celeber descends into the grainy pool, a petite girl swathed in rainbow veils, glittering azure eyes gazing haughtily at the assembled, stops abruptly. A muscled leg snakes between silks, tensing, slender ankle bending, dainty foot arching, painted toes pointed, wrists swiveling, hands opening, revealing empty palms, turns a proud head, a shower of talender locks teasing down a softly muscled back. The music begins...

celeber ~thrumming echoes of the tabor break the hushed silence~ the gentle beat enticing lithe arms to rise and flow with the rhythm, snaking up and down fluidly, sweet trill of a flute demanding sultry hips to engage, undulating, sensuous beckoning, shimmering silks fluttering, milky flesh peeking beneath. Steps lightly, arriving at the end of the sand pit...

celeber thrusts a curved hip playfully, rolling shoulder and hip teasingly, cobalt orbs flashing daringly to several Master's eyes. A smooth belly bends enticingly ~exotic tune riding the air~ gyrating at the edge of the pit, ivory arms snaking toward the center of an ethereal form, nimble fingers tugging the amber silk, velvet flesh of a forearm revealed, dropping all fear into a puddle of scintillating gossamer...

celeber slips backwards, one foot directly behind the other, reaching the center of the pool of sand. Rolls a taut belly, arms rising, liquid movements, forward and back, pleading, head falling, silken tresses teasing tensed shoulder blades, yanks the copper material free from the fully covered arm, throwing foul bleakness from her...

celeber rocks a slender form with the continued melody, rumbling tabor driving undulating hips, lilting flute sending partially revealed arms sliding down beguiling curves, fingertips gliding across many hued silks, settling upon the opal veil hiding the pale flesh of a girls thigh, pulls the snowy cloth, sending frigid emotions to grainy sand...

celeber saunters out of the pit, smoldering cerulean eyes locking upon a Master, slinks close to Him, body gyrating, beckoning, a breath between. He reaches to touch her. Steps away laughing mockingly, spins suddenly a prism of colors, loosens the ebon veil, sending wickedness away, a pool of midnight at Master's feet...

celeber skips to another Master, backing toward him, muscular back arching left and right, remaining silks bouncing with each jerk of lush hips, dainty feet rise and fall emphasizing translucent veils covering a toned posterior, deft hands hover over the emerald silk covering an undulating derriere, slips to the remaining front silk, releasing indigo material to Master's lap, farewell melancholy...

celeber retreats back to the sand pit, gyrating a smooth stomach and sultry hips, hands stretching out, grasping the air, retracting and swirling, inviting penetrating stares. Silks flutter against each other, tangerine fire and liquid amethyst, ripping the veils and sending the duo flying, feeling no loss as deceit and vulgarity depart...

celeber slides warm hands over lily flesh, cradling pert breasts, down over a quivering belly, traces fingers over seductively circling hips, stopping at arms length, reaching to the jade veil, flicking the silk free, trailing the veil forward between velvet thighs, manipulating the smooth cloth upwards, releases an audible sigh as jealousy falls from fingertips, wafting to the ground...

celeber stretches trembling arms, lithe form starts to spin, golden tresses flying violently, pirouettes and twirls repeatedly, nearing dizziness, falls gracefully to hands and knees upon scraping sand, a sheen of sweat upon alabaster flesh, breathes deeply, ruby cloth fluttering. The length of garnet silk descends to beige granules, revealing parted coral lips, a slave girl's rage melting to the grains of sand...

celeber ~the pulsating tabor dies down leaving the solo flute singing through the air~ rouged lips curving into a brilliant smile, swaying on parted knees, winding down with the dying melody, visibly closing down, wrapping arms around a smooth torso, drawing knees demurely together, lowering forehead to knees. Wishing the undesirable qualities were as easily shed as a bit of silk. The flautist ends the tune and the kajira freezes. ~