Fri Jul 7 9:44:14 2000
blu~pearl{Necro}:
~raising from the furs, she speaks~
her Master had some important rt business that Wwe almost forgot about *biting her lip impishly*....the girl wrote the dance for Him, but wil have to perform it by herself....she hopes Y/you can bare with her and lent some more of Yyour imagination ~warm smile.....she leaves to prepare~Fri Jul 7 9:47:27 2000
blu~pearl{Necro}:
...A hush overcomes the C/crowd as the lamps slowly dim, setting a very intimate and peaceful ambiance...crawling throug the wide opened windows, a warm breeze dances through the Ppatrons kneeling in the comfort of furs...teasing Masters' hair, chilling the heated kajirae...finally swirling around a stending silhouette hidden in the ill-lighted corner of the Inn... ...like a proud peacock, the slave takes long steps, letting the sleen red velvet cape drag behind her...her large curls now held up by a single silver pin, reveal the long milky neck captured by a beautifully crafted ko-lar of Master Necromius....her long raven lashes kiss the ivory cheeks as she keeps her eyes respectfully lowered...Fri Jul 7 9:49:45 2000
blu~pearl{Necro}:
...the mystery finally stands before Him...Him Who owns her life, her being...and with her left hand, blu undoes the gold buckle that held the cape together...as though in slow motion, the cape falls, revealing her nude body...the soft dim light tenderly kissing her skin as she is being revealed...the tight coral peaks of her rouded purky breasts....the dips and curves of her slavebelly...the lenght of her smooth shiney legs...now she stands bare before Him, wearing but a saphire belly chain and a gold bell ankle bracelet, feeling E/everyone's stare...she keeps her arms hidden behind her lean back, a mischevious smile betraying she has a secret...Fri Jul 7 9:52:46 2000
blu~pearl{Necro}:
... the angelic melody of Carribean Blue fills the room as the musicians play their fluts, tap their golden bells and tease the silver hairs of a harph, ....she begins her enchantment...the precious stones heavily weighing over her wide hips, sinking down to her cleanshaven slavesex...the soft light glittering over the soft surface of the deep blue gem as she raises her left hip, letting it drop as the right one comes up...flowingly mesmorizing His glance, her torso keeping still while her rask swings to the melody, taking precise steps with her left foot, the gingle of bellflowers around her ankle adding to the song, she twists her hips and turns a circle...bringing her hands from behind to the front in a ost-like motions, she carefully holds the secret in her palm, the softness of the light shedding only a suggestion over the form....holding it up as though the most sacred of objects...moving in the exotic middle-eastern fashion of the enchanting bellydancers...the gembelt adding glamour to her nakedness....Fri Jul 7 9:55:04 2000
blu~pearl{Necro}:
....drip....drip...drip.....an ice crystal melting from the heat of her embrace, the cold dropplets running down her arms, trickling down her cleavage and finally falling from the rock of a nipple, staining the soft skin of her feet, the chill panatrating through her soul...the slave blu looks deep into her Master's eyes, trusting Him, knowing His strenght, knowing Him and His desires...a loving smile kisses her coloured lips as she nears Him and takes His hand into her cold one, leaning to kiss His lips..her heart racing....she places the soulful icecube into His palm and quickly retrives...Fri Jul 7 9:56:29 2000
blu~pearl{Necro}:
....trusing Him with her icecube..the safety of her life itself...blu is sudenly overcomed by a strong emotion...joy, happiness...cheer now residing in her heart, she twirls away from Him, the rytmical spell of her ankle bracelet pounding as the slave becomes liberated in her captiveness..having giving Him all that she is, trusting Him with keeping her safe and letting her achieve what she's been born for ..to serve Him, please Him, love Him and praise Him for what He is and what He means to the girl, she twirls and dances between the furs, between the Patrons..as though she was a fantasitc fairy dancing over the surface of a calm lake...coming before Master Bloodstar, her fingertips brushing over His shoulder, she smiles at Him and dropping to all fours, blu looks at her Master, the icecube nearly melted...Fri Jul 7 9:58:40 2000
blu~pearl{Necro}:
...crawling towards Master Necomius...her breathing now heavy, her body covered with sweat, the dimmed light dancing over her curves, she grins and sits across His lap for an ihn, brushing her fingertip over His chest..startling Him, she quickly reaches for the silver pin holding her rich curls inplace...ripping it out, she sends a new aroma free...a scent of sweet orchids fills the air...lazily pushing Him away from her, she slides off of His lap and looks at the little that is left of the icecube...a flirtatious smile beams from her heated body as she notices how easily He melted the cube, knowing how easily He melts her...Fri Jul 7 10:00:47 2000
blu~pearl{Necro}:
....kneeling before Him, her naked slaveflesh crawling with delight, the scent of her pleasure but a hint...she slides her thighs apart, resting her firm rask on the soles of her feet as she nestles in, thrusting her navel to the almost dying rythms of the melody, arching her back, she leans forward and nastles her head bewteen His strong thighs, smiling up at Him devilishly, she sticks out her pink tongue and licks out the water, drinking form His hand...she takes the ice into her mouth and sits back....letting it drop from her tongue onto her hand, she slides the cube over her nipples....turning to face away from Him, she places the ice over her shoulder...and slowly assuming the "Slaver's kiss" possition, she arches her rask high in the air, the icecube gliding over her velvet skin, and stops in the small of her back...and now He can see that the icecube was only a shell for a piece of larma fruit... ...speaking all her desires in one gesture....from having entrusted Him with her life..entrusted Him with the icecube.....to the joy He has brought this girl by enslaving her....to the true nature of her being..the piece of larma fruit...she finally lowers to perfect the kneel, her thighs spread widely before Him, she presses her left cheek to the floor between her arms...feeling the cold fruit resting on her rask, the juices tickling her garden....she rests there as her dance comes to an end....
