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    "Kal-da Spiced Wine Serve"

"Red Silk Serves"

        Kal-da:


        ivy{DED: may ivy be of service beloved Mistress Poisyn.. a dance, refreshments.

        * Poisyn smiles softly....a hug and them some kal-da would be nice

        ivy{DED}: Yes Mistress

        * ivy{DED} opens her arms and hugs Mistress tightly..

        * Poisyn laughs gently and opens her arms for the hug

        * Poisyn hugs back and smiles as she does...have missed you sweets ....am glad you are happy

        * ivy{DED} gracefully stands takes three steps back bowing deeply with great respect, she turns making her way to the servery, her soft hips swaying like waves upon the beach at ebb tide. she steps to the shelves in search of the perfect bowl.

        * ivy{DED} traces the beautiful vessels with her delicate finger tips, till she spots a beautiful vessel with the etchings of Gorean wildlife upon the sides. she smiles standing upon her tiptoes she reaches for it.

        * ivy{DED} softly lines stretch as she grasps it in her finger tips, then lowers herself back to the floor, she glides it down her delicate neckline, rolling the rim across her shoulder and down her left arm searching for nicks and flaws harmful to the Mistress, she presses lightly in on her inner wrist knowing nothing will escape her here and smiles brightly as she feels its perfection.

        * Poisyn smiles as she watches

        * ivy{DED} presses it against her belly as she picks up a clean repcloth, she wipes it out an polishes to a diamond finish her seductive hips wiggling with the effort. she holds it up to the lamp light smiling as she catche the beauty of the Mistress in its surface. quickly lowering it she turns making her way to the cold room, opening the door she slips quickly inside.

        * ivy{DED} softly moans as the frigid air causes goosebumps to dance upon her heated flesh, she moves to the bowl of cut tospit and larmas' she picks up a couple and places them into the bowl. she then quickly hurries from the room, bumping the door shut with her hip. she makes her way to the storage shelf and finds an cinnamon stick and softly smiles. turning she makes her way to the hearthfire

        * Poisyn tilts her head in thought as she watches ivy move about the keep

        * ivy{DED} smiles softly as she feels the heat upon her feet and hears he crackling of the fire, she approaches, lithely kneeling, balancing the bowl upon her thighs she lifts the lid from the kal-da, picking up the ladle she fills the bowl.. she shivers as she heat flows through her, a soft sigh escaping.

        * ivy{DED} returns the ladle, and the lid, then lithely stands, she turns making her way back to the wonderful Mistress, her soft bare feet sounding like rain upon a wooden roof. she lissomely kneels. pressing it against her belly she asks.

        ivy{DED}: Mistress would you like ivy to sip to assure your safety

        * Poisyn smiles softly.....yes sweets

        * ivy{DED} smiles raising it to her ruby lips placing a lingering kiss upon its side, she then tips it to take a tiny sip to assure Mistress's continued good health, then drifting it to place a blessing upon it.

        * Poisyn turns from ivy's serve to look upon aeneas..... greetings little one...*turns back to watch ivy finsih the serve*

        ivy{DED}: Mistress Poisyn, may this kal-da be as hot as the desire that glows within ivy to serve and pleasure the Free, may it be as sweet your gentle touch upon ones face, may ivy's serve have given you pleasure and warmed your heart as she serves you from the depth of her soul.

        * ivy{DED} raises her arms out lowering her head between them offering the kissed side.

        * Poisyn takes the drink from her small hands raising the dark jade veil the soft features showing faintly as she does and sips the kal-da lowering the cup and the veil she says in a soft soothing whisper

        * ivy{DED} glides her palms to her silken thighs resting them as she listens to the Mistress

        Poisyn: ivy my sweet the kal-da is most pleasing and warm, your serve shows your love , charm and beauty with each move you take...you have warmed my heart with it this day...you may rest at my furs if you wish till needed sweets




      gorean beverages

      gorean food

      gorean dances

      I would like to thank any and all who have
      given me the information provided here
      if any mistakes are noticed please email
      ivyDED@netscape.net
      mistakes will be noted.



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