*winking at the musicians....dropping down onto the ivory sands as the first slow sensuious strans of the flute drift through the Hall..enfolding her copper flesh with it's sweet melody...rolling her head softly feeling the music corsing through her veins...falling to all fours her small hands dig deeply into the sands..her forehead kissing the glistening pebbles as her ass arches high up into the air*

*her ass sways slowly...her copper flesh shimmers in the torchlight as she pulls her head up from the sand...arching back over her heels...the loan flute if joined by the tabor...raising to her feet slowly as the first thundering boom of the tabor fills the air...her right wrist snaps forwards as if to be seized...crying out she leans back pulling against the unseen force holding her hand..her eyes widen in fear*

*the tabor thunders again as her right arm sails over her head being discarded...her body flies to the ground crushing against the sands...turning she snarls out in anger and hatred for the asailent...crawling a few paces away she spins swiftly...her ebony mane snapping throught he air savagly her turquoise eyes wild as she leaps across the pit like a hungry larl......tackling the invisible force to the ground...her hands held six inches over the ground as she wiggles in the invisible struggle*

*screaming out as she hears the tabor crash again...pushing off with her left knee she rolls to the side...her head thrashes fiercly as the tables are turned on her...her body pinned ...arching up a tad then slamming her ass back down to the sand...shrieking as she struggles and fights against that which she cannot see...her back lifts from the sands slowly her neck thrust forwards...drawn up by her throat...her smallhands grappling at the front ofher kolar her eyes wide and pleading.....her head snaps as she throws herself back against hte sand...moaning out softly*

* the tabor slowly fades out as her body slowly ceases to struggle...succumbing to the force...her hands move up over her head crossing at the wrists as she gives in...wirthing in the sand she moans softly rolling over and over in the sand...stopping on her back she draws up her right leg...her hands slip to her ankle...gliding down it slowly her body trembles visibly against the touch...grazing over her taugh belly ...drifting up over her breasts she slowly caresses her kolar...a smile drifting over her face as she again rolls in the sands*

*rolling up to her hands and knees...she crawls back to the silent asailent...her body slithers and circles ...raising up her fingers race over her heated flesh as her eyes beg for a touch.. her feet planted in the sands...arching back her hands trail her thighs sliping over her petals as she sways ...the torches casting a glow over her gleeming copper flesh as she dances her need......her hips buck softly as her head kisses the sands her breats raised to the moonss...crying out in anguish as no touch is recieved..wirthing with need she bucks softly begging the air to caress her flesh*

*moaning with a undying hunger she trains her eyes upon You...her breasts heaving as her silken tongue flitters over her berry lips...collapsing to the sands she rolls over...pushing up to her hands she begins to crawl to You...her ass sways with a loanly seduction....her turquoise eyes dark and haunting as they beg of Your...closing the gap her thighs part widely as she sways before You...teasing and pinching her nipples softly begging for Your touch...bowing her head down her small hand raise up crossing at the wrists as the music ends and she whispers softly* she prays You have found her dance pleasing this night Master



*dropping softly onto the ivory sands ...her bronzed skin glistening under the flickering glow of the torches... her full berry lips trembling softly... chestnut eyes betraying her pain as she flows fluidly down to her knees...her wild raven mane brushing barely against the sand .... spreading her silken thighs wide her small delicate hands flow down over her bare flesh to rest upon them palms up*

*hearing the harsh beat of the drums... the savage beat spurring her heart...bending at the waist she throws herself forwards to the sands crushing her firm supple breasts... slowly pulsing her shattered form up pausing with each beat of the drum beating her back down slightly... her long silken mane taking on a life of it's own as it springs up and tug angrily down*

*placing her hands deep into the soft sands she raises her firm ass high... stalking through the pit her chestnut eyes roam the room for the Master she loved so... a small tear slides from her gentle amber eyes... the a tortured cry rips from her lips as her small hands tear viciously at the strange ko~lar she wears... her small pink tongue flashes over her berry lips as they twist into a snarl... chestnut eyes flash angry challenges to each Master in turn as she circles*

*springing to her feet she charges as a hungry tarn at the edge of the pit...her long tresses streaming behind her.... reaching the edge she halts abruptly.... reeling back several paces ..... crying out in anger and pain she folds at the waist....resting her firm orbs against her silken thighs.... her small hands close around her ankles.... her breath coming rapid....hearing the beat of the drums slow a bit she slowly draws her form up....her small hands trailing up her body.... through her wild raven locks .... swaying sensuously over her head.... her chestnut eyes soften*

*trailing her hand down the opposite arm ..... bringing both hands together at the top of her head she softly runs them down framing her delicate face.... dropping her head back exposing her slender neck ....coal black waves brushing softly against her ass as her body sways with the drums... trailing her fingers down her soft throat gently caressing the new ko~lar.... her wanton fingers continue their new journey down her heated flesh circling her ripe heaving breasts... trickling down over her fiery belly... whimpering softly as they descend the sides of her sex gliding against silken thighs*

*chestnut eyes burn hot with desire as she twirls on her toes...simultaneously runing her hand back up her body... trailing a finger along her full lips as her silken tongue darts out to tease them...collapsing to her knees she crawls to You... each torturous motion stoking her heat higher... darkened embers of amber betraying her desire... moaning she splays her copper thighs wide....swaying softly back exposing her weeping heat....her auburn mane pooling under her to the dirt ....her small delecate hands plating on eitherside of her face...her body trembles as she spurrs up arching to the stars..her nipples frim and perky as she holds the bow...straingin every muscle to arch up higher as she whisper* la kijira Master la kijira...she prays her dance was kind to Your eyes






*dropping to the crystal sands...turquoise pools alight with a burning passion determined to break free from it's confines...a low moan bubbles from her berry lips as she lowers down her thighs parting painfully wide...the soft melodic notes of the flute drift over her copper skin as her fingers walk slowly down her body to rest upturned in submission...her long ebony mane flowing softly down to the sands as her body drifts back...small hands plant on either side of her delecate face as she pulses her body upwards...thrusting her hips to the stars*



*a wild cry of heated lust rips from her chest as she kicks her feet high over her head supporting herself fully on her stong copper arms pushing her head up from the sand...holding for a moment as she hears the drums begin to pound...slowly she folds her arms...lowering her body to the glittering jewels..her firm breasts crushing painfully drawing another savage scream from her silken lips as she rolls across the pit of soft sand her arms extended above her head...stopping with her face pressed to the tiny pebbles...*



*raising her hungry turquoise eyes..they flash a challange to You...daring to use her for the slut she is...pushing up to her knees she crawls across the pit towards the pole...her hips sway seductivly as the glisten of sweat gleems on her copper skin....grasping the pole firmly in her right hand she rises as she spins around it...right leg entwining the cold steel drawing her heated treasure against it as her head drops back..untamed ebony mane sailing out freely behind her*


*spinning sharply from the pole her raven locks snap with a loud CRACK as they whip against her back leaving a deep smattering of redness......a low reverberating larl growl rumbles from her throat as she breaks into a run racing across the sparkeling jewels...halting at the edge she reels back three paces as if thrown from the One she so desires...crying out in anguish as she crumples to the sands.. utterly defeated..her breath ragged in her chest..her small copper arms extend up to You begging pleading...screaming out her frustration...*


