~Tempting Master Castus~
Tingles race up and down aisha's spine...though the air is cool...there is a heat in her belly that is smoldering as she peeks through lowered lashes at the Man who will make her His this night...quivering in her excitement, girl gets to her feet...the merry tinkle of her bina's following in her wake....gliding like honey that runs smoothly from it's comb she goes to the sand pit to entice and beguile and enflame His desire...
Standing with her back to Him...the toe of her right foot extended out behind her....she gently reaches up and ties a love knot in the back of her glorious blonde hair...as a signal of her want to be taken...a sign to all who witness this heated dance of desire...her lashes flutter softly as she thinks of Master Releasing the knot...a soft moan escapes her parted lips as she trails soft finger tips along her neck and down over tightly peaked nipples....
As soft music drifts into the air...she shifts feminine hips and pivots smoothly to face Master, fingers resting lightly on the sheer fabric covering taut breasts...as she looks deep into his eyes she backs to the pole in the center of the firelit room...she tilts her chin bending a long graceful neck as if to receive his kiss upon her shoulder...eyes gently closing ...she sighs softly the pole the only one wise to her reaction...leaning firmly against the strength of steel at her back she slides to her heels parting her thighs widely...the thin fabric that covers her slaves heat dips down between to touch the sand...pressing firmly she pushes back up begging with every inch she slides....
Reaching to the back of the sheer white silk....she undoes the tie at her neck...letting the shimmering fabric fall to her supple waist...as the cool air kisses aroused buds...she raises her arms above her blonde head to grasp the steady strength of metal behind her...again she slides to the floor of the pit...eyes closed...her mind elsewhere entertaining a picture of lust with the one that will own her body and soul....She rises pressing firmly against him...her right hand coming up to tangle gently in his hair as she turns in his embrace...soft cries escaping her heaving chest...begging and pleading to be taken...she plants soft urgent kisses along imaginary shoulders and a strong muscular chest...in her mind fingers trailing down his taut flat stomach...
Grasping the pole she hugs herself tightly to the lifeline...knowing her happiness lies within His...she leans her head back pressing the heat of her sex to the increasing warmth of the pole...wrapping her right leg around the pole and extending her firm left leg...she holds her body to the pole...completely dependent upon it's strength...lightening her grip she bends further back placing her hands upon the sand holding herself there in an unusual Gorean bow....
Not wanting to break contact with it's strength but knowing she must...she kicks her slender..graceful legs over her head and slides down to her smooth flat belly in the sand...her silks wrapped crazily about her waist...exposing the soft roundness of her bottom...enjoying the soft scratchiness of the sand upon her enflamed skin...she crawls on her belly back to the foot of the towering pole...she wraps her arms about it's base and places a gentle kiss there...knowing that every day this is where she wants to be...lying at His feet awaiting His every whim with a joyous heart...drawing her knees up beneath her..exposing her glistening need..as hand over hand she pulls herself up and the shimmery silks slide down once again...
…..rising on shaky knees, as the music quickens….she spins about the pole expressing the depth of her desperation, that of a love starved white silk kajira…..hips beginning to undulate with a will of their own a soft sheen of moisture begins to glisten upon her skin…..the see through fabric sticking to her thighs …..she pushes away from the center of her attention to stand within It’s grasp if it was so desired….pressing moist palms to her soft bottom she leans back continuing to swivel her feminine hips….slowly standing she looks at the Male apparition with eyes glazed a smile lighting her pink lips she skips quickly behind him the bounce of her breasts and the musical noise of her anklet announcing her playful nature….teasing fingers slide slowly up and down an imaginary torso….a wicked grin spreading across her face….as tiny nails rake sensitive ribs and ghostly hips…..sinking to her knees the warmed steel pressed between glistening globes, placing kisses all the way down….wrapping her long fingers around she closes her eyes imagining soft fur upon a hard chest….dragging nails softly….teasingly down a warriors taut diamond cut abdomen….to His training hardened thighs as she presses her heat flamed cheek against Him….standing and moving once again to the front of the pole she imagines Him looking down over her shoulder as she cups ample breasts teasing their tips for his eyes pleasure…..does He know this slaves heart yearns to beat just for him……that these arms crave to please him…..no fear creases this ones brow as she yearns to say …..Master Your girl wishes to please Your every desire….only say the word…..
The music comes to an end fading softly…..she hopes He will grant her fantasy and bring it to reality…. Slowly she leaves the security of an imaginary lover…..nervously she searches the faces of those who watch….calming her heart and using her senses she feels the heat of his gaze upon her half naked form…turning her head to face his stare. …she falls to her knees, gently placing her palms and elbows on the floor raising her bottom as she lowers her head she crawls to him…..pausing for a moment at his feet….placing a soft kiss to his ankle ….she ingrains this moment in her mind for a lifetime…gently lifting his booted foot she lays it upon her delicate neck, crossing her tiny wrists behind her…..left over right….listens quietly hearing the loudness of the hush around them…..The heart she offers up to Master beating steadily once more.….she waits while her submission to Master Castus is digested by all…….
With a feeling of completeness a soft sigh escapes smiling lips and she whispers……Master, Your girls dance has ended………
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