Master, may I have your permission to use your whip to do this special dance for you?
"Yes, soft you may." He removes the whip from his side and places it into her small, tender outstretched hands.
"This one thanks you Master" She offers him her most radiant smile as she moves and, before him falls gracefully to her knees. Her back straight and arching causes her full breasts to jut forward and her thighs part, offering him a glimpse of the treasure that is his alone. She leans her head forward to take the whip between her teeth, her beautiful red lips curling their smile around it.
Backing away from him on her knees as she moves to the centre of the room...she takes the whip into her hand and tests its strength.....CCCCCRRRRAAAAACCCCCKCKKKKKK a small smile comes to her lips as she replaces the whip between her teeth and rising gracefully from her knees her hands gently caress her smooth belly as she feels a heat begin to warm her body...and the music begins to play and call to her...from deep within her soul and her heat....
She raises in one graceful motion to her feet...her legs wide-spread...a wildness in her deep brown eyes as she looks to her Master Toran Dark...her hand moving to the single clasp of her silks and releases it...
Silks slide down her body and float over her round full breasts, revealing soft pink nipples...down her flat belly and over the sweet mound of her woman's heat...the strip of dark hair reflecting the light from the fire as the silks fall finally to the ground in a soft pool...baring herself before him she turns once for his approval and inspection of her naked form....and bows gracefully before him as she begins to dance for his pleasure...
Her body burns with an inner fire as her hands slide over her body...stroking...caressing the fine downy like hair shielding her heat...her hips starting to sway and move...her hands moving across her belly and to her breasts as her thumbs flick over her nipples...making them swell in desire as her body sways and responds to the rhythm of the dance...
Her hand takes the whip from her mouth...she lovingly caresses the hand-woven grip...flicks her tongue across the deep blood red ruby embedded in the end...then slowly draws the worn leather whip over her body quivering as she feels the rough leather caressing her sweet skin..her eyes blazing with anticipation and the music commands her to move...
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The whip whistles through the air...her back arching in response to its lightening touch as if in pain….the fire of the whip burning through her body...her heat throbbing...her deep brown eyes glowing with anticipation as she dances before him...
The touch of the whip sends her dancing around the room in a frenzy of passion and desire...the whip circling her body...her body trembling with desire at the dread of the whip's kiss...her long brown hair flying out around her as her body twists and turns in a love/hate dance with the whip....
Her delicate feet carrying her across the cold hard stone floor to her Master Toran Dark...she dances in front of him in complete abandon...her naked breasts reflecting the light from the fire...her hips beckoning to him as they roll from side to side, her thighs wet with her juices, her hair flying wildly around her...
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Again and again the whip lashes out and she cries out in ecstasy and pain as her body shudders as she draws the handle over her breasts....circling them...playing over her nipples...her body trembling in desire...her breasts rising and falling to meet the whip's handle as her breath quickens...as she submits herself to the dance and the whip...
Slowly she draws the handle down her belly, caressing, stroking...and then between her creamy thighs, forcing her legs apart as the whip's handle slides over her heat and she moans in desire...as she gives herself over totally to her rising passion and the music pulsating through her soul...her hips starting to writhe as she rides the handle in complete abandon...
She feels her juices coating the whip's handle, running down her thighs as her body twists and turns...her heat taking her over...and she knows she craves the whip now...needing it... wanting to feel its burning caress against her sweet skin...much like the touch of his lips upon her....CCCCCRRRRAAAAACCCCCKCKKKKKK it whistles through the air once more....
As she pulls the handle from between her legs and brings it to her full red lips, her tongue eagerly licking her juices, then she draws the whip across her body, trembling, moaning at its touch...looking to her Master her eyes begging him for release from her passions....waiting desperately for his answer to her silent plea...
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Once more she falls to her knees in complete submission to the whip, a faint golden sheen of sweat coating her body, making it glisten under the light cast upon the room from the fire that burns as bright and hot as her passions for the whip and her Master Toran Dark...as she dances before Him on her knees....
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She falls to her back...her body writhing on the ground...her thighs spreading...her throbbing woman's heat revealed, wet with her juices...her hips moving with complete abandon...calling to him with her eyes she begs again for release from her passions and sees his look commanding her to continue her dance for his pleasure....
She draws the whip up the length of her body, letting it play between her legs...trace over her heat...across her belly and around her breasts so swollen now with desire...her nipples hard and erect...she quivers at the touch of the whip as the music calls to her and raises her passions higher...
Placing her feet flat on the ground she raises her hips.... beckoning to the whip...pleading for its touch...desperate in her need from release from her passions...her hands squeezing her breasts, thumbs rolling over her nipples, her moans fill the room as she begins a slow passionate lovemaking with the whip...the rhythm of the music guiding her...
She tosses the whip away from her, her body screaming NOOOOOOOOO as she rolls to her belly and pulls her body along the floor towards it, her heat dripping its nectar down her legs as she struggles to regain the whip - her treasure....her body crying out in need...she knows she must taste the pain to feel the ultimate pleasure...
Her shaking hand closes around the whip's handle....her breathing coming in fast gulps of air as she moves...in complete surrender to it...and she takes it lovingly, desperately into her hand...lowering her eyes as she feels the deep blue gaze of her Master burning through her and raising her passions high....
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Again the whip whistles through the air...sending her back arching to meet the leather...her ass raised...she cries out for its touch upon her wanton body...quivering in her yearning for the whip and her desire for his control and his touch...her dance taking control of her body responds only to the music and the commanding gaze of her Master Toran Dark....
CCCCCRRRRAAAAACCCCCKCKKKKKK the whip pulls her away and as if it was He who commanded it she must follow...her body dancing with a wildness, twisting, gyrating before her Master...her thighs completely coated with her juices as they pour forth from her woman's heat, sweat glistening upon her skin like the kiss of fresh rain on her naked form....
Once again the whip brings her to her Master...forcing her to her knees at His feet...her body fighting for breath as the whip tightens around her aching body...she spreads her thighs wide for him...showing him the heat that burns between them...that which is his by right...her back arches and her breasts come forward for him...heaving as she struggles to breathe....as the music within her blood begins to fade away....
She slowly unwinds the whip from around her...lovingly kisses the handle...then holding it high over her head in offering... she lowers her eyes out of respect for him….her body slowly gaining composure once again...she still trembles in her need where she has fallen to her knees before her Master, Toran Dark....as she whispers "Master, this one hopes she has pleased you this night."
He smiles as she rests quietly before Him..."you have pleased me with your dance, thank you...rise now."
