You danced within your restraints!

Come on girl! You said silently to yourself, Time to get their attention!

You were bound but not out of options! You whipped your hair up and over your head. The long black strands shimmered in the bright light of the spotlight and fell heavily down your back completely exposing your naked body and face. You shut your eyes, bit your lower lip, and began to slowly gyrate your hips.

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!", a loud sigh escapes your mouth. You had attempted to convey the yearning you felt. You hoped for a powerful Master. Wealthy enough to provide the luxuries you knew you deserved. Strong enough to command and protect a large harem through which you would rise. But mostly, you needed to experience a man running his hands over your body. Hoping he would pull at your exposed flesh. I man worthy of you giving yourself to him completely.

Your narrow 24 inch waist arched almost painfully within the stockade and your little arms flexed against their restraints behind your back. Your hips never stopped their swaying and gyrating motion. Sometimes forward and backwards. Sometimes side to side. Slowly to the music within your head.

You dedicated yourself completely to your seduction, silently praying to extract a high price that only the most powerful man could afford. You did not to let the comments of the women evaluating you from the darkness distract you.

"Woah... we have an eager one here..."

"...What a natural submissive..."

"...My Master would love to seed her deeply..."

"...Too theatrical... she's likely requires high maintenance..."

"...If your Master isn't able to tame such a small girl your Harem is likely to fall tonight..."