**finding no solice in Your gaze she draws up her lithe form hearing the beat of the drums slow a bit ....her dainty feet prancing in place...silver bells ringing softly...her small hands trailing up her body.... through her wild raven locks .... swaying sensuously over her head.... her turquoise eyes soften ...trailing her right hand down the opposite arm ..... bringing both hands together at the top of her head she softly runs them down framing her delicate face.... dropping her head back exposing her slender neck ....coal black waves brushing softly against her ass as her body sways with the drums... *


*the drums fade completely leaving only the slow sensuious strains of the flute remain speaking to her heart...her mind closing out the presences in the room as she trails her fingers around her burning belly...rising up encircling her ripe firm orbs her fingers pinching softly tugging on her nipples pulling her body up by them as if to be lead by her sinsitive buds...her delecate head falls back rolling softly from shoulder to shoulder as she feels molton lava coursing through her veins..her copper flesh taking on an errie glow in the flickering lights of the torches as she moans softly with need*


*throwing her body back down to her knees...embedding her hands deeply into the silken sands she begins the long painfull journey to Your feet...each movement filling her with desire as she crawls towards You...ascending the sides of the pit her hardened nipples kiss the tiles softly...as her turquoise eyes plead her need to be ravaged...sliding in before You her thighs part with a natural grace as her body swoons forwards...her small delicate arms gliding up extending and crossing at the wrists as her head bows low sending her raven locks showering over her copper shoulders as she whispers*la kajira Master la kajira...*breathing heavily*she prays her dance has pleased You this night






*moving from the servery the skin tight dancing silks clinging to her body as she moves...her ebony locks tied up behind her head in a small leather thong...springing down into the ivory sands...turquoise eyes burning with anger and defiance as she moves across the sands waiting to be tamed as only You can...tossing her head she paws at the sands..awaiting the first crack of the whip*

* hearign the beat of the drums and the cracks of the whip she feels the heart of the wild tarn as it courses through her veins..a wild heart born of the ages of a bloodline pure she draws up her head in pride for the love of her Home...her Master ...she slightly rolls her shoulders to the side...and then back the muscles in her strong thighs rippling as they dance and move withthe music...her toes pointed as she leaps back three paces to avoid the savage lashes.... she growls low turquoise eyes sparkeling with a feral glint ...her animalistic passion unfurled befor the power of her Master as her body tenses for the next crack of the whip*

*the next sharp snap causing her heart to begin to thunder like a stampeeding bosk... Feelgin her body being pulled ot the right owned by the imaginary force of Your power over her..with a powerful lurch she treads to the right avoiding the lash towards her left foot.....gasping her right foot snaps up as the whip strikes forth towards it..the sands flying up stinging against the bottom of hre foot...feeling the cool kiss of the whip as it grazes the well defined valley of her lower back..growlign low with lust as the cool sting turns to a warm glowing ember of desire...shveiring as the heart of the tarn flows... she feels the muscles strong and rippling begining to burn with desire from the strides she lets forth...growling out her pure pent up need ... feeling the agony of her growing pasion as it swells in it's heat deep in the pit of her slaves belly the seed of fire You planted burning hot....*

* feelgin the strength of Your pull against her heart... Your every motion commanding and strong she shudders to obey your whip as she trembles in a mixture of fear and elation....her small feet snapping from the sands in a flash of fury and pasion..prancing her body spins to the left ...halting as if she stuck against something solid she backs up two swift paces...crying out as the whip crashes into the sands before her...her small hands reaching out to You pleadingly as You block her route to You...yelping as she sways to the right feeling the long lingering bite of the serpents tongue searing down her left side...her body begins to take on a sweet sheen... the heat of this beast is seen... the eyes of an animal glance aorund the room...a low growl of complete devotion issues forth as she awaits again the tender caress of leather*

*Body shivering feelign the crack on her ass and the kiss of the tip to her trembling heat her body quivering with need and . ..Feelgin her desire building..and the swelling of her pert nipples ..continues..needing .release...needing to ..let itgo ...trotting forward as Masters whip commands ... her body on Fire she trots liek a kaillai forward ...head lowering down softly and bakc up ..the muscles in back ..knottign and cording as she uses her arms liek pistsons to trot correctly..legs...moving her ass rippling form the effort.....growlign more as she ..feels the imaginary heat of the Master Riding His beast ..hard...desiring more.....*

* unable to control herself she unleashes with her passion the need to dance out her fury ..her thighs quivering from the effort her calves burnign her eyes enraged as she turns..... bearing down moving closer to you a wild feral glint in her turquoise eyes as she stares boldly into Yours..feelgin the burn ..the power..as she moves clsoer obeying You..growlgin low..she sniffs and snarls ..her eyes move darting quickly raping Your form....tongue sliding out to wet her upper lip..her strong arms rippeling as she feels the desire to pounce You..an enternal struggle to qwell the urge apparent as not given permission from You to pounce..but coiled as she kneels at Your feet....head lowered..thighs spread wide her treasures glistening visibly weeping of her essence for Your pleasure...trembling arms splayed out carefully for Your review..the muscles in her back quivering with the effort......this heated beasts desire ...inherrant..ready for Your pleasure*...as she cries out in heated passion*la kajira Master








*her small frame moves to the dancing pit...dropping down with a soft thud she moves over the sands...the new sensation stoaking agianst what the cage has made of her this night... a wild spin brings her crumpling to her knees as her ebony locks snap sharply in the air trailing behind her...a small flick of her wrists brings the sweet sensuious strains from the flute to make love to her flesh and soul*

*her hips begin to pusle as the flute is joined with a haunting tabor...her ass grinding in the air for You as she uncrosses her legs...kicking her right leg up over her head she pushes her body up only to cruple again to the sands in a puddle of heated slave passion... a soft moan of need fills the air as the music walks across her flesh...her hips arch up as her knees fall wide...her glistening heat exposed as her fingers wonder across her inner thighs...aware on N/none but You*

*crying out softy in desire as a tear slips from the corner of her shimmering eyes...the need within her so great as she rolls across the sands...her body wirthing to the music ...pulilng up she kneels widely desplaying herself fully to You...her small hand raises to You pleadingly longing for Your touch...whimpering softly as she finds no touch offered her she throws her head back onto the sands...her copper kissed flesh glistening with her heated need this night as seh arches it up...pulsing in the air for Your pleasure*

*screaming out with frustration as she burns to please You...she springs to her feet and twirls across the pit in long leaping exagurated twirls...again she slams down to her widely parted knees as her body quivers....her fingers walk along her shimmering sex....trailing up her brazen belly...her wrists flicks slightly showing a loan finger sweetened with her essence as she draws it across her full lips...her tongue slithers out and trails the finger as her body weaves with the melody the enfolds her this night*

*a soft moan parts her lips as You lift her to Your lap...her thighs part softly as she straddels You...the music nay needed as she dances to the thundering of her heart......arching back her long ebony locks kiss the tiles as her full breats reach longingly towards You...gasping softly as her hips grind over your lap...a snap of her body and she's agian upright before You..weaving softly from side to side...her body jerks and weaves over you as she shaks her firm breats tauntingly in front of Your face*

