Take your clothes off' he instructs me. I do as I'm told, folding them neatly in the corner. My legs are unstable as I walk back over to him, nerves, excitement, anticipation. I was naughty, it had been my 29th birthday but I knew I'd been bratty and I was going to be punished because of it. I feel the a wetness start between my leg...he hasn't even touched me I think to myself chuckling slightly.
'Give me your wrists'. He takes my wrists and ties them tightly together. My breath is shallow. He's standing close, taking in my exposed body. I shiver.
Walking behind me, I feel his breath on my neck, he pulls the blindfold over my eyes.
'Is that okay?' He whispers in my ear, I nod.
'Is that how you address me?' he demands, landing a hand hard on my exposed ass. I jump, audibly gasping.
'No Sir' I squeal.
'Good Girl' he says rubbing my ass. I feel the sting in the shape of a hand. It hurts but I can't stop the feeling of wetness grow between my legs.
My body tingles, a mixture of chill and excitement. There's a smell in the air of burning candles, my mind wanders. My heart rate spikes. He must have noticed my breath speed up. Standing close he strokes my arm, his presence is reassuring.
'Arms above your head' he whispers, quiet but commanding.
Moving my arms up he grabs them and ties them above my head, I am now fully exposed -- I want to pull my arms down and cover myself -- but I guess this is what he wants. He's observant, that's for sure.
'You have a beautiful body, don't ever think you need to cover up. Understand?' he whispers in my ear.
'Yes sir' I say, I've learnt my lesson this time.
He strokes my face, then I feel his hands on my breasts, stroking them. I moan as he tugs on my nipple, it immediately hardens to his touch, he moves to my other nipple continuing his tugging and rubbing. I'm moaning properly now, my body alight at his touch.
Wrapping an arm around my back he pulls me in, his hands continuing their mission on my nipples. I want to return the favour, wrap my arms around his neck and pull him into me, but alas. He kisses my neck moving down my body, to my shoulders, my chest, my breasts. I'm panting hard now, almost begging for him. As if he knows this, he moves his hand down towards my pussy. It's already wet.
'You are very excitable aren't you, I haven't even started and you're already dripping for me.' He chuckles, his fingers lightly move across my clit.
I moan, I want him to use those expert fingers, but as soon as I think he's going to, he stops, he lets go. I moan, hard this time. I want him to fuck me, I don't want him to stop.
'Ah' I yelp, jumping as something cold and wet drips down my chest. The drips continue onto my nipples, across my breast and down onto my belly, I gasp. The blindfold alights all of my other senses and I don't know where he is going next on this icy journey. Anticipation I remember him saying. It's all about anticipation. He wasn't wrong.
I notice I'm holding my breath, waiting in anticipation for the next drop... it doesn't come.
I jolt my head back as he wraps his hands in my hair, pulling my head back.
'Stick your tongue out' he commands, I can feel his breath. I know better than to disobey an order. I open my mouth, sticking my tongue out for him.
'Good Girl' he whispers hot in my ear.
Icy water drips onto my tongue and down my chin and neck. I'm starting to enjoy the cold, against my warm skin, it's sharp but refreshing.
'Thank you Sir' I whisper.
'You're learning' he chuckles, landing a soft smack on my ass.
The drips that had landed on my breasts were now threatening to make their way to my pussy, I move my legs to divert them elsewhere.
Letting go of my hair, he moves, what I have now assumed is an ice cube down my chest, across my naval and towards my dripping pussy. I gasp, shuddering in excitement, I pull on my restraints. My legs tense, the ice cube is cold, too cold for my warm, wet pussy I think. The ice cube slides across my pubic bone as I throw my head back panting. I want to say stop, but at the same time I want to feel the ice on my clit. He rests it gently on my pussy.
'Ah' I yelp, the sharp coldness sends electricity through my body. It almost hurts, but not in a bad way. I feel myself moving against it. I am so wet, so ready for him to fuck me and make me cum. But just as quickly as the ice cube arrives, it disappears. And I'm left, in the dark, panting anticipating his next move. Goosebumps prick my skin where the ice has dripped across my bare torso and I feel myself shaking. Coldness or anticipation? I can't quite tell.
The smell of hot candle wax penetrates my nose.
'What's that!' I say before I can stop myself.
'Did I give you permission to speak!' A sharp pain flies through my nipple as he pinches it, hard. I squeal!
'No Sir' I whisper, lowering my head.
He stands close to my ear.
'Relax' he breaths 'let me worry about what's coming next and you enjoy the sensations.'
My breathing is rapid now, a mixture of fear, anticipation and excitement.
I feel an intense warmth under my left nipple, I try to pull away but he's wrapped his arm around my back, holding me tightly. It's hot, under my cold hard nipple. At first I'm fearful, but as my body adjusts I relax. He moves it across to my other nipple, the warmth of the candle held just below my aching nipples. I'm getting wetter, I can feel my pussy aching to be used. The heat disappears and he releases my body.
Something wet and hot splatters onto my breast, I squeal, jerking on my restraints. Another splatter, this time on my nipple. Hot pain against my skin. But as the wax hardens the pain disappears quickly. He continues, dropping the firey wax on my breasts, my nipples and down across my navel. I pull hard against my restraints, moaning and panting. Each splatter igniting a new fire across my body, pain and pleasure. He spins me round, dropping the hot wax down my back and onto my already stinging ass.
'How does that feel' he asks.
How do I respond, good, bad, strange...
'Hot Sir' I finally respond with.
'Perfect for your hot little body then' he says stroking my ass as he continues to drop wax across it. I'm moaning loudly now, pushing my ass out, begging for the wax.
'Now' he says as a final drop of wax graces my bare ass, he grabs my hair and pulls me against him. ' do you feel that fat cock?'
