Bound was written from a story that Master wrote especially for me soon after our first meeting... It was intended to be performed by two slaves.


First Slave

Dark blue eyes veiled in thick ebony lashes, scan the crowd of rioting warriors returned from a days battle and victory.. Hearing Their call for entertainment.. A note of trepidation written on deep ruby lips as she steps from the evening shadows, long flowing tresses of shimmering copper hair weave and wrap her nearly naked frame...

Bare breasts, flesh of warmed honey, hardened nipples of rich coral tease the Men as swift bare feet move to the fire, hips roll like thunder, the leather thong pulls into moist slave's heat, a slave chain slaps against muscular legs, amber light of the fire catches the golden nose ring of a Tuchuk kajira as she steps to the wooden tripod..

Fights to hide a shudder as loud roars and chest pounding Men fall silent.. All eyes staring into a slave's desire.. A fine lined chin lifts almost in defiance as she sits upon a small stool beneath the tripod, a rope sways behind her as long slender fingers reach for leather strips soaking in a pail of water...

Gleaming eyes scan the crowd once more, thin ankles pull together, slowly she begins to bind her ankles pulling the wet leather tight.. A Gorean slave knows the art of binding well.. A heavy grunt falls from twisted lips as she tightly cinches and knots her ankles.. Slowly rising from the stool the slave begins to dance..

Mounded breasts rise with each breath, hard nipples pointing at each Man, slender arms reach out to either side of her as she twists, fire red hair takes flight and floats back down as bound feet light the ground, arched back turned to the crowd her bare bottom rolls in provocative motion..

Playful hands reach behind her and pull fire flushed cheeks apart to show a leather thong cutting into the crevasse of a slave's ass.. nikko shimmies and laughs, taunting.. Teasing.. Hot wet tongue flickers out as her hands pull up on one large breast to lick.. her heart beating as hot as Lar Torvis as cheers rise from the crowd..

Knees bend and rock.. Velveteen curves gyrate and sway.. A cobra.. A viper.. Snaking in serpentine fashion as nimble fingers reach again for wet leather strips.. she bobbles and weaves bringing knees together.. Swift hands wrapping wet leather till knees are bound tightly..

Strong palms wrap around the small stool as she lifts her body with the strength of a kaiila bound feet and legs lift smoothly off the ground and up to stand on toes upon the stool.. The snake slithers in a myriad display of motion, slender fingers touch and caress hot flesh, seemingly free... definitely bound..

Heat of the fire dries wet leather, cutting deeper into tender flesh, she reaches for the dangling rope, swiftly forming a noose slipped over two narrow wrists, she moans in pleasure as her dance of seduction brings the leather tighter, long arms slither and weave above her, the rope hangs loose and dances with the kajira..

Lean back arches as the slave leaps quickly into the air sending the stool flying into the fire, the rope pulls tight and jerks her bound wrists.. The slave withers and dangles.. Men cheer louder as the dance grows harsher.. her head flails as her body shudders in waves of shocks, tresses of a wild girl's hair slap at taut flesh..

Second Slave

Onyx eyes catch the light as a lone slave steps from the crowd of boisterous warriors. Waves of coal black hair shimmer in winding curls around soft ivory flesh, a haunting smile fleets across luscious ka la na red lips. The crowd grows quiet as languid hips ebb and flow. Long lean legs carry her to the dangling slave..

Her sheik naked form glistens and mesmerizes in the glow of hot firelight, slender fingers reach up and trail across the slave hanging by her wrists, a long moan escapes as she moves in erotic circles teasing the girl endlessly.. Shimmering ebony hair tumbles and cascades down her arched back, licking at her two bare Gorean moons..

Velvet hips begin to roll in seductive gyrations, a thin golden chain around a slave's thin waist sparks of lightening adding to the thunder of the crowd as she spins her sister in mercurial circles.. Stepping away, tantalizing fingers bend and flex as they trail down and around the dancing kajira's heated flesh...

Swiftly the Tuchuk kajira moves to one wooden pole of the tripod, bringing her glistening heat to press and grind into the pole as she strokes the wood with silk fingers.. her head arches back, a long hard moan escapes crimson lips as they part, the slave's shimmering body catches the flames as she slides down the pole..

Delicate hands fall from the pole, taking up a wooden spike and a large smooth rock in each.. Small heels push a sultry girl up.. Taut ivory breasts with nipples made of pebbles captured in amber glow, push out as her back arches sending the pole to delve into her cleavage. Linear arms rise bringing the stake and stone to taunt the Men.

Shimmering shocks of black silk hair twist and fly in the night air as the slave rebounds off the pole.. she walks coyly to her slave sister in fluid steps.. Smoldering eyes shine with a glint of light as she takes on a purposeful look.. Suddenly she drops her parted knees into the sand.. With a hard heavy blow from the rock she drives the spike deep into the ground..

A hush falls over the crowd as nimble fingers reach to the pail taking up a long strip of wet leather... swiftly she ties the bindings of her sister's ankles to the spike pulling tight until the slave cannot move any longer.

Midnight eyes sparked with fire scan the crowd of hungry warriors, a smile of sweet seduction lights succulent lips.. she lifts from the ground.. Lays a soft kiss on her bound sister's taut thighs.. With a cattish giggle.. she slips back into the crowd of starving warriors.. Leaving sister bound for another day's pleasure..


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