Group dance
This dance was an improvised dance at the June festival
silken pleasure {KUURUS}
silks to begin slowly...ever so slow .. hips sway gently at first....her hands
slide along her taut belly...her ebony eyes seer into Yours Master Xertog....
as hips roll along to soft eerie music.....her mouth parts......she leans back a
bit....arching her back....tresses tickling the cheeks of a finely shaped arse.....tits
peek high into the air.....arms snake through the sounds of the tabla....
wristlets trickle down her arms...the tinkling sounds mesmerizing....her womanly
hips sway with ease....her sun*kissed legs part....she steadies herself.....her
torso twists to the calling of the sounds......she closes her eyes....imagines
her Master towering above her with lust in His eyes....she reaches for Master
with coiling arms.....with a loud crash of cymbals her hips thrust forward....
roni{GS}
~her hips rolling in circles seductively as if they were begging for His strong
touch, her soft thin silks clinging to her frame, her arms lifted up as if they
have strings attached to them she reaches to one side then the other side, her
head sways rhythm with her arms, her blue eyes fill with tears of joy having
been claimed. her slender arms raise above her head, her legs together she
reaches up as if she was trying to grab something from the air above her, her
hips seductively swaying with each bend of her knee, movement she makes she
feels her slave heat of passion beginning to grow deep within her~
dove{GS}
the slaves feet hit the sand..instantly she feels the flame in her ignite the
passion inside...the music...enrapturing her...twisting her frame..arching it
outward..she presses soft mounds outward as her hips begin to thrust..and
retract...back and forth...left and right soft sway to her slender hips...her
longing gaze to Master with His thick muscles near...wishing they would graps
her blonde locks and finish her need~
rolls her hips as the soft flesh of her thighs begin to open offering the
slave's passage to her heart~
samira{GS}
~slender fingers snaking along thighs as the girl melts to her knees, thighs
softly kissing, hands pressing firmly against burning belly as hips lifted
slowly, rocking lifting in offering, begging a Masters touch, rolling to her
belly arching her back deeply she lifted to her knees, hands reaching for
Master, pools of blue pleading, begging as she crawled slowly towards Him~
rolling to her back clawing at thighs and belly as the need burned
uncontrollably within the beast, tears flowing down her cheeks, rocking from
side to side~
segen~{All}
~upon her hands and knees, the girl reaches out. Crawling toward Him, unable to
help herself. Sand now sticking to her body, shimmering in the lamp light of the
tavern. Red curls drag in the said, her feet leaving a trail behind her. she
moves from her hands and knees onto her belly. Inch by inch the slut crawls
forward, each movement crying out who and what she is, a beast. Clawing her way
through the sand, the grains move between her fingers. A sob catches in her
throat as a sea of green looks up to Him. her heart pounds within her chest, her
body aches with want at each movement forward. Slithering along the sand, the
girl cries out her want, as she looks up to Him with eyes that plead. Trembling,
she backs, the need so heavy within her, she begins to shake with fear. Hands
grab at her collar, pulling almost angrily, the draw He has upon her enough to
make her loose her breath, as she looks up and drowns in His gaze~
valmir {GS}O
moving nervioosly to the sand pit hearing the beat of distant music valmir
begins to move surprisingly gracefully for a big man around the sand pit
his hips moving to the sound he hears his feet buried deep in the sand
sweat now beating on his forehead as he moves around the sand pit to the music
his thighs rippling
wiping his forehead with the back of his hand and moving back to the furs and
kneels
amira
harsh granules teased the sluts flesh thighs splayed wide she drew her fingers
along her thighs, heat shattered eyes flashed in a sultry gaze as they lifted
haughtily towards the Man before her, fingers drew along her belly the camisk
following then drifted along the generous curves of her breasts........ offering
teasing almost daring Him to capture the beast within...... her taunts, calling
out the half moan lifting from deep with in her heart. as tears began to fall,
she moved closer near enough He could feel the heat shimmering off wanton
flesh...... her abandon wild her need her ache to be truly and deeply touched
apparent in the depths of sultry eyes........... she reached out as if to touch
her fingers falling just short of His flesh
Ruilans_ariel}
*head in the sand, the slaves behind me, a deep breath, heart pounds, head jerks
up, rising, she twirls, a wild cry as she moves to each Master in the room, a
touch here, a kiss there, blue eyes needy, projecting the need and desire of
each slave in this combined dance, a gentle touch to the Mistresses, for They
are a part of this whole as well, what makes Gor unique, the need that burns in
each slave similar, yet so very different. Blue eyes flash, her lips and fingers
boldly moving over each Master in turn.
Master Xertog
Master Sandman
Master Kringe
Master DarkWolf
Master Jake
Master Mordecai
Each lovely Mistress, so special and vital.
*she flips once in the sand, spinning around the group of slaves, the totality
of Gor, one cartwheel finds herself at the feet of Master Loki, the Master who
started this collective dance, her lips brush His knees and she murmurs*
la kajari.
