"Magarita's Hope"
ivy{DED}fg shivers in the cold, her silks hanging in rags. With an aching heart, she pulls and twists on the shackles that bind her. oooooooooooogawd... why keep this girl alive. She softly cries, "Just to torture and beat her more." Soft fingers rubbing the sting of tonights whipping still burning through her soul. The red welts dancing on her porcelain flesh over every caress that Master gave.
ivy{DED}fg strains at the shackles upon her ankles but to no avail, a prisoner in her kennel. Slowly as her body twists and turns, she tires, day after day she struggles to stay alive, to do as the Master wishes. oh how she longs to be sold, given to a Master who would love and cherish her. she curls into a ball upon the floor, tired she closes her eyes and drops off into a restless sleep.
ivy{DED}fg soft hands slide the shackles off, slowly she rises from her prison, to wander in the land of dreams. Her soft sensuous body gently swaying, as she feels the wind upon her sweet face. A tabuk jumps in front of her as she sees an image coming into view. The face of man beckoning to her. She slowly moves toward him when she hears, "WAKE UP Slut!!!!!" She cringes as Master kicks her foot, bound in the shackles.
ivy{DED}fg trembles, soft welt covered arms fly up to protect her beautiful head, as she feels the taste of his whip. "Wake up I say" She quivers, as her heart beats fast, wanting to vanish in the cracks on the floor. She opens her eyes praying he will not beat her if she is awake. Tears falling from her face, he leads her out of the kennel. She scrubs the floors with the chain dragging, praying she can get free. Knowing escape was only a fantasy.
ivy{DED}fg shudders, stumbling, falling weak with dispair, she is led back to her kennel and chained to her bed. Quickly she fades from reality, her mind unable to cope, drifting into a deep sleep. She finds herself again on the same road, as she gently strokes the tabuk, finding a sense of peace within its body. She softly moans as she hears a noise and she makes her way down the road, hearkening to his call. "Come girl. come to me come to your Master"
ivy{DED}fg sees his image, slowly making her way toward him, desperate to see his face, yet a swirl of clouds taking the shape of her Master now blocking him from her view. "Oh please" She cried. "Oh please, Master, let me see the man that calls" Suddenly she is pulled down through a black cloud her soft breasts being groped. She groans as she opens her eyes and Master is using her, taking her beauty, from her. Tears falling as she knows she has to give.
ivy{DED}fg gives all to her Master, her soft flesh responding by instinct alone, her mind escaping to that path to that road she wants to follow. she sees the man unable to go to him, unable to make out his face, for she is pulled back to reality, with Master's groans. Wanting it over, she grinds her hips with his rhythm, tears falling upon in the dust on the floor, her mind screaming to the creator, "why this girl, what has she done."
ivy{DED}fg throws herself down upon the furs, worn, exhausted. She drops into a restless sleep, slipping from her shackles, passing a lake she notices a Master sitting on the edge watching her. As she approaches she sees his face, Master gently reaches for her, lifting her chin. She feels a sharp pain as her legs are pulled by the shackles and shes is dragged off her furs, her slave heart racing, pleading "let me sleep, let me be with him."
/me is dragged to the main hall, her soft arms grabbing at her chains trying to stop the pain. Her long red hair drapes, tangled over her nude bruised body, large red stripes over her soft sensuous breasts. She writhes in agony, as her bruised back twists, the cuts from the whips caress decorating its sweet flesh. Her eyes lowered with no hope, she is led to a man. She hears them bickering and suddenly she is tossed at the Master's feet.
ivy{DED}fg hears a soft gentle voice, deep, yet soothing and he softly calls to her. "Come to me girl, let me see your beauty" She feels his hand lifting her chin, wanting to look into her eyes. Slowly raising her head her sea blue eyes are stunned as she looks into his, her sweet ruby lips fall open. The Master of her dreams is now reality. "Come to me girl" he said "I am your new Master."
Gorean Dance
Designed by Syndara DoveSinger"
"also known as ivy{D`S}fg"
