"Velvet Caress"
ivy{DED}fg rises up with fluid grace, twirling her dainty palms she undoes the knot of her Turian camisk and with a continuing swirl lifts it over her head and letting it float to the furs before her. taking three steps back bowing deeply with love and devotion, then turns moving across to the dancing sands, seductive hips swaying like a boat on a gentle summer sea. she steps to a corner, folding to her knees crouching with fear.
ivy{DED}fg trembles as fear flows through her veins. She cringes toward the back of the cage as she listens to the low murmur of the Free. Cerulean blue eyes peer through the bars, seeking a way out knowing there is none. The only thoughts racing trough her mind were ones of how she got into this mess. Suddenly a Master comes toward the cage, cowering against the back she grabbed onto cold steel.
ivy{DED}fg whimpers, holding on tightly, as the steel cage unlocks and He opens the front. He reaches in and grabs her arm commanding her out of the cage. "please Master, no, please" she cried out as He leaned down snapping her long tresses and yanks her from within. Tears began to fall as terror filled her soul, as He forces her to her knees before Him.
ivy{DED}fg groans as He seizes her hair, tipping her head back to gaze up to Him. Unwrapping His fingers from her, He reaches to his belt and takes off His whip. He smacks it hard upon his palm and coldly says, " you will dance girl, and you better dance well. dance as if your life depended on it for it may" abruptly she feels a sharp pain tear across her back, the sound of the whip cracking against soft skin filling the air.
ivy{DED}fg cries out, scrambling up to her feet, she begins to sway. Lifting up on dainty toes, then rolling back snapping her hips to the erotic beat. she spins, then feels the harsh bite of leather against her firm cheek. Fires within her belly slowly begin to burn with each sting of the whip. An ember fueled by sheer embarrassment, sparked to brighter flame, slave flesh wantonly gyrates to the rhythm of snapping velvet.
ivy{DED}fg feels the languid heat of the room upon her burning skin, her every movement commanded by each snap of His whip. She dashes around the room, moaning as He lays sweet welts upon her tender flesh. Flames within searing like a forest fire out of control, wantonly she dances, falling to her knees, leaning back her hair brushes soft sand, as reddened cheeks grind against her heels.
ivy{DED}fg flinches as she feels His whip glide over her breast, she groans as it catches into a ring. Her hips thrust forward as He pull hard tearing it free, causing pleasure to rush to her swelling bud. She rolls to her belly, grinding soft wanton flesh into the cruel sands, nude body glistening in the light of the room as her heat rages within.
ivy{DED}fg rolls over and over as His whip leaves trails of red, pain and pleasure causing her hips to dance upon the sand. With a loud crack she loudly moans as its taunting caress, calls to the beast within, rolling to her belly she crawls across harsh sands now clinging to her. Feeling the Master's eyes upon her, she rolls to her back, undulating seductive hips against the tile.
ivy{DED}fg shudders as she feels the bite of the whip against delicate treasures, she twists with its caress, wanting to be touched, taken, opening all she is to His command, but fear over takes her. She spins her back exposed to the Master, she seductively gyrates, her nectar dampen cold stone. A sharp pain burns upon her tender flesh as the velvet Master tastes of her need.
ivy{DED}fg moans as she lifts up with serpentine grace, tossing her white mane wildly down as she bends back and forth, as full breasts shimmy. Pierced soft nipples taut as the power of His whip calls to her heat. He laughs as He sees the beast's body decorated with the whips velvet caress. He snaps His wrist, the whip en-wrapping her body, it catches in the ring and He spins her upon her toe.
ivy{DED}fg seductively sways, long supple arms twirling up over her head, as hypnotic hips, call to the Free. she groans as sweet tingles course from her belly to the delicate bud that rests at the entrance to her sacred valley. The exotic dance of velvet teaching her of her slavery, as its kiss brightens tender treasures. Long hair of snow clings wet, sands now cementing it to her striped breast.
ivy{DED}fg softly growls as animalistic lust takes control, she slithers down to her knees, her hips rolling as she crawls across the sands like a larl in heat, her velvet tongue lightly gliding across her hand tasting it's salty sweetness. Lust filled eyes, seeking that which controls her, tasting of the power of His bite. He grins as He sees the slut approach, watching the beast within as it craves to be taken.
ivy{DED}fg crawls to his feet, sweet slave flesh burning with need. He watches as she leans down kissing His feet then lowers to her back and wantonly dances her hips as she opens her treasures to His view. He steps to the girl, gliding the whip along tender welts on her belly, over her breasts to lay across her neck. Do you wish more beast? He laughs as he rolls the whip up catching it in His hand.
ivy{DED}fg softly whimpers as she writhes against the tile. oh please Master, oh please take this slut, use her, control her, make her Your own. He leans down slowly working the handle of the whip between her swollen lips, pressing lightly against the flower now in full bloom, He brushes it firmly against her. Loudly moaning she bumps and grinds in need, crying out as she is ready to explode, praying for the word.
ivy{DED}fg softly moans, cerulean blue eyes, glazed over as her slave heat consumes her, wantonly using the handled as if it were Master. He chuckles as lifts the damp velvet to drink in the scent of her nectar. Looking down upon the girl as she burns with need He smacks the handle against the palm of His hand.
ivy{DED}fg whimpers as she Hears Him say "You danced well beast, and I will not kill you this day. But if you wish to taste of my power, the next time you will not fight. Gazing down upon her wanton body one last time He shakes His head then turns and walks away.
Gorean Dance
"Designed by Syndara DoveSinger"
"also known as ivy{DED}fg"
