Dance of Seven Veils
While Master relaxes in the early evening coolness, rose lightly trips down the stairs of the caravan into the feathery grass under the tree by which T/they are stationed, her voluptuous form covered from head to heels in shimmering veils of pink, rose and violet. They outline her womanly form, gliding over her curves as they conceal and reveal, her arms raising skyward in a graceful sweep.
Beneath the pale pink gossamer veil hiding her face, rose smiles deliciously, beginning to sway to the soft inner music emanating from her heart, her full hips describing a figure 8 in a sinuous motion. The dainty veils flare out around her as she turns. A slender hand reaching for a deep violet veil hiding her right hip. It escapes from the veil bound about her waist, aided by her gentle tug, suddenly baring her right hip and thigh. Her creamy flesh starting among the swirling silks. Laughing joyously, soft silk flowing against her skin in a fluttering kaleidoscope of colours, hips swaying softy as her hands roam her body, seeking out the flesh beneath the concealing veils.
Her hand comes down to her left hip, tugging at the matching violet veil, pulling it free and revealing that hip and thigh to the watchful eyes of her Master. Leaping forward, naked hips free to dance among the veils, rose twirls, round and round, feet dancing fast in tiny steps, arms elevated with poise and grace. she turns, glancing around at the Man silently watching as she shimmies her shoulders back a fraction before lifting dainty hands to the pale rose veil concealing her hair ... it comes free as she tosses her head, the tawny brown waterfall of her hair freed and wild before her face. She dances, moving in a seductively graceful belly dance, full breasts lifting as her hips roll to her heart's music. Lost in the rhythm, a hand slaps a bared thigh on occasion.
Veils still cover her upper body and face, a stark contrast to her bare legs, creating the image of a demure temptress. Soft cola eyes dance over the edge of the pale rose veil, her seductive smile nearly visible as she slows her dance allowing only her hips to move, body undulating.
Slowly, teasingly, she brings both hands to the veil obscuring her face and, holding it before her for an instant, she strips it away to reveal all her face, long hair fanning as she tosses her head, the dance beginning afresh. Taking a different tone, the teasing, flirting revelation of flesh gone, rose leaps, whirling fast. Tugging at the veil about her neck, seemingly impatient to tear it from her half naked body, she lets the deep pink silk flutter behind her and about her twisting body, spinning on her toes.
She pauses, letting go of the veil, watching it dissolve to puddle in a pink pool at her feet. Smiling brazenly, she whips away the filmy rose material which conceals her breasts. Wearing only one veil now, the lavender one bound about her waist. heavy breasts swaying with the movement of her body - sensually wanton. She dances nearer to Master, offering Him the end of the veil about her waist with a flick of her slender fingered hand. Smiling and winking, she pirouettes away from Him as He grasps it, the silk unravelling from about her, slithering free of her body to flutter to the soft grasses at His feet. She dances away, her hair a cape of gleaming satin around her. Tossing her head, she laughs ripplingly from moist ruby lips, her heart exalting in her dance.
Without warning she stops, holding a pose of turned out hip, slender hands raised skyward, chest heaving .... the veils gone, the submissive revealed. Breaking the pose she slips to her knees, spreading creamy thighs wide. Lifting her chin high to show off her slender white throat and the silver collar encircling it, arching her back slightly as if to offer up her body. Long fronds of grass tickle her throbbing, sweet heat as she prays her Master has found pleasure in her dance. Fire-filled velvety brown pools lower as her head bends forward, her dance now complete.
Author notes
this is a variation on a Gorean dance scene, scripted by me for my Dominant
Written February 14th, 2006
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There are seven veils removed in all - one from each side of her body, one from her hair, one from her face, another from her neck, one covering her breasts and the last from around her waist.
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I have a question did she infact remove seven veils or just six I lost count. Very well done I'm guessing you went for exotic locale as it gives the feeling of a Gypsy caravan. You can almost feel the music that pulses through her. Well done. Thank you for entering the contest.
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Wow! I don't know what else to say but Wow. You have portrayed a vivid image of colorful lust here. Totally loved the entire piece, from start to finish.
Great job, thanks for entering aand good luck
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Well done. The sensual ideas mixed with the dancing imagery create a beautiful picture! Although I was looking more for poems, I never specified -- plus, this is an incredibly poetic story. Wonderful work!!
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And I love how she danced for me!! Fabulous and kudos! I hope your dom loved it because my dom and I certainly did!! brava!! continue writing fabulously!
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Nice . I thinth you have a typo on flimsy material but then i cannot spell so i could be wrong .I thought your discription of movement and colour wonderful
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The imagery in this is intense! It is sooooo seductive . . . not onli to the master . . . but to the readers as well. It has such sensuality . . . such rare feminine beauty to it! Way to go! This was just an incredible write! Keep penning . . . and keep sharing!
maggie
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This is very descriptive and sensual. Some of the sentences seemed like they didn't want end. They way you divided the sections was intentional, but you choose not to capitalize most of them. I wondered at this. It was interesting the way you wrote it. I could see her as she danced.
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ooohh very nice
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very sensual and beautifully written. im sure your Master will be very proud of his little sub
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Sensual Dance
you must know your two first fans would snatch this up at lightening speed. Well as soon as we came online lol. Rose this is so seductively rich and feminine I feel all silky inside. So many poetic words and how you just keep weaving them astounds me. I loved the verse, demure temptress...cola eyes....as in drinking them in. Your words have a painted a vivid image once again.......this is one of my now favorite writes.
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A sensual tale.....filled with urgent and heightened senses...drawing the reader in by one of those veils.....the imagery was superlative....depicting an ordinary evening transformed into an erotic sunset a precurser of what lay ahead.
Wonderful stuff...
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