Learning to write... This is one of my first few dances.. i leave it now as it was origonally written..


Walks to the fire on small dainty feet... quiet bells on slender ankles chime.. cutting through the night as she moves across the sand.. long tresses of copper hair captured in a glimmer of moonlight flow in waves softly down her back as she moves... she stops and kneels at the edge of the fire.. light casts a glow reflecting off tender porcelain flesh..

Steel blue eyes darkened by the night look into the hot flames, a lithesome body stands silent caught in thought... a smile on crimson lips cross a fleeting path of a memory held close to a slave girl's heart.. turning.. longing blue eyes look deeply into His..

Drinking in His stare.. filling her with visions of His desire.. once again turning to the flames... small hands fold and come together behind her back... she begins to move along the path that circles the fire... head lowered as if looking for a small treasure placed upon this path.. light catches on her full round breast... pink orbs hardened against the chilling night air..

One small arched foot placed purposefully infront of the other carry a her small naked form around the edges of the blazing fire.. bends to the fire's edge to pick up a small lit branch... she rises and walks away from the fire with a small flame to light her way..

Hips round yet firm sway from side to side as if caught in an ebb and flow of barely crested waves... breasts rise and fall upon shallow breaths as she dances with the flame... arms long and slender snake in.. then out... letting fire cast light then shadow on her nakedness..

Body bends back slowly.. breast taut and hard peak outwards swelling with each breath... her back leans against the hard bed of sand.... thighs parted wide leaving her open for His view... feet push her hips up towards the flame above... as if her body becomes consumed by the fire light trickling, playing, and reflecting off of her flesh.. then receding into the darkness...

Slowly.. like a cobra uncoils from it's basket her body rises.. eyes trained on the bright flame now leading her forwards... guiding her every move to Him... as she dances closer to Him small hands lower the flame and her azure eyes meet His.. looking deep into His dark eyes.. her tongue flickers out to wet crimson lips as she falls to her knees at His feet.... the fire... the flame traces down into the sand....

Drops the branch as her hands lift and run up His legs.... His thighs.... leaning her breast in towards Him climbing higher.. reaching upwards... her neck stretches once more... towards His strong lips... pushing up with her feet... hard nipples ripple upon his vast chest.. hands traveling the length of His body... until soft satin lips meet His with a kiss.. lighting a new flame....

Soft wet tongue comes to trace His lips and chin.. down onto His neck... lower still to His nipple... lips close and suckle.. down her tongue falls soft upon his tummy.. running hot and wet around the edge of his navel and down to the trail of light hair leading.... then breaks away as she kneels at his feet thighs spread wide... long copper tresses gracing the cold ground.. palms fall crossed and upturned over her head touching His feet....


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