*arching back agian...she wiggles across Your lap...her small hand fists into Your hair as she pulls Your head back slightly....her soft breats caressing the sides of Your face feeling the small trace of stubble there draws a wild cry from her lips as she releases Your head...lowing her own to Yours her tongue flickers out softly trialing down Your jaw...then snaps back to hide behind sultry lips as her lil hand raise up to her long rich ebony locks...her head thrashes before You as her desires spill out onto Your leathers*

*her shaply hips grind down hard across Your lap as she burns with need...turquosie eyes raging with passion longing to be quelled as she slithers her body up and down agianst Yours...her breasts crushing agianst You as she moans softly..her left hand lifting up to trail over her sweet full lips as her right wonders down over Your cheek..down Your chest...only to leave YOu and plundge deeply into her dripping petals...a wild tormented moan slips from berry lips as she brings her hand up...her fingers glistening with her sweetness as she slides it across Your lips...her strong copper legs wrap around Your waist locking her ankles as she throws her body back in frustration...her hips pulsing up agianst You as soft wanton moans fill the air*

*her small fingers tingle with the effect You tongue leaves upon them...her body thrashes savagely before You as her strong legs hold tight...lost to all but You as the melody of desire spurs her on....reaching up with her hand she encircles Your neck....her body again snaps up as her eyes deep and sultry rage with hunger...her tongue slithers out and teases softly across Your lips as slides her body across Yours...her dance of passion for You and You alone this night as she moans softly against You...her nails rake at Your back as she longs for Your touch...her chest heaving before You as she pulls back a tad...her belly burns as she sways softly over You her voice deep with lusfull need as she whispers* la kajira Master* and slupms against You*






*moving to the musicians she whispers softly into the ear of the leader...nibblign at the fleshy lobe a bit as He smacks her ass...leaping down into the shimmering crystal sands..her feet sink deeply into their softness...her small hands flutter gracefully up over her head to cross at the wrists....her feet slip through the sand to space even with her shoulders as her head falls back exposing her slender neck...proudly displaying the collar she is permitted to wear...a violent snap of her head as she spins..the tabor strikes up a hard savage beat...as she crouches and slowly begins to circle the pit*

*feeling the viporous tongue of the whip kiss into her copper flesh...a soft cry emits from her lips as the flute joins the tabor with it's sweet sensuious strains...her body spins wrapping the whip around her as she stops...her eyes wild like the caged larl as she struggles in a silent battle with the whip...arching back pulling...then succumbing to the sweet feeling of the leather entrapping her body...swaying softly hearing only the flute she mimics the soft melody*

*twirling softly she unwraps the whip from her flesh as she again stalks the pit...her turquoise eyes following every movement of the One who so Masterfully holds the leather snake...twirling away from Him her long ebony tresses fan out around her as agian the Crack of the whip is herd...screaming out as she feels the leather wind around her ankles..,her body crashes to the sands as her hands reach out piotiously pleading for mercy on the poor girls soul......wiggling and squirming as she feels the whip untangle from her feet she rolls across the ivoy crystals...her firm full breasts leaving lil divits as she goes*

*spinning on her knees up to a stand her copper flesh casts an eerie shadow over the sands below her...her small hands dance up from her ankles as she turns her pleading turquoise eyes to You...crying out as she sees Your whip unfurl...her body arches back as she feels the cool breeze from the whip as it teases jsut a whisper beyond her breasts...her nipples harden to desirious peek as the thundering crack sends waves of shivers through her body...moaning she spins away from You...her head held high and haughty...her turquoise eyes flashing with mirth and challange to You as she dances on the far side of the pit*

*her trained eyes follow each motion...the sound of the whip matchign the pounding of the drum that beats in her heart...her feet prance in the sands as the whip kicks up a flurry of shimmering crystals to her left...kicking up her right leg as she spins over the long tongue of the viper off to her right....gasping softly as the final blow in Your volly lands against her right thigh as she spins again this time in towards You minimizing the lash....long leaping twirls draw her up to You as she circles You...her right hand reaching out and touching Your shoulder softly as she spins around You lightly...her hand never losing contact ...her eyes glintining wth a develish intent*

*her breath draws swiftly from her chest as she trembles wildly before You...feelign Your strong arms enfolding her within them she nuzzles softly into Your chest as she struggles to catch her breath...long ebony tresses cling to her moist flesh as she peeks up with a soft smile*la kajira my Master she begs You la kajira





*stepping softly onto the ivory sands ...her bronzed skin glistening under the flickering glow of the torches... she carries lovingly within her right hand a plush scarlet shroud... her full berry lips trembling softly... icy blue eyes betraying her pain as she flows fluidly down to her knees...her wild raven mane brushing barely against the sand .... spreading her silken thighs wide her small delicate hands clutch the shroud agianst her grieving heart..her head drops in a silent cue to the musicians...the eerie sad notes of a loan flute slowly fill the Hall*

*the melodic notes of a czar join the flute as she snaps the shroud out before her...the ringing of steel still fresh in her mind embodied by the bellowing crash of the symbols...her small hands thrust forwards as she screams out "MASTER!!!!!!!" throwing her frame upon the scarlet shroud as crystillian tears stream down her copper cheeks...the anguish painted over her face as her small hands tenderly caress the fallen shroud as if it bore her heart itself...whispering softly His final words to her* serve with fire always!

*hearing the harsh beat of the drums... the savage beat spurring her heart...springing to her feet she spins away from the fallen shroud... throwing herself forwards to the sands crushing her firm supple breasts... drawing back up to her knees slowly pulsing her shattered form up pausing with each thunderous crash of the symbols... each beat of the drum beating her back down slightly... her long silken mane taking on a life of it's own as it springs up and tug angrily down*

*screaming out enraged as her dainty hands fly to her collar her voice echoing through the night "NOOOOO NOOOO MY MASTER!! her hands fighting with an invisible foe as she reaches out piotiously struggling to cling to the collar she so cherished...her eyes filled with pain...pleading "please kill this girl please she can nay go on please!" finding her no solice in her plea she turns angrilly from He who has replaced her collar*

*placing her hands deep into the soft sands she raises her firm ass high... stalking through the pit her stormy eyes roam the room for the Master she loved so... a small tear slides from her gentle blue-green eyes... a tortured cry rips from her lips as her small hands tear viciously at the strange collar she wears... her small pink tongue flashes over her berry lips as they twist into a wild hatefilled snarl... turquoise eyes flash angry challenges to each Master in turn as she circles*

*springing to her feet she charges like a starved larl at the edge of the pit...her long tresses streaming behind her.... reaching the edge she halts abruptly.... reeling back several paces as if she struck agianst a solid serface..... crying out in defeat she crumpls to the glittering jewels below her ....giving into the fire that is her submission...resting her firm orbs against her silken thighs.... her small hands close around her ankles.... her breath coming rapid....hearing the beat of the drums slow a bit she slowly draws her form up....her small hands trailing up her body.... through her wild raven locks .... swaying sensuously over her head.... her eyes slowly soften*

