DnD 2014
A Special Note from Koardan

Full text of the dancers performances is available from the school of Gorean dance. However, I include excerpts here. I have more pictures, including moving sketches of each dancer as well as our fine judges and staff. I will share those in a week or two.
~ Koardan of Port Haifa Academy & Master of Snow
2014 Design and Dance Festival - year 4
September 13th, 2014
57 sponsors. 94 attendees. Maxed out the Stream. 600 pictures - 30 GB.
Ubara: Hayden. Builder - Smokes Millions, DJ: Domi and Gorean’s Portal Radio
MC: Hayden Cerise and Ame Lobo
Judges: Gunner von Phoenix, Nevar Lobo, Mark Young, Storm Pendragon. With well wishes to IvanCarlo Landar who fell ill.
This event is special because the silks of the dancers are woven into the event. They are
[AtTire], For F’s Sake, Glyph, Luas, May’s Soul, Ramp, Sweet Poison, Velvet Whip
The motif for this year was ‘Runaway Slave’.
A Special Dance
The last dance was by Haden, In Tribute by Haden to her Father - who passed in the last week. She chose the music of "You're Still Here" by Faith Hill. No words were needed for such a powerful dance, except these:
[17:21] Hayden Cerise whispers.. in tribute to my father...
[17:25] Hayden Cerise: i love you dad..
Pre show exhibition of Alumni dancers
Nara and Kira, maia, Angel, Madyx, Snow, Baby Pea, lala, Ebi, Lizzy, dominque and Yummi!! performed in a shimmering fountain.
Baby Pea explains:
“The Design & Dance Alumni welcome Masters and Jarls to Design & Dance 2014! Welcome Mistresses to the most exciting Gorean dance event of the year! Welcome Kajiri, Bonds and Thralls to the glorious culmination of Gorean slave dance and fashion. We thank you all for being here, and hope you will enjoy the fabulous and imaginative creations that have been prepared for your entertainment pleasure. We give thanks to Hayden and her devoted, hard-working staff, as well as the designers and dancers, for producing what you will see here today. We thank you for allowing us the privilege and honor of dancing for you!!”
1 Eden
Eden (Karesinda Warwillow) owned by Deacon Glenwalker.
Eden is wearing Ramp Fashion *Eden* silks designed by Marianna Porterfield
Eden is wearing Ramp Fashion *Eden* silks designed by Marianna Porterfield
Music: James McNally’s “Irish Low Flute,”
Eden performs her “Runaway Slave” dance for your pleasure.
ღ ℯdℯη ღ (Karesinda Warwillow)'s hands roam seductively over a bare belly, passing over sensitive breasts, back arching brazingly as her glance turns to the side in hopes of catching sight of her Master. A sense of naughty excitement arouses her as she dreams of finding him, of how he will capture the vile men who attacked.. and how she will be rewarded for her valiant effort! Pliant legs kick out as if in declaration of the slow burn of promised passion.
ღ ℯdℯη ღ (Karesinda Warwillow) turns and raises over the ground, surrendering to the fire of her awakened cravings, no longer able to control the rapturous heat that courses through her veins. Crawling forward, a sharp gasp erupts from her as she realizes her Owners boots stand before her, his stern look causing a chill of fear to creep over her as she falls prone before his feet, a simple slave heart beating out a guilty rhythm against her chest, the softest breath of a whisper wafting up to meet his ears, "Ohh, my Master!! I stayed safe just like you ordered!"
ღ ℯdℯη ღ (Karesinda Warwillow): ~la kajira~
2 Sapphire
Sapphire (Tiviyah) a camp slave in the Northern Town of Vydarr. Sapphire is representing May's Soul by Designer May Tolsen and wore silks titled, "I Wish You Never Left" .
Music: Beats Antique’s “Miss Levine”.
ѕappнιre ιnglewood (Tiviyah Resident): "But...." the question stalls in the back of the dancer's mind. "How am I to be worthy of You, Master?" Aching for an answer from Any who will hear, small droplets of her tears continue to form in her eyes and slide down her cheeks, no longer tears of anger, but tears of love... of deepest love that only a slave can hold for a Master. Her eyes open again and, with more determination than ever before, the slave lowers herself gracefully to the sands.
ѕappнιre ιnglewood (Tiviyah Resident) seems then to be lost once more. How does one give herself so fully that there is no question it is her deepest-rooted desire? Bending her torso over her knee at first to bow her head, she growls in frustration, righting herself back to her knees, but still something isn't right. The dancer turns to throw herself forward to her face in the sands, supplicating herself before Them before finally raising up with outstretched arms, offering everything she is, even if it isn't much. "Masters, please! See me! See sapphire! See the slave within this beast! La kajira!"
3 Angeni
Angeni (Ladysunfire Erin) owned by Master Chaos, Tarnsman of Isle~of~Tarns. Angeni is wearing For F's Sake! silks "Angeni," designed by Cape Weary and Giselle555 - co-owners of For F's Sake.
angeni (ladysunfire Erin) ..
Delicately leaning forward caressing her thigh
as she wears her smile, a mask displayed for all
Falls gently back with her hips raised high.
angeni (ladysunfire Erin) .
