“Bella, Bella, do we have to work on your appreciation for what I do to you, again?” I taunt her with a hard edge to my voice.
Her eyes widen and she grows slightly pale underneath the flush of excitement, and I can tell that she's thinking hard for a moment whether she has done anything wrong. Of course she hadn't, and when she comes to the same conclusion, she relaxes slightly.
“No, Sir.”
“Are you sure? You just seemed a little, how shall I phrase it, ungrateful for all the attention I bestow upon your lovely body?” She's fighting a grin at my playful tone and weird phrasing, and that ultimately breaks the spell. I smile as I feel her relax against me, and lust replaces the apprehension on her face.
“I'm sure, Sir. Whatever you choose to do to me, I'm yours.” She closes her eyes as she leans further into me, but I'm having none of that.
“Open your eyes. I want you to watch what I'm doing to you.” Her lids flutter before she looks at me, a light smile gracing those sensuous lips. I break eye contact then and concentrate on her body instead. I love touching her like this, when she's helpless and can't evade me. She's so responsive, arching into my hands as small sounds escape her. I gently stroke her wax covered tits before I twist her ni**les hard, returning to soft touches as she shudders from the twin spikes of pain. I attack her neck again, tease her relentlessly with my tongue and lips while I grab her br**sts hard. Wax cracks and peels off in places while she moans, calling to my cock. I could do this forever, but very likely I'd go insane before long.
A last check at her pu**y, and I know she's as ready as she gets. Bella sighs as I let go of her and reach for the last candle, her eyes seeking out mine. Whatever she sees there makes her relax further against me. She keeps looking at my face a moment longer before she turns her head to follow the path of the candle over her body. My hand is back between her legs, only that now I'm reaching lower. She thrusts her hips hard when I part the twin ropes over her crotch just enough so that I can tease the entrance of her pu**y, but keep the full friction over her clit.
“Are you a good girl, Bella?”
She shudders as she hears the growl in my voice, a silent warning that I expect her to behave.
“Yes, Sir!”
“You know that you have to ask permission before you come?” Once more she shudders, but probably more due to my finger dipping into her and drawing lazy circles just inside her pu**y, driving her wild.
“I know,” she groans out, the cutest of lines appearing on her forehead as she tries to hold back.
“Do you think you can come when I pour the wax over your tits and cunt?
Come for me?” I whisper into her ear, letting her hear how much the idea of that turns me on.
Bella's answer is a loud moan, and I watch with amusement as her breathing picks up further.
“Yes, Sir!”
Chapter 2
I attack her neck again for a few moments, then prop my chin up on her shoulder the better to see what I'm doing. Her panting is the sweetest music to me as I scare her a little, pretending to dip the candle but pulling back before any wax can spill over. I know that under different circumstances she would call me out on that shit, but she's too far gone now, and anything I do is just adding to her arousal.
Then I decide that she has suffered enough, and let the wax splash into her body – two well-aimed gushes onto her ni**les, the rest onto her lower belly onto the crotch rope so that it spills left and right down over her pubic mount and labia. At the same time I thrust two fingers into her, fast and as deep as I can reach.
Bella arches her back and shouts, a hoarse cry full of pleasure, laced with just a little pain to make it interesting. I feel her whole body shudder as she comes from the onslaught of sensation, beautiful in her abandon. I set the candle down and thread my fingers through her hair, turning her head to me so that I can stifle her whimpers with my lips and tongue, while I keep f**king her slowly to draw out her orgasm.
After a while she stops clenching around my fingers and I slowly withdraw them, but keep kissing her while I wrap my arms around her for a while, letting her come back down to earth.
Sadly, my c**k has other ideas when Bella's bound hands brush against my crotch accidentally. And so does she, as her fingers are back in an instant, stroking me idly through the soft leather. I grin against her mouth before I turn my head away and let go of her as I stand up in one smooth motion.
Bella remains kneeling, gazing up at me through her thick lashes. I quickly try to come up with a plan for what to do, and curse myself for not having a backup idea at hand. But she really surprised me with her eagerness to try the wax play.
The obvious answer is often the easiest one, and after a moment's hesitation I go for it. A light smile plays around Bella's lips as she watches me undo my pants and get my dick out. I'm so hard already that I'm afraid I'll come way too soon, but then she usually has that effect on me in the playroom.
She obediently opens her mouth when I step up to her, and I sneer a “Suck my cock, bitch!” down at her, which is really unnecessary as she is already closing her lips around it. I can't stifle a groan when she starts sucking in earnest, her tongue pressed flat against the underside of my dick. I normally love to let her do the work, but tonight I'm honestly too horny myself, so I grab her hair and start to f**k her mouth in short hard strokes.
I have to pull out when she starts humming, and as I glare down at her I see her smirking up at me. It's frustrating to know that she can read me so well now, but then she spends ample time sucking me off.