Disoriented, Victoria Falls slowly opened her center. She was sitting in an arm chairperson and realized she was naked. One arm crack across her chest of drawers covering her pap while the other arm darted between her legs hiding the curly patch of fuzz she kept trimmed. St ill in a semi-confused country of mind she looked around saw ... nothing, virtually nothing. Every instruction she looked all there was was duskiness, seemingly going on forever except above her, there, the only when affair other that dark was a one luminosity shining down causing a orbitual shape on the floor.

"Why there ?"she wondered stretching her capitulum forward unsuccessfully trying to inspect the area,"What makes that spot so limited ?"

Her oddity finally getting the estimable of her, Queen Victoria slid across to the edge of the chair and started to abide up keeping as a lot of herself covered as possible rising off the chairman in a semi-crouching billet, moving the one arm from her genital organ so the seize hand could cover as much of the crack of her ass as possible.

Keeping her knee joint together, she slid her purple shoes ..."purple shoes ?"she thought, and, looking at the shoes, she noticed, except for the colour, they resembled Dorothy 's from the magician of Oz, shiny, cute bow, slight heel."I do n't own purple shoes ”.

She continued her shuffled paseo toward the perch storey area until, an estimated five foundation away, she could read the words 'STAND Here'stated within the roofy of light.

"Yeah, right, ”, capital of Seychelles said to no one in particular,"here I am, basic birthday suit, well, plus place, and I 'm going into the spotlight ? I do n't think so."

Victoria muddled an about face planning to return to the armchair but could n't see it. Assuming it was n't visible, but still there, she resumed her shuffling, but this sentence away from the light.

After several proceedings she thought,"Odd, I did n't think I travelled this far before."She turned slightly to count behind her and was surprised to see she was still only about five feet from the circle of light focused on the 'STAND Hera'words.

She shuffled some more, still no armchair and, upon checking, still only five feet from the highlighted words.

"fine,"she conceded stepping into the light,"Anything else ? ”.

It came from nowhere, everywhere, maybe only in her psyche, the unity watchword, 'DANCE'.

The sound resonated through her mind, through the ( room ? ), through her body and she felt it. Unknowingly, her arms started to actuate away from her covering her consistence, her hips started to gyrate, her whole consistence started to rock to an unsung, unheard, non-existent medicine. With each movement of her consistence, her fervour for freedom grew. No longer feeling reserve, she was grateful not to accept the restrictions of clothing. Her effort helped with the detached show her organic structure to anyone, everyone, and no one, feeling she had nothing to hide and hid nada. Vehemently her legal action continued and soon she found them more than pleasurable, they became exciting, arousing, needing.

She threw herself to the base, spreadeagled, then slowly pulled her upper organic structure back causing her hips to move up, supported by her knees, felt the parting of her ass buttock knowing this would cause her vagina to slowly open in exhibit to anyone and everyone who might be watching. She did n't care. She was unfreeze, unblock of shame, free of modesty, free of everything, everything but the need to trip the light fantastic toe, the need to revel in her opportunity to express herself with the most stimulated sack of passion and emotion.

She jumped to her invertebrate foot, pulled her arms out to her side of meat, pulling them back, forcing her to thrust out her chest like a sprinter crossing a refinement line, enjoying the way her tits shock absorber and bounced in response to her movements.

Her arms came back to her body, this time rubbing and massaging rather then covering her titmouse. She relished the flavour of her deal on her body and the feeling they created between her legs as they slowly and tenderly glide down her dead body toward impending gratification.

The non-existent round to which she was dancing increased in tempo and her nub charge per unit and urging for freedom began to emulate the momentum as she acknowledged the increase of ancestry flow to her vagina and clitoris by breathing starting to heave heavily. She had to focus the determination of her will power over her body to gross out the outcome of exhaustion creeping into the physique of her movements.

One helping hand reached the starting line of her pubic tuft and as it teasingly played it 's way toward it 's ultimate end, the early manus reversed focal point to resume massaging her breast and acting with the already hardened nipples.

With the one bridge player reaching the starting time of her fissure of pleasure the other hired man pulled an exposed tit and squeezed hard. Letting out a gasp of mixed joy and pain, Victoria slid two fingers inside her wanting slit and started rubbing where she knew her fingers would ingest the most affect while the early paw tried to reproduce the sensation of the self inflicted pleasure/discomfort on her other nipple.

Her fingerbreadth worked her joy spot firmly and combined with the mammilla punishment sensations Victoria felt herself reaching the head of no homecoming when, ,, ,,

BEEP, BEEP, beep, she heard her alarm go off.

"You could n't have waited another moment or two ?"she screamed at her clock as she slammed it off,"Fine, I 'll do it myself"she stated hoping to release her need in, and with, the rain shower. She got up from her bed and, noticing the unusual dampness of her night dress, went to skid her animal foot into her slippers which had suddenly become violet, shiny, bow decorated shoes.

The End .