~familure~ {MTC}

~rising with fluid grace~the lithe creature saunters towards the main fire~soft round hips rocking with each small step~the warmth caressing each curve of her body~golden hues tinting the alabaster flesh in pleasing amber tones~the love of her home filling her as she turns slowly to face Those Who had gathered this eve~the sounds of soft murmured conversations falling on shell ear~head bowing~shimmering veil clouding the voluptuous form as the golden curls spill forth~familiar voices lending strength as the girl seems to wait for the command of One~

~suddenly~as though a voice had been spoken that only she could hear~lustrous mane tumbling over ivory shoulders as the girls head leans back~the fires warm glow reflecting off the polished steel collar locked round her swan like neck~azure eyes casting to the inky night~full breasts straining against the worn leather of her kalmak~as she takes deep breath~willowy arm lifting upwards as soft rose lips part slight and a gentle melodic song slips from her very soul~

see the stars up there dancing?
flickering across the velvet sky
embraced in the silvery beams
that encircle the tri-moons high.

~slender arm floating downward~teasing over supple flesh~pausing briefly to brush over the warm leather stretched taunt across curvaceous globes~tapered fingers reach out~pointing into the shadows of the camp~eyes of warm summer skies peeking out beneath sooty lashes with sultry gaze~heart pounding loudly in her ears as inner fire sparks deep in her belly~voice strong and true as luscious lips part again in song~

the mighty wheels turn on and on
trailing along as the mighty bosk roam
in timeless rhythm of our lives.
the wagons on the plains~our Home

~agile arms wrap round the sculpted ivory flesh~supple hips sway in wanton abandon~diminutive feet moving absently over the sacred ground as she takes a small breath~the kalmak straining tight~cool night air seeming to ignite an inner struggle~azure eyes warm as memories flood her mind~blinking glittering tears back that threaten to spill~sensuous arms lifting~elegant fingers trace across the gleaming steel~voice as soft as the summer breeze~the words slipping from her~

a simple stray given a collar
to work, to learn, to serve, to give.
to laugh, to love, to cry, to be.
becoming complete at the feet of Free.

~her thoughts and inner feelings spilling forth as the fires flicker warm deep inside~seeming to shine out from glittering blue orbs~the soft night breeze playing in the honeyed curls~gasping as the wayward mane teases across enflamed flesh over taunt heart shaped ass~delicate jaw tilting slight towards the moons~sculpted left leg moving out for an ehn~displaying the heat within~tapered fingers drift to play over the still pink flesh of the scar marking her~pearl teeth biting down upon pillowed rose lips~purring from deep within as the fingers stray~the steady beating of her heart lending silent rhythm to the song~pouty lips part to let the words escape~

her pride glimmers like the golden ring
brand marked bold upon her thigh
she believes to be a most beautiful thing.
stoking the simmering fire within her high.

~small hands running upwards~trailing over the enflamed flesh~pausing over her belly as the tickle of butterfly wings evolves to the mighty roar of tarns wings~carnal urges beg for release~slipping to her knees upon the ground~taunt firm thighs quivering as they struggle to kiss sweet~falling backwards~supple spine arching up towards the skies above~aching breasts strained against the ebony leather of the vest~slender arms drifting back as the words flow like warmed honey~

belly burning with internal fire
at the feet of her true Master
she knew there was no honor higher
raging flames burning faster

~slowly the girl raises back to kneel~panting~the kalmak strains over creamy breast~golden curls sway gentle over burning flesh~throaty voice begs to be heard~delicate pink tongue darting out and slowly dragging over dry rose lips to bring a glossy sheen~azure eyes full of untamed desires~turning to each Master in turn~silently pleading~sinewy arms outstretched~begging for what will release the fires within~breath catching in her throat as the fire consumes the beast~the words slip from moistened lips in a low smokey purr~

the need to serve, to truly give
bring pride and love to her home.

~panting the girl tumbles to her side~the fires dancing flames shimmering softly off the sweat~glowing bright over heated flesh~warm blush flooding chiseled features of delicate face as sooty lashes dip to hide the turmoil evident in sapphire eyes~squirming as she struggles to return to a chaste kneel~the wakened desires scorching her soul~shifting slight upon upturned heels~the blush deepening to bright crimson as moisture trickles over slender heels~breathing deep~whimpering as the musky scent fills her nose~eyes raising to look about~excitement mingled with fear at the feeling bursting forth~breaths coming in small ragged gasps~the stitching of the vest straining to hint at the smooth ivory breast~husky voice pleading as the final strains rip from her belly~

the need to be, to simply live
to be the beast she truly is~
tiz all this one seeks to be.

~bowing deep~flinging lithe body forward~lustrous curls fanning round her in an exaggerated halo~diminutive head resting upon the ground~the slender flap of midnight chatka flinging over shapely back~luscious ass thrust proudly towards the tri-moons~the girl gasping for breath as the reality of who and what she is fills her with electricity~tears of joy stream from twinkling eyes~raising back languidly to a proud kneel~blue orbs seeming to sizzle beneath sooty lashes as she brazenly looks about~chin held high for All to see the collar glinting round swan like neck~diminutive hands floating to rest palm up upon shivering thighs~golden mane tumbling back over the firey slave~pearl teeth gently bite down on lustful lips~final words seem rent from her very soul~

la kajira