*trailing her hand down the opposite arm ..... bringing both hands together at the top of her head she softly runs them down framing her delicate face.... dropping her head back exposing her slender neck ....coal black waves brushing softly against her ass as her body sways with the drums... trailing her fingers down her soft throat gently caressing the new collar.... her wanton fingers continue their new journey down her heated flesh circling her ripe heaving breasts... trickling down over her fiery belly... whimpering softly as they descend the sides of her sex gliding against silken thighs...her lithe form swaying like a flame dancing upon the breeze*

*her eyes simmer with desire as she twirls on her toes...simultaneously runing her hand back up her body... trailing a finger along her full lips as her silken tongue darts out to tease them...collapsing to her knees she crawls to Him... each torturous motion stoking her heat higher... darkened embers of turquoise betraying her desire... moaning she splays her copper thighs wide....swaying softly back exposing her weeping heat....her raven mane pooling under her to the dirt ....her small delecate hands plating on eitherside of her face...her body trembles as she spurrs up arching to the stars..her nipples frim and perky as she holds the bow...straingin every muscle to arch up higher as she whispers*

la kajira





*she steps from the shadows her honey kissed flesh standing out boldly against the soft shimmering iridescent silks that hug her voluptuous form. she turns toward the sandy pit within the room, releasing the strand of silver beads that hold back her long ebony tresses from her face; two wayward ringlets spill down either side of her delicate face as if they hold her soft countenance in hands of midnight. Turquoise eyes sparkle in the orange glow of the fire as she drops into the pit. Kneeling down upon her left knee, dainty arms lift to cross at her chest her fists closed hiding their contents from view as she lowers herself down flush with her right thigh in a practiced cue to the musicians*

*The deep vibrations of the tabor resonate through the room drawing her head up from its shrouded position. Sweet wispy notes from a flute weave their fingers around the rumbling of the drum. A loud CRACK from a needle tree log aflame on the fire behind her sends her arms into motion. Uncrossing her copper kissed arms sending them sailing out towards her sides. In a rampant blur of motion her hands open releasing two long strands of sparkling silver beads whirling them in a circle like little mirrors to her soul they cast rainbow prisms of light to race over the dark temwood of the Hall. Her feet pound into the diamond sands, in perfect rhythm to the rumbling of the drums and her stampeding heart*


*Planting her feet deeply into the jewel like grains under her tiny feet halting her perpetual motion, her slender arms float gently upwards as the silver beads shroud her face like the veil of a Free Woman. Lifting her head regally, her demeanor instantly aloof as she strides across the pit, maintaining the “Status” of a Free Woman she drops her hands. Dainty fingers work at blinding speed as she maneuvers the two strands of silver the one in her right hand taking on the appearance of a round ship, the one in her left a Tarn ship. Ramming her left hand into her right with the loud thunderclap of the tabor, her right hand sinks lower. In a swift dramatic motion the round ship disappears from view as the beads now tighten about her soft throat. *


*Terror fills her delicate face as her left hand reaches up, clawing madly at the ominous beaded collar that encases her neck. Screaming out in grief, as the beads remain unyielding to her demanding hand. Staggering forwards as though forced she stumbles across the path leading to her fate. Spiraling downwards into the sands, the symbols crash as she summersaults across the forgiving surface. The mirror like glass of the silver beads catches the light of the fire sporadically as she sails in a ball across the pit. Awkwardly she crashes into the side of the pit, a primal scream mixed with rage and pain fills the air. Cowering in against the wall she pulls her slender arms up to hug her knees, her wrists now notably held tight in the binds of silver “slave bracelets“ *

*A soft squeak from the flute signifies the opening of the hold, raising her arms to shield her eyes from the bright lights that pour down onto her sleek frame. Hesitantly she steps backwards, meeting the unyielding frame forming side of the pit. Dropping her hands from before her eyes she slips another strand of beads from her neck, holding up for A/all to see the glistening silver of an auction block. Stepping slowly up the imaginary steps her body trembles visibly under the scrutinizing gaze of Those that surround her. Flinging herself down to her knees as though cast by a mighty hand she moans piteously. Shaking her head negatively in horror she whispers a woeful* but I am a Free Woman!

*The music whirls to a climactic rhythm the beads dropping like a gavel as the tabor booms out a deep rumbling note, her eyes flash wide in shock knowing she has been sold. Looking up fearfully she gazes into the eyes of destiny, shrinking back into the sand as though she gazes into the eyes of death itself. Little by little she draws the beads up about her lean figure as she ascends to perch on refined little toes. Translucent hips capture the cadence of the sweet frantic melody as it’s carried on the breeze to fill the Hall. Dancing with the beads held in the deep valley of her full supple breasts, long glossy raven curls wave in a melancholy refrain *

*Feeling the strength of His pull against her heart, every motion commanding and strong she quivers in a mixture of fear and elation. Her small feet snap from the sands in a flash of fury and passion. Prancing her body spins to the left Faltering as if she stuck against something solid she backs up two swift paces. Crying out as a blinding blur of silver crashes into the sands before her, depicting the speed and savageness of a whip her small hands reaching out in a desperate plea as her route is blocked. Swaying to the right feeling the long lingering bite of the serpents tongue searing down her left side as the beads flash yet again, the iridescent silks clinging to her copper flesh as the sweet shimmer of sweat illuminates her body. *

*The eerie eyes of an animal glace around the room, a low growl of devotion issues forth as she approaches You. Each step taken anew as the Free Woman is left behind, little by little in her place a bondmaid emerges. Slender fingers caress the iron band that lies secure against her throat. Love blossoms in the depths of her turquoise eyes, as an astounding transformation takes place over her small frame. The soft notes of the flute linger but a moment more as she falls before You, the translucent silk pulls hard against her taut ass. The soft tones of her sun drenched thighs drift wide as she bows her head, again offering up the silver beads of her heart*for You my Jarl, she prays You will accept her dance this night.







*Long ringlets painted with the velvet soft canvass of midnights sky snap savagely in the brisk breeze. Turquoise eyes gaze out over the deep rich green of the Thassa. Flesh caressed with the soft lingering kiss of the suns rays baths in the white spray of the salty water as it crashes against the rocks under her feet. The craggy shards of granite poke up into the tender tissue that supports her small frame, the song of the waves filling her angry soul as they break upon the shoreline. A single tear slides down her cheek like the last drop of dew from the dying petal of a dina as small arms little by little rise from their prone position near delicately curved hips reaching out to embrace her untold destiny*

*The arctic white mist seduces her forewards; timid steps carry her into its awaiting arms. Peering down into the enraged shoals swirling below, fear halts her breath. Frozen in time the thundering of her heart drowns out the deafening collision of land and sea. Pulling back a step, feeling the tides of anguish seething within her like a pot of boiling water. Gliding down copper thighs stretch widely apart, waves of damnation pull her frame down into a sea of oblivion, consuming her soul. Fragile arms reach out crossing at the wrists, seeking the shelter of her arms, her head falls between them, the lonely wail of the Thassa leaving her to rot upon the cold wet stone.

