As I lay there contemplating what Mistress Jodie just said, I realized I was happy for the first time in very long time. She left the room to make a phone call, when she returned she interrupted my thoughts and said.
"I promised I would clean all that nasty wax off your body, now lets get started."
She removed the long, sexy leather gloves from each arms, revealing her hands, which I had not paid all that much attention to when we met. I was way too busy admiring her incredible form. At the end of each, manicured digit was a natural long black polished fingernail, sharpened to a lethal point, stiletto nails. I flinched as she ran an index finger across my cheek and lips to show me what I was in for. She gave me that wicked smile which I have begun to love...and fear.
My Mistress then donned a pair of leather vampire gloves, the tips of the fingers cut out so her talons would be revealed. She sensed my anticipation of what was about to happen as I began to breathe heavy.
"Ready my slave?"
"Yea my Goddess please, let me feel your nails scraping the wax from my flesh."
At first she gently ran the palms of her gloves over the caked on wax, I could feel the tiny sharp hooks scraping away the wax little by little. Then without warning she dug those sexy fingernails into my flesh and furiously began tearing the wax from my skin, stroke after stroke, her talons now digging into my skin leaving scratch marks that reignited every nerve ending with painful pleasure. She did not stop despite my cries of pain, for she knew what she was doing. Giving me what I wanted, what I needed.
When she was finally done she told me to rise, together we cleaned all the dried wax and sweat from the latex sheets. She sat on the bed, legs crossed.
"Kneel before your Mistress and remove my boots, I have another reward for you!"
I dropped to my knees, kissed the leather that covered her right knee and slowly pulled down the zipper. They were the type of boots with a half zipper that started just below her knees and ended just below her ankle. As the zipper went down, exposing her calf ans ankle, the musty aroma of sweat, leather and a hint of perfume arose filling my nostrils with her sweat musty scent, I inhaled deeply, I wanted it to fill my lungs, I devoured her scent it was intoxicating. I slid her boot off. She uncrossed her legs.
"Now the other one!"
Both of her perfect feet were now exposed in front of me, glistening with perspiration, one at a time I tasted them, licked the sweat from them, kissed her soles, her arches, I sucked on her toes individually and then all at once as she jammed each foot into my mouth. My tongue danced around each one. I swallowed her taste, she was moaning, I was pleasing my Goddess and that brought an overwhelming satisfaction to me. My fetish for feet, her feet, was as strong as it was for her leather and boots. I was in Heaven! She pushed both her soles into my face, smothering me with them, this woman knew what buttons to push, my cock strained against the sharp spikes of her toy, I needed to cum so bad I thought I was going to pass out.
"Enough slave, you are enjoying this a bit too much. Now lean over the corner of the bed, face down, it seems I have neglected your back, it needs my marks."
I did as I was told, face down on the latex sheet, she took one of her boots I had removed, positioned it so my nose and mouth would be inside the boot just where her foot and ankle would be, once again I could taste the leather interior mixed with her sweat and perfume.
"There, this should make you feel more comfortable."
"Thank you Mistress I love the scent of your skin, mixed with your sweat, You know me more perhaps than I know myself. I love you!"
"Good, keep that in mind for what I am about to do to you will make it all so much better my pet!"
She began using the chain flogger on my back. This time she did not start gently but began using hard fast lashes immediately, I whimpered as the onslaught began. Her powerful arms delivering welt producing marks all over my back as she had done on my chest. My back began to burn with pain as the strands of steel dug into me with each lash, then pulled back to deliver another blow. She was sure not to forget my ass cheeks as she whipped and marked them as well. I pressed my thighs into the bed as she whipped me there, forcing the spikes once again into my aching cock, I gasped, she laughed.
When she was satisfied with her artwork, she quickly sealed it with hot wax, using several different candles she coated my back with a thick layer of hardening wax. Every nerve ending screaming out as each hot thick liquid drop took its place on my already burning flesh. I never wanted this to stop. She drew back.
