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trio whip dance - ruby, daria, lila
By: ruby~ Date: September 24, 2023, 10:23 pm
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DANCED ON THE DECK OF THE TARN SHIP - THE SHIRE COVE
Randolph
ruby - daria - lila ... dance kajirae - dance to the "whip of
your slavery"
flies My whip in a spinning twist to ruby
setting the tharlarion oil lantern spotlight upon My slut ruby
ruby{Randolph}
thank You my Master, for permitting ruby to dance
in one fluid leap, the lithe kajira named ruby, seizes her
Master's kurt in tiny hand - kisses of reverence map across the
veiny hard shaft of the five-bladed whip - the music of her
Master's words began to beat in her blood - every ounce of her
slavery oozes from her soul
ruby{Randolph}
crack - crack - crack
swish - swish - swish
dancing to the madness of her need -- knowing the leather hiss,
better than her own heartbeat, hearing the lash before she felt
it .... she sends the tails of the whip flying - her beauty
drenched in the waves that crash against forward deck ... her
head tipped back, auburn tresses flying out, she opens her arms
for the whips timely embrace, the blades of the whip whistling
through the air as she spins once, twice, three times ... a wild
feral cry breaks from her lips, as the leather talons make her
its prisoner, wrapping around her like a Masters hot kiss,
holding its prey hostage -- kicking and writhing in defiance to
ease the grasp gnawing into her flesh -- eerie chills of fear
flow through her body ... has she been forsaken, abandoned to
face this cruel world alone?....does her Master not feel her
surging need, her seething lust, her smoldering hunger, clawing
savagely at her slave heat
ruby{Randolph}
crack - crack - crack
swish - swish - swish
the whip following her, stalking her, like a savage beast in the
Northern Forests
allowing the leather tendrils to flow free, between her thighs,
the oils of her readiness slather across the hardened shaft ...
whimpering as the blades finger her slave heat, caressing her as
her Master does ... bringing the handle to her lips, kissing it
tenderly, tasting the juices from the core of her center ....
her breath quickening, she runs about in a circle, the whips
blades flailing behind her, stopping abruptly, catching up with
her stillness, her inner muscles clench, biting back the urge to
yield, holding tight she quickly cracks the whip down, gasping
at its angry hiss ..... reminding herself the whip is not hers
to control nor is her passion - her eyes locked lovingly on her
Master, ... a silent prayer spoken that she may be found worthy
enough to remain His, serving Him, and Him alone - until the
City of Dust claims her flesh
gently tosses the hilt of the whip to daria
Randolph
swings the tharlarion oil lantern spotlight over Koakh's lovely
girl daria
daria{Koakh}
Quietly this petite girl, known as daria~ slave of Koakh, steps
up to the forward deck of the Shire Cove. her diaphanous, white
silks cling thirstily to her alluring curves. her chocolaty warm
gaze held low in deep respect and her voice Full of joy as she
speaks ~
Thank You Jarl Randolph for inviting daria aboard Your ship to
join in this dance
she feels the electricity generated by the beauty, ruby, as she
finishes her dance, tossing the whip to this girl. And at that
moment daria lifts onto her toes, twirling as she extends her
arms, reaching to grasp the 5 tailed whip firmly in the palm of
her hand. Deep brown eyes dart about seeking the presence of her
Master, finding Him, she gazes with love into His hazel eyes. He
simply smiles at her and nods reassuringly, as if to say “fear
not mi pequeña , you got this”. for she knows He has given
permission to dance and confidently handle the whip as she now
prepares to dance a simple journey,
.Just daria and the whip.
daria{Koakh}
Shifting her weight upon the impeccably maintained deck, feeling
the strength in the planks beneath her toes, hoping to soothe
the tension she feels as she clenches the whip tightly in her
fist. she cants her head slightly to the left as she hears the
sweet sounds of a flute, the music begins again, as always, the
rhythm stirring her soul and she begins to relax. eyes half
closed as she hears the music flowing all about her, she moves
gracefully, her arms lifting slowly till they are above her
head, her hands are placed palm to palm , the whip held
sandwiched between and she starts to undulate her taut belly,
her bottom swaying in perfect synchronicity with each small step
she takes. she creates a slight circle till once again she
stands where she began. slender arms lower the whip slightly and
she feels it’s long tendrils drag through the softness of her
long dark brown hair, suddenly her right hand lifts high
overhead a fierce flick of her wrist and a “CRACK”
electrifies the air as the whip is snapped the slender fingers
of her left hand touch His deeply treasured collar that adorns
her throat marking her as Koakh’s property, the tendrils of the
whip travel down, lingering ever so slowly as they flow, the
whip barely brushing her tender flesh, grazing breasts, then
nipples which harden into tight buds and a soft intake of her
breath makes her breasts thrust forward even more
The whip continues it’s journey, touching every part of her ,
down her belly, near her treasure, down her thighs, and she
bends at the waist to continue even lower, caressing calves, and
finally dainty ankles and feet. daría closes her eyes, feels the
caress of the , whip not even close to the perfection of her
Master’s touch and a seductively dreamy smile comes to her
sweetly luscious lips as she lifts with grace to her feet
standing tall once more, hips rhythmically swaying with the
music.