*The harmony of the wind calling out to the waves sends a solitary finger to lift her chin. Long ribbons of burnt straw cling to the sides of her face. Dainty fingers traverse the cold trembling barren flesh, magnetically drawn to the iron that encompasses her slender throat. Gingerly stroking it, crystalline pools of blue green plead silently to the vanishing heart. Planting her toes against the frozen rock, the muscles along her ass draw taught, lifting her lithe frame. Her head whiplashes around, cuffed by the weight of her heart, tiny fingers cling helplessly to the circle of iron she has grown to love. The wind tears against lips of crushed berry, seizing the uttered whisper* mercy!

*Silhouetted high upon the jagged cliff, casting her hands from her throat as memories of paradise drown, in a dripping tear. The sullen tune surrounds her, tugging at the strings of her heart, pulling her hips into a sensuous sway. Trembling fingers lift a sparkling teardrop from her cheek; small imperfections upon her skin send the soul drop careening down an unknown course. Casting it from the tip of her finger the sparkling prism projects a brilliant rainbow of color as she offers it to the specter of the murky pool below. Giving all of her soul, her first meager gift to the sea*

*A primal scream of disbelief deadens the rage of the clamoring waters, twirling away over the sharp stones as her gift is rejected. Salt water rains down over her like tears from Valhalla, thrusting her hands up towards the heavens begging understanding. The smell of wet wool ties her insides in knots, ripping the heavy kirtle from her body, full breasts sway gently freed from their shroud. Hurtling the lifeless gift from the One her heart now breaks for, down into the ominous green waters. A stray updraft catches it, breathing new life into it as it sails upon wings of gossamer far from site. Her second gift, her faith*

*Willowy arms weave downwards through the frosty air, steam swirls up from her warm flesh drifting around her like a smoky halo. Spindly fingers clutch at her belly, pulling against the soft tissue that hides the lonely abyss within. A dark veil of sooty lashes flies open wide, through the fading light painted on the dark ominous clouds against the brilliant pinks and oranges of the dying day lies a vision of terror. her face contorts in anguish and fear obscuring her high cheekbones within the wrinkled folds as she trembles. Her arms as though ripped form her belly fly to either side of her, a symbol of her internal struggle as she feels her heart tearing in two as she tries to fend away the attackers of her soul. Destroying the hold upon her arms she offers her third gift an eerie penetrating scream, releasing all her fears, a deep ear shattering roar from below signifies acceptance of this gift*

*Hesitantly her slender arms again lift to the ring of iron adjacent to her velvet soft throat, her eyes open once more with the dawning of a new day, seeing what she is. Leisurely a smile etches its way into her ripe berry lips. Her hips launch into an opulent sway matching the song of the sea as it calls out to her. Drawing strength from the Thassa knowing again she is but a bondmaid, her finger strokes the emblazoned mark on the collar of the One to whom she belongs. Understanding flows over her olive flesh as she realizes why her offerings were rejected. Quickly turning she leaves the Thassa behind, returning to You and what she knows completes her inner puzzle. Gracefully her slight form melts before You, her sun drenched thighs part wide as trembling arms extend high over her head to cross at the wrists, her voice sure and confident as she speaks* La kajira my Jarl, *her voice falls to but a whisper* heart, mind, body and soul she is Yours. Thank You for reminding her what she is.







*Crawling from the shadows of a nearby wagon, head lowered as she moves her hands and knees pressing into the dirt. Obsidian curls slither over the ground like a smooth running stream, weighted down by the hammer and stake knotted into her mane. Feeling the heat from the roaring fire a soft moan slips from her chest. Weaving in a sensual melody her taut ass begs to be touched, bountiful breasts tap out a symphony of need her nipples stiffen in protest against the stony ground as she winds her way through the Camp to You. Lifting her head vibrant eyes of azure glide lingeringly down Your strong form. Gripped carefully in the soft cushions of her crimson lips coiled like a moccasin ready to strike lays a 6ft rolled leather strap. Rising up to imbed her ass into her heels, sun kissed thighs fade out into a deep chasm of desire. Petite hands float downwards to rest upturned to You. Whimpering softly twice beseeching Your affections as she gently sets the coiled leather onto Your left thigh. * Master, this girl has been found displeasing, she has been ordered to find One to tether her this night. *Lowering her inky black lashes* Master, will You tether her please?



*Tears brim in her indigo eyes as she lifts fluidly to her feet. Stepping timidly over the ground she follows You, a pace behind and to Your left, knowing You hold her fate in Your strong hands. Flowing down with the grace of a silken veil blowing lightly on the breeze she pulls her toned thighs into a sensuous kiss. Reaching back with her right hand she sweeps her long sable curls from the softness of her bare back allowing them to drape over her right shoulder in a torrent midnight fountain, exposing the symbol of her bondage. Closing her eyes as she feels the tether affixed to the band of steel encasing her slender throat. Crying out in horror as she hears the sound of wood pounding into wood, the mallet driving the stake deeply into the ground, holding her from the object of her affections. Sun kissed flesh trembles as she feels the pressure of the tiny grains of sand pushing up against her left calf as You step away leaving her a simple tethered beast. Piteously she cries out after You* Please Master, please let this beast dance for You this night! *Looking through the faces of the crowd she moans out again* Masters, Mistress’ please she knows that it’s weak but help her she needs this, to dance tethered for You this night!

*The temperate caress of the leather resting like the finest satin against her back stir her needs swiftly into an unceasing storm, a burning, insatiable tempest that devours the echoes and disjointed vignettes of lyrics that hide in the plains winds. All around her hangs a profound silence where the whispers of the wind are like a shout and she can hear passion’s grief as it weeps gently to her heart. Lunging like a captured larl the tether cracks like thunder rolling over the prairie as the drums begin, slow holding for a full count* Tummm *three rapid counter beats* tum tum tum *Another full held beat* Tummm* Over and over the melody repeats seizing her into it’s franticly increasing tempo, feeling the sound vibrations as they stimulate her flesh. Gradually her hips fall in cadence to the drumming of her heart, the rolled leather taping hungrily at the crack of her ass, her fingers clawing at the dirt. Ample breasts dance against each other like rutting sleen, rigid nipples tormented by the gentle sway of her midnight tendrils. *

*Cerulean eyes make out the ghosts of the bosk moving both fierce and slow like glittering prophecies on the edge of the horizon. The trudging of their heavy hooves causes the ground to tremble, rattling her back into her imposed exile. Helpless she rolls to her right, feeling the thin leather entwining her sleek figure in its firm grasp. Somber lashes flutter twice before descending to rest upon sun kissed cheeks as the resonance of the kaska fades leaving only the airy twill of a flute prancing upon the air. Rolling her head from side to side over her shoulders, underneath the velvet sky she raises her back from the ground, tightly bound breast implore the heavens to release her from her misery. Finding her prayer for deliverance falling upon deaf ears she sobs in loneliness. In a moment of weakness she unravels her sleek form, red streaks adorn her sun-drenched flesh where the rolled hide bit into her, dirt clings to her lathered flesh, grasses grind into her long ebony hair as the cord again snaps tight. A primal scream of disbelief echoes through the night as her sprits are once again dampened by the hold the thin cord has upon her. *

