Episode 5

Her muscles tense over each over her body as she gapes at the honey, her lip again caught between her teeth as she tries to remain calm. I blow over the wet spot on her neck until she's shaking, abstracting her until I suddenly cock the candle and splash a many drops of wax onto her casket. They all hit her just over the ropes where I know they do not really hurt her, and after a shiver Erica stills again, slightly less tense. 

The coming drops I aim at her right bone, hitting the fleshy part that's constricted by the silk ropes. A 

 slight wail leaves her, but that is it, so I move to the leftism, bringing my end a little near to her ******, but still staying down. Kindly shy at first, she soon pushes her shoulders further back, the stir putting her guts indeed more on display. I keep up my game until there's only a little wax left 

in the pool around the wick. I stop and boo at her, staying until her eyes widen in light apprehension, before I tittle the rest onto her hard nipples.

The hiss that escapes her goes right to my gumshoe, making it twitch and strain against the leather pants. I 

watch hardly as Erica fights the pain, but the glassy look in her eyes together with the unforeseen deep color on her cheeks tells me that my girl is enjoying herself alright. I stay until the wax is substantially  cooled before I snare her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, squeezing and rolling until all 

 the wax has hulled off, and she's groaning with need. My lips find hers and I kiss her hungrily, sliding my lingo against hers as I keep mishandling her tits. 

 Erica stills again as I pick up the alternate candle, but her eyes remain hooded with lust indeed when I drop further wax onto her sensitive nipples. She slightly moves down now so I let the hand that doesn't 

hold the candle bat lower until I reach her *****. She's indeed wetter now, and I can not hide a satisfied smile. I start rubbing the rope over her **** until she bucks her hips against my hand, a many indigent sounds leaving her – and also I unmask nearly the whole pooled wax over her left bone and down her belly where it gets held up by the rope around her midriff. 

 Her eyes go wide and she shouts “ ****!” as I take her fully by surprise. I slightly give her body time to recoup as I pussych the coming candle up and do the same to her other side. Her whole body shakes as the hot wax falls over her sensitive tit, but her wail is indigent and loud, before I stifle it with my empty mouth. Her hips haul as I rub her harder, telling of her need to get further disunion where she needs it. 

I turn my head down from hers and track my fritters up to her stomach, but she does not kick, just sags against me as I scoot a little near. I love the sight of the now hardened wax on her body, but I repel the appetite to peel it off from anywhere but her nipples. Erica ganders down at my fritters freeing her blown and sensitive globs again, and for a moment a stubborn set comes to her jaw. 

Inwardly regaled by her apparent battle to keep her resentment at what I am doing to herself, I stop and snare her chin, forcing her to turn her head and look at me. Defiance lights up her formerly suggestive eyes, making me forget for a moment what I wanted to do to her other than ruin her mouth and **** her hard. 

“ Erica , Erica , do we've to work on your appreciation for what I do to you, again?” I tease 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 allowing 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 sounded a little, how shall I expression it, ungrateful for all the attention I bestow upon your lovely body?” She's fighting a grin at my sportful tone and weird phrasing, and that 

eventually breaks the spell. I smile as I feel her relax against me, and lust replaces the apprehension on her face. 

 “ I am sure, Sir. Whatever you choose to do to me, I am yours.” She closes her eyes as she leans further 

into me, but I am having none of that. 

 “ Open your eyes. I want you to watch what I am doing to you.” Her lids flutter before she looks at me,a light smile gracing those sensuous lips. I break eye contact also and concentrate on her body rather. 

 I love touching her like this, when she's helpless and can not shirk 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 nipples hard, returning to soft traces as she shudders from the binary harpoons of pain. I attack her neck again, 

tease her relentlessly with my lingo and lips while I snare her guts hard. Wax cracks and peels off in places while she moans, calling to my incline. I could do this ever, but veritably probably I'd go insane ahead long. 

A last check at her *****, and I know she's as ready as she gets. Erica 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 am reaching lower. She thrusts her hips hard when I part the binary ropes over her crotch just enough so that I can tease the entrance of her *****, but keep the full disunion over her ****. 

 “ Are you a good girl, Erica ?” 

She shudders as she hears the scowl in my voice, a silent warning that I anticipate her to bear. 

 “ Yes, Sir!” 

. “ You know that you have to ask authorization before you come?” Once further she shudders, but presumably further due to my cutlet dipping into her and drawing lazy circles just inside her *****, driving her wild. 

 “ I know,” she groans out, the cutest of lines appearing on her forepart as she tries to hold back. 

“ Do you suppose you can come when I pour the wax over your tits and cunt? 

 Come for me?” I bruit into her observance, letting her hear how important the idea of that turns me on. 

Erica 's answer is a loud wail, and I watch with recreation as her breathing picks up further. 

 “ Yes, Sir!” 

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