0 comments/ 20544 views/ 1 favorites The Candle By: Fritzie She had come to the room, at his bidding, and having slowly disrobed in front of Him, stood in position and waited, knowing full well that as usual, he would say in his low voice: 'warmheat, lower your head more.' He was sitting in his chair, hands on legs, just looking at her without a smile-simply staring. After what seemed like hours, he said: 'warmheart, go to the bed and lay down.' She uncrossed her wrists from behind her back, put her arms to her sides, and walked over to the bed, stretching out and looking up, scarcely breathing...waiting for him. She heard the sound of him rising from his chair, and felt him draw nearer. 'Raise your head', she did, and a blindfold was placed on her eyes. Cuffs were then applied to wrists, arms raised above her head, legs spread...cuffs attached. Her breathing quickened at the sudden loss of sight and ability to move her limbs, and a hand was placed on her shoulder and a voice near her ear whispered 'shhhhh, warmheart...I am here' Then she felt feathery kisses on her face- forehead, cheeks, brushes across lips, chin. After every kiss she heard a 'shhhh', and her breathing slowed down more. Until then she had not spoken, but when he asked her: 'Who are you?' she said: 'I am Yours, Sir' 'And Who am I?' she said lower and softer still: 'You are my dearest Lord and Master'. The feel of his hands! They started at her neck, slowly feeling her skin, caressing it.....going downward to her breasts, grazing the nipples ever so softly, downward still to the stomach, over hips, her mound, her inner thighs, down and back up to her thighs again. He stopped, and she moaned, wanting him to touch her more..higher, deeper. He took one finger and brushed it slightly over her ass cheeks through her slit...so wet already....teasing her opening to the secret place, flicking barely over her clit as he had done the nipples, and stopped again. She was still, waiting, searching for him. She heard a match striking, a quiet, and then a feeling of heat close to her right shoulder. A drop of heat hit then, not burning but hot, a drop on her shoulder. She flinched in surprise, and then another, on her left thigh. Drops continued to fall slowly, some fast.....sometimes periods in between drops. She never knew where they would go next. Her nipple..now covered, her stomach with trails leading downward. Then a pause again, so long she had thought suddenly he might have moved away......but this time the candle was closer, and he ran a line down from her nipple..around her navel..and downward once again but this time...a new sensation...heat on her clit. All this time she had been clenching her lower lip to keep from showing pain or discomfort, but at that feeling she raised up her hips and let out a soft, low, sound. She heard a low laugh, and another drop fell, this time higher...then another, on her labia, then another, on the nipple again. She closed her eyes, just feeling the wax, feeling his presence, feeling her body respond. She knew her body was covered in it, and then...after what seemed like hours again when there was nothing but silence...felt him begin to peel it off, so slowly...as slowly as he had put it on. It was as though she was being released.....the pull from her nipples, her stomach, hips,thighs, labia, clit...those sensations were as sensual and almost as painful as dropping on the wax. With each piece of wax he took off, he kissed the area lightly, and licked. Her skin was on fire, and his mouth made it hotter still. When he got to her clit, and removed the wax there, she raised her hips to him, knowing he would kiss there, but he didn't. Instead, she felt him come up to her face, and bending down, he forced her mouth open with his, and devoured her there, taking her. His hands were more intent now, more teasing, searching, probing. As he had stripped away the wax, now he was further stripping away her will with his touch. The Candle She rises to Her feet, and scoops her up into Her arms, she wraps her arms around Her neck as she curls closer into Her embrace. In Her eyes, she can see Her passion for her, and Her desire as it builds quickly. She carries her, through the house and down the stairway, to a large black door, on which the words Velvet Dungeon are inscribed. Shifting to hold her securely in one arm, She reaches for the key and unlocks the door. Upon entering, She flicks on a switch near the doorway, and the room is instantly transformed from a dark space, to an attractive hideaway. In the center of the room, is a raised platform bed, its canopy reaching to the ceiling. In a corner on the left, a small waterfall, trickles softly as it falls into a sunken abstractly shaped hot tub. Next to the bed, a black leather lounger, rests, its darkness a startling contrast to the burgundy velvet of the coverlet on the bed. On their right, numerous tables and horses, too many to mention, lay quietly awaiting their use. In the center of the paraphernalia, stands a large curio's type cabinet, its contents lighted by a soft interior light. She lowers her to stand at Her side, as they