Fara's next dance

From the back of the crowd steps a slave girl with coal black hair falling down her back. She has been decorated with forest green silks flowing down her legs. She is beautiful her face is sensual yet somehow soft. Her body is curvaceous and tempting, she moves gracefully across the grass towards the sand pit, head raised, eyes proud. The eyes of her audience on her seems to make her bolder, a soft smile touches her lips. Bowing her head, she holds out her arms; wisps of silk dance against her sides. She doesn't look up as the six men with ropes approach her. Standing still, she is fastened with throngs one on both her ankles, and one on both her wrists, two are attached around her waist. The men then attach the ropes to the throngs and step back encircling her.

The music starts and she slowly raises her head, a smile plays across her lips as she begins to dance. She winds her hips and begins to move backwards. She is testing the men who have her bound seeing how they will use the ropes. Suddenly she is jerked forward as the Man who controls the throng about her waist centers her back to the middle of pit. Tilting her head, she looks almost curiously at him, biting her bottom lip as a sensuous smile plays across her face. She runs one hand down her chest, down her stomach, across her hips; her hand stops as she grabs a handful of her silks.

Looking down, you can see her eyes trailing across the rope attached to her hand, which is firmly gripping a section of her silks. Eyes flicker to the Master who controls the rope; she sends him a smoldering look .......... RIP....... he yanks the rope viciously jerking her hand forward and ripping the clutched piece of silk with it. Arm still held tightly out, she begins to dance, dipping her body in time with the beat of the drums. Her long slender legs flex as she grinds her hips in the center of the dance pit.

Suddenly she falls to her knees as the ropes attached to her ankles are pulled. Without pausing she continues to dance her hands cross her body as she grabs the pieces of silk attached to her arms ...... RIP..... The throngs upon her wrists are yanked. On her knees with both wrists held out firmly, she squirms and moves, shaking her breasts and arching her back. Turning her head, she glances to a Master wielding a wrist rope - her eyes are begging for relief. He relaxes it just a little as she reaches down and grabs ahold of the silks wrapped around her leg ..........RIP......... On her knees, she smiles and continues to buck her hips.

The men relax both ropes. She twists her arms on top of her head; her belly is swaying and twisting in time to the music. The ropes are all suddenly pulled tight, and she is held firmly in the center of the pit. The men watch her as she fights the throngs trying to kick and pull her wrists to no avail. In one motion, she is on her stomach on the dance pit as the ropes attached to her wrists and hips loosen. She wiggles and turns in the sand. Watching her face, you can see she is delighted in the dance of the six throngs.

Her hand snatches up the remaining silk on her leg.......... RIP............ She is tossing and turning like an animal pulling herself up to her knees only to be yanked back down by the ropes. Rolling onto her back crossing the rope at her feet, she reaches up and wraps her hands around the green material covering her heaving breasts............. RIP...... Her shirt is torn from her. Chest now bare, she bends and sways her back displaying her soft breasts. Clearly aroused, her hands glide over her breasts down her taut stomach and grip the last remaining bit of silks. ........RIP.......... her arms are yanked back out taking with them the wispy silk that once covered her body. She is now cruelly yanked and pulled with the ropes as she tries to dance. The men play with her as they watch her struggle, yet she battles the ropes as they suspend her movements. At last all the ropes are pulled firm, she lays still, her chest raising and falling as the men approach. Her eyes light up as they lift her and carry her away. She knows she has been pleasing.