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she looks toward her Master, deep green eyes alive with anticipation, soft full red lips curving in a delighted smile, she rocks back onto her toes and lifts herself gracefully from the floor, calves straining as she runs to the dance pit on tip toes, long chocolate red hair streaming behind her, coming to rest against her back as she stills with her heels in the sands.
she holds the chain tightly against her breasts, she lowers her eyes to the golden grains and waits, waiting for the soft melody, hears the soft notes and begins to sway her hips, twisting them slowly as she moves, shadows dancing in the planes between her belly and thighs.
she twists her fingers in the chains she lifts her arms letting the cold lengths trickle down her arms like heavy droplets, suddenly opening her fingers and gasping as the chain falls, catching at her breasts for a moment before falling to the sands below, she looks up, catching her full lower lip between white teeth as she sees her empty hands.
she turns her head, first left then right, wide eyes searching for the chain, her link to Master, almost his very touch, she lifts her head high seeming to search the very ceiling, then turns her head again to look frantically over her shoulder, head searching, her body very still, the chain hanging from her collar to the sands, hanging unmoving against her skin.
she cries out in fear and longing as she slips to the sands, long auburn tresses falling like waves onto the golden sands as she presses trembling lips to her hands and sobs, seeming to have lost Masters gift, the agony of losing Masters touch.
she shakes her head, pressing her fingers forward through the sands, inch by hopeful inch, searching, whimpers as her fingers touch nothing but endless fine grains, then stops one finger against something, stretching another finger forward to rest on the cold link.
she lifts her eyes, brushing sand kissed tendrils away from here eyes as she looks toward her fingers, breath stilling as she clasps the chains end in her hand and lifts it slowly from the sand.
she lifts her arms high, resting back on her heels, drawing the chain from the sandy particles, emerald eyes growing wide with wonder and joy, she turns on her knees freeing each link as it twists first round her arms.
she gasps as it settles across her breasts, the last links coming to rest on her hips as she stills, hardly moving but for the slow undulating of her hips to reassure her the chain is against her skin.
she smiles, closing her eyes as she hums to the soft music, snaking her hands slowly above her, twisting her hands in a graceful arc, she lets the chains end fall from her fingers, the chain uncoiling slowly down her arms she begins to rock, hips and waist swaying in delightful motion, chains beginning to drape between pink tipped crests.
she thrust her fingers high and seemingly pulls her body from the sands, sun kissed legs stepping quickly to one side then back setting the chains rocking.
she turns suddenly, silver links flying from her body to as she spins, arms slipping free from the chain to lift outward, chain slipping from her hips she stops suddenly and gasps as the chain wraps its way around her, snapping hard against slave flesh.
she arches as the last link falls hard against her thigh, lowering her eyes as they shimmer with tears, her body and soul having felt the sting of Masters touch.
she stands still, the chain slowly loosening and slipping over her delicious curves to pool at her feet, she looks down and, eyes clearing as she steps from the chain, seeming to move away from it, away from her Master.
she tosses her head in arrogant defiance, back held straight, neck high and erect, she turns and looks scornfully at the chain, she will not be Mastered, she will not be punished.
she steps further from the chain stopping suddenly as her neck is seemingly jerked back, she spins and wraps her fingers round the chain, pulling hard, dropping to her knees in the sand as the chain holds fast.
she lifts her hands to her collar, clawing at it, trying to somehow break its clasp on her neck, she twists, thighs parting to hold her steady as she fights trying to remove the solid ring from her neck.
she falls to her side, twisting in the sand, over and over, chain wrapping round her thighs hips till suddenly the chain is again pulled taught and she cries out in fright, the chain clasping at her hips, wrapped firmly round and through each thigh and pulled hard against her treasure.
she moves slightly and groans as she feels the chain slide around her thighs and across delicate pink lips, she arches and moans in anguish as the chains pull hard against her flesh, pressing between her moist lips to rest against her very heat.
she begins to frantically twist in the sand, each movement dragging the chain back and forth across deliciously sensitive flesh, again and again she tries to free her self of its hold and again and again it teases her with its grasp in her, from her back to her side to her stomach.
she screams in desire and defeat as she stills, lays panting on her side, her cheek pressed into the sand and slowly looks up to the Master who placed the chains on her.
she moans softly as she sees the strength in his eyes, closing her eyes, she shivers, ripples of feeling churning through her as she feels the strength of the chain, she lays still once more.
she slowly, ever so slowly sits up, fingers seeking the end of the chain as she begins to unwind it from her heated skin, moving her legs under her she stands, thighs parting to release the glistening links from within her, she shudders at their loss.
she twists the chain slowly round her wrists, binding them together, the chain glistening with her sweet nectar, she lifts clear green eyes dancing with fire to search the room and moves quietly toward the Master who's chain binds her.
she slips to her knees she kneels before him, thighs parted wide, freeing her silky wet lips to pout hungrily between her taught thighs, scarlet nipples reaching high for his touch, auburn waves falling across her shoulders and hanging in waves down her back.
she looks up quietly at Master, eyes slowly traveling down, taking in everything about him as she breaths deeply, smelling his erotic sent, leather and man, she trembles as her eyes reach his boots, body quivering with need she moans having felt Master caress, lifting her bond hands high she offers them to her Master in silent submission.
by Enchant © 2001
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