{liesje}M slowly unfurls tiny
body from the warmth of furs,
flowing to small feet, calf
muscles flex, sending ripples
up long slender thighs. Excited
heart flutters as soft hands
brush back red curls that
tumble over eyes of rare sapphire
gems entranced, supple hips
begin to roll with each tiny
step. Arching a delicate foot,
pointing toes then hovers
an ehn above the many pebbles
of sand, awaiting the beat
of the drum.
{liesje}M sensuously tosses
her head back; as silver links
of chain attached to collar
glistens like the stars above.
Little fingers comb through
coppery curls as nostrils
flare and lips part slowly
to inhale the enticing scent
of the room. Bronze shoulders
shiver, a soft sheen of moisture
encases seductive slave flesh
that shimmers in the flickering
light of the torches, the
music seeping deep within
a kajira's soul.
{liesje}M willowy arms stir
from sides as hands swiftly
lift, diminutive fingers splay
outward caressing smooth sensual
curves, clutching a wanton
body. Links of chain tease
tanned naked flesh bewitching
the onlooker; supple hips
roll with the enthralling
rhythm, shuddering down to
tender knees and up again.
Passion pulses through veins
as a slender neck arches,
closing her eyes, as the stars
above dance in her mind.
{liesje}M soft sounds of the
music pulls at the girl, lifting
head as it cries to a slave's
soul, kalikas testifying to
joy, flutes moaning of pain,
kaskas gently beating of pleasure.
A soft whimper escapes ruby
lips at the first stirrings
of a slave's belly; a moment
of relaxation, heeding the
music, a gentle draft of air
stirring silken curls, tensed
muscles relaxing as lithesome
hips swirl and grind in a
circular motion.
{liesje}M diminutive hands
dance over ripe breasts teasing
with feather touches. Oiled
flesh reflects tongues of
flame as the beast moves into
the anonymity of the fire's
twilight. Coals glow in a
slave's belly throbbing with
the music; czehars join the
music rising in tempo. Lifting
to arched feet as delicate
toes dig into the sand, pressing
against tiny grains; leaping
into the air, feeling the
soft cool breeze against her
heated flesh.
{liesje}M lands upon her feet,
silken curls tumble about
soft shoulders, swaying against
tanned flesh as pride lifts
head high, fighting with the
passion that rages deep within.
The music swells, carrying
away thoughts seared by the
flames of lust. Delicate hands
trace recherché curves,
pausing before the center
of the arch of fire, lithesome
body flushed with the exertions
of dance, shadows rapidly
flickering over slave flesh.
{liesje}M taut belly ripples
as the flames within cast
a soft glow upon her face, arms
rise fluidly, hips sway; lithe
legs flex as tiny toes tense,
moving with larl-like grace
around the outer perimeter
of the camp where sounds of
the bosk and kaiila are heard.
Pausing as a moonbeam dances
down upon still body, as if
hearing the voice of a Free
becoming a slave on display
amid dancing shadows. The
music's seduction flaming
wanton desire.
{liesje}M pulse becomes rapid;
the music quickens its beat,
as an explosion of energy
escapes lithe body. Tiny feet
pound out the tempo as blades
of grass slither between toes.
Whirling around, faster and
faster, switching hips in
a blur, as whirling steps
and motions begin to tighten.
The tempo of the music climbing,
In a fury of flying sand,
light feet draw the girl closer
to those who watch.
{liesje}M Delicate wrists
cross under lifted chin as
drums beat loudly, quickly
lithe body is carried back
to the fire in an erotic rhythm,
as the savage dances from
the core of her belly. Sparking
sapphire gems search the audience
almost as if begging them
to see her, to see her desire
to please. Tiny ankles flex,
body dipping then lifting,
dainty feet pushing up as
curls fan out about features
intent with purpose as she
leaps into the air.
{liesje}M landing on her feet,
dancing closer to the Onlookers,
taut belly gyrating figure
eight's, muscles rippling
under smoothly tanned flesh,
flames dancing wildly inside.
Lifts up on tips of toes,
twirling around, faster and
faster, leg muscles ripple
and flex with each cycle,
spinning down to tender knees.
Golden bells wrapped around
slender ankle quiets their
entrancing melody, soft coppery
tresses come to rest upon
gentle curves of rounded shoulders.
{liesje}M hears the drum slows
its beat as a sultry body
tapers down in time. Only
sounds heard are the noises
of the camp. Slowly a moist
pink tongue darts, running
over full luscious ruby lips
curling into a smile as thoughts
of dancing for the Free the
Ones she dances for sends
ripples of passion through
a tiny trembling frame.
{liesje}M languidly lifts
arms up from tormented body,
brushing a smooth hand across
beaded brow, pushing back
the beads of sweat. Slowly
folding at tapered waist before
the Gathered, palms reach
out, arms uncurling, splaying
fingers, copper curls pool
around oval face, exposing
Her collar around slender
neck, and waits. The dance
finished, but life as a kajira
blossoming like a new found
talender. *~*~ la kajira ~*~*~
