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He shoved the lingerie farther up my back, giving him a nice expanse of flesh to work with. I felt another sharp sting as what seemed to me like molten lava dripped down my back. I squeezed my eyes shut, whimpered, and tried to breath through it.
“Please, Sir, it hurts.”
“I know it hurts. Punishments are meant to hurt. That’s why we call them punishments.” He poured the remaining wax out of that candle onto my skin to the sound of my shrieking protest. Then he blew that candle out and set it on the desk. “Only five more to go. You can take it.”
He pushed a finger inside me. “Maybe I should punish you more if this excites you so much.”
I shook my head furiously. “No, please... no. I can’t help how my body reacts, please, please Shannon.”
He smacked my ass. “Sir,” he corrected. “Don’t try to get personal with me. I know what you’re doing. If you’d been a good girl in the first place, this wouldn’t be happening.”
Shannon moved on to the second candle and a new fresh piece of skin. I gripped the edge of the table as he poured all the wax over me at once.
“Shit!” I shouted.
“Tell me you’re sorry, Elodie.”
“I’m sorry, Sir. P-please. Please, I won’t do it again.”
He moved close to my ear and whispered, “You may as well have a little fun occasionally, I’ll probably do this to you anyway.”
“N-not this much, okay?”
“Be good and we’ll see.”
After the third candle and a lot of panicked tears and pleading, Shannon did something miraculous. He showed mercy and blew out the other candles.
“T-thank you, Sir.” In some strange way I was sure this meant something. Why should he show me any mercy when he liked this so much and when it wasn’t going to actually harm me? Did my distress bother him now? Was that possible?
In moments like this, he was more human to me. It seemed as though we had some sort of real connection. It wasn’t hard to imagine he was a regular guy, and I was his regular girlfriend. No trauma or skeletons in our respective closets
My hands went limp, no longer clutching at the desk. Despite how much it had hurt, I was humiliated to realize how wet I was now. Shannon chuckled as his hand moved between my legs.
“Despite your protests and begging, part of you likes that,” he growled.
I didn’t bother denying it. For better or worse it tripped my wires, and delivering it tripped Shannon’s. With the fingers of one hand, he stroked my clit, and with the fingers of the other, he penetrated me. Both of those large, strong hands touching me like that had me gripping the desk and begging again, this time for more.
“Please,” I panted as I moved with him.
“I want you to come for me. Come harder than you’ve ever come. I want to feel it. If you don’t, I’m going to have to relight those candles.”
The panic of that possibility sent me spiraling into the strongest, hardest orgasm I’d ever had, not only with Shannon, but ever.
“Good girl,” he whispered in my ear. “You know I hate messes.” He held his hand next to my face and I obediently licked my juices up.
While my breathing went back to normal, he uncuffed me from the desk and peeled the hardened wax off my skin. He ran his fingertips over the places where it had dripped. “You’ve got a few burn marks, but they aren’t serious. Go get cleaned up and I’ll take you out for dinner. There’s a nice little Italian place on the other end of town. Do you like Italian?”
What the fuck? Not that I was complaining about being taken to a nice dinner, but what the actual fuck was going on? I wasn’t stupid enough to verbalize this, however.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good, then we’ll go as soon as you get ready.” He put everything that looked like an impromptu dungeon, back in the lower desk drawer and gave me my lingerie, then took out his laptop. “I need to make a private call, so if you’ll close the door behind you.”
I nodded absently, still not sure I’d heard him right about going out for dinner. Though why shouldn’t we go out? I’d already proven, given total free reign and him probably out of the state somewhere for days, that I would return right back to my crate like a good dog.
“Do you want me to take the candles?”
He glanced up sharply, that look of disapproval on his face. That would be a no.