gaze around the room, the memories meander back to them and an inner light begins to glow in their eyes. She turns to her, and softly takes her rose tinted cheeks in Her hands, and kisses her tenderly and deeply. She again lifts her, and walking forward, gently tosses her on the velvet coverlet. She quickly hops off, and removes the counterpane, and lays back on the soft pink blanket. She sits beside her, and reaches for her right wrist, Her fingers softly tracing up her slender arm. She giggles softly as Her touch causes tiny goosebumps to rise on her skin. She reaches under the bed and removes a silk rope, with a small clasp attached at its end. She snaps the clasp onto the ring in her wrist cuff. A shiver trails down her spine as the sound reaches her ears. She turns and reaches for her right ankle, snapping its ring and silk rope into place. She slowly rises and walks to the other side of the bed, and repeats the process on her left side. She again reaches beneath the bed, and removes two more pieces of silk, and quickly wraps the longer one around her thigh and shin, and ties the shorter one, between her calf and thigh. She leans back to watch as She checks that she can not straighten her leg, the ropes keeping it securely bent. She steps back to her right side, and binds her right leg the same. She adjust the chains under her bosom, and softly pinches her dusky nipples. She unhooks the chain laying between her soft thighs, and runs Her finger through her moist cleft She watches as her body trembles in desire and she arches her hips to Her finger. She leans over to the table, retrieves the matches laying there, and lights the candles scattered around the room. The room glows with the soft light of the sea of candles, She walks to the switch and turns off the lighting. The candles create a soft romantic glow as they flicker in their holders. She steps to the cabinet and removes her satin blindfold, and returning to her side, places it over her eyes. She feels her as She sits beside her on the bed and she hears the words She speaks to her. Her voice softens in love as She recites to her. 'My pet, what I am about to do to you, I do out of love for you. At any time you wish for me to stop, all you must do is speak our safe word, RED. I will instantly stop once you utter it.' She smiles as she answers, 'Yes, my Mistress.' She hears Her striking another match and the smell of candle wax drifts to her senses. Then she feels the first drop of molten wax as it dances down to land on her right nipple. Her body arches and rebels at the first stinging droplet, the heat of the wax as it falls on her, starting the fire to burn in her soul. Again and again, in a circular pattern She dribbles the wax on her. Her eyes gleam with desire as her body arches with the pain of the heat, on her tender nipples. The heat, burning softly to strike the fire, that is banked in her soul. Her body arching and writhing as each drop singes her delicate skin. As the wax builds up slowly on her tender skin, She lowers the candle to increase the heat that she receives. She leans over and slowly the drips fall on her left nipple. The fire burning in her, growing with intensity as her nipples quickly become coated with the still warm wax. Around and around She drips it, building their coating higher and higher. She watches as she writhes in pain, knowing that she is loving each drop as it burns gently on her soft skin. With each drip of the wax, the endorphins race merrily through her, feeding the fire growing in her soul. She moves the candle down her body, softly dribbling wax as She descends her shapely form. Her eyes glow with passion as She watches her hips starting their mating dance. Slowly She drips the wax onto her love knot, letting the air cool the molten wax, before it lands on her. Drip, drip the drops fall quickly coating the hardened peninsula of flesh. Her hips arch and she winces as the heat grows with intensity, as the candle is lowered closer to her skin. The wax softly spatters, to send sharp small lighting bolts to her senses. She watches as the pain quickly turns to exquisite pleasure and her moans intensify. She blows out the candle, after coating her pleasure spots in their heated cocoon. The endorphins taking hold of her, floating her upwards on a cotton-like cloud. She reaches to the side of the bed, where She hid a small vibrator, from her sight. Slowly inserting it, into her love tunnel, She holds it on the mass of nerve endings that congregate there. Her body instantly tenses, and she fights to control her senses. Using Her nails, She reaches up and scrapes the wax from her right nipple, the scratching sensation, making her blood boil. She softly chuckles to herself, as She sees her tension and her fight for control of her wayward body. She knows, she will not fly, without Her permission, so She slowly scrapes Her fingernails across her sensitive skin, Her very touch igniting the great need she feels claiming her twisting body. Her fingers lightly dance to her left nipple, and She slowly scrapes the wax away. She pauses to tease and tantalize her as She presses the