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Dec. 1997
raine rises with fluid grace, her perfectly shaped rask twiches, stretching out to her full height, she shifts to the balls of her belled feet as her eyes sparkle with joy, turning she and moves towards the servery, her bright eyes darkening with each step of her long toned legs, her hand reaching up to run through herlong hair, feeling the silky strands gliding across her back, hips swaying gently from side to side causing her silks to rise and fall giving tiny glimpses of her firm rask
delicatly chewing her pouty lower lip scaning the upper shelf...searching for such a goblet like her own beloved Master's.. lifting her tall form up farther still her long hair tickles the tops of her thighs... as she spots one she wishes .. reaching gently into the shelf... fingertips glide over the old ebony wood of the goblet..feeling the delicate work of the ship carved upon it.. tenderly removing it from the others
raine sinks down upon her golden calves... knees spread wide leaning back as if to bow she pulls the goblet across her taught tummy touching the ebony cup to the the edge of the valley of her breast arching upward slowly she slides the carved goblet to her flower.. feeling her heat bloom forth from within...gently she tests the cups edge aginst her rudy petals exhaling a soft low purr and the smoothness found she moves the well coated cup sitting forward again... eyes slowly open..
lifting a girls long supple form from the floor, a flush upon her skin.. her dark mahogany eyes look toward the cooler door.. a warm wind passing thru the village tosses her hair back from her face showing her high cheekbones.. tugging upon the cooler door the chill of cold tightening her tan skin, she looks inside.. arching forward a bit at the kiss of cold upon her nipple thru the thin silk.. purring.. she sees the hanging bota's caressing tenderly one of the heavy hanging bags..
looking to the bota in hand lightly running the tips of her fingers upon them...she wiggles feeling the colds tender caressing thru the thin silk gentle and teaseing as Vana'she's tounge upon the nipple.. reaching the bottles of red ka-la-na in the back, caressing each with the palm of her hand pulling one out testing its temp aginst her passion heated inner thigh... gasping at the cold touch to hot flesh she purrs a low moan moving out swiftly with the bottle from the cooler,leaning aginst the door pushing it closed feeling with a soft sigh the warm winds on her hightend peaks of skin
feeling the sensations returning to her she moves from the door, feeling need within moaning a long low alto purr she sighs longingly... moving to the One.. the girls eyes darken to a warm tur tree shade glittering in the light..tilting her head she tugs the knot of her silk undone with her teeth letting it flutter to the floor... slipping downward her tan mussles flex as she sinks to wide spread knees setting the goblet to rest at the soft swollen entrance of her slave sex... removing the cork with her teeth... she sighs soft and longingly....moving the goblet to her niples edge, the light shineing upon it's well sweetened rim.. puring at it touch flames move up her spine.. she deftly postions the bottle upon her shoulder pour so that the lush red liquid trickles over her hot flesh....
setting the bottle down returning the cork moveing the goblet under the fullness ths breast.. tilting back her head..purring low and soft.. moving the goblet up the valley of her chest.. she tilts her face down looking up darkened eyes sparkle from within... licking at the honey coated rim purring louder in the low seductive tone.. kissing the ebony goblet and the red liquid it contains.. she moves it to her pounding slave heart counting three beat of purity then five beats of slave prayer.. fluttering her eyes open... she offers up the goblet slightly over head
"raine brings this red chilled ka-lana in hopes it pleases and removes Vana'se's thirst... raine hopes has pleased for with all her soul it is her privoleadge to be allowed to attempt to be to serve.. Might the ka-la-na be more pleaseing than the humble girl that served it.."
her breath catches and holds totally still.
The Master
Taking the Goblet I sip the kalana, and lick the rim.. setting it to the side Takeing you in my arms, kisses my hearts center