~*~...raine moves slowly into the center of camp to dance for her Master's pleasures and to earn silks...her green gaze moves over the Masters scattered to and fro..she sees the other girls their beauty, their grace...all collared as she... arranged on the seemingly endless Masters..on Their knees, in Their laps, and rolling in Their furs..the wide array of yellows, whites, black and red silk reminding her of a festival time...~*~

~*~...raine has chosen the dance of need to honor Master Sandtiger...often said to be the most difficult dance of Gor..the five phases each with its own requirements..raine lowers her head to begin.....The drums begin as raine tosses her fiery mane over her shoulder letting the soft red waves curl wildly down her back as her stare increases in its feigned contempt of her duty...the amber waves sparkling in the firelight as her silks clinging tightly to her curvy frame sensually caress her firm breasts tightly ending at her strong, silky thighs that beg to pleasure a Man...~*~

~*~...raine's gaze moves over each Masters face discounting the first through the last as the faintest trace of music begins to drum in her ears and her tiny feet with the slave bells begin to move across the heated sands...her lithe body begins to move in rhythm....her hands move over her curvy hips as they begin to sway side to side to entertain the Masters and to lose herself from this place only in her mind to another and escape the binds that tie her...~*~

~*~...green eyes flash open with a will of their own as a girl glances over to Masters face and falling over her own body as her arms lift in the air as if to push Him away....pushing into air over and over to fight the growing desires within her..fighting against the way..against the invisible binds..against herself..her breathing now laboured..her breasts straining against the silks as her eyes close struggling against this thing within her as she sees Him with others not realizing it is His touch she craves..~...~*~

~*~...In raine's mind her Master face fills her thoughts… His head turns from her....dismissing her....her hands reach out...her fingertips open..clawing at the air as if it would bring her an end to this torment snakeing its way throughout her belly..her womb..her heart...His...her mind registers her need with disgust as her body willingly moves wantonly..and her hands pull the silks tightly at each side of her hips pulling them higher and higher exposing more and more of the sensual flesh...~*~

~*~...volumptous full breasts now pebble tipped with her arousal lift as she sighs...fighting against her own need and cravings a girls eyes return again to Master Sandtiger silently pleading for His gaze..His hands...His body....His voice...His discipline...raine's hands pull at the knot of her silks letting them fall softly in a shimmering pool at her feet...even standing naked..her beauty bathed in moonlight..He continues to shower her with indifference...~*~

~*~...a girl still too proud to accept and call out to be noticed....the sweet ache grows inside her..winding tighter and tighter..as He widens the distance between T/them...sobs silently tear from her chest as she falls again to her knees...questioning her own seductiveness...her own beauty until she lowers her head acknowledging what she has become..how she feels…the wanton beat of her heart...her soul...her belly…...~*~

~*~...a girls body bends forward over her knees ..her fingertips clawing at the sand as the music begins to pump louder, wildly to the night sky..her back arches to and fro the sand as if being tugged or whipped...her firm breasts bouncing..her back arching high, flinging her head back the wild mane catching the firelight as her breasts now slickened with sweat and need glimmers as the finest gold...~*~

~*~...her smile moves across her face as now she lifts her eyes to the Masters almost teasingly and shamelessly ..her kneeled thighs now parting ..wide..wider..WIDER..her back arching as in a bow..her hair falling to the sand..no longer caring..only knowing lust..wanton heated lust and the need to be quenched...~*~

~*~...still frustrated as she goes unnoticed by Master...the girl widens her smile as she lifts up her body and dances...dances....dances as she never has...HAI Harigga!...HAI Tuchuk!...HAI Master!...the moonlight and the firelight playing shadows across her naked and lustful body..her hips moving sensually as her feet inch closer and closer to the Master..begging for His gaze..begging for His use as she falls to her knees rolling to her back lifting her legs wider and wider..helpless to the white hot heat searing through her...~*~

~*~...her soft voice cries out...please...please..PLEASE..as her facial expressions change to shame...knowing what she is ...what is has always been..she hears His voice in her mind..with the last shread of dignity she turns away fighting again against herself..no..no...No..her soft voice whispers but it is of no use...He is all that matters...His lust, His passions, His attention…raine's glory in her servitude…her honor of her Master…her love of her Wagon Peoples...~*~

~*~...hands travel over her body shamelessly touching and teasing nipples..moving downward over hips and widely parted thighs as her heat erupts within her and she hears His inside her head....."What are you?"...over and over...raine shakes her head..the fiery mane moving side to side..helpless..alone…wet with need..aching with desire...~*~

~*~...a girls mind tears from her body..as her head jerks side to side...her soul screaming for release..her fadu slick with its own lustful honey....her hands tangling in her hair pulling, reaching, help help help drowning...Him..."What are you"....repeating over and over in her mind....~*~

~*~...SLAVE!...screaming with need as her body joins mind and soul...SLAVE!....this girl is a SLAVE!....hot heat spreading like wildfire through her belly ..her passion so deep, her desires blazing...raine's submission screamed through parting lustfull lips aching to be kissed by Him as her body lifts..her hands and feet on hot sands..her back arched in a Gorean Love Bow..hot, heady, sexual, sensual, erotic...~*~

~*~...helpless as her body thrusts upward over and over, writhing, turning, kneeling, falling, twisting with shamelessness..passion..desire... wanting something...needing...Him... Him!!!...Sandtiger...raine's Master.....His touch...to quench the desperation of her endless need....her need to be claimed screaming from from every cell in her lustfilled body...~*~

~*~...her hair falls in damp trendrils as her body slows...spent with exhaustion and her own aching need.. her hips return to the ground...her legs long and silky straighten crossing at the ankles..her arms and hands high over her head crossing at the wrist...her breasts hard and heaving with each breath as she lies in total submission at His feet...~*~

~*~...a girls spent body lies motionless atop the sands with invisible, unbreakable binds that she struggled against...those binds now so very precious to her...giving her mind, body, and soul with breathtaking completeness....the ultimate gift of submission of trust, love, respect, and loyalty.....she freely gives as she whispers lovingly only one word.......Master...~*~

~*~~softly rising ..body glistening~...Master...~breast heaving with jagged breaths as a girls back straightens, her chin proud and upwards as her eyes are framed by darkened lashes~..a girl thanks You for allowing raine to dance for Your pleasure and her silks and hopes, hopes so very much, that she has brought honor and pride to You and Your home..~raines hands move to her thighs to the three moons...and that maybe, just maybe, You have found her as pleasing as a soft butterfly's kiss....~*~