| hearing His voice , looking at the Handsome Viking Master, she wonders if she will ever be able to please Him , leaning forward, pressing her palms to the floor , pushing back,she begins to crawl away from Him, fiery tresses sweeping across the furs as her head sinks lower , pausing several feet from Him, she tries to control her breathing, the beating of drums sounding in her ears as her heart races as though it could pound through her chest , tiny fingers curl tightly into the furs |
| pressing the side of her face to the furs, hips raise higher and silks climb, exposing firm globes of her bottom, forming a delicate heart , fighting to control her movements , lifting her eyes to Him fast as lighting , the sight of Him causing the beat of her hert to pound louder, the sound ringing in her ears, leaning back to her heels, her breast rising and falling her breathing ragged ,nipples growing hard against her silks out lining them beautifully |
| her body responding , her mind screaming as she remembers , the clicking sound of her collar, the way He told her that would be the last choice she made for herself , the way He threatens to beat ,sell or give her away if she is not found pleasing, anger sinking in , her body grows taunt ,defiant, moving her finger to His collar, nails tapping on the steel that encases her neck , bringing them further down long nails dragging along her throat to the knot on her silks |
| entwining her fingers to the loop of her silks, releasing them as they slide past her shoulders over her breasts, down the small span of her waist ,pools of emerald laying around her on the furs ....... with a sweep of her hand, they fly through the air, floating briefly for a moment...suddenly they land at His feet , arching her back deeply, free from the silks, she begins swaying, slender arms over her head bringing her hair up her neck exposed, the blue steel shinning in the firelight |
| the drum beat roars louder in her ears, she throws herself bending totally foreword, her long mane of red glowing against the furs, in one fluid motion she sweeps her head back , her hair cascading down her spine, her back arching as she tilts her hips rotating them upward , her head back, her breasts rising even higher, perkily nipples standing out, begging for His touch, beginning to twist back and forth, from side to side, she tries to fight these feelings He has awakened in her |
| moving her hands into her hair, piling it up over her head, swaying from side to side, dipping back ,exposing herself totally to Him as the beat grows stronger against her ears, a soft whimper escaping rosy lips, twisting her fingers in her hair, making one long velvety strand, looping the ends through a circle she forms, her hair now resting smoothly over her shoulder, her eyes softening as she looks to Him again, deep blue pools reaching out to Him |
| leaning back up ,gently resting on her heels, her nails pressing into her knees, tilting her head backwards to the floor, breasts and thighs coming up off of the furs , her nails raking from her knees to her thighs, pausing just before her slave heat , her hips grind faster and faster, the roaring drum beat pounding in her ears, suddenly her hands lift , reaching slender arms to Him spanning her fingers painfully wide, her thighs spreading wider as velvety folds begin to show their moisture |
| pulling her self up, looking to him, lust clearly written all over her face, fingers move gently across her breasts as a pink tongue slips out from ruby lips , rocking on her bottom ,bouncing softly against her heels, her arms wide, pleading silently to Him, moving her head from side to side , suddenly dipping in a circle sweeping forward deeply at the waist, twisting, forming one continuous circle, sweeping down, coming back up only to sweep down again, her slave belly burning , threatening to consume her, throwing her self forward, thighs spread painfully wide, squirming, her hands stretching out to Him, the drum beat in her head slows to a gently pounding, she sees for the first time her true worth is only measured by His desire , as the room spins away from her, blue smoldering eyes close , tiny fingers reaching for the slightest touch from Him, her body , mind, and soul , beg Him to continue her journey...... |
| Dance of Submission |
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