Snap! Snap!
That's how she moves. Her flat stomach glistened with sweat, her waist embellished with waist beads. Her long straight hair, swaying as she turned
"Come to meee! She cooed her voice like a melodious harp.
Her feet were red from dancing, but she still danced with vigor as if possessed by a force that kept leading her on.
This was the only part of her castle that was restricted from outsiders. It was her sacred altar, where she comes to at midnight and dances.
She wiggled like a snake, her body effortlessly bending and twisting. Her hand running down her tanned, glistening skin, the Sango playing the flute by the corner of her sacred altar.
The Sango was the one initiating the ritual; he played the flute to fuel the dancer and capture the soul of her submissive pet.
"Ohh