vibrator harder against her. Her body is as tense as a bow string, as she struggles with a losing battle. She reaches for a blunt spatula, and scrapes it across the wax encircling her love knot. She slowly strokes the vibrator deeper into her and pulls it back to just its tip. She forcefully slides it back over her nerve center, holding it there, as She quickly scrapes the hardened wax from her. Her body arches high and remains frozen in mid-air. Pressing the vibrator firmly into her, She tells her to fly, soar among the stars. Her body shudders once, and all of her muscles tighten as she takes off on her magical flight. Higher and higher she climbs, as her breathing stops and her heart races, the blood pounding through her extremities, and back to roar past her ears. All sound ceases to her as the rushing blood, is all that she can hear. Slowly she starts to float back, and She again presses the vibrator hard against her. Her body convulses as it tightens and flies up into the farthest reaches of the heavens. She continues to encourage her flights, until she gasps for breath. Her body trembles softly as she floats on a cloud of silken gossamer. The gasping slows and her heartbeat quiets, she is as relaxed as a hibernating teddy bear. She slides up to lie in her embrace, she loosely drapes her arms around her. She kisses her dew dampened lips, and whispers softly into her ear. 'My precious little slut, your Mistress loves you to very much. You were such a Good Little Girl. You soared among the clouds for Her.' She smiles sweetly, and whimpers in exhaustion, her eyes drifting shut. She unclips her wrists and ankles, and gathers her into Her embrace, softly kissing her forehead, as she lay sleeping in his arms. Hier heart swells with pride, that She was the one she chose to gift with her submission, and love. She adjusts her delicate body to lay next to Her, like a gentle lover. Her hands softly stroking her, as she slumbers in Her embrace. She feels her trembling softly in her sleep, and wonders what wicked thoughts are coursing through her mind, as She drifts off to join her in slumber. The Candle Katie got out of her bath feeling amazing and warm. She had the apartment to herself and her roommate who was her brother Jeff would be out for hours with his girlfriend. After work she had gone to the store and bought a few candles to light as she took a long soaking bath. The flickering light was nice and calming after a long week and the soaping she gave to herself was sensual. Feeling turned on all day as she thought all about her evening plans. As she lay in the tub and her straight blond hair was clinging to her shoulders she massaged her breasts and pulled hard on her nipples. Letting out soft moans to the dim lit bathroom and knowing that no one could hear her if she got really into herself. Letting one hand float down there wet skin to her inner thigh she caressed and teased her body to arousal. Her green eyes shut tightly as she entered with one finger and gently played with her lips and folds until she found her hole and pressed hard up into herself. Her back ached suddenly as she felt the sudden twinge of delight and fullness inside her tight passage and she rubbed back and forth. Lifting her foot onto the edge of the tub and massaging herself with two fingers now and at the same time rubbing and caressing her nipple, face and hair. Katie moaned and thought of what will come next. Thumbing her clit alittle the waves rose up fast and the arousal over took her senses and she cried out and giggled alittle as her orgasm swept her up and left her feeling tingling and dizzy. Getting up from the warm water and toweling herself off by padding at her skin. She swiped her hand across the bathroom mirror and in the smear she saw herself and smiled at her nudity. She still felt horny and went on to the next part of her private pleasuring evening. On her bed were another long candle and her camera. ‘Mmmmmm…’ Katie sighed and took the camera and attached it to the tripod beside her bed. She jumped onto the bed and lay in a sexy pose with her breasts spilling out from behind her hands. Her red torture nipples peeking out from between her thumb and fingers. The flash blinded her for a second and all she could see were tiny round dots before her eyes. She sat up and set the timer again and lay back revealing her pussy fully and pulling her lips open with her fingers, flash! Her fingers came back covered and scented with her cream and she set the timer and as the picture was taken it was of her licking her fingertips. The taste on her tongue was sweet and familiar. She got on all fours and reached back and fingered herself in front of the camera. This new toy was something she wanted for along time and the idea of taking these shots by herself was a really huge turn-on. Katie took two more shots and then caressed herself happily to near a climax but not over the top. Rubbing her clit gently and feeling the strong intense waves washing at her shores she set the timer and posed so as to see herself in the frame cuming. For half and hour or so she lay on her bed and gently caressed