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beryl shifts nervously upon her heels, the glow of the hearth casting its warmth through the Hall, shadows dancing mysteriously on the walls. Hearing a sound nearby, beryl rises, frantically running to the post, dropping to her knees modestly behind it. Her ample breasts rise and fall with each anxious breath as she attempts to hide herself from watchful eyes peering from the shadows.
beryl covers her small face with trembling hands, then peeks out, terror flashing in her big blue eyes. the post is her tree of safety, shielding her from the reality she finds herself in. she struggles to suppress the slave within, wrapping her arms about herself. shifting back on her heels, her creamy thighs unconsciously spread wider as she rocks to and fro. beryl sobs silently, alone in her misery as silky midnight tresses fall in disarray about her shoulders. Looking about worriedly, she hastily closes her thighs, her heart beats faster as she realizes she has slipped into the position of a pleasure slave. A look of apprehension crosses her face as she seeks to understand the conflicting emotions churning inside, an unknown hunger slowly burns in her belly. beryl sighs, looking furtively around the post. Slowly, beryl uncurls her willowy frame, muscles rippling faintly as she rises gracefully to her feet. Twirling around, her diaphanous silks whisper seductively about her curves as she comes to rest, back against the smoothness of the post, tentatively trailing trembling fingers along her voluptuous curves. beryl moves seductively against the post, hips swaying gently. beryl stops suddenly, freezing in place as she hears a footstep to her right. Trembling, she drops to her knees, her heart beating faster. wrapping her arms tightly about herself, tremors race through her as she looks fearfully around the post. she rubs her palms nervously on quivering thighs" beryl closes her thighs modestly as she struggles to calm the rising terror that consumes her. trailing her hands up along her sweet curves, warm firelight plays over her lovely form. Quiet shadows dance about as her caresses follow the deep valley of her breasts, brushing tentatively over her quivering belly, along the silky smoothness of her thighs as they part wider. beryl starts suddenly as she hears a sound coming from her left. fearfully, she peers around the post, her troubled gaze searching the deep shadows. she trembles and bends forward, her creamy thighs closing tightly. she cradles her head in her hands, alone, disconsolate. she sobs silently, yearning to kneel at the feet of a Master...yet so very afraid, knowing His touch would proclaim her slave. beryl kneels up as the sounds seem to come from every side at once now. frantic eyes search but, seeing no one, she rocks back on her heels, resigned. she dries her tears, and a small flame of determination flickers deep in her eyes, then flares into a burning certainty. her back stiffens as she banishes her doubts and suppresses the urge to flee, instead resolving to face her fears head on. beryl rises with the grace of a she-larl, moving sensuously around the post. The distant sound of a kalika reaches her as she takes the crimson belt from her waist. Sheer silks flow freely, teasing her silky flesh as she wraps the belt about her left wrist. Her hips begin to sway in a slow gentle rhythm. beryl closes her eyes, a gentle smile curves her full lips as a vision of Him fills her thoughts. beryl's satiny flesh grazes against the post as she dreams of how it would be if her soft body was brushing up against Him, her hands tenderly caressing her curves, exploring the new sensations. beryl drops to her knees, her creamy thighs glistening as they part wider. raising graceful hands, she hesitantly unfastens the gold chain and drops the wisp of silk at the base of the post, freeing firm, perky breasts from their silky barrier. her nipples harden as she lifts them, as if making an offering to Him. beryl gazes off into the darkening shadows, sensing something, but seeing nothing. she flows sensuously to her feet, gingerly tugging at the knot upon her hip. she gasps, the wisp of crimson teasing smooth flesh as it falls to a silken pool at her feet. beryl sashays around the post, sweet hips rock tantalizingly. Twirling about, raven locks fall in disarray about her shoulders as she stretches up on her toes, her lithe form glistening in the warm firelight. Gracefully, she dances about the sandpit, her heart beating faster as she moves seductively, teasing the shadows. beryl swirls around, dancing enticingly to the post. Clasping the post gently, she twirls around it, pulling her body closer to it's smooth surface. Wrapping a fine toned lag about it, her silky flesh caresses it's surface as she moves, succumbing to the fire in her belly. beryl whirls, raven tresses flaring over her shoulders and circling around to shadow firm breasts. her heart races as she hears a sound from behind, and two Masters step from the shadows, one on either side of her. Embarrassed, she lowers her hands, modestly attempting to cover herself. beryl trembles and slips to her knees, her lithe body sublime in the firelight. she bites her lower lip, creamy thighs part wider, her back arches softly as she rests her hands upon her thighs, her sensuous body totally open in her submission. she averts her eyes, swallowing hard as she senses the Masters approach. beryl shyly peers at the Masters from beneath long lashes, her heart beating faster as One motions her to Him. Rising to her feet with the grace of a she-larl, she glides across the sands, seemingly as if on air. Provocatively, her hips rock, beckoning to Him as she draws closer. beryl circles Him. seeing the pleasure in his eyes, she boldly draws closer, her satiny flesh teasing him as she brushes against him.. Luscious curves glisten as she offers herself to His gaze as she twirls seductively, muscles rippling as she stretches up on her toes before Him. beryl turns as the Master motions her to the other Captain, her pulse quickening as her sultry gaze falls upon him, His crimson cloak enhancing handsome features. she taunts him with her dance, hips rocking invitingly as she approaches and sashays around him. beryl turns gracefully as the Master motions her back to the post. her round bottom swishes provocatively as she returns. she lowers her gaze and turns to face the Masters, trembling. she slips to her knees before the post, creamy thighs parting wide as she shifts back on her heels beryl arches her back, firm breasts thrust forth inviting the Master's touch. lifting her chin proudly, her hands travel down along luscious curves, and come to rest gently on quivering thighs, fingers splayed wide in submission as she turns her palms upwards. beryl takes a deep breath, heart racing as she wraps the loose end of the belt around her right wrist. her sultry gaze lowers respectfully as she raises her arms towards the Masters. thumbs interlocking, she crosses her wrists, palms up, as she kneels in total submission before them. |