Bria was taken along to see her sissy (luscious) dance at luscious' dance class. so Bria went, and took some photos as well. yay luscious! congrats on dancing tonight!
Fire Child, Dance of the untrained slave
written by:
Luscious
Song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LzJE6DPfTI0
Fire Child, Dance of the untrained slave
written by:
Luscious would like to dedicate this her very first dance to her Master & Mistress. For giving luscious the gift of freedom through servitude and the strength to be herself. Thank you both for lighting the fire within the belly of this wild slave girl. Thank you My Master and Mistress. For my collar, for your love and for the gift of allowing your girl to dance before you and all her friends this day.
Slave bells about thick ankles, chime with each soft, deliberate step as padded balls of callus feet parade proudly, elegantly, sensuously...in a way that only a kajira can. A true desire..to be pleasing to her Master and Mistress. To show her worth. "A girl must dance, it is the nature of the beast." Looking about the crowd her heart races in fear. What if she stumbles, or forgets. What if they laugh, or say the girl is not graceful. Worse possible thought....what if my Master and Mistress find me unpleasing. Kneeling before you in the sand looking down at the sparking divots and dips of the lovely dancers who had danced so eligantly, so lovely....and now...now it is my turn...
/me shimies shoulders up then down, a wicked smile now gleaming..""just be you" the words escape her lips out loud. sudden joy electrifying through every femanine curve as the music pulses through dangly limbs. Reaching high for the heavens and spinning quickly on pointed toe, Slightly eroused by the chill in the morning air as it tickles beneath the fine red silks. The most heated places seeming to steam and yurn for the affections of her owners. Limber legs tremble slightly prancing to and fro kicking at the crystals below gleefully as new found confidence bubbles forward like molten lava. Intensifying her needs a picture is drawn to reveal a tale of waves and emotions ups and downs.
Dainty fingers unfound before now sweep side to side playfuly as muscular forarms hide a seemingly forbidden smile. Twisting forward sleenlike to kick long lingering hips thighs and bottom. A glistening peek of warm heat briefly exposing primal desire as her movements no unabashed rule every arch and wade.
leaning tossing warm slave meat back and forth upon the sands, beckoning and begging the previous dancers to join in the merriment and liberation. A high never felt before felt as she dances freely, wildly, beastlike in every move.
Not a care in the world as her eyes once again meet her owners and the music comes to an ubrupt stop. Dropping Quickly to her knees, face still stained in tears of joy. The beast looks upward to offer a smile and whimper "la Kajira"
Fire Child, Dance of the untrained slave
written by:
Luscious
Song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LzJE6DPfTI0
Fire Child, Dance of the untrained slave
written by:
Luscious would like to dedicate this her very first dance to her Master & Mistress. For giving luscious the gift of freedom through servitude and the strength to be herself. Thank you both for lighting the fire within the belly of this wild slave girl. Thank you My Master and Mistress. For my collar, for your love and for the gift of allowing your girl to dance before you and all her friends this day.
Slave bells about thick ankles, chime with each soft, deliberate step as padded balls of callus feet parade proudly, elegantly, sensuously...in a way that only a kajira can. A true desire..to be pleasing to her Master and Mistress. To show her worth. "A girl must dance, it is the nature of the beast." Looking about the crowd her heart races in fear. What if she stumbles, or forgets. What if they laugh, or say the girl is not graceful. Worse possible thought....what if my Master and Mistress find me unpleasing. Kneeling before you in the sand looking down at the sparking divots and dips of the lovely dancers who had danced so eligantly, so lovely....and now...now it is my turn...
/me shimies shoulders up then down, a wicked smile now gleaming..""just be you" the words escape her lips out loud. sudden joy electrifying through every femanine curve as the music pulses through dangly limbs. Reaching high for the heavens and spinning quickly on pointed toe, Slightly eroused by the chill in the morning air as it tickles beneath the fine red silks. The most heated places seeming to steam and yurn for the affections of her owners. Limber legs tremble slightly prancing to and fro kicking at the crystals below gleefully as new found confidence bubbles forward like molten lava. Intensifying her needs a picture is drawn to reveal a tale of waves and emotions ups and downs.
Dainty fingers unfound before now sweep side to side playfuly as muscular forarms hide a seemingly forbidden smile. Twisting forward sleenlike to kick long lingering hips thighs and bottom. A glistening peek of warm heat briefly exposing primal desire as her movements no unabashed rule every arch and wade.
leaning tossing warm slave meat back and forth upon the sands, beckoning and begging the previous dancers to join in the merriment and liberation. A high never felt before felt as she dances freely, wildly, beastlike in every move.
Not a care in the world as her eyes once again meet her owners and the music comes to an ubrupt stop. Dropping Quickly to her knees, face still stained in tears of joy. The beast looks upward to offer a smile and whimper "la Kajira"
Blushes he he sissa..Im glad you came. Thank you!
ReplyDeletehehe. of course sissi. wouldent miss it for the world. you did a great job!
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