her breasts and pussy. Enjoying her own body and the sensations she could draw out and sustain for as long as she desired. She rolled over and felt the candle under her ass. She reached down and retrieved it. She stared at the long white stem and rolled it between her hands and could just make out the scent of lavender. Moving it to her body she rolled it over her breasts one at a time and down her belly. It felt hard and warm and the heat of her body forced more scent from it. Turning it in her palm she pressed the thick end of the stem to her pussy and rubbed up and down her wetness. It made her moan just doing that as she was so completely aroused by now. The temptation now too great. She pushed it inside and felt her body react to the intruder. Hard and thick it pressed against her inner walls. She lay there with it in her and closed her legs to feel it even more. She thought of taking a photo with the digital but the idea of moving was beyond her now. All she wanted was more. Katie took the end of the candle and moved it deeper and pulled it out and pressed it again inside her lips. She entered herself several more times with the but end of the candle. That was when she saw him. Jeff and his girlfriend standing at the bedroom door that she has accidentally left open before her bath. So lost in her own pleasuring she totally lost track of the time. It was late in the evening and she stared back at him and Lisa, the tall dark haired girl standing just behind him. They both stood there silently. ‘Jeff…um. Come in or close the door, one or the other, okay.?!’ Katie said feeling her face turn beet red. She found the hem of the duvet and pulled it up over her hips hiding her pussy. ‘Oh, sorry Kate. We didn’t mean to…you know. We’ll go out again.’ He stuttered and started to shut the door when Lisa put her hand in the frame to stop it. ‘Could we come in, Katie?’ Lisa asked and nibbled on her lower lip. Her dark eyes shining from behind her wire rimmed glasses. ‘Lisa!’ Jeff said and pulled her hand away from the door. ‘No, Jeff…mmmokay. You two can come in if you want.’ Katie said and lay on her side to shade the view of her candle sex toy. Lisa then noticed the camera and became even more aroused than she was from watching Katie getting off. ‘Were you taking pictures of yourself, Katie?’ Jeff asked feeling alittle embarrassed to even still be standing there at all. ‘Um, well…. I couldn’t help myself. I just was so turned on by the idea I had to try it. Just for me though…. Um Lisa. Will you take one of me right now?’ she asked. Jeff stood silently. ‘Sure hun! You look so beautiful right now Katie…yum’ she said and clicked a picture as Katie lay back facing the camera and holding her toy deep in her pussy. ‘I’ve never used a candle before. Is it good?’ Lisa asked and stood away from the camera to admire Katie on the bed. ‘Oh Lisa it is heaven. Try it!’ Katie said and gently tugged her toy from her body. Lisa looked at her and then at Jeff and started to undress. ‘Lisa, what are you doing, that’s my sister! Maybe I should go and leave you two alone.’ He said and turned for the door. ‘No way, stop right there. Take a picture of me Jeff.’ Lisa shouted and dropped her skirt to the floor and joined Katie on the bed and gave her a hug. She whispered in Katie’s ear. ‘Will you do it to me sweetness?’ Katie moved up on her knees and faced Lisa for a moment. Then she placed the tip of the candle on Lisa’s nipple and flicking it until it grew erect. Lisa moaned softly and this sound brought Katie in to her. She held one hand around the back of Lisa’s head and stroked her hair. Kissing her cheek first and moving her mouth over her brother’s girlfriend’s pretty face till her lips met Lisa’s lightly. Lisa let out a sigh and felt Katie’s soft mouth covering her own as a hand moved and cupped her breast. Jeff stood amazed at the scene and his cock pressed against his pants painfully. He shuffled alittle and thought again about leaving the room. But his feet wouldn’t move. His hand caressed the lump in his jeans. The image of his sister and girlfriend making out would stay with him for many fantasies after this night. He looked thought the lens and clicked the photo. Pushing Lisa back down on the bed Katie lowered her face down and kissed her tummy and her hair fell and caressed Lisa’s skin. She made a low sighing and asked Katie to lick her. Jeff could barely stand his cock was so hard and straining against his jeans as he looked again through the camera and took another photo. Lisa’s fingers clutched at the bedsheets and she let out a long moan as Katie touched her tongue to her slit and ran it slow and easy up and down again. With each pass she pressed in deeper and soon was licking her broadly and pulling her lips open with her fingertips. ‘Oh….nnnnmmmmmm Katie!’ Lisa cried as she felt the sharp touch to her slowly arousing clit by Katie’s front teeth. ‘Did you like that hun?’ Katie asked lifting her face only alittle from Lisa’s lips. Jeff stood by the camera, forgetting it was even there as he gazed at his lovely girl being taken for the first time by another woman, his sister! ‘Mmmmmm, y,yessss…. But take it easy for a bit okay’ Lisa moaned and kicked on foot out to the end of the bed. Her long legs letting that foot dangle loosely over the edge. The other leg fell to one side opening herself totally to Katie. ‘Oh sorry…. I guess I got carried away.’ Katie smiled and picked up the candle lying by her knee. ‘Maybe I should use this now…what do ya think, Jeff?’ she smirked at him and saw his discomfort growing. He said nothing. Remembering the camera he looked at the viewscreen and clicked another shot as Katie rubbed the fat end of the candlestick on Lisa’s slit. She lay down between her legs and licked slowly around her pussy as the candle pressed into her hole and entered her. ‘Owwwwww. Please…there…oh yes Katie darling’ Lisa whispered as the candle moved deeper and turned up against the roof of her sex, rubbing her and thrusting at the same time. Katie licked gently at her clit for some time. Lisa reached up above her head and clasped the headboard with her fingertips and closed her eyes, moaning softly and the occasional cry as a nerve was touched just right by Katie. ‘Owww Jeff, come and join us sweetie. Come and kiss me darling.’ Lisa sighed only half opening her eyes as the ecstasy rolled all the way from her toes to the tip of her head. Her skin burned and felt tingly and the start of her orgasm was rising. She knew it would be soon and wanted him there beside her when she came for Katie. Jeff stood motionless and looked on. Gazing at Lisa who was lost somewhere far away by the expression on her face and then down to his sister who licked and then glanced up at hearing Lisa speak. Katie’s face softened as she returned his look. She lightly fingered the edge of Lisa’s swollen pink lips with a fingertip and held the candle deep inside her lover. ‘It’s okay with me Jeff…’ Katie whispered to her brother. He undressed in a second. The relief of releasing his cock finally was all he could wish for but now lay beside Lisa. Stroking her soft hair and kissing her face and burying his mouth down onto her neck and kissing below her ear the way he knew she loved. She responded with a long moan and touched his face. Katie watched them kiss and moved her hand slowly up Lisa’s hip and over to Jeff’s leg. The sight of his long thick cock resting against Lisa’s thigh turned Katie on so much she became adventurous enough to attempt to touch him there. The tip of her index finger brushed the head of his cock and it throbbed in reply. ‘Katie, what are you doing!?’ he asked in shock. Katie leaned over and planted a kiss on his shaft and told him she wanted to make both of them cum. She continued to touch him by stroking her hand over his cock lightly. He closed his eyes and felt the warm caress of his sister’ fingers. It was too much to hold back after all that had happened that evening and he felt his climax brewing. Lisa squirmed and shook hard beside him. Her orgasm started as he was kissing her mouth and dancing on her tongue. She squealed into the kiss and Katie then licked and sucked hard on her clit. Nipping her lightly as she had before and Lisa cried out loud and hard as all the sensations overwhelmed her. Jeff listened and felt her climax and that combined with the deep rubbing of Katie on his aching cock caused him to explode with Lisa in a long groaning moan. His cum fell in Lisa’s thigh and jumped as well to Katie’s cheek. Lisa lay breathless with Jeff as Katie sat up on her knees above them and licked the tip of the candle and felt the tickle of his cum running off her face. She tasted that as well and sucked daintily on her fingers. Then she lay beside Lisa and wrapped her arm across her new lover and touched her brother on the forehead. ‘Mmmm that was amazing. Thankyou’ Lisa hummed and started kissing Katie with short soft kisses. ‘No, thank you!’ she smiled. ‘Jeff honey, can I talk to you a minute?’ Katie said in a more serious tone. He nodded and got up and feeling self-conscious he grabbed the duvet and wrapped it around his nakedness. Katie stood and moved with him to the bathroom and remained totally nude. She slid the door shut behind her and looked at her nervous brother standing a few feet away. ‘Look, Jeff…. About before, um…’ she stopped and started again. ‘I kinda got carried away back there and if I did anything that was too weird for you…I mean, I love you and don’t want to lose that. Are you alright?’ she said softer in a near whisper. ‘Yes, I’m fine…you just took me off guard alittle, hell more than alittle. I didn’t know you were into…girls?’ ‘I’m as new to it as Lisa. That was only my second time touching a woman like that. It is a powerful thing to make love to someone like that and have her orgasm is just…I don’t know. Can’t explain it really. But I never thought I would ever go through with touching you like that.’ Jeff stared at her. ‘You mean you thought about that before?’ he asked in a calm way. Nothing shocked him anymore. ‘Can I tell you something Jeff, will you promise not to get mad or hate me forever?’ she asked. Her eyes filling at the edges with tears. He nodded. ‘I, oh god this is going to sound really gross but I have fantasized about us. It started along time ago when we were kids. I just want to feel you with me, that’s all. Until tonight I never thought I could even…’ she started to cry. He moved to her and put his arms around her torso and held her. Katie relaxed into the warmth and felt safe again. His hands caressed down her hair and onto her bare back and up under her hair to her neck. Raising one hand to wipe the tears from her cheeks as he pulled back slightly to look at her. ‘Don’t cry Katie, we’re both adults. I’m glad you told me about it. Out in the open and all of that. Look Lisa is going to be wondering what happened to us.’ He said and moved away. ‘Jeff, honey, are you and I okay?’ she asked. Jeff stood and looked at his small sister’s body and her hair falling in a mess on her shoulders. He moved towards her and touched her face and cupped her chin in his palm. He leaned down to her and placed his lips to hers and kissed her for a long time. ‘Yes.’ He said. He let the duvet fall the bathroom floor and she couldn’t help but take another look at his half-erect cock. ‘Katie, would you like us to make love with you tonight?’ He asked softly. Her mouth hung open and nothing fell from her lips but a small squeak. The Candle I watch my son get into his father's car, wave and wait for them to disappear down the road. Then I close the front door, close my eyes and take a deep breath. This is where my time begins. Single parent with sensible job juggling bills and homework and cooking dinner is put to one side to allow somebody else to come through. Somebody a little bit darker, more indulgent and focused on pleasure. The sensible mom who always has change for dinner money and knows where everything is, despite the chaos, slips to one side. Upstairs to the bathroom. Run a nice deep bath with something fragrant in it. Light a candle on the stairs and the house fills with the smell of roses. I let the hot water relax me for a while. Then it's time to shave... under arms, legs, pussy.. I remember a time when I got a surprise phone call and could only find one already used razor. I had to make a terrible Sophie's Choice - legs or armpits, it wouldn't do both! (I chose armpits). I made a mental note then never to run out of razors again. That was before I started shaving between my legs. For so many years I didn't bother, not realising what a delicious experience I was missing. The first stroke awakens a tingle of excitement, almost as if it knows what is to follow. And the feeling of tongue is intensified a hundred times on bare skin. Slow careful strokes then opening my legs and using fingers to expose new areas to the blade. Finally all is smooth and I ache to feel a firmer touch. I know I am already beginning to get wet, my body responding to the thoughts in my head. I take my phone and sit on the edge of the bath. I open my legs and photograph my naked lips and then press send. I know that my pictures are making him ever more ready for me. That as he is driving his cock is aching in his jeans. In my bedroom have already laid my outfit on the bed. Black hold up stockings, lacy black knickers and a bra that despite being rather cheap gives incredible cleavage. Over the top a lace shirt, left open and high black shoes with silver heels. I take another photo, lacy stocking tops and another showing a glimpse of cleavage through black lace. I know I won't get a reply. He doesn't want to waste time. He just wants to be here, his hands on my body, his tongue on my wetness and my mouth on his hard, straining cock. He is married (aren't they all) to a woman who has never wanted to nurture his inner self. Never allowed him to experience any of his fantasies. Still, her loss my gain because with the slightest encouragement he has flourished. All those wasted years, waiting for the right person to come along and let it all out makes our limited time together very special. Once I am ready I am impatient for him to arrive. When the knock at the door finally comes I smile and jump up to open it. As soon as he is in he kisses me and pushes me to the settee. We kiss and hands begin exploring. His fingers touch my arms, my face, the naked skin at the top of my legs. I open my legs and he slips between them and pushes my shirt open. With a moan he frees a nipple from my bra and squeezes it gently between finger and thumb before taking it in his mouth. A few moments of this and I am a mess, moaning and pushing on his leg but he just laughs and moves. There will be no touching for me, not where I want it most, not for a long time. Lets go upstairs he whispers. He likes to follow me up the stairs. I try to walk slowly despite wanting to get up there as fast as I can. I know he is looking, the shirt just covers my bum and he can catch the occasional glimpse of cheek as I walk up ahead of him. I know how that arouses him and I love to get him really worked up. Sometimes he can't resist and his hand will catch my leg and stroke it, other times he just enjoys the view. Once in my room he pushes me against the door and kisses me again, hard. I have some restraints for the door - simple