nekisha{T} steps into the
pit, bright blue eyes begin
to sparkle with excitement,
soft blue silks cling to curvaceous
small body, dainty steps move
her slowly, reluctantly to
the pole where she presses
against it, slender arms lift
and grasp the chain as if
bound for punishment.
nekisha{T} 's head lifts,
fiery curls tumble around
pixie face, closing her eyes
she waits, petite body trembles
as the music starts, swaying
with the primeval sound, whimpering,
lithe body pressing against
the pole. As the drum sounds
loudly, the girl's tiny slave
body jerks as if struck by
the whip, pixie face contorts
with pain, body pressing even
tighter to the pole.
nekisha{T} jerks and twists
with each loud beat of the
drum, as if a whip licks cruelly
around petite slave body,
causing it to press even tighter
to the pole, diminutive body
rubbing against the rough
pole, soft plaintive cries
torn from ruby lips as her
heat grows.
nekisha{T} 's nipples harden
from the touch of the pole,
body jerking and twisting
trying in vain to escape the
savage bite of the whip. The
rough wood scratches sensitive
skin, leaving small red marks,
but girl's lissome body still
moves and sways with the beat
of the music.
nekisha{T} cries out, tiny
hands slip from the chain
as sinuous body slides to
the foot of the pole, forehead
presses to the floor, fiery
curls tumble around her head
as her arms snake out, long
delicate fingers splayed in
supplication, and body trembling
as she begs for mercy.
nekisha{T} slowly kneels up,
wiggling closer, her heat
pressed tightly against the
post, arching her back, small
but full breasts lifting in
offering to the pole that
is her Master, delicate hands
lift, beseeching forgiveness
for her transgression.
nekisha{T} moans softly as
aching need for Master's touch
conquers the small body, hips
pressing and grinding against
the pole. The longing to serve
her Master grows to unbearable
sweet anquish as she writhes
in desperation.
nekisha{T} rises in a fluid
motion and her small hands
grasp the chain, then, leaning
back into a gorean bow, her
blazing mane brushes the floor,
swollen and throbbing heat
brushing against the rough
pole to inflame her further.
nekisha{T} dances her desire
for her Master, body pulsing
and writhing with need, undulating
to the music, offering herself
and slave belly brazenly to
her Master, for His pleasure.
nekisha{T} 's body arches
and jerks while the drums
sound louder, as if the lash
of the whip bites into tender
flesh. Lithe body writhes
and twists as the drums sound
louder and louder. Soft moans
are torn from the very core
of her being.
nekisha{T} writhes on the
pole, and as the music slows,
she lowers into a kneel, chest
rising and falling with the
deep breaths she gasps in,
hands slip gently over aroused
body, sensitive nipples sending
an electric tingle deep within,
and whimpering her desperate
need she crawls to her Master's
feet.
nekisha{T} grovels at His
feet, dainty hands reach up,
begging for His touch, soft
lips place kisses on His feet
as she waits for His touch,
throwing her head back, soft
red curls clinging to damp
cheeks and forehead, husky
voice whispers ~la kajira~
