-*-Winter Festival Dances-*-
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aurora says: the dance of the 3 moons of Gor

aurora steps lightly off the podium

aurora practically skips to the middle of the slickly polished
floor that she knows every inch of from scrubbing it so many times.

aurora tips her head back exposing her bare throat and imagines
the three moons of Gor and where they are at this moment in the night sky.

aurora says: In her mind she sees one larger moon off to the right.  The other 
two off to the left framed in the star speckled night sky.

aurora slides across the floor and turns her left foot off toward the moon on the
right and spins lifing one arm as her right leg lunges backward, toes pointed at
the wall.

aurora's silks flutter over her thigh as she spins gracefully around the floor.

aurora rocks gently mentally anchored between the three moons of Gor, leaning 
back and forth reaching her arms to each one.

aurora bends forward and her hair grazes the stones.  her hips spiral and pull 
her body around as the white silks swirl about her.

aurora taps out a steady beat with her feet as she shuffles and twirls
joyously. aurora bounces out her energy as her face grows more flushed and she 
focuses on the movements, swaying and dreaming of moonlight walks in safe places 
when she felt the wind in her hair.

aurora glances again to Master Beowulf and smiles

aurora says: the girl then kneels in the center of the room quietly calming as 
she tips her face to the tiles awaiting permission to be released.

***

cheri takes a deep breath as her dark eyes lightup beneath the veil of ebony 
lashes. cheri takes the flute with her as she walks to the sandpit. Small feet 
seep into the grain, letting it cover her bare flesh. She sinks down to her knees 
gently, her long dark hair falling in a silken blanket behind her, caressing the 
backs of her bare slim arms.  Soft material slides down the sides of slender warm 
thighs.

cheri's dark rich lashes slit slightly as a soft humming tune-haunting,
slow-weaves through the air, lacing around the people that gather.  Her svelte 
body rocks back and forth slightly with the melodious tune winds it's binding 
spell around her, invisible arms embracing her silk clad form.  A continuous soft 
and sweet breath blows through the small hole, sending a various chime of tunes 
through the flute.

cheri's soft chocolate gaze averts to a piece of yellow silk, watching it as it 
rises from the ground. Invisible fingers prod beneath it, coaxing it to float up, 
swaying slowly to the taunting music. A soft era of music controlling it, a rush 
and swirl of silks hiking above her. Playing with her heart as the silk hovers 
above her menacingly, the girl shivers visibly as she feels the touch of ice 
against her flesh, a distant laugh taunting her.

cheri takes a deep breath as she continous to let her soft breath pass through 
the flute, a ripple of tunes cascading through her lithe body. Her breath quickes 
as does the music, the soft haunting tune, now a warning as she plays faster. Her 
body arches slightly as full pert breasts prod against her silks, responding to 
the second piece of red silk slithering in across taut slim thighs. The tips of 
the red silk grazes the warmed flesh of inner thighs, barely allowing her the 
pleasure of the caress.

cheri feels her body tremble beneath the soft lights, her pale golden hued flesh 
sparkling off her as she touches the instrument with her finger tips gently, 
playing it to her body. Ebony lashes close as the music claims her whole, spiked 
from the iceicles that form upon soft creamy cheeks, grazing down to her silk 
clad lap, a puddle of diamonds glimmering against the silk.

cheri feels the silks corner her from below and above, surrounding her body 
spirit and soul. And she plays and plays, filling the flute with the tremours of 
her heart.  Long wisps of tendrils cradle her neck and down to her tiny waist as 
they sway along with her body. She feels the yellow silk above her float down 
slowly, a haunting laugh filling her silently. Moving to the side, she shakes her 
head, whipping dark hair against it in frustration! Anger!

cheri's creamy cheeks sparkle in tune to her soft, deep brown eyes opening part 
way, glints of gold reflecting her passion, glazed orbs reflecting warmth. Fingers 
play against the holes, her soft warm wet lips glistening with the ice chips, 
melting onto the instrument as she whispers her music through it. The colourful 
silks touch her, solely stroking her sides as they slide and wrap around her, the 
sheer fabrics combining harmoniously.