*Lying upon her back she opens her eyes, feeling the tender graze of the rolled leather between her legs as it glides tauntingly against her fiery belly. Dainty hands clasp the tether firmly, hand over hand she drags her body to the summit of her petite feet. Leaning back she pulls hard against the stake struggling with all her might to free it from the ground. Unyielding the stake holds firm, The wind kicks up snapping her raven locks from her back as she spins angrily away from the stake, the steel turning roughly upon her neck. Russet curls cover her face as the gale tugs at her wanton nipples, drawing them into passionate peeks. Tiny hands slither up the sides of her sleek form, through her wild raven locks drawing them from her delicate face to reveal her eyes of electric blue. Willowy arms sway sensuously over her head like a flame guided by a breath of air. Drawing both hands together at the top of her head she allows them to float gently down framing her tender face. *

*coal black waves brush lightly against her ass leaving it streaked with a combination of sweat and dirt. Pulsating her hips forwards and back with the renewed throbbing of the drum. Tapered fingers trail down her creamy throat gently caressing her collar, the emblem of His will. Brazenly continuing their journey down her heated flesh, playing through the cleavage of her heaving breasts. Whimpering softly they descend the sides of her sex, toying along the outside edges of the succulent petals that glisten like dew clinging to a dina. Gliding against her silken thighs turquoise eyes simmer with desire as she pirouettes on her toes, lifting her left leg high to straddle the braided leather. Trailing her right index finger along pouty crimson lips her glistening tongue darts out to tantalize the very tip. A low simmering purrrrrrr erupts from the depths of her chest. Ethereal arms lift towards You, beckoning You near; darkened embers of stormy blue betray her yearning.*

*Pulling the tether tight her hips grind down wistfully against the chestnut line, rolling over the hide restraining her from You teasing it, beseeching it to stand erect. Simmering blue eyes ravage Your form, her soft flesh trembles as You move closer to her. Gasping as Your eyes peer through her very soul Moaning in mindless misery as the tether fails to head her plea, she steps back a pace, pulling the slackening leather up towards her kissable lips. Another pace draws her back towards the stake that binds her faith, the rolled leather ascending up between her lavish breasts, little by little it makes the journey to her mouth. A thin line along the leather shimmers with the heat exuded from her body as her satin tongue darts forth to lick along the cord. A soft growl of pleasure emanates from her chest as her wanton lips kiss lingeringly at the leather. Her left hand strokes the tether in a slow torturous motion. Thrashing her head fiercely as she fights against the fever threatening to overtake her lithe form. Long spirals of charcoal cling against the sweltering honey colored flesh of her delicate face. *

*her berated body sways gently, calling out to You like the flame sings to the moth. Dropping the cord, moaning as it teases back and forth against her calves. A ghostly breeze swirls around her capturing her in its dance as she twirls around the stake to her left, her eyes never leaving You. Throwing her slim body onto the unforgiving ground she reaches out piteously towards the wooden spike. Slithering across the dirt, the small pebbles scratch at her copper skin, biting into her nipples with each forward motion. Teeny hands strike out at the stake gripping it, lost in the throws of her agony. Strong bronze thighs tremble as her needs mount. Writhing on the ground unable to fight the lava that flows through her veins, she shrivels up into a ball, starved for the feel of Your touch, bound to You by more than a metal ring. Breathing heavily her arms lift slowly on gossamer wings, petite hands fist tightly into her hair. Little by little new life is breathed into her flesh, spurred on by the look in Your eyes. Stretching out her right leg she loops the soft leather around her ankle seductively, crystal pools of blue green lift to You. * *

*Moaning out as Your lips descend to her warm pliable berry lips. Flicking her satiny tongue out to tease against Your lower lip. Gasping as she sways softly into Your hands static electricity flows through her flesh as Your hands explore her curves. Lifting into Your hands she coils her body around Your legs, softly biting at Your calf. Slowly she works her way upwards, teasing Your skin through Your leathers. The soft sheen of perspiration sets her sleek body off in the dim light of the fire as her hands reach up to You, begging for more as she whimpers. Feeling the kiss of the dirt against her ass it raises from the ground to buck in the air, her knees slowly fall apart as her fingers circle around her full breasts, pinching at her nipples as she tries to draw You closer still*

*Screaming out in wild passion as His teeth torture the puckered nipple, her hips rock up towards His hand as she feels it slide against her sweltering heat. The music ends as she reaches out grasping at His thigh as He walks away from her. A small prism spills from the corner of her right eye. The salty tear slices a line down her cheek to drop from her chin. Whimpering her fingers splay widely open and inviting, flesh painted by the love of the suns rays quivers under Your scrutinizing gaze. Moaning out softly to You in a voice dripping with heat. *Master, please Master, mercy on a slut! Master please use a girl for what she has been trained. *Rolling onto her back swollen breasts reach for the stars, willowy arms extend upwards towards You crossing at the wrists as she sobs* Please Master she begs of You, find her pleasing this night! *Gasping as she cries out a final time*Please Master she implores You, use a beast this night!! *Dropping her head back she closes her eyes as her dance comes to an end, her body trembling as she ends as she began, a helpless tethered beast*







*Sitting upon the fur inside the alcove, silently she gulps down a few nervous breaths while she fastens the glittering silver anklet around her left ankle. Folding the silk over she tucks it around the splash of silver and gracefully raises to her feet. Gently she draws the pearl belly chain around her taut stomach, twining a different colored little silk through the front to dangle just below her treasures hiding it from view, and one to fade down each of her hips. Donning the silvery-chained strapless halter she weaves a veil through each of the shoulders to hold it in place. Lastly she secures a shimmering strip of silk across the bridge of her nose to fall sensuously over her cheeks, fluttering lightly in and out below her chin with each breath she draws. Faintly through the heavy leather flap the sweet twill of a flute floats dreamily over the air to coil around her like a hith strangling it’s dinner. The overpowering song tugs hard at her heart, drawing with it her mind, and soul. Succumbing to the strength of the enchanting melody her left foot slowly slithers through the joined leather flaps of the alcove, gasping as the leather caresses her calf allowing only a small glimpse of the crimson veil wafting softly against her supple ankle. *

*Gripping the leather in her hands she claws at the stiff sheet of treated hide, her left hip thrusts hard through the split as the deep rumbling beat of the kaska vibrates the air. Teasingly her hip pulsates in and out of the alcove; the iridescent shimmer of the hot pink veil flickers like the forked tongue of a viper. Little by little she permits the whole of her body to emerge from behind the curtain of leather, her slender fingers still clinging desperately to the flap as the music continues to seduce her forwards. Releasing her death grip on the hide it slams shut with a loud resounding THUD sending her pirouetting to the center of the hall in a stunning flash of vibrantly colored silks, planting her feet she faces You. Ebony waves soft as the breaking Thassa spill down her broad shoulders like an onyx waterfall pooling into a midnight oasis against the middle of her back. Weathered flesh tells the story of many ahns spent basking in the rays of the blazing Anango sun. Striking long thick sable lashes surround sparkling eyes of blue green pure as the hidden lakes high in the Voltai, contrasting deeply with the burgundy veil that hides her mouth. *