There is a change in the melody and a drum begins to pound, as
if keeping time with the beat of her heart, slow and rhythmic,
her body straight as her shoulders move back and forth,
looking toward her sister, lila —- she gracefully lifts her
right arm overhead and with a gentle flick of her wrist she
flings the whip high in the air towards lila
Randolph
setting the tharlarion oil lantern spotlight upon Brandt's slut
lila
lila{Brandt}
Thank you Jarl Randolph for requesting lila to dance, and to the
Owner of this beast, thank you Master, for allowing lila to
dance.
Watching her beautiful sister daria, concluding her part of the
dance. The girl leaps forward in the air. Just then she looks
up and sees the poisonous, angry ost come flying towards her.
the piercing scream filling her lungs, landing on her feet,
tucking her chin, rolling away just in the nick of time, out of
the way, shuddering with fear. Stomach to back, her long golden
hues of brown waves of her mane, fans out. The ferocious looking
thing lands on the deck, slithering to and fro with the waves
rocking the ship. Pushing her hands into the temwood, pushing
off the floor, leap frogging even further away from the
slithering marsh moccasin. It’s angry tongue at a point.
Knowing it is venomous. Stomping her feet around the beast.
Left foot, right foot, bells around her ankle ringing out loud.
Coffee brown eyes wide, her snarl showing. Growling and
hissing, the whites of her teeth clenching, her eyebrows,
sinking inward in a V, she could not help but glare at the
beast. Moving closer and then further away in fear. Hearing
stories of how its bite was painful- even deadly, fearing
herself, would come to such torcher. Not wanting to touch it,
nor get near it, she backs away like a feral panther. Growling
at the adder, waiting for it to move again, each time the waves
shift the vessel, feeling her heart pounding. Knowing in her
slave heart she has to be brave, and take a better look at the
hith.
lila{Brandt}
Turning away, twirling around, hands over her head, spinning on
her toes. Running, jumping, flowing through the air. Her left
leg stretches out, bending her right knee, her arms out to each
side. Flying over the beast. Landing on her feet, instantly
falling to her knees. Grabbing the pole in the center of the
ship, her hands over her head, as if she was tethered. Imaging
the whip being flung through the air, the whistling sound next
to her left ear. letting out another piercing scream. Flinging
her head back and arching her back, milky white breasts pressing
against the beam. Over and over, long wavy tendrils fly all
around, with her head hung forward, and then rolls, flinging it
backwards. finger nails digging into the wood. Now, she knows
what that is , the tears start to flow, the bite of the tongue,
breaking the skin. Crying out with a quivering lip, as if the
lash broke her satin flesh. Screams echoing through the Thassa
yelling out at the top of her lungs… giving out a great big howl
in misery... the trembling of her limbs, showing that she was
in complete fear of it, scarcely she could breath. Letting her
fingers cascade down to her body and to the floor. Crawling
back over to the whip, tears flowing like waterfalls down her
cheeks, not wishing to touch it with her hands. Nor wishing to
be whipped for touching the implement. Looking at her Master
with sheepish eyes. tensing her body, Lowering her body, her
arms flow out from under her, and out over her head until her
chin touches the floor.
lila{Brandt}
picking the whip up by the handle between the whites of her
teeth. The taste of the leather on her muscled tongue. She
clenches it hard enough, however, not enough to leave in indent.
Crawling across the floor, the leather end, tickling her skin
between her thighs, making her way across the deck. Her butt
swaying, her star puckering. The flowery folds
glistening…Letting out a giggle. Feeling the heat of desire.
Making her way to Jarl Randolph. Dropping the whip into his
hand. She is glad to be of riddance of the beast at hand. Then
crawling over to her Master, pressing her lips to the top of his
boot, pulling her hair over her left shoulder, flowing and
curtaining her breast. With her hands over and around her head,
left hand crosses over the right hand at the wrists. Her
shoulder blades, spine and moons in plain view for all to see.
Softly pleading, with desperation in her voice. *Please do not
whip the girl, Master.*
lila{Brandt}
La kajira
daria{Koakh}
la kajira
ruby{Randolph}
la kajira
#Post#: 11131--------------------------------------------------
Re: trio whip dance - ruby, daria, lila
By: ariel she-urt Date: September 25, 2023, 5:12 am
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was so much fun to watch! and who would have guessed, this was
daria's first ever Gorean dance?
amazing.
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Re: trio whip dance - ruby, daria, lila
By: ayrie Date: September 25, 2023, 1:53 pm
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bravo x three!!!
daria's first???, nooo. you were exquisite.
A trio of beautiful dancers.
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