You walk over and push a button and the chain drags the ceiling. Pulling my body, pulling it to a tilt in a 45 degree angle. I look up and I see a shelf with a candle on it about a foot above me. the candle is laying on it's side.
You ask me if I know what the candle is for. I reply, "No." You look at me with a fire in your eyes, and say, "you will find out for that response." You unhook the front closure bra and expose my breasts, and then light that candle.
"You will refer to me as Sir" you say, as the first drop of hot wax splashes on my breasts. I cringe in pain as the wax runs down my nipple, but surprised about how it brought my body alive. Tingles run through my like electricity.