cheri takes a shuddering breath as soft lips tremble against the playing flute, 
the mystical music spell binding her.  Silks cloak against her svelte body, 
gauzing her soft shimmering hair. It slips down her back as she moves sensually 
to their touch and prying silent commands, tresses of hair streaming down. They 
caress the backs of her arms as she moves them, playing, oblivious -to anyone- 
to the world.

cheri extends her slim bare arms slowly, one long stroke against the air. She 
tips back her head as ebony lashes rest to her soft cheeks. A splurge of light 
splays down upon her body, an illumination of rainbows. Silks wind around her 
limbs, creeping up along her thighs to wrap around them, ending at her tiny 
waist. The tips of the red and yellow silks rest to her slender swan like neck, 
the instrument hovering just above her musical lips.

cheri takes a long breath in and lets her lungs seep fresh air into the flute, a 
sweet haunting tune evaporating to a soft mystial tune. The tips of her hair curl 
playfully at the tips as she arches, her full pale breasts seaming into one with 
her material. Her fluttering heart rests as her body subsides it's shivers. The 
flute lifting on its own, it floats down to her small lap. Her spirit frees. The 
commands, now a soothing murmer of praise.

cheri retrieves herself from oblivion as the spell upon the room lifts, the 
lights brighten. The thumping of her heart against her breast is the only sound 
that rings in her ears as she keeps postion, her breathing casting slopes of 
colourful silks to seep down her flesh.~

cheri tucks her long hair behind an ear and looks around, taking the flute from 
her lap, and smiles, snapping out of her spell

***

sadira was given an assignment, by Master Beowulf - to write a dance - when He 
owned this girl for a bit --- a girl hopes it pleases

sadira says: please imagine - a Master -- standing right over there

sadira walks to the imaginary Master

sadira stands tense, muscles taut - eyes leveling, she turns her back to
Him, leaning back, feeling the heat from his body, His hand grasp her waist -- 
she raises her arms, back arching to the touch of His hand upon it - she lifts 
on her toes - waiting -

her heart jumps, hearing the music begin - the low pulse of the drum
echoing in her belly - she stiffens - then 

sadira spins from His hand, flinging her arms out to her sides, her eyes
lifting to the sky, hair flying out from her back, she lifts one leg, pulling her 
arms tight to her body, spinning on one toe -

she slams her raised leg to the ground, feeling her body jolt to a stop
- her hair flinging across her shoulder, whipping about her chest, slapping 
against her breasts then sliding down and hanging before her

sadira melts to the floor, legs folding beneath her to kneel, arms centering to 
hug herself as she shakes her head, hair shifting about, veiling her shoulders, 
limp and waiting

her head snaps up, hands flinging upwards, back arching --pausing -- 
melting again to drape to the floor, slipping from knees to belly, slithering 
towards the hand that holds her, arms snaking out, body following - she drags 
over the floor, toes pressing to push her body forward, feeling floor pull 
against her breasts

sadira curls arms to her center, lifting and snapping up to her knees, flinging 
her head back once more, back arching-- pushing reddened breasts toward Him - she 
raises arms high, leaning backwards - feeling the pull in her stomach and chest, 
then twirls, hair whipping out from her head -

she slows to a stop, pulling up tall, planting her feet firmly on the
ground, she tilts her hips sadira slides her hands to her hips, feet slightly 
parting on the floor - left toe pointed she moves her hips - slow undulations, 
her pelvis tilting and circling, she moves towards Him, eyes slitting, lips 
parting and moist, her tongue flickering out to lick them softly, deep growls 
issuing from between her lips

she turns as she approaches Him, slowly coiling back against Him,
resting her head against His chest, feeling His hand lay softly on her waist, 
ready to use her once more.

sadira smiles, slipping to her knees

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