pieces of wood with thick red ribbon attached. He closes the door and fastens my wrists above my head, the door is cold against my face and nipples. The feeling of utter vulnerability turns me on immensely. The thick ribbon wrapped round my wrists is soft but unyielding. He kicks my ankles apart then kneels between them. I'm holding my breath, waiting for him to touch me but he intends to make me wait some more. He strokes my stocking clad legs slowly from bottom to top, stopping irritatingly just short of my now damp knickers. It's a battle of wills now. He knows how wet I am and how desperately I need him to touch me and he is also dying to open me up, to lick and taste me. He stands and suddenly pulls down my knickers leaving them at mid thigh level. He runs one finger along my wet pussy and says 'you are so wet - you are a dirty little bitch aren't you?' I open my legs a little more and bend over slightly -an unconscious reaction of what I know is to come. Again I'm holding my breath when the first slap comes and makes me jump. He gives me four, two to each cheek, really quickly and I catch my breath just in time for the next round of spanking. This time he doesn't stop at four and I count about ten and can't help but let out a little whimper. He kneels behind me and says 'Mmm your cheeks are so red'. I'll bet they are I think to myself. He stands and even though it still stings, I push my bum out for some more. Another six and I'm pressing myself to the door, trying to escape his hand. Now he slowly strokes it, admiring his handiwork. Standing right behind me he cups my breasts and finds my nipples whilst pressing himself against me. I love feeling how aroused he is, knowing how much he wants me. He kisses my neck and squeezes my nipples harder, pulling them away from my body and making me wriggle. The pain seems to be linked directly to my impatiently waiting pussy and I moan a little and press myself against him. He finally wants some relief and unties my hands and tells me to sit on the bed. Still he hasn't touched me and I am positively aching. He kicks his jeans off and stands in front of me, one foot on the bed. I begin to suck. Gently at first, licking the end, playing with it and constantly working my hand up and down the shaft. I squeeze the tip and lick off the little droplet of pre-cum and continue, wanking and sucking, wanking and sucking. I run my free hand up the inside of his thighs and rub the sensitive area between his scrotum and cheeks. He likes that. A lot. I run my finger gently across his anus and feel his cock twitch in my mouth. I know he is getting close. Using one hand to pull his foreskin back nice and tight I work the rounded tip of his cock tightly between my lips. I can tell by the change in his breathing and the tensing in his legs that he is right on the edge and I take the finger that has been gently teasing between his cheeks and push it in. With a cry he empties himself over my lips and cleavage. There is a lot. He has been saving himself. As he slows, I take him in my mouth very gently and suck til he has finished entirely and I feel him relax. Thank God! I think. Now its my turn! I lay on the bed and he finds ropes to secure my knees to the headboard. My bent legs are tied open, my hands tied behind my head. I can barely move. He opens a bag he brought with him and shows me the creation he has been working on all week. 7 inches long and 8 inches in girth, a giant candle carved into the perfect shape of a huge penis. How lucky I am that he has time on his hands and he spends that time thinking about me and how he can pleasure me. 'I can never take all that' I say. He just smiles and settles between my spread legs. He rubs it gently up and down my wet slit until it is coated with my juices. I am so horny at this point that any relief is welcome and I moan quietly. He takes this as a sign to continue and slowly he begins to push it into me. It feels uncomfortable, too big and cold and I moan again but more of a complaint this time. He leans over and licks my clit and this time I moan without any hint of complaint. I love his tongue, it does wonderful things to me. Slowly and gently he licks at me, all the time slowly increasing the pressure on the candle, gently fucking me with it but each time it goes in slightly further than it comes out. He increases the pressure of his tongue, licking faster and harder and along with pressure inside my stretched pussy, I can feel an orgasm building. It feels so good, being tied and made so available and being fucked by something so satisfying. When it hits me I can't help but almost scream out it feels so good. The fucking continues along with his flicking tongue until slowly, slowly he lessens the speed and the touch on my now sensitive clit. The waves carry on for a while, gripping and loosing on the candle and then he slowly pulls it out. You took it all, he tells me. I can hardly believe it but the intensity of the orgasm I just had can't be denied. The ropes are undone. He kisses me and we lie together, skin on skin, stroking and touching until we are ready to begin all over again...