~Dance of Denial~ as performed by ra'naa{WS}FG for the Sardar Fair Competition © July, 1998, All Rights Reserved, ra'naa{WS}FG now known as, le~ala{Damian}FG         ~nervously stepping into the Great Room, after having prepared herself for her first dance...pausing in the open doorway as the three moons of Gor shine brightly behind her, silhouetting her curves~ ~her heart beating ferociously as she looks around the room at A/all W/who have gathered to watch the competition~ her waist length dark brown hair hangs in wet tendrils down her back, and over her shoulders, covering her breasts as they heave with each calming breath she takes~ ~standing tall, she bends her left knee and turns her hip slightly, as she looks teasingly into her Masters eyes from afar~ ~her silks becoming more sheer as the water from her hair soaks into them~ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ~rolling first her left shoulder, then her right as the music in her mind begins...slipping into the dance... she lifts her left foot, and takes a single step toward Him~ ~stopping, she sways her hips slowly back and forth, never loosing eye contact with Him as she lifts her hands to her face, her fingers meeting in the center of her forehead~ ~slowly pulling them apart as she follows the contours of her eyes, then down her cheeks, and finally to her lips...her hips continuing their sway all the while~ ~her lips part as the middle finger of her right hand traces the smooth line of their fullness, her tongue snaking out to grab her finger, pulling it all the way into her mouth~ ~she sucks on her finger as she s-l-o-w-l-y pulls it from her mouths grasp, her eyes reflecting her desire for Him as her wet finger trails down to His ko-lar wrapped about her neck~ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ~suddenly flinging her arms out at shoulder height...she spins three times as the beating drums in her mind pound wildly...her silks fanning out from her body almost revealing to A/all what He owns~ ~then stopping as the silks fall back down around her, recovering her every curve...having only advanced about two steps closer to her Master, a teasing smile curves her lips as she regains eye contact with Him~ ~her hips resuming their undulating as she bends her knees slightly with each of their movements~ ~bringing her hands back to her shoulders, she traces her silks down to her full breasts, running slow circles around each nipple over the wet fabric, wanting to cup each breast with her hands, but denying herself that pleasure...dropping her head back as an almost audible moan escapes her lips~ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~lifting her head back up, finding His eyes with hers...she falls to closed knees...as her hands slide down her belly, smoothing her sheer silks~ ~tucking the wet material between her thighs as she slips both hands to her inner knees...she begins to part them, stops, and licks her lips wantonly as she winks to her Master~ ~then parting her thighs wide in one sudden movement...trailing her fingers back up her thighs, ever so lightly over the silks...knowing None can see His treasure, as the material hangs safely between her them~ ~lifting her behind from her ankles and setting back down, she leans back on her hands, letting her head fall to one shoulder...keeping her eyes locked with His, she continues moving her backside up and down, almost begging Him to take her with her eyes~ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ~swinging her arms around to her front, she places them before her knees...moving into a crawl, rolling each shoulder opposite her hips as she closes in on her desired destination... dramatically arching her back with each larl-like step, lowering her head to nearly touch the floor, then flipping her long hair back over her shoulders~ ~stopping as her hands reach her Masters boot, leaning down to place a single kiss to His toe...pushing her behind back to rest on her ankles...then quickly spinning around to face A/all in the Great Room~ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ~with a sassy little smile, she tucks her silks between her knees as she parts her thighs widely...placing her palms to the floor between her knees, she slides them forward as far as she can reach, thrusting her behind up in the air for His viewing pleasure~ ~centering her left hand, she lifts her knees from the floor, straightening her legs and slides her feet further apart...silks slipping to her shoulders, baring her back, her hair brushing the floor beneath her~ ~reaching between her thighs with her right hand, sliding it up to her ass cheeks...slapping first one, then the other cheek, then separating her fingers, placing her index finger to one side, and her ring finger to the other...her middle finger lightly grazing her slave sex as her fingers trace her treasure from her backside to her slave belly as it flutters with a burning desire to please Him~ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ~suddenly dropping her behind as she bends her knees, pushing off her hands, and flipping her hair back over her shoulders..."accidentally" showering Him with little droplets of water from her hair...she spins around to face her Master, her face flush with desire and drops to her knees in a single fluid movement~ ~forcing her knees closed with her hands, and sliding them open as she begins to roll her head from side to side...her hands sliding up and down her thighs as they open and close in time with the arching of her back, and the lifting of her hips~ ~her whole body moving, yet she not allowing herself to touch...meeting her Masters eyes with hers that are filled with the lust she feels for Him...reaching out a hand to touch Him, and quickly drawing back...denying herself yet again~ her wet silks clinging tightly to hard nipples that rise and fall with each breath she takes~ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ suddenly jumping to her feet as her passion nearly consumes her...her hands freely roaming her silk covered body, like a girl having drunk too much breeding wine, wanting, needing to feel a touch, His touch~ ~refusing to continue to allow herself even the pleasure of her own touch, her arms drop to her sides as she begins to spin her body, her eyes closing, the silks fanning out as she makes tiny circles where she is before Him~ ~her dizziness nearly intolerable as she falls to her belly, legs out straight behind her, ankles crossed...she pushes up on her hands, arching her back, as she clearly displays her breasts for Him throught the wet silk, her desire for Him only heightened as her head seems to still spin~ ~looking up to Him as her hips slowly writhe against the floor, then bending down, she kisses His boot, meets His gaze again, and whispers between breaths~ For You, Master...