The first think I wanted to do was make sure she didn't start asking questions, or sooner or later she might actually get suspicious when I didn't answer.
I took the ballgag out of the bag and pinched one of Katie's nipples, squeezing it hard between my finger and thumb. She bit her lip and inhaled sharply, holding her breath as her wrists and ankles fought the ropes that held her immobile on the bed. I pinched a little hard, which only made her struggle harder, until finally she opened her mouth to breath.
I let go of her nipple and pushed the gag past her lips, forcing her jaw wide open. I strapped the gag in place as Katie's struggling slowly died down.
I watched Katie's reaction as I struck one of the matches to light the candle. She started to struggle again, slowly but deliberately, knowing what was going to happen next. I let her wait for a few minutes, enjoying seeing her slim, sexy body work it's muscles.
When it seemed like she was off guard, I finally let he wax fall. I poured it down on her exposed ribs, and watched her whole body clench as it ran down her sensitive skin. She moaned repeatedly, sounding slightly afraid but also sensual.
Her body writhed and tensed as I poured the wax on her tits and thighs. Her moaning eventually took on a begging tone, as if she had had enough and wanted mercy. |