My Master instructed me to prepare a few items for his arrival. The flogger, restraints, and crop were fairly standard, but the blindfold and candle were out of the ordinary. Now, the idea of sensory deprivation has always been a big turn on for me. I love being at the mercy of someone and not being able to anticipate their actions. It always heightens the sensations.
I spent the day prior to our get together fantasizing about what might happen. I spent most of the day being very aroused and I volunteered to refrain from masturbating until he arrived.
With all of that, I think I got myself a little too worked up. I expected to devour his cock as soon as he arrived. Instead, he made me wait, and he acted as though it didn't matter whether or not I sucked him. He eventually allowed me to pull his cock out to taste.
Usually when he arrives, he is already hard. This time, he was not, and I immediately wondered if I had done something wrong. I felt a little self conscious, but I began to suck him eagerly. He only allowed me to pleasure him for a short amount of time before putting his cock away again.
We sat on the couch and talked casually for a while. He had me stroke him through his pants, but again, he didn't seem to respond to me. We went on for a while, and I considered stopping a few times if he wasn't enjoying it. I eventually made myself relax and he told me to put my hand under his boxers.
Now I was just taking my time. I wasn't working toward any specific goal, I just enjoyed touching him. He leaned his head back and said that this was a good way to fall asleep. I laughed and said it was more like a cock massage rather than a hand job.
My fingers slid around his groin, down to caress his balls, and up to rub every inch of him. After a while, he put his cock away again and said we could go upstairs.
I was very relaxed as we ascended. The former anticipation had passed and I was now just reacting to what he wanted and enjoying my time with him. I now wasn't sure what to expect, but I was filled with pleasure as I slid into bed with him and rested my head on his shoulder. This is always one of the most simply comforting things that he allows me to do.
It didn't last long though as he ordered me to start sucking him. I levered myself up to be able to suck him in deep and hard. He was getting larger as I drew him in. I smiled around his cock as he sighed with pleasure and pushed my head down.
Then he pulled me off of him and told me to remove my shirt and bra.
It was time for another 500 lashes, only this time it would be across my breasts. He took a few pictures of me before my skin would be red and bruised. I tried my best to stay still, but anticipation was growing again.
He had me put on a blindfold and he cuffed my hands to the bed above my head. I squirmed a little and he roughly rubbed my pussy through my jeans for just a moment. I groaned and he withdrew, leaving me bound and blind waiting for his next move.
I flinched as I heard him lighting the candle I had placed next to the bed. This was the one thing that I was afraid of. I have never had wax dripped on me, and I actually had a slightly traumatic experience with wax when I was younger.
The first strikes began. They were quick and light as we both adjusted to the flow of the pain. I flinched with every strike, and he commented that I may not make it all the way to 500.
That comment forced me to breathe for a moment and relax. The strikes stopped, and I could smell the candle just before the hot wax splashed onto my skin. I gasped and arched as the intense heat hit with a flash before quickly fading to warmth.
There was no break though as the flogger hit my flesh again immediately. As my body heated with pain and arousal, my gasps slowly turned into moans, and I began to lift myself into the strikes.
I wanted more. I was absolutely loving it. There was the brief sound of rustling clothing, and another splash of wax hit my breast before I felt his warm cock slapping against the same spot.
He came around to the other side and pinched my nipple hard, causing me to yelp in pain again. He then began to strike my breast as he pulled on my nipple. The pain was sharp, but it all sent shivers down between my legs.
Soon I could feel droplets of hardened wax dotting my breasts, and my breasts were stinging with every breath. It kept going until finally I heard him blow out the candle.
He unclasped my restraints and ordered me to remove my blindfold and come get my reward. I rolled over and took his offered cock fully into my mouth. My breasts were tender, and I had to partially lay on them to take him in. The position made my skin pull and twist painfully.
He told me to lay on my back, and he climbed up to straddle my face. I opened my mouth to lick his balls as he started to jerk himself off. He pushed his balls down to fill my mouth and I sucked hard. For just a moment, he leaned down and kissed my pussy.
That absolutely NEVER happens, and I moaned deeply around his balls before he sat up again and continued to stroke his cock. I kept my lips and tongue moving on him until I felt cum shoot across my body as far down as my thighs.
He ordered me to stay still as he got my hitachi wand. With my body streaked with lashes, cum, and wax, he made me get myself off.
I closed my eyes and turned on the wand. The intense vibrations on my clit did not allow me to last very long before I pulled my legs up and moaned for my Master.