~~Submission~~
crawling from the Master, rising as she uncurls her long legs, shaking her head, fiery curls cascading down her back, moving quietly tot he sandpit, hips swaying sensously as her ass twitchs with each step of her bare feet, toes curling as they sink in the sand, stopping with her feet shoulder width apart, lifting her hands high above her head, clasping her fingers together, tilting her head back, body stilling~~*~~
breasts rising and falling with each soft breath she takes, long lashs lowering over her hazel eyes as she listens for the sweet haunty music of the double flute, lips parting slightly, tounge flicking out to wet her full pouty lips as she feels the music flowing through her body, hips swaying slowly from side to side, her fiery curls swishing back and forth between her body and the Masters view.~~*~~
hips and ass playing a tantilizing game of peek-a-boo with the Masters as her fiery curls swing back and forth with her gentle movements, hiding and exposing her body from them, slowly bending at her waist, hands beginning to go from side to side as well, her body forming into a serpintine manner as her bare feet stay planted in the sand.~~*~~
body jerking and spinning in the sand as she hears the clash of the cymbals breaking the gentle melody of the double flute, fiery mane swirling and wrapping around her body, hands dropping to before her held out, palms out, hazel eyes widening with fear as her nostrils flare, backing a step away, head snapping from left to right, seeking a way to escape.~~*~~
taking another step back, eyes wide with the instinct to run, hands trembling before her as she shakes her head back and forth, lips parting as a soulful moan escapes her lips, fighting her body and soul, feeling her desire to sumbit, but fighting with all her training she has had her life, knowing in her heart she must submit, but fearing the toatl lose of control, tears sparkling in her hazel eyes as she shakes her head.~~*~~
gasping softly as she hears the command, shaking her head softly, crying as she knows she has not will to fight the desire burning bright in her belly, slowly melting to her knees, thighs parting wide, exposing her glistening shaven mound, wet with her desire to please, breasts rising high in offering for the Masters pleasure as she lifts her chin, hazel eyes sparkling with her slave passion, hands still on her thighs, palms up.~~*~~
stilling as she hears the music fade, her heart lighter as she knows she is kajira and has no need to fight her passion and desire to serve any more.~~*~~
~~The End~~