*Turning away from the One who owns her she shifts her eyes of piercing electric blue to You. An invisible rope falls around her waist drawing her towards You. Arching her back sublimely her head tosses over her shoulders as her hips grind with desire for Your touch, her hands out stretched before her to grip the rope. Falling back a violent trio of steps as the rope appears to go slack, SCREAMING as her waist whiplashes savagely, the rope again taut the pressure steady as she is again drawn near to You. Full hips plagued with desire sway softly, raising her right leg straddling over Your left. Moaning out softly her knees bend as she descends down to but a whisper above Your leg. The veil of emerald green plays down her right hip, pivoting slightly her hips roll over You, close but never touching as she offers the veil scented with larma for You to pluck like a ripe dina. Sun kissed flesh ripples with goosebumps as her right arm slides to her right ankle, her breath comes in heated rushes as it’s precariously placed between Your legs, long ebony curls dance over Your leathers. Languidly her fingers work their way under the stunning green to draw up her leg towards her hip before finally tugging at the pearl belly chain holding the veil in place, again her hips roll over Your thigh teasing the veil a bit as she waits for You to free it from her. *

*Gasping as the kiss of the green valance glides against her flesh, fading back four paces she stands unmoving for a moment. The tempo of the flute becomes insistent as it again sings to her soul, shaking her from her dreamland as she turns to face You. Dainty feet snap from the temwood in a coltish prance, her full rounded breasts beat against her chest sending the chains that stream from them into a tantric blur of motion. Pausing before You the czhar lumbers into the lament starting low, slowly raising in pitch, her left foot copies the notes as it gradually lifts high above her head. The only thing hiding her succulent treasure from Your eyes is the snow-white veil. Falling into a back bend her strong arms bury into the soft fur, midnight tresses spill around her hands obscuring them from view. The lilting melody of a harp sends her left foot into a hypnotic motion before Your eyes, right, left, right, left back and forth like a pendulum, wanton hips grind hard at the air. The crimson veil struggles to free itself as she cries out softly for You to free her from the tormenting fabric. *

*A primal scream of pure sexual frustration pierces the air as the crimson stained chiffon slides from around the silver anklet. Kicking her feet high over her head, strong, capable arms hold her in a handstand the angelic white silk falls from it’s precarious placement revealing her moist folds to A/all. Panting heavily her arms give way squashing her full breasts against the fur, the chain pinches wickedly against her nipples squeezing them to painful peaks. Tearful eyes raise to You as she slithers over the fur again drawing near, her left hand drifts back to collect her satin curls and pull them free from her right shoulder fully revealing the pale pink silk holding the chain halter over her breasts. Pulsing her body closer with each beat of the drum, cautiously drawing her knee up under her heart shaped ass sun warmed thighs drape open wide. Falling gracefully forwards her dainty hands fall between Your muscular thighs gripping the edge of the chair. Dragging her slender body forwards towards You she pushes up hard on the chair to draw herself within whispers of Your chest. Rolling her right shoulder seductively she turns her head to the right, ivory teeth grip the pastel blushed silk. Snapping her head violently to the left the silk tears free, the chain falls low barely obscuring her right nipple, releasing the silk from her teeth hiding a light moan as it flutters down between Your legs. *

*The drum and czhar fade leaving the harp and the flute entwined in a lover’s harmony. Drawing back three paces she turns her attentions to You. Ripe berry lips turn upwards into a smile hidden by the iridescent burgundy veil that hides her mouth. The soft crinkle of her eyes the only sign of her sweet smile. Ethereal arms slowly rise towards the heavens to sway like the flicker of a candle flame, curvaceous hips throb leftwards only, tugging her towards You. Prowling around You in a full circle, the sheer hot pink veil hugs tight against her leg as it calls out to You. Reaching across the front of her body with her right hand she grips the veil lightly between her fingers. Slowly she tugs the veil from the dazzling pearl belly chain, up against the streaming silver chains that nuzzle against her breasts. Snapping the talander scented veil out before You her left-hand snaps up to take hold of the other side of the veil. Purring softly she shimmies her chest as she steps boldly closer to You, the soft melodic clink of the chain wills her onwards. Gyrating her ass she moves closer still, extending the veil over the back of your head, a feral glint shines in her azure eyes. Releasing the grip with her right hand she pulls the smooth silk over Your right shoulder guiding it lightly across Your strong rippling chest. Purring deeply she flicks the feather light veil against Your muscular stomach. Letting the veil descend further she pulls it over Your right inner thigh, her breath smolders under the burgundy veil, coming heated and raspy. Trailing the veil across Your left thigh she teases it gently up and down Your crotch, before dropping it to puddle between Your legs and spinning away from You. *

*Gliding over the polished temwood with the ease of the mists rolling in from Thassa, flowing curls of midnight hug her slender frame tightly. Brazen hips glide wantonly from side to side. Seducing You with her eyes, her shoulders roll with each step she takes closing the distance to You. Stopping before You she poises her little body, her left foot extended before her, toe pointed tapping playfully between Your boots. Moving with a purpose her left hand begins a journey of passion as it weaves over her belly, teasing the snow-white veil to the side ever so slightly. Splaying her fingers wide, wondering up the valley of her full breasts, closing around the sky blue veil that holds the chain halter top. Yanking the veil free a shocked cry fills the air, angelically soft, yet bearing a seductive undertone. The shining silver waterfall slowly ebbs down revealing her ample breasts, tormenting her nipples to full attention as it glides down catching on her rounded hips. Moaning softly she arches her head back, her hips thrash wildly shaking the chain lose, dropping it with a light clang to the floor. Swiftly she snatches the veil before her bare body, holding it against her chest to hide her ripe orbs from You. Satin flesh glows with the heat that radiates from within her causing the sheer veil to cling to her skin. At a leisurely pace she peels the silk from her left breast, offering You a small glimpse of her lusty breast before promptly covering it again. Swaying shamefully before You she eases down the sides of the gossamer material, finally dropping it to the ground at Your feet. Hardened buds ache as they reach out towards You beseeching Your touch, shaking her head to clear her mind she fades back a trio of rapid little steps. *

*Hell fire rages deep in her eyes as she turns to You. Casting herself hard upon the temwood, she rolls to her right pressing her hard ass into the chilled planks as she comes to a stop right before the Dais upon her back. Nimble little fingers walk up her body pausing to pinch her nipples before ascending high over her head. Outstretched hands reach for You as she pulls her heels up tight against her ass. Pushing hard with her muscular legs she raises her ass from the ground, the wisp of ghostly silk clings vainly to her ass. Needy hips throb towards You, begging You to do what only You can. Pulling herself up slowly into a kneel, rocking back upon her feet she plants them wide and flat upon the ground. Squatting low, her firm lil ass a mere shadow over the temwood. Tossing her arms wide to the side she swoons as only You can make her, slowly leaning forwards curling her body in tight against itself. Taking hold of the frosty silk with her teeth, snapping her body upright in a savage whiplash motion, the veil sears into her flesh as it’s pulled free and left to dangle from under the wine colored veil hiding her mouth. Spinning before You, dancing for only You now she drops to all fours. Wiggling her ass she crawls up the steps of the dais, pausing just before You. Lifting to her feet her right foot plays against the silver anklet, gliding softly up towards her knee. Extending her leg she swings it high over Your head and drops to the ground sliding forwards, her left sliding back until her ass again rests upon the ground, her hands reach forth to close around her right ankle. Turning her face to the right to face You her sultry eyes peer out over the final remaining veil, left for You to remove should You find her dance pleasing this night. Ragged breath shatters her petite body as she music dies and she awaits Your verdict. *




*Slender fingers lightly stroke back and forth over the inscription upon her collar, doubt radiates within her stormy blue green eyes. Resisting with all she is the call to dance, crying out softly* Please no my Jarl, she’s not ready! *Looking up towards the empty dais with pleading eyes, her body shaken to the very core as she fights the inner battle, fearing more than ever to let Him down. Knowing He would never relent, her small arms raise piteously towards the vacant spot He normally fills, her voice waivers with the strength of the emotions flowing through her at the moment. Emerald green dancing silks cling snugly to her sumptuous from, accentuating every curve completely. Knowing He will never hear her pleas yet speaking them anyway, needing to hear the answer. * Does she dance for her life my Jarl?

