on the Earthen Date of
Friday, August 31, 2001
~~the first beat of the drum pounds into the air. commanding a girl into motion. she responsed immediately..without protest or question. as though it were the voice of a Master. her svelt body writhes sensually to the beat of the music. her slender arms raise above her head. swaying gently like tall blades of grass in the Turian plane being caressed by the wind. she rocks slowly back and forth. rising sinuously before the pole. she turns and spins gracefully around the pole. her feet slipping tenderly over the golden grains of sand beneath her. her soft hands brush enticingly against the pole. hoping to entice this Master, yet keeping something hidden deep within. a pain jolts through every fiber of her being. the ache that comes from a neglected and oppressed slave belly, shrieking to be acknowledged~~
~~she runs her fingers through her long satiny raven mane. lifting the inky black locks to the crown of her head them allowing them to tumble pleasantly to the elegant small of her back. she arches her back in deeply. full breasts thrust out toward the pole, just a tiny distance away from it. her nipples grow turgid at the nearness of the cool pole. betraying her stoic presentation. she displays her physical attributes before the Master. not yet realizing that, that is not, and never will be enough for a Gorean Man. she whirls in dizzying spirals. battling with the emotions of passion, fear, bliss, vulnerabilty that are brimming beneath the surface~~
~~the beat of the kaska grows harsh and cold....loud and infuriated. a girl trembles visibly before the Master. sensing his displeasure in her. she moves her lush, feminine body more slowly, and sensuously. attempting to appease the Master with more pleasant movements. she struggles with the feelings within her soul. pushing them deep within to keep them hidden....fearing them and what they do to a girl. she spins swift circles about the pole. her dark eyes spark and gleam with an air of mystery. a sudden, bold, clash of cymbols harkens further displeasure from the Master. she whimpers in fear...the music grows feverish. her trembling body snaps and undulates as though being whipped. she cries out for mercy and forgiveness. her soft voice begging pitiously over the lacerating crashes of the cymbols~~
~~she twirls quickly about the pole. her dark eyes pleading with the Master. the cymbols clash and bang. her small bare feet dart and flit through the sand. as though she were frantically trying to escape the whip and the Master. the golden sand flies about her slender ankles. the sheer terror building within her rapidly beating heart. fearing the Master and how he makes her feel. fearing the whip and the fact that she knows she deserves it. she moans needfully as she dances sinuously in the soft sand. tiny spirals left behind in her languid wake. a silent testament to the fact that she can not escape nor can she ever. no matter how hard she tries, the Master, and her true nature will always find her. her belly tugs as the music peaks. she sways gently back to the Master.~~
~~her fingers trace lightly up and down the pole. she diligently attempts once more to entice the Master. her voloptuous hips sway hypnotically in sensuous circles. her exposed, lush, body normally of ivory hue now flushed bright crimson with her efforts and her struggle. her small hands run slowly over her curvaceous body....trying to draw the Master's eyes to her. the drum beats slowly with her willowy motions. her full breasts rise and fall with her labored breaths. her mind races as she fumbles to unconver the reason she so desperately tries to please this Master. the flames within her belly are stoked. she throws her head back. a sultry moan passes through quivering, rosy lips. slender arms drape gently about the cold pole causing a girl to quake visibly in her need. a small trembling hand wraps tightly around the pole. kicking up a shapely leg she drapes it tantalizingly about it. her entire form ripples softly like the waves of the Thassa~~
~~her eyes flash with the sudden realization of her true nature. she dances rapidly upon nimble bare feet. the once dwindling fires within a girl exploding into a raging inferno. the fire courses through her veins and permeates through every pore of her Owned body. her arms sway languidly about her billowing form. she ceases her struggle...knowing it is futile. all the emotions of fear, sadness, vulnerability, shame, pride, love, hate, passion, and bliss overtake her. she pirouettes gracefully upon her left foot. feeling as though she has been reborn. knowing that she is a slave in all ways and in all things. her only purpose is to obey. her only need is to please. in spite of the confusion she feels a feeling of serenity washes over her and soothes her troubled soul. a peaceful smile tugs at the corners of her luscious lips, having never felt so alive~~
~~she steps confidently to the Master. her lush feminine curves displayed beautifully for the Master's eyes. she smooths her hands over her her inviting, supple breasts. feeling her pulse race watonly in her passionate need. slowly they move down to her slave belly. her need to serve and to please burning brightly like a beacon in the night. she undulates with serpentine grace. she falls into the most natural position of a slave. on her knees at a Man's feet. her creamy thighs spready achingly wide. displaying all that she is for him to appraise and use. her back curves to offer full breasts within his reach. her tender hands fall softly upon her thighs. her palms facing up. a wordless expression of her desperate need to serve and please the Master. her shimmering dark eyes lower in deep and utter submission. the pride she feels in her place in this world of Men evident upon her peaceful face. her body quavering, feeling so small and vulnerable before the Master, yet so natural. her left arm extends above her head and her small hands cups the air as though offering a larma to the Master. she lowers her head gently in supplication. her ragged breaths all that is heard as the last note of music dies out in the air~~
