In loving memory of Mistress Fyree

I Dance Contest

 

kamna{D} from #Koroban_Kaverns

 

kamna{D} moans softly as tender finger tips explore gold chained breasts and hidden treasures - the beast stretching open and hungry like a cat in the sun as she lays languishing on her back in the sand - trembling in pleasure as she floats sweetly in that feverish place between slumber and wakefulness where animal instincts rule supreme over a beast - an iridescent creature lost in her body's pleasure~

kamna{D} shudders sweetly as eager fingertips explore heated flesh, shimmering green eyes open languidly, slowly focusing on the Master's pole at her side - the symbol of the power she struggles to deny - a snarl lifts from full, ripe lips as she wakens and rolls to her belly - a beast on all fours as she shies away from the pole - her raging lust driving her anger as she hisses at the pole and its power to drive her

kamna{D} crawls free of the pole, eyes bright with an emerald fire, blonde curls and shimmering sand clinging to pale flesh - gold ringed, tautly chained breasts heave with each passionate breath as naked beast prances from the pole - circling it as if tethered by her lust - drawn by the aura of power over her - free from it, yet bound by the need that burns in her belly~

kamna{D} growls deep in her throat as she circles it - bare feet silent in the glittering, soft sand - tender finger tips clawing at breasts and hidden, honeyed treasure as a wild keen of rage lifts from her - the beast struggling to claw from her belly the fire that burns white hot, fueling the passion that she struggles to both accept and deny - heart pounding as hard as a tarn on the wing as she feels her soul in

kamna{D} falls to her knees before the pole - her shimmering passion open and exposed for all to see as nails claw over heated flesh -scarlet stripes rise over tender belly and ripe chained breasts - red welts glowing instantly on opalescent flesh as she cries out for relief - cries that beg for the mindless peace she knew before finding her slavery and naming the inner beast that ruled her in her dreams ~

kamna{D} falls once more to all fours and leans to the pole - clawing and rubbing on it - her senses on fire as she grinds shamelessly on it like a cat in heat- circling it as a beast on the prowl, she begins to surrender once more - her lust blocking out all reason as she fights for self control - prancing around the pole like a beast on lead, her heartbeat falling to cadence with the barely heard drums that fill th

kamna{D} snarls and leaps free once more, the logic in her mind rising to control her again - anger at her own base instincts consuming her as she leaps to the edge of the sand pit - a strangled cry rising from full, heated lips as she cries out for peace, a tether of lust holding her to the pole and preventing escape to the mindless peace she knew before finding her belly ~

kamna{D} falls to her knees and cries out for sanity - fists raised in the air, blonde curls cascading down her back as she bends back to a bow - breasts heaving, chains tight on throbbing, ringed breasts as she sobs - a beast in pain as the fire in her belly burns hotter and begins to consume her - falling to her back in her bow - body offered, hands once more tearing at open heat and chained breasts ~

kamna{D} writhes on her back in the sand - the beat of the distant drums seeping into her body like a salve, soothing her, coursing through her body as her heart beats to the throb of the drum - pale flesh shimmering in sweat and her own need, she slowly rolls once more to her belly - crushing chained breasts to the sand, she lifts her hips high, knees wide, ready to crawl on all fours like the she-beast she is ~

kamna{D} locks wild green eyes to the pole and crawls to it - chains at ripe, heaving breasts drawing softly over the sand - her hips lifted high as if ready to flee at any moment - the beast, sensing its power over her, moves slowly, her heart pounding now only to the cadence of the drum as she begins to fully push the past from her mind and listen only to the fire in her belly - the fire that cleanses her and offer

kamna{D} lifts before the pole and begins to rub slowly on it, her backside pressed to the pole as she caresses ripe breasts and white hot belly - sweet whimpers of surrender rising from full, heated lips as she moves languidly against the pole - the sense of peace she craves now falling over her like a mist as she finds that peace within her - peace found not in mindless denial but in acceptance of the beast that ru

kamna{D} shivers sweetly as she finds the peace she craved within herself - heart beating true and strong to the pace of the drums - crossing wrists at her back, gripping the throbbing pole, shimmering green eyes close - she holds her display as open as a rose in the full heated bloom her passion - soft, lilting voice cries out and echoes in her home - La kajira!~

 

     

 

 

 
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