A kajira's love is as delicate as a freshly bloomed talendar and as fierce as a she-sleen in heat. Both growing to levels of unbelivable strength under the right hand.
When a kajira loves it shows in her serves, with every breath she takes, from every subtle movement she makes. Ever will she place herself in the most pleasing of positions so that her Master can both admire her and be proud to call her his girl. Nothing can match the beauty of a girl who is cared for.
But....just like the talendar that is left untended so that weeds and thorns overwhelm it, thus too is the frail submissive beauty of a kajira. A kajira has no choice but to serve, she via's to do so with beauty and grace. But if left untended will wilt till the caring hand of a beloved Master once more touches and cares for her. Then she blossoms anew into the beauty that is within every female.
Monday 9 January 2012
kajiras love
Posted by submissive with the slaves heart at 11:09
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