trixie {UK/DINA
whip dance


she moves from His chambers... clad in a diaphanious emerald colored silk.... long blond hair flowing about her as she slips down the stairs... moving across the hall as she takes a deep breath.... pausing a moment as a guard comes up to her... a loud booming voice fills the hall..DANCE girl... NOW!!.her heart leaps to her throat as she whirls around... lifting the brillant blue eyes to Him... her head shaking no as she steps back slowly.... He grinz and pulls out a long single tailed whip... tossing it to the ground at her feet...His voice hissing at her...Use it girl... or I will.. she gazes down to the whip in horror

the small girl.. remembering the burning pain of the whip hitting her flesh that day trembles.... she lowers... the tiny hand slowly wrapping around the handle as she lifts it with a whimper... the sounds of drums slowly filling the air as she suddenly flashes the Master a defient look.. the blue eyes flashing with fire as she tosses her head sending her long locks swirlign around her and steps into the pit... she turn... and flicks her wrist... sending the whip through the air to CRACK!!.. in the air just a few short feet from the guard as His head fall back laughing... only infuriating her more as she begin to pace around the pit slowly... her thoughts and feelings begining to collide within her

she turns looking at the pole... sending the whip crashing in the air as her body seems to jerk with the sound filling the air... hear tjumping to her throat rememberin the feel of th eleather on her backas she flicks her wrist once more... sending the tail of the whip high and knocking the shackles from the top of the pole to dangle by the steel chains.... the end of the whip getting caught in the chains as she moans softly her eyes closed.. the feel of the whip on her skin from that day fully awakened as she holds the handle of the whip... the drums beating louder as she weaves and slithers under the whip... her small body swaying as the soft silk seems to drift from her as her back arches with her weaving.... the whip her anchor to the pole as she sways in hypnotic almost desperate movementts


her soft whimpers begin to fill the air as her body is like a hith as her tiny hands move up the captured whip.... drawing closer and closer to the pole as her head falls back.. long honey hued tresses draping down to the sand as hips sway side to side... hands slithering through the air as she CRIES out as she touches the shakcles and cold steel.... lettin gthe end of the whip free as it drops to the sand... her hands twirling in the cold steel there as she turns slowly around the pole... her wrists trapped as the guard moves over and picks up the whip... sendin it through the air..CRACK!!CRACK!! He sends it flying.. the hip never touching her but her body JERKING as she moans loudly.... legs quivering as she writhes in the chains like snake

her body on fire with her thoughts as the guard flicks the whips through the air... it siwrls around her wiast this time as she MOANSSSSSs... eeling the tial catch the flimsy sheer silks and as He pulls the whips back the silks RIP off her small body... whimpering as she cries out...

MASTERRRRRR... her small form helpless in the bounds as the drums ignite her .. the whip charging her with the fire and need that His power Demands from her as her back arches... her ass contacting the cool pool as she flicks her tongue over her lips.... the guard undoing her shackles as she takes the pole... slowly spinning around it until she falls to her knees on the sand.... He snaps the whip through the air.... once more... sending it over her head as her body jerks as if hit... back arching as her head falls to the sand.. hips roaming softly up and down in time to the drums

she writhes in the sand as long honey hair is driven around her as she rocks back to her knees.. her falign and lifting as her hands lift to the Master.... pleading as the drums beat louder and LOUDER.... her body writhingin the sand in deperatoin s each crack of the whip sends her further inot writhing need.... her hips gyrating slowly as she cant help but dance to the whips command.... first arching her body back then to the side as the whips expertly snaps in the air around her... her body a mere puppet to the Whip

suddenly the drums fall silent..... he body heaving and gasping for air as she looks to Him.... he rolls up the whip and leaves her... her hand shooting out as she CRIES... nooooooooooooooooo... Masterrrrrr.... tears running down her face as she remembers the sheer pain the disapproval in Hid eyes caused her.... the touch of His whip sealing forever her fate as she crawls from the pit... her body slowly moving over the hall floor.... moaning and whimpering softly as she goes to His chair... lowering even more... she kisses the furs at His chair.... her voice the merest whisper as she knows fully what she is... the sheer tought of His weilding of the whip sending her body shaking.... she looks up... the oceanic blue eyes brimmed with tears of defeat and celebratoin..

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