Page 6 of Teddy Bear

I will dance for you. Of course I'll dance for you. I will dance until my feet give out.

I look into the marble-like, empty, lifeless holes that once housed the glowing eyes of a teddy bear, watching me unblinkingly. That damn sight kills every part of my body. I would do anything to get rid of him.

Countless times I tried to kill him, dismember him, burn him, or tear him apart in my hypnotic visions.

But Teddy seems to be dead in my head already, and I'm stuck with his soulless eyes being my damned judge, watching over my every move, enjoying tormenting me with his judgment, his contempt, and his sticky guilt thicker than tar.

I reach the center of the stage and watch the lights dim even more - warm, soft neon, now turning a dull bright pink, almost burgundy. The air is flickering, tickling, restless, erratic, just like my heart, whose beating is now somewhat muted, but equally excited and nervous.

My chest tightens, and my breathing almost stops.

-Show me what you got for me.

Danny orders me to dance for him.

His calm voice rocks me like a giant thunder wave.

-Relax your shoulders.

I relax my shoulders, and with light movements I begin to enter the rhythm and blend in with the seductive background music.

-Relax your wrists.

I swing my hair, letting it fall freely over my shoulders. I am fluffy and easy - I have only one meaning and goal - to please him and make him happy.

-Relax your hips.

I relax my bare, rounded hips and begin to gently sway them to the rhythm. Now I too am a whole wave, an unrestrained natural movement, as ravishing as it is wild, as submissive as it is free.

Free only as long as I please him.

-Relax your eyelids.

The last but most important link in the chain, the signal to close my eyes tightly and let only the feeling and the music guide me. That's what I'm doing, and now, I'm all overwhelmed and united, lulled together with beautiful notes.

I stand in the middle of the observation room and start dancing completely naked while Danny watches me through the cameras.

I dance around the stage completely free, while thousands of dim, pink spotlights illuminate my body. I sway and shake - I make every free and spontaneous movement I want; I don't think about steps or choreography; I let myself go, letting him enjoy the show.

Enjoy the unobstructed, lewd view of my undisguised, lustful, naked body and black fishnet stockings hugging my thighs.

Enjoy my long lustrous curls that wave along with my magical movements. Enjoy my butt and long legs, and white, firm breasts with stiff nipples that give themselves to him.

I dance as the rhythm carries me, and I exist only in this magical moment, in a sparkling second that I want to last forever - while he is completely mesmerized by me, and I am completely devoted to him.

From the fairy, dark and seductive dance, I was transported by the touch of a hand on my bare shoulder.

Danny orders me to run my hands over my chest and shoulders.

I open my eyes, and I always see the same - it's Danny, I'm quite sure of it, by the very structure of his body, the shape of his limbs and his well-developed and large bones and muscles, by the color of the pale eyes looking at me - behind the black latex mask.

I start to tremble from the strong euphoria that overwhelms me in the moment. His touch, for my body, is like a mini electric shock - his ready fingers covered with latex gloves ignite and tear the synapses in me - the feeling is so strong, and the desire is so unbridled, that I am completely unable to control my reaction.

Danny orders me to slide my fingers lower on the swollen clit.

I become primal, so primitive, like an animal that blindly follows its instinct - and my instinct, in this hour, as in every next one, leads me only to him.

To my savior and my destroyer.