“Today, ****,” Razir said. “I’ll teach you he most important lesson you’ll ever learn.”
“Yes, master.” Lydia knelt for him.
“I’m going to start to teach you the Dance of Desire. This is very important when you reach Yaviskas. All slaves must be able to perform this dance, any who can’t, can be punished severely, even by elves who aren’t their master.”
Lydia gulped at the thought.
“There is a lot to remember and practice,” Razir said. “So today I shall teach you stage one. Any mistake after today’s lesson will earn you punishment. Do you understand?”
“Yes, master. I understand.”
The start was simple enough, she just hand to stand on the spot, running her hands up and down the sides of her waist while she swayed her hips gently. Then her hands had to rub her chest, above the breasts and back down her sides all the way to the hips as she continued to move her hips sensually.
Then one hand stayed on her hip while the other rubbed across her chest again, until both hands came up, squeezing her tits together.
It seemed there was going to be a lot to remember. Lydia gulped at the thought of the punishments she might receive for failing at this.
While one hand rubbed up and down the side of her waist and hip again, the other now had to run through her hair.
“It will be easier when you dance to the music,” Razir said. “Let’s practice what you have so far.”
He produced a small drum from his bag, and began to play it slowly. Lydia moved her hips to the beats. It wasn’t so bad to remember, it seemed she’d done things right so far, she hoped.
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