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M's Story

Date: 8/27/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: gushkinbanda, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

helpless. Gloriously, wonderfully, happily helpless. He left her tied and set up several candles, lighting them in turn and waving his hand over the flames slowly, smiling at her mischievously in an almost evil grin. He waited for the wax to melt and carried the tray of candles to the table next to the bed. As he sat down next to her, she realized how immensely excited and totally helpless and felt her body responding already. He looked into her eyes and asked if she was ready. His eyes were so intense that all she could do was nod. He asked if she was sure. She nodded again. He insisted that she say it and it took her a half second to remember how to even speak. Still staring in his eyes she answered quietly. “Yes, Sir. I am ready.” He turned to get a candle, finally breaking his gaze and letting her breathe again. He held the candle above her body with a hand below it and tested the heat of the wax. He smiled again and let the wax pour down onto her breast. The burn hit her like a brand and she cried out, a stream of curses pouring from between her lips like a filthy unfurling banner. He spent the next 30 minutes painting her body with the wax like he was creating a work of art in pain and cracking colors. He laughed at her cries and reveled in her pleas for mercy as she wanted him to. She knew, absolutely, that, if she so much as whispered her safeword, he would ease off or stop as she needed. When he finally stopped and let the wax harden fully, she was panting and ... muttering until he kissed her forcefully and deeply bringing her back to reality and the present. And it was then he asked. Asked her if she wanted to cum... for him. She knew what he wanted. He wanted begging, pleading, desperation and she was filled with it. She let it all out in a torrent of pitiful beseeching for relief. The reward for her efforts was immediate: three fingers plunged inside her stretching her wide and causing her to throw her head back and cry out in pain and pleasure. His effort was insistent and determined. There was no gentleness or teasing here. He wanted her to cum and cum for him RIGHT NOW! She couldn't have stopped it if she wanted to as it ripped through her, tearing her mind open and twisting her insides around in a spasm of physical ecstasy. And yet, he didn't stop, even when her screams of pleasure turned into a long string of "thank you" and "oh God" and "Sir". Even when he drove her over the edge again and her body strained against the ropes with another powerful orgasm, he didn't stop. Not until she began to whimper, sure that she couldn't handle another one so soon did he slow down and lean down, whispering to her how proud he was of her. And she blushed... again. He released her from her bonds and helped her off the bed carefully and had her kneel in the usual position while he finished cleaning up. He told her that he was going to fuck her now because she was his slut and he wanted to and knew, oh he knew, that she wanted him to. Without ...