As the drums vibrations touch My ears, My body begins to sway.
Walking, with seductive movements, and rhythm in each step, the music once again has consumed My spirit.
The clicking of My heels, striking hard, seems to keep the beat with the drums, upon the eroded stones of the dungeon.
Wearing black latex fitted to My ample form intensives the heat running thru my body.My breath becomes rapid My hips gyrate as a warmth fills My breasts. heaving my nipples up thru the latex as the become hard and erect.
With assurance and confidence I raise my arms High above my head, hips swinging with a seductive tone.
My back slightly arched with heaving breasts perked high. Muscles taunt and tightly My legs stretched with firm calves with solid and muscular thighs define thru the cat suit. With slow sensual, calculated movements as I slowly run My fingers through my blonde locks and bountiful curls fall gently upon My shoulders.
A gentle breeze that blows thru the drafty halls send a swaying movement to the dungeons chains that hang upon the rafters singing there own song, with a clanging and a sweet chime. The lit torches glow upon the walls in different eerie shapes and soft flickers of light dance upon the stones like naked demons, as I inhale the musty smell of sweat and the fragrance of lilac that wafts in with the breeze.
With My whip in hand I raise it high above My head in a circular motion once around then twice half way through the circle a flip of the wrist as it’s loud crack echoes through these musty old dungeon halls,, looking into the eyes of the male slaves I smile as I see their bodies respond to the power of its call … come play with Star it beckons.. She is in need of your service.
