Dances..   This page is intended only to give you a idea what a chain dance may be like. though this dance was not written by this slave, ma^ri has gotten permission to use it,, If you would like to be able to share a dance to help your sister's learn how to please their Master, please email ma^ri with it as it was performed, Thank you. If you wish to us a dance you see here please make sure you get the permission of your sister before you actully use it. Thank you in advance. Permission to use this dance is given freely now,, So please Enjoy     *agirl smiles as she stands feeling her soft silks drop over her bottom as she moves to the chambers and hurries out holding a small bag smiling softly to her Master. Approaching the pole in the middle of the room,, stepping into the soft sand as she feels the coolness beneath her toes.   * agirl lifts the laden serving bag at her side as she unstraps it off of her shoulder, pulling the buckle loose and she sets the bag on the floor gingerly, and it chinks with the sound of metal as it touches the floor. This one smiles at the harmonious sound of what is to come and she lifts the flap to produce a long chain, square linked, and thickly formed, designed to hold a kajira securely. Tightly balled fists lift the chain and set it to the floor in a neat coil and your kajira turns to the bag once again, pulling out two locks, one large and one small, the large one iron and pitted and the small one silver and neatly polished.   * agirl places the end of the chain to the iron ring of the post, holding the iron lock, as she runs it through the pitted iron ring and the chain, and locks it securely with a resounding click. Her body shudders with pleasure at the sound...and she turns to her Beloved and wonderful Master, lifting up the other end of the chain and she walks with slow, deliberate grace, her chest breathing in large volumes of air as a girl walks right up to Him, eyes low the the floor and an urgent need to please is written all over her tan flesh.   > a sensuous walk, hips swaying gently under her silks to her Master, turning as soon as his kajira arrives there, completely around. her head turns to the left, revealing the eye hole on this one's silver collar, her hands move across her lavender silks behind her delicate back, crossing wrists, and her soft hands open, in one is the silver lock and in the other is the pair of keys and the end of the chain.....wishing for her Beloved Master to do the Honors.....   * agirl hears the click of the lock, her eyes widen with pleasure, feeling the chain on her back, the cold iron touching your girl's warm and ready flesh, as she pads on bare feet back the the post, the chain dragging along the floor, the sound of which is mixed with the sound of the bells on the lock ringing with each submissive step, and your kajira arrives at the pole, lifting her arms against it, head low, eyes low, intimating a slave shackled to the post, your slaves takes on a trance of Obeisance in her eyes..filling the soft sepia color with a fire..of want...of need...of lust, and she awaits the music..   * agirl keeps her head lowered, she begins to undulate her body in slow, rhythmic motion, the backs of her hands still pressed against the wood, and she steps the the slow rhythm of her movements, not leaving the post as she mimics trying to escape her bondage, struggling, with body moving in slow grace, muscles tightening into thick, sleek panther, heaving against invisible bonds......   * agirl looks at an unseen person approaching her pole, eyes alight with great pleasure as she head lifts up high, her ko-lar revealed and shiny, and looks up longingly to her hands, and pulls them off of the pole, looking at them as if astonished and smiling, and she pulls herself from it, and begins her sensuous dance, stepping forward and then back, her hips swaying to the beat as her slave bottom moves in undulation the the music, her silks riding up her legs as they part further and further, the music increases tempo and this one's heart begins to beat fierce with passion.....   * agirl moves to her wonderful Master, the chain dragging on the floor behind her, and the tiny bells ringing with the beat as it increases further, and her hands slide up her undulating body as she looks at Master passionately, and she touches her right hand to the ring on her silks, and pulls gently, and the Lavender fabric falls from her chest, and hangs about the rope about her waist....revealing her bare chest, nipples contracted and erect, stomach tightened, and all glistening with the sweat of her exertions, mingling with a thin layer of body oils, making every line of her body shine brightly in the lamplight.   * agirl turns around, displaying her slender back, and her body still moves with snake-like grace, lifting her hands up high and crossing her wrists, the silks caress your kajira tightly packed rear as it rides up, displaying a little of her treasures to the her Master ...teasingly, her slave heat moistens quickly at the thought of the Master's eyes on her....and she turns back around, and the music increases tempo even more as she continues to dance slowly toward Master...eyes still low to the floor, and hands finding her delicate skin to moves across it...caressing her body gently for her Master as she approaches closer.........   * agirl moves to her Beloved Master within an easy step of Him, still dancing with wild undulations of her body, holding her hands around the pole while sensuously rubbing her womanhood against the pole, her eyes closed swaying to the music, Slowly pressing her finger against the flesh as they move down to the binding fibers of her silks, and she takes hold of the loose end and pulls slowly as she thrusts out her pelvis and back again, using the slow thrusts to pull the cord more and more, making the knot there unfurl as your kajira lowers her body to Master, holding the loose end up high to Him, her body swaying sensuously   * agirl inhales sharply at the pull of the fiber as she rolls away from Master on the tiled floor,  she rises once again, her silks left behind in a lavender puddle on the floor behind her, and she turns away from her  Master, she steps to the beat for a moment before planting her feet firmly to the ground and making her legs shake, and He can see his kajira tight bottom shimmer before Him...quivering for His pleasure, and a thin leather thong is tied around her waist, leading to a small leather bag at your kajira's, that was hidden under the silks....   * agirl still faces away from her Master as she leans back, her tiny hands raising up high over her head as she bends her body further and further, catching her backwards fall with her delicate arms, she is arched over the floor, her womanhood lifted high in the air for Master's pleasure, it shines with the sweets aroma and shine from her soft mound, your kajira kicks hers feet up in the air hard and flips her body over her head and arms, shifting to all fours on the floor and she crawls like an animal to Master....licking her soft lips...seductive...enticing...wild...   * agirl leans over, her body crouched low, her slave heat dripping down her soft thighs, oiled body sinuously swaying and gyrating as she brings her lips to Master feet, kissing it lightly with moistened, soft lips once on each toe through his sandles...and she reaches behind herself and tugs on the chain three times, yanking her head back, and her eyes meeting Master's, so full of passion and erotic thoughts deep in her mind, also mock disappointment as your slave knows where she is to go next...and the music increases tempo...urgent...strong...building to a crescendo.....   * agirl rises up off the floor to stand tall right in front of Master, her dampened womanhood sending her aroma to her Master....and the small bag hangs at her side....tempting Him to pull it off as she lifts her hands above her head and crosses her delicate wrists behind her, grabbing the chain, and pulling, and the lock rings clear and true, .....signifying that it's time to go back to the post.....a look of feigned disappointment painted on your girls face at being bound once again...her passion unquenched....   * agirl steps back one pace, her body still undulating to the frenzied pace of the music, complex steps formed by her stamping feet, the pressure she exerts on the floor makes her muscles shake, acting out a small tantrum as your kajira reaches her arms out to Master ....yearning for Him, as she mimics being pulled back again....staggering and straining to reach Master, and the music increases with tension, the drums rolling, the czehars and kalikas screaming as the music comes to a deafening roar....   * agirl acts as if the chain is yanked VERY hard, and her body twirls in a spinning motion, the chains pressing into her flesh deeply as she is wrapped tightly up in it, the post calling to this slave as she spins frantically to the pole, chest heaving against the bonds, the chains wrapping around her bottom with her hands raised high in the air, chains crossing her face, hips, and slender legs as this one slams into the whipping post, catching the iron ring in her fingers and she hangs there, holding herself...and the last note is played as she lowers her eyes and head once again in utter defeat and submission...perfectlly in time     Home   site created 04/05/98

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