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A morning to remember

"She woke up, did not get what she asked for but got exactly what she wanted!"
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"I like creating these stories and enjoy writing them."

You wake up peacefully in our bed. Dark in the room, you ponder it must still be early. You lay still, not really wanting the day to start. Just wanting to stay relaxed in bed all day. Maybe pleasure yourself knowingly with your fingers. But, life must happen so you yawn and you stretch.

Except you can't stretch. Your wrists are bound above your head. Your feet are bound with their soles facing each other and there is rope tied above and below your knee holding your legs apart.

You try to move, you can't. The rope seems to get tighter as you struggle, a sense of panic strikes almost suddenly and at that moment you feel a slap on your face. You look up behind you and you see me. Panic instantly disappears as you see my cock throbbing above your eyes. You try to move again, assuming you can taste my thick cock on your tongue.

A slap on the face, harder this time, and now you understand what it means. You are to stay still.

You breathe deeply as you calm down, accepting your control has been lost. A subtle smile falls across your face as your eyes shut. Your senses heighten, you can hear me breathing softly in the room and sense where I am. You feel all the ropes holding you in place. The 5 or 6 loops of rope holding your hands together. The elaborate way your feet are bound with your soles against each other and the rope running over the bridge of your foot and around your heel. The bands of rope wrapped around your thigh and calf feel coarse in comparison and the scratchiness of the ropes on the inside of your thighs makes you wriggle subtly. You want to know how much you can move. Small shifts you make that I see help you determine that your wrists are connected by rope to your ankles and each knee is connected meaning you cannot move more than a few mm.

You hadn't noticed what I had picked up, but you feel the cold wood of the cane slap down on the bare skin of your thigh. A small yelp escapes your lips as you feel the stinging burn that the cane left on your skin. I gently tap the cane on the same part of your right thigh, just using my fingertips and the weight of it to tap your sensitive skin. I crack it down twice in a row and you weren't expecting the 2nd one. Your demeanor drops suddenly as that last one stung and you enjoyed it far more than you thought. I tap the cane again. This time moving slowly up your naked torso. My eyes are drawn to your erect nipples, standing to attention and deserving attention. The cane seems to take an age to reach your right breast. The tapping cane falling metronomically onto your skin and onto your areola. Very intentionally I do not hit your nipple yet. In fact the cane comes whipping down onto your left nipple. A red mark runs across your chest and this time you ever so slightly wince and bare your teeth. SHarper breathing now but your eyes tell the story you are enjoying it. The cane comes down again onto the same nipple. This time a whimper. 2 red marks I can see now at a slightly different angle to each other. A 3rd crack of the cane, onto your untouched nipple. This makes your legs flinch and therefore your arms move.

I move fast, I stand by your head and my hand covers your nose and mouth. I squeeze to prevent you breathing then I flick at your nipples with the cane. Not as hard as the single strikes but more often. The cane sound against your breast and nipple is a high snapping note. 30 seconds; Still preventing you from breathing you try to scream but you cant. You start to struggle as the pain and the need for release gets closer. 45 seconds; pulling hard at the ropes now your head starts moving sideways and shaking, your breasts and nipples getting redder as the cane slaps down on them over and over again. 50 seconds; I release my hand and stop. You take a huge breath and then a pleasure moan as you feel the burn of your skin in the cool morning air.

I let you relax and calm down while you catch your breath. I reward you by placing my cock in your hands. You try to turn and look but I slap your face once again. You understand and allow yourself to run your fingers along the length of my shaft. You feel it pulsing and you manage to wrap your fingers around my bellend and stroke it softly.

“That is enough” This is the first time you have heard my deep voice and you are instantly obedient. Then you realise what I had been doing while you were stroking my cock. I had reached for the partially melted candle...you sensed the heat before but could not see where it had come from. The wax had melted and stayed warm and fluid. You tensed in anticipation as you knew, hoped what would come next. I see you grip the ropes with your hands, I see your legs tense and pull together tightening the ropes on your thighs. I tell you,

“ count down slowly from 5”

“Five”

You see the wax pot and candle being held over your body

“Four”

You see me start to tilt the pot and you see the lip of the pot where the wax will fall from

“Three”

The warm wax drops onto your skin. I aim for the areas I hit with the cane. They are still red on your skin. You shiver as the warm wax seems to take heat out of your body. Each droplet increases in intensity. Your senses, so aroused, that you even feel where the splash of the wax lands. I lead the wax down, very slowly in a straight line towards your navel. You have relaxed your whole body and are enjoying every drip and enjoying the anticipation as to where it is heading.

I stop the wax dripping on you and step away. I am silent. Your eyes are closed from the enjoyment of the wax but you have lost where I am in the room. You hear me behind your head once again and you hear me turn on your new wand. A sudden and slight hum that was as brief as it was enticing. I place the wand in your hand which confuses you somewhat. It's not where you want it. I then stand to your side run my finger gently in a line from your shoulder, over your breast but not on your nipple, touching the cooling wax. Down over your waist to your hip and then down the inside of your thigh to the ropes on your knee. This is the first time your skin has been touched by my hands and you love every tantalizing second of it, but where is this leading too.

I take the wand from your hand, turn it on to a very low setting and run it along the same line my finger took except this time when I reach the ropes I do not stop, but run the wand back up the inside of your trembling thigh. I bring the wand so incredibly close to your clit. You are so incredibly wet that you are already dripping juices onto the bed sheets. I cant wait to see what happens soon. I tell you,

“ I am going to place this wand just between your legs, I am going to leave it on. It will be below your clit and the head of it will be getting wet. You will Not cum. Nod if you understand me.”

You nod reluctantly. I place the wand exactly where I say and turn the vibration up 1 level. Your body tenses as it feels the rush of the vibration. But you focus. You dont want to cum yet.

I pinch your skin just below your shoulder between my thumb and forefinger gently. A wooden peg closes over the small amount of skin with a string underneath it. You realise then that the string is running down the length of your body. I pinch your skin, and the string together and hold it in place with a wooden peg. I work meticulously, running the line of pegs down the same line I ran my finger and the wand. Starting at your shoulders, around but not touching your nipple, over your waist your hip and finally to the inner thigh. One after the other, all the while you are focussing not to cum. I keep an eye on the wand. It is getting wetter and wetter and you are not moving away from it. Your eyes are closed and focussed, enjoying the feel of the wooden pegs pinching your skin.

I am finished.

I stand between your legs and I grab hold of the wand. I move the wand up immeasurably slowly. It parts your labia even more as I gently push it into your body. I keep moving the wand higher, higher, then there it is. It connects with your swollen aroused clit. You instantly jerk but you remember what you promised. I hold the vibrating wand on your clit and I start to slowly make little circles. I turn the vibration up another level. This time you find it very hard to stay still. Your legs and arms jerking, holding your breath to stop from yelling out and screaming.

You let out a loud, “FFFFUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK”

Finally you cannot cope any more. Warm drying wax on your skin covering the red marks on your nipples from the cane. The pegs feeling tighter on your skin as your whole body moves trying to contain itself.

“Please let me cum, please please please” you yell.

I think, I wait

“FFFUFUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKK”

You hold your breath,

So very calmly and softly that you almost don't hear it over the wand, “you may cum”

Everything releases. Your body tenses and every rope as it holds you in place. You need to scream so loud that you are silent. The wand still slowly circling your sensitive clit. You CUM so hard and as you cum I pull on the string, flicking every peg off your body instantly. The pain, the release, the pleasure all mix into one and that loud incoherent scream booms and screeches through the bedroom!

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