The Tease
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her slight weight balanced on one foot
the other leaning against the delicate curve of her ankle
allowing her leg, knee bent slightly, to curve up to a turned out hip
a cloak, tied at the throat, draped behind shoulders
arms extended outward, carry the weight of a young hith upon them
curled around her body, wrapping itself about her waist
down the thigh of the sensually bent leg
her breath, held, cautious of the creatures every subtle movement
she waits for the music to fill her being from within
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ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø with agonizing slowness, her body begins to writhe
like the hith about her lithe form, she moves with predatory stealth
hunger, reflecting in her eyes, she gazes from one Man to Another
the hith, snaking its way from her body
she steps onto the first stair, descending the dais
bare feet sweeping across the floor
her body, swaying to the needful rhythm created in her mind
pausing as she encounters Master XXX, she reaches out with one hand
hips continually circling, caressing His face with the tips of her fingers
leaning forward, her breath hot against His cheek
touching pursed full lips to His face, leaving behind a simple kiss
one that speaks loudly of her need to be used, as slave
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ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø lifting her gaze, she searches the Room warily
the line of her lips curving up happily as she spies her Master
approaching Him, her every step in time to the music of her mind
reaching up, she unties the cloak from about her shoulders
letting it fall to the floor, making a slight jump
standing on the low table before Him, caressing the flat of her belly
sliding her palms up and over the swell of full breasts
hips writhing in a needful frenzy before Him
running fingers through the wildly moving mane of dark auburn tresses
with great suddenness, her entire body comes to a halt
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ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø meeting His eyes with her own, she crouches down
wrapping the fingers of one hand around the bottle of paga from His table
lifting it, pushing up with the mere strength of her thighs, standing
taking a single step toward Him upon the low table
she lifts her left foot, caressing His jawline with the tips of her toes
all that she is, exposed, her excitement evident at a glance
touching her toes to His lip, drawing His mouth open
slipping her toes within the warmth of His mouth
she opens the bottle of ale with a quick pop of the cork
tossing the cork aside, she looks down to Him, and winks
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ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø balancing precariously, she touches the bottles lip to her knee
tipping it slowly, the beverage flowing smoothly down her calf
trickling down the flesh of her foot and into His mouth
righting the bottle to allow Him to swallow
flipping hair back over the curve of her shoulder
spinning about once, dropping her behind to the table top with a gentle thump
wrapping her legs about Him, she pulls herself loosely to His body
touching the bottle to His lips, she lifts His hand to grasp it
without warning, she does a backward somersault
which ends with her standing on the opposite side of the table from Him
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ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø in an instant, she turns the bare flesh of her back to Him
eyes reflecting the burning need deep within as her body sways rhythmically
she steps to her left, one beat at a time, to stand before Master WWW
spinning wildly to face Him, hips writhing ever closer, until
barely two hort from His face, the flat of her belly rolls before Him
with a quick deep breath, she rotates away from Him
pausing her feets movement before Master YYY, her behind shaking wildly before Him
tempting fate, she moves off again, circling the room
arms reaching out, visually begging Each for His attention, affection
completing the circle, again before her Master, a frenzied expression on her face
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ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø.ø¤º°'°º¤ø with hith-like, calculated movements, she crouches before Him
hips swaying in a subtle manner, fingertips barely grazing the floor
moving forward to press her palms to His ankles, gripping them fiercely
gazing up at Him, a smoldering look pleads, begs a mere touch from Him
a tear forming, needful, she dips her head to touch the floor before Him
legs slipping from under her, straightening, ankles crossing, wanting
body pressing to the chilly hardness of the tur wood beneath her
motionless, she remains, hoping silently, breathing heavily
exhausted, yet her body tingles with the excitement of having danced for Aall
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