silks that cover her soft slave heat
aureaslave>
she drops back down, her back resting on the floor, head still moving with the
music and pulls herself back up quickly as the music stops just as suddenly as
it started...she falls forward at Master Arktos’s
feet, her body spent and burning with the desire to please, heart still
remembering the beat of the music as she still sways her head softly in time,
aureaslave> ample breasts heaving as she
breathes, brilliant emerald eyes burning with want and need.
aureaslave> laying there, the words, spoken in a
whisper: “la kajira!”
© March, 2010