*The weight of the words she knows He would speak rest heavily upon her shoulders, her frail form shakes harder than any tree in a strong Thassa wind. Again the urge to flee strikes her hard, a lump grows steadily within her throat as she casts a glance towards the back door. The large shadowy image of a Guard approaches her from behind the dais, recognizing Him instantly, recoiling her tiny body she attempts to blend into the tem wood. Small crystal tears drip from her thick sable lashes as Sean closes His strong hands into her hair and drags her over the cold rough wooden floor to the dance pit. Willowy arms extend upwards at His command, her back resting against the pole, His hands move swift and sure as he secures her firmly to the tall ridged rod that protrudes from the satiny grains of sand. Horror fills her face as she struggles to pull free from the binds that secure her. Crumpling back against the pole as tears freely flow over her copper cheeks, resonating from a corner the gentle call of the kaska lifts her chin, her eyes smothered by her charcoal lashes as her tender voice harmonizes with the joining flute. *

Two days past day eighteen, she was achin for a collar in physicians green
Sat down in a booth in the great hall there, gave her order to a girl with bells in her hair
She's a little shy so He gives her a smile, she said would you mind sittin' down for a while, and talking to me, I'm feeling a little low, He said I have few ihn, and I know where we can go

So they went down and they sat on the pier, she said I know you once had a girl collared here
but I'm so lonely, my heart cries for You, would you mind if I came back here to you

*The bottom of her right foot slowly slithers up the level surface of the timber pole, quietly caressing it. Pressing her ass back into the ebony dowel, vibrant green silks ride up the crack splitting her heart shaped ass. Securing her right foot around the circumference of the pole, her hands in the custody of the buckskin straps dangling from the top. Flowing gently forwards her firm breasts thrust outwards, her nipples strain through the thin layer of diaphanous fabric, her slim body flickers against the pole like a sexual diving rod. Spinning once around the pole angry turquoise eyes seek out the barren dais once more, her head lashes violently over her shoulders, long rivers of ebony bark loudly in protest. Overshadowing the sound her sultry voice lifts proudly, strong and sure as the words mingle with the sultry alluring sound of the flute*
I cried
Never gonna were the collar of another Jarl, not meant for robes she told Him. Waitin' for the gloved fit of the iron closure, her love will never end. Waitin' for the fire to come back again, Never more to be alone when my Jarl said. A slave is coming home

*Spurred on by the conviction of her own words she lunges away from the pole, the strong bindings cause her body to whiplash back. Crashing into the impassive wooden obtrusion in the center of the pit, her tiny hands grip frantically at the leather in a futile attempt to free herself. Cerulean eyes shine with enlightenment, leaning in close her right cheek tenderly nuzzles against the pole. Lush berry lips murmur kisses up and down the unyielding wood, slowly her pink tongue flickers from between their crimson shrouds to waltz over the smooth wood where so many bodies have danced before her. Opulent hips press hard into the timber; strong, sculpted thighs grip hard, as if her very life depended upon it. Clearly her voice entwines around the thundering boom of the drums as they mirror the rampage of her heart*
So the words came from an scared little scamp, with flittering heart and trembling hands, she told Him of her heart, how strong she loved and all of the things she was so scared of. She said it's getting really rough for her here, I think of that day kneeling before You in fear I close my eyes, see your collar and smile. Don't worry but without You, I won't be right for a while

*Spinning round with mixed feelings, crazy and wild, small, salty prisms ignited by her soul trickle down her porous flesh, biting into the cracks of her mouth, stinging her chapped lips. Digging the toes of her left foot deeply into the small almost iridescent pebbles under her, a loud pop from the fire sends her foot high into the air. Tiny mirrors reflect the light beautifully as they rain down all around her sleek form casting a soft orange halo over the stunning forest silks that rest snugly against her rippling flesh. Powerful legs send her shooting up from the sand, she sails around the pole, held in a tight arc as the bindings grow ever shorter, pulling her in tighter against the object that causes her so much pain, and so much joy all at the same time. *
I cried
Never gonna were the collar of another Jarl, not meant for robes she told Him. Waitin' for the gloved fit of the iron closure, her love will never end. Waitin' for the slave to come back again, never more to be alone when my Jarl said, I want my slave at home

*Penetrating eyes of blue green seek out the dais once more, her delicate face hopeful as she searches over every hort of the Hall. Gentle features shatter as she fails to find Him again, her small hands claw angrily at the thin straps holding her in place, keeping her from Him. Falling back defeated against the spire that devastates the beauty of the dance pit slowly her small body unwinds from its grip around the pole. Symbols crash splitting the air like lightning, pushing off hard with her feet from the bottom of the pole, leaning back her long unruly curls pool onto the sands like spilt ink. Parting her thighs on either side of her bound hands she stretches out and away from the pole, her ass drifting in a taunting motion to and fro across the round shaft. Sweat causes the green silk to cozy up tighter against her bronze flesh, her soft voice trembles and waivers as she sings*
Late one night, her heart filled with pain, words were said and the anthem sang. my Jarl said please bow your head, the hammer rang leaving her heart for dead. Crying all alone under the bridge is a physician longing for one Man. As one name left nobody really cared, but a pretty little girl with ringlets of raven hair
I cried
Never gonna were the collar of another Jarl, not meant for robes she told Him. Waitin' for the gloved fit of the iron closure, her love will never end. Waitin' for the slave to come back again, never more to be alone when my Jarl said, it's time for you to come home.

*A wild primal cry echoes through the Hall as her final words land like a sledgehammer upon her heart. Letting her legs fall to again entwine around the post, longingly as if to curl around her Jarl Himself. Hand over hand she shimmies up the ridged extremity, rotund breasts glide along on either side, treating the organ with extreme care. Tapered fingers move to untie the strings that hold the silk in place over her body, letting it fall to the sand beneath, taking with it the last bit of apprehension and any traces of the Free Woman she was. Bountiful breasts sway lightly against her chest finally freed from their prison; wanton hips grind down hard against the column. Somewhere deep inside her a new flame awakens with an explosive force, washing over her like the heat from the springs, tempting her to become more than she was. Answering the cry her head slowly rolls back, a extravagant smile curves her soft berry lips, speaking with an air of mystery, in a voice unknown to her she whispers* gee is Home my Jarl!