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Submissive Beginnings Ch.02

Date: 11/17/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: FifePerv, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

your ears removing the plugs, restoring your hearing to you. Then I reach up and remove the blindfold, giving you back your sight. You have been stood in front of a free standing full length mirror and now you can see your reflection there in front of you. You look at yourself, the wax still clinging to you. You look over to the bed and see a trail of wax between the bed and where you now stand, but most is still on you, stuck to you there. You go to move, but I put my hand on your shoulder stopping you. “Do not move, Sarah, I do not want the wax off quite yet, I have more plans for that, but we have something else to do first.” You do not reply, you just keep studying yourself in the mirror. In some places there are some red marks below the wax, but on the whole your skin still looks as beautiful as ever, beneath its new coating. Still standing behind you, I place both hands on your arse and spread your cheeks, exposing the plug still nestled there inside of you. I move one hand and grip the end and start to pull gently on it. I do not want you moving whilst I remove the plug, so I place one hand on your shoulder, gripping you hard and making you know not to move. I then start pulling on the plug once more. I do not want to hurt you, but I need to pull quite hard to make your hole open once more around the plug. I can feel the suction of your arse holding it, then the sudden release as the plug passes the widest point and slips out of you. You have not made a sound whilst ... I removed the plug, and I kiss your neck and shoulders as we now both study your waxed form in the mirror. “You have done so well Sarah, I am so proud of you. We just have one last bit to go, we just need to remove all that wax and then we can take a break. Are you ready?” You nod your head, and I decide to ignore your lack of answer. You are in an intense place right now; I am not going to punish the minor items. I walk in front of you, and move the mirror out of the way, then cross to the table and uncover the item that was laying there beneath a cloth. A flogger. I show it to you and can see the fear reappear there as you imagine the pain that I am going to inflict on you. I explain that I am not going to use it hard on you, just enough to dislodge the wax; it will sting, not hurt. You are allowed to move, to put your hands down, but if at any point you try to use your arm to stop me, then you will be flogged ten times on your back and arse, hard. You flinch as my hand goes back for the first time, and I hold it there waiting for you to be ready. I know you, I know what you crave, and I know you yearn for pain, for humiliation, to be used and left feeling sore and ashamed. I also know you are not ready for too much yet, you are still learning, so I can be patient and wait for you to be ready for the first stroke of the flogger. When I see you steady yourself and look up to me, I know you are ready, and I use no more than a flick of the wrist to make the strands of leather ...