Wax play

Shemika

“Come with me!” Dom instructed, his hoarse voice echoed in my ears.

I didn't hesitate as I stepped out of the elevator and walked hurriedly behind him.

“Are you experienced?” Dom asked as he walked ahead of me.

I increased my pace so I could catch up with him, “Yeah…yeah, I'm experienced and I can…” I wasn't done speaking when Dom cut me off mid-sentence.

“That's all I asked you, and you've answered!” He roared.

“Okay!” I murmured as I grumbled behind him.

“Good, so it's best you know that we don't entertain too much noise here, we're action takers…we take action and talk less.” Dom sounded more like his size now.

I didn't say a word, I only hurried behind him as I couldn't keep up with his pace. Fuck, he walks fast.

Dom walked towards a dark hallway with barely red lights. He opened a door and gestured that I step in, I hesitated before stepping into the room. Dom stepped in with me, locking the door behind us.

There was a bed and a single chair at the center of the room. There was no light in the room, it's the red light from the hallway that sipped through the curtains that gave the room a little brightness.

Dom walked forward and picked a silk blindfold, dangling it in front of me. “Ever used one of these?” He asked as if he was trying to scare me.

Fuck, he really thinks I don't know all these stuffs.

I hissed, “Tie it tighter.” I smirked as I moved to the bed, I unhooked my dress, and it dropped to the floor while I walked to the bed naked. I didn't even have a pant or bra on me.

Left naked, I sat on the bed, relaxing by back on the headboard behind me.

Dom tightened the folds around my eyes, making it tighter just as I've requested.

The moment darkness enveloped me, I began to think of the possible things he was going to do to me.

“Are we fucking?” I asked without flinching.

Dom chuckled darkly, “No, we're not. But you'll beg and wish to be fucked.” His hoarse voice echoing in the dimly lit room.

Dom dragged the bed to the center of the room while I was still on top. I wasn't surprised that he could drag the bed, his muscles weren't there just for fashion.

He began to circle around the bed like a beast testing his prey.

“Breathe,” He whispered while still circling the bed.

I couldn't breathe because I was still unsure what he was about to do to me.

He suddenly stopped next to me, the tip of his fingers trailed down from my neck to my belly, I didn't flinch, I leaned in.

Then his hand slipped down to my pussy, slowly, he began to rub my clit, then he slid in the moment he realized I was wet enough. 

He began to thrust his finger in and out of me and I could only moan, he suddenly pulled out, and the next time, three of his fingers slid in, thrusting even faster and deeper that I felt it in my stomach.

“You can't cum!” He muttered, it sounded more like an instruction.

“FUCK!” I cursed underneath my breath as I held in so as not to cum.

His thrust became even faster and I ached my hips up in defence of his actions.

He pulled out again and slowly he used his finger tip to draw circles on my swollen clit, I moaned even louder.

“Fuck, I'm cumming!” I screamed at the top of my voice as I approached orgasm.

“You can't cum, silly! If you cum, you've failed, and you're not getting any dick.” Dom roared.

“Fuck you!” I cried as he continued to circle around my clit.

Just when I thought it had all stopped, I suddenly felt something warm and soft on my clit.

Fuck, he's using his tongue now, his tongue swirled into my dripping entrance as he bit on my clit.

“FUCK!” I cried as I began to shake under his heat.

His tongue slid deep into my entrance and I didn't hesitate before grabbing it tight around my hole. He pulled out after giving me a last bite on my clit and I thought I was just about to cum when he suddenly stopped.

“This is what they call orgasm control. You don't cum if you're not asked to.” Dom instructed as he continued to circle around the bed leaving me to recover from what he had just done to me.

“FUCK YOU!” I cursed as my breath hitched, my chest rising and dropping at a quick pace from what Dom did.

“This is just the beginning, sweetheart!” He teased as he chuckled darkly.

Dom paused at my front and gently loosened the blinds from my eyes and everywhere seemed blurry at first, until I itched my eyes a little, and everything became clearer.

“What now?” I asked with annoyance in my tone.

“You'll see!” Dom muttered as he brought out a bag full of sexual tools. He turned the bag upside down and poured out everything contained in the bag.

He fumbled for a candle and a lighter. He dropped the candle on the table while using the lighter to light the candle.

“Fuck, wax play!” I cried while I adjusted on the bed.

“Exactly, baby!” Dom growled as he stepped closer to me with the candle.

Dom gave me one last look as if he was seeking confirmation but I didn't hesitate before nodding in affirmation, giving him all the permission he needed.

“Ruin me!” I moaned softly.

I laid down flat and spread out on the bed as Dom brought the lit candle close to me, allowing the gentle flames of the candle to savor my skin first.

My breath hitched but I didn't shift. Instead, I tilted my head backward and moaned softly.

“You know what this is?” Dom asked, still hovering the candle above my skin as if he was looking for a spot to begin with.

I chuckled, “Pain…that's fulfilling…pain…that lingers,” I laughed, my voice heavy.

Dom stole a glance at me. I'm sure he must think I'm some crazy nut-ass bitch.

Without any hesitation, Dom dropped the first wax on me, it landed just above my collar bone. A sharp moan escaped my lips but I didn't flinch as I grabbed the sheet and beard my hips up as if I was being fucked.

Another drop came landing on my breast, and it felt like someone was sucking my breast so I felt good as I hissed loudly.

Another drop came after one another, dropping either on my stomach, breast, neck, or just close to my pussy. It wasn't just pain, it was control, it was permission.

My skin became filled up with the hardened candle wax, but Dom didn't stop, he kept dropping more on me and I only moaned, cried, and laughed at the same time. It was as if each drop was unlocking something wild inside of me, because the more I felt the sharp pain of each wax on my skin, the more I wanted more.

Dom watched me, his expression was as if he was impressed by my stillness. I know most women hate wax play, because it stinks and hurt, so they'd mostly scream and flinch, but for me, I remained still and only moaned. It was as if I was being possessed. Fuck, I love it already.

Dom continued dropping the candle wax on me, now trailing it even lower, below my belly. The moment the first drop landed on my clit, I froze then I laughed out loud, becoming even weter, “Fuck, do you want me to cum?” I screamed as I closed my eyes and savoured the feelings of fucking me with a wax.

Dom brought the candle back up to my belly and began to drop the wax on me as if he was tracing patterns, as if he was painting something across my body.

I moaned, hissed, and even cried but I never asked him to stop. 

What shocked Dom the most was when I arched my body up towards the next drop, as if I was begging and craving for more drops.

“Wow!” Dom whispered to himself but I could hear him.

“Good, Shemika! You make pain look like art.” Dom murmured, and I only chuckled.

The last drop landed on my clit again and I bit down the lower part of my lips as I tightened my dripping entrance so as not to cum.

Dom slowly stood back up, rising from his knees, he blew the candle off and dropped it on the table, now circling me around the bed again.

My breath was hitched but I tried to calm down.

“Just fuck me already!” I yelled at the top of my voice.

“I'm sorry, Shemika. You ain't getting no dick!” Dom growled back, his voice as huge as he was.

“FUCK YOU!” I screamed and Dom only chuckled.