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Seduction Dance
Seduction Dance The name of the dance is fairly
self-explanatory, in this dance the slave tries to seduce a Master,
perhaps even to get him to buy her.
"Tribesmen of Gor" p. 101
The kajira rises and stands before her Master, a fiery gleam in her eyes as a smile spreads across her luscious lips,...slowly raising her arms above her head...fingers tracing along her arms...elbows bowed softly around her auburn hair, her wrists flexed...delicate fingers reaching for the sky...her right hand glides softly down along her left arm, painted fingernails running through her auburn hair, trailing softly along her neck, a fire burning deep within her shows in her eyes...her right hand caresses her belly then gently rests on her ivory hip as it peeks out from under her red silks...
Her hands drops down to her sides in a flash, her lips pouting in frustration, she paces the room like a caged tigress, her ankle bells ringing out the beat she feels within her, her hips swaying with each step, her deep red silks swirling against her thighs, she circles the room and then before her Master, she stops...
Her feet separated, her knees slightly flexed, her heels tap the rhythm of the unheard drums, her fingertips caressing her ivory thighs, feeling their strength and longing, the fire of her desires shines in her eyes as they gaze into his face, she turns slowly, turning her head to hold his gaze...her chin dipped softly against her shoulder, her right hand trails up through the slit in her red silks, and across her tight belly, her fingertips grazing the outline of her swelling breasts..
Her delicate fingers toy with the soft knot of her silks at her left shoulder, her chin caressing her bare right shoulder, her ruby lips parting slightly as her tongue glides across her teeth...with a flick of her wrist she releases the knot, her left hand caressing her right side releases the binding fiber at her waist and her arm glides up lifting her breasts, holding the soft silk close under her bosom...
She glides softly to her right again, her back to him, her head turned...eyes still locked in his gaze...her head tipping back, exposing the golden collar about her neck catching the light...her hips begin to roll to her rhythm
Her hips rocking softly in circles, her left arm releasing the red silks, allowing them to softly glide down across her hips, her waist bells beginning to chime in time with the rhythm from her ankle bells, the red silks gliding down her ivory thighs...
She smiles across her shoulder with the passion of the desire rising within her as the red silks puddle softly at her feet, her arms encircling her waist, caressing her sides, hands lifting her breasts, tracing her shoulders and the outline of her face, lifting her hair as they stretch above her head...her hips swirl softly, her waist bells gliding across the small of her back riding her hips, the rhythm building, waist bells chiming the music of her passion, her back swaying like a willow in the breeze...
She glides away with soft deliberate steps, then spins on her toes, again facing her beloved Master, the firelight in the room flickering across her ivory skin
The kajira strides back to him, her fingers caressing her thighs, her belly smooth and tight, the dew of her desire glistening on her slave heat...her lips parted...full breasts thrusting forward swollen in anticipation of a touch...she pauses just out of reach, she lowers her chin and looks to him with fire in her eyes..
She collapses to her knees, her thighs spread wide, the flower of her passion open wide, the softness of her belly curving softly up to her glistening breasts, her head drops forward as her auburn hair falls across her silky ivory shoulders...she lifts her arms with her wrists crossed as for binding pleading for her Master's touch.
NOTE: The dance comes from this girl's kajira heart. It is provided here as an example to provide you a starting point in creating your own dance. The Gorean dances are fed by the heart of the kajira, expressing her love and desire for her master. Use this as inspiration for creating your own dance, please do not just copy this one...it will not be you dancing unless you make it your own dance.
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