"Gorean Dance"

"maeya{D`S}'s Dances"

Dance of Submission:

* maeya{D`S} darts into the sandpit, the beat of her heart accompanying her racing steps, a wild mane of blond hair flies behind her. her green eyes are wide with fear. with silks half torn from her body they flutter about her form enticing the on lookers to wish to see more. The panic is clear on her face for she knows that the Hunter draws near. she darts one way and then another, frantically searching for a place to hide.

* maeya{D`S} spins forward upon the sand in a clash of cymbals, she tears at the curls of hair in her face. falling on all fours, she crawls forward, body pressed to the ground, slinking like a stalking feline. she crouches low in her hiding place, 'trembling with fear. Tense, she cautiously lifts up, listening, she hears the Hunter is close.

* maeya{D`S} whimpers quietly as she hears the one who would TRY to be her Master. He sees her hiding spot. in desperation the girl runs, she flees trying to find safe harbour, NONE, none! looking behind her her heart leaps as she sees the Master treads up upon her shadow. she fears the things He is thinking. she is the mouse in a panic, she knows he is only playing with her.

* maeya{D`S} jumps to the side to avoid his claws, his paws brushing her skin, the marks of his touch leaving imprints on her soul. running this way and that, heaving for breathe, and His His breath so hot upon her neck. Tingles of fear fall up and down her spine. She yells out "NNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOO" then summoning all her strength, her second wind she jumps to the ground rolling to trip Him, the brave move of the slave girl, the mouse, amuses Him.

* maeya{D`S} writhes on the sandy ground, heart beating impossibly fast. the Master pins her hands above her head. She bucks her hips up in an effort to dislodge Him, squirming, twisting and turning, He presses her body down with His. Her eyes show her rage, winter greens turn on him with hatred, anger, she screams her independence at Him.

* maeya{D`S} denies she hears Him. His words of capture, of bondage and slavery. she whimpers softly in her fear that He is right. her arms fight His, by the humor in His eyes she knows she is not a threat. He waits patiently eyes staring at her examining her body, roaming at his prize.



* maeya{D`S} grinds her hips into the sand trying to escape, she doesn't see His lips until they reach her, grabbing what is His,crushing her mouth with His. she arches her trembling body instinctive arousal coursing through her. she presses up to him, animalistic needs urging her on.

* maeya{D`S} moans low, creamy thighs start to part in fierce need brought on by the Hunter. she fight in her mind but knows finally she is lost. In the second of this realization the Master stands, freeing her. Breathing hard she kneels up. He forces her to acknowledge her need to submit to Him. With tears, she looks up at the Hunter now standing over her. Silence surrounds as with back straight she parts her thighs bringing palms up to them.

* maeya{D`S} cries helplessly into the silence. then with heart still pounding she brings her head to His foot, submitting to the Jarl, body postrate, understanding that He owns her... body and soul.

*maeya{D`S} crawls to Jarl sand in her touselled hair, she lowers her body to Him, ending the dance of submission.






"Designed by Syndara DoveSinger"
"also known as ivy{D`S}fg"


"Background by BoogieJack"