Holding back her tears, she lowered herself to the sands,
rolling her shoulders smooth and gently waving her hands
Upon the morrow she will be known as a runaway slave in these lands.
angeni (ladysunfire Erin): “La Kajira!”
4 Kellan [ Second Place ]
Kellan (Kelika Dubrovna) wearing a silk named "Infinity" that is designed by Dottir, the designer behind the brand [AtTire].
Kellan (Kelika Dubrovna) stumbling upon knees as she circles to his tarn once more. Shaking arms reach up; begging! "Please, where are you my Master! I am here! I can help if you are injured just please, PLEASE don't be dead!" she sobs out. Crawling like a lurking sleen close to the tarn as desperation consumes her; looking for any blood trails to give her tortured heart some hope.
Kellan (Kelika Dubrovna) crawls with measured steps upon knees, her pained expression displaying distressed soul as she could not find him. Masking her face with small hand as tears began to stream down before the rustling sound of someone coming stirs excitement and fear. Lays down next to his tarn as tiny finger trace the pattern close to her heart; the infinity symbol of their love. Whispering to herself "Please be him and not my captors...please..."
Kellan (Kelika Dubrovna): "La Kajira"
5 Hoshi
Hoshi Tamura owned by Mistress Quentin Llanfair of the House Meiji. Hoshi is wearing 'Mirage', a silk created by designers Adira Spingflower and Cry Hawker of "Glyph" 'Mirage'.
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Hoshi |
A child of love slips free. A racing heart a soul in flight.
A woman, a dream. A runaway slave no more is she.
Hoshi Tamura Falling to her knees, before the altar’s pyre.
The kajira chosen in loves grace. A leash her reward as she lifts tear streaked face.
Away with her Mistress in tender arms is sped. To live the life this girl was meant.
6 Juls [ First Place ]
Juls (Julienn Sands) who is in the collar of Jarl Aiden Hallenbook. Today, Juls is representing "Velvet Whip" by Designers Reeva Hax and Madmacit.
Music: Juls’ dance is entitled, “The Conflicted” – performed to the music “Once Again” by Hang Massive.
Juls (julienn Sands) shifts her weight, taut belly quivers with a nervous coil. The elegant gauze wraps itself around trembling curves in imitation of a fragile zephyr. "You always gave me courage," she breathes, "even when everything seemed at its worst. You showed me I have more courage than I ever knew, and now I will do my best to prove it so."
Juls (julienn Sands) "Over three Ahn pass, the feet of the dancer tracing erratic paths across the tiled floor. The sound of a man's voice, filled with outrage, reverberates through the villa and pulls the girl up short. "ALIDA!" Her name echoes. "Where is she? What did she know? Bring her!" She slides back as though she could hide from him, silent but for her frightened breath, and furiously blinks back hot tears. "No..." she whispers, courage companioned with grace lifts her chin, dries her eyes. Manicured fingers push against the heavy door, opening it, tips turning white with its weight, her face the same ashen hue. "For better or worse, la kajira..."
7 Shani [ Third ]
Shani (Littleredhead) owned by Jarl Leylan Rajal. Shani is representing "Luas" by Designer AinaraLuas.
shani (LittleRedhead Resident) 's Heart skips with trepidation causing chest to rise and fall with erratic breaths at the imminent fate drawing close gliding down to the gleaming granules. Apprehensive eyes search pleadingly among the shadows "I don't know if i have more to give, but running away wont solve anything". Doubt soaked whisper trails off whilst articulate movements falter and slow; until graceful goddess swirls on quartz crystalline particles with arms stretching to spread like the willows branches.
shani (LittleRedhead Resident) stills and autonomously separates supple thighs, exasperated but accepting breath flees full rouged lips "I am slave, I will always be slave, I cannot deny what I am." Resigned acceptance and determination shows in emerald windows of the soul lifted at the sound of the door. Pulls slender arms behind curved back, wrists crossing in supplication, posture straightening with resolved tenacity "i am ready... m-my Master" ~ La Kajira~
Exhibition Dance by Maia, winner of DnD 2013
Last year's Design-n-Dance winner, “Maia” (Fionna Carter) performed her winning dance.
Maia is the property of my Lady Ame’s Companion, Nevar Lobo, Magistrate of Vigo, she is a co-founder and instructor at the School of Gorean
Last years theme was "Absolute Obedience" (chosen by my Snow). Maia’s music is Anabasis by Dead Can Dance
Maia playfully shimmies forward; hips seductively sway in time to the beat. Pauses, plants dainty feet hard into the grains, slowly slides down, knees parting as slender fingers glide down over widened thighs, a low pitch moan escapes her collared throat. "Aren’t you cutting off your nose to spite your face,” she chastises herself as she sways back up onto tiny feet, kicking out a supple left leg with frustration.
Maia's lush hips sway more teasingly, arched feet move forward a few steps, faltering she dips down as coal black tendrils cascade and dance across bare shoulders. Purrs softly "Deep down don’t you really derive pleasure from pleasing him in every task he has commanded of you. Why fight against it?" Spins lightly on pointed toes, sculptured arms outstretch as though embracing the sudden perceived freedom.
In Conclusion
This event was special in so many ways. It was hard to leave the pit, but we consoled ourselves with the shopping available by those amazing designers.