Gorean Dance
Sunday mornings on IRC Gorean "Channel" was a time to play "wave" files. Some were very funny (I may do a web site for our funny waves) and some were very useful. You could play a wav when people entered the "room". You could play your dance wavs. You could play a wav for your Master. These are fond memories for us Turian girls and many of our friends who used to be there every Sunday for the wav. hours. For old time kajirae, do you remember these songs that we used to dance to?
seducesm.wav
druid.wav
keirsas.mid
Epona.wav
Gordance1.wav
Gordance2.wav
Gordance3.wav
gypsywmn.mid
The Pole Dance, by kindra{R} kajira of Rsvp of Turia.
kindra{R} moves to the sand pit.. firelight flickering in the hearth. lighting the dark of the gardens..silhouetting her form under colorful sheer dancing silks draped over her curvy shape. Supple skin peering through the sheer shimmery material.
kindra {R}lifts slender hands over her head.. thumb and forefinger graced with finger cymbals.... a veil of silk covering her rounded hips. Her head is turned away from her Master..her chin dipped..demurely.. the music begins.. she hears the beat.. the pounding of her heart is like the nearby drums...her slender body sashaying towards the slave pole, skin flushing a bright hue of pink.
kindra {R} sways against the length of the pole.. it renders her body helpless and weak the reminder of her Masters control.. she undulates herself against it.. at times it seems she even yields to it in ecstasy.. sometimes she pushes herself against it.. as if she is fighting it..fighting her submission.. her Master.. but.. it always holds her.. in a perfect place..
kindra{R} moves her shoulders..lifting them.. letting them slowly fall..rounding them forward.. tiny hands move sensuously up her full creamy breasts.. across her slender shoulders.. her head thrown back.. she turns.. twinkling eyes glance towards the Masters watching her dance... lifting her arms high.. over head.. she raises her long auburn tresses..above her pursing her lips sensuously
kindra{R} suddenly drops the wild tresses as they whirl about her shoulders... she clangs the cymbols to the rising beat of kalika drums... her smouldering dark eyes.. survey the crowd ..half closing them..she pivots her neck back and forth.. her bare toes marking the sand as her feet twist and turn her to the music.. the tempo increases as she hears drums beat faster..
kindra{R}'s movements quicken.. her wild hair swirls about her.. her feet pound against the sand.. heel .. toe.... heel .. toe.. suddenly.. bending her head.. her eyes become fixed only on one..she feels the fire raging the battle within her.. she barely hears the clatter of the kaskas. . and the tapping of the tem sticks..for her desire is so intense.. she keeps her gaze .. fixed only on him.. she feels the pounding in her belly..
kindra{R} jerks her head back.. lowering herself on her back.. before him. pushing her hips forward .. then back again.... gyrating them slowly.. before she rises to her knees.. the rythem of the music .. is irrisistable to her.. she sways .. then begins to writhe.. her ear hears the beat of the music.. slowing.. changing.. her head falls once again backwards into the sand....
kindra{R} moves faster and faster.. until she hears the sudden halt of the music.. her sweet breath panting.. she drops her face to the sand.. hands stretched out before her.. her fingers clutching the sunwarmed sand.. gesturing.. her willingness to submit.... she hears the final clap of the kaskas.. until .. she hears.. only the beating of her heart.. the silence of the sand beneath her..
A song for today, and a dance for Master, from his kindra, you can play the song while you read the dance!
seducesm.wav
druid.wav
keirsas.mid
Epona.wav
Gordance1.wav
Gordance2.wav
Gordance3.wav
gypsywmn.mid
The Pole Dance, by kindra{R} kajira of Rsvp of Turia.
kindra{R} moves to the sand pit.. firelight flickering in the hearth. lighting the dark of the gardens..silhouetting her form under colorful sheer dancing silks draped over her curvy shape. Supple skin peering through the sheer shimmery material.
kindra {R}lifts slender hands over her head.. thumb and forefinger graced with finger cymbals.... a veil of silk covering her rounded hips. Her head is turned away from her Master..her chin dipped..demurely.. the music begins.. she hears the beat.. the pounding of her heart is like the nearby drums...her slender body sashaying towards the slave pole, skin flushing a bright hue of pink.
kindra {R} sways against the length of the pole.. it renders her body helpless and weak the reminder of her Masters control.. she undulates herself against it.. at times it seems she even yields to it in ecstasy.. sometimes she pushes herself against it.. as if she is fighting it..fighting her submission.. her Master.. but.. it always holds her.. in a perfect place..
kindra{R} moves her shoulders..lifting them.. letting them slowly fall..rounding them forward.. tiny hands move sensuously up her full creamy breasts.. across her slender shoulders.. her head thrown back.. she turns.. twinkling eyes glance towards the Masters watching her dance... lifting her arms high.. over head.. she raises her long auburn tresses..above her pursing her lips sensuously
kindra{R} suddenly drops the wild tresses as they whirl about her shoulders... she clangs the cymbols to the rising beat of kalika drums... her smouldering dark eyes.. survey the crowd ..half closing them..she pivots her neck back and forth.. her bare toes marking the sand as her feet twist and turn her to the music.. the tempo increases as she hears drums beat faster..
kindra{R}'s movements quicken.. her wild hair swirls about her.. her feet pound against the sand.. heel .. toe.... heel .. toe.. suddenly.. bending her head.. her eyes become fixed only on one..she feels the fire raging the battle within her.. she barely hears the clatter of the kaskas. . and the tapping of the tem sticks..for her desire is so intense.. she keeps her gaze .. fixed only on him.. she feels the pounding in her belly..
kindra{R} jerks her head back.. lowering herself on her back.. before him. pushing her hips forward .. then back again.... gyrating them slowly.. before she rises to her knees.. the rythem of the music .. is irrisistable to her.. she sways .. then begins to writhe.. her ear hears the beat of the music.. slowing.. changing.. her head falls once again backwards into the sand....
kindra{R} moves faster and faster.. until she hears the sudden halt of the music.. her sweet breath panting.. she drops her face to the sand.. hands stretched out before her.. her fingers clutching the sunwarmed sand.. gesturing.. her willingness to submit.... she hears the final clap of the kaskas.. until .. she hears.. only the beating of her heart.. the silence of the sand beneath her..
A song for today, and a dance for Master, from his kindra, you can play the song while you read the dance!