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“God, I love your body.” Teeth sank into my skin not far from his fingers and I fought not to rock into him.
“Master.” The high pitched tone showed nothing short of how hard it was for me. I realized I loved this feeling of helplessness when my Zain was in charge. The wax just helped intensify the experience. He could really burn me badly if he wanted, yet I knew he wouldn’t go overboard.
“Shh, slave. Just feel. Fight whatever other tendencies that come and give in to what I do.”
A single drip landed on the small of my back, followed by another that splashed a little higher. More followed and I closed my eyes, trying to focus on the pattern he was making while his finger began a steady thrust into my pussy. Time blurred as it dragged on and the design got bigger and more widespread until I was sure there wasn’t an inch of my back spared.
Another finger joined the first, pushing in deeper. A steady rhythm pushed in hard enough to allow me to rock with it.
“This will be more intense.”
Fire raced from the bottom of my ass and down my thigh. I wasn’t sure how close the flame had been, but the heat was enough to almost bring tears to my eyes. With the combination of pain and pleasure, I was pulled even further into the building ecstasy.
“You shouldn’t have waited,” I moaned.
Zain’s fingers paused inside of me only to start again. “You like the burn?” Again, what felt like almost direct contact had me bracing for more. Just when I though I couldn’t take it, the pain eased. A brush of his thumb over my clit had me nodding.
“God, yes. I love it all.”
The tightening of my skin under the hardened areas had my nipples tingling. There were so many sensations that my mind was confused on what I needed more of. I took in each, letting them run electric throughout me. At Master continuing to tease my clit, I quickly felt all my focus go to the burning ache he was building deep within my core. I was sizzling on the inside and scorched outside.
“Be completely still,” he said, lowly. “If you move, you’re not going to like it.”
I braced myself…waiting. The anticipation had my pussy clenching around his fingers. The teasing stopped and for the seconds that dragged out, I wasn’t sure I even breathed. Then, in long succession, I felt the flame travel down my back only to return toward my neck. Repeatedly, my Zain walked the wire of pulling my pain tolerance to its peak. I took shallow breaths, too afraid to breathe in deeply and too aroused to deny what my body was enjoying.
A moan poured out of me and I pressed my lips together, dying for him to touch me again. I didn’t have to wait long. I heard him take a deep breath and blow out the candle, then my Master was suddenly on me, molding his body to mine from behind.
“Fuck,” he growled. “You’re so God damn hot right now. I can feel it pouring from your skin. And you took it.”
There was a certain awe in his voice that fed my submissive within. Pride within myself surged and I could almost feel myself blush.
“I told you I liked it. Will you do it again when you get back?”
“Oh, baby, I’ll do it all the time. Whenever you want. Jesus, I have to have you.”
His cock pushed into my opening while his hand reached underneath, grasping onto my tied wrists.
“You’re going to be marked up so beautifully by the time I release you. I can’t wait to run my fingers over each one while I hold you.”
Tighter, his grip became, and I cried out as his cock plunged into my pussy. Where I expected slow and gentle from his words, I got the opposite. Hard, brutal thrusts sent me right into trying to stop my orgasm from coming too soon. His fingers raked over the hemp until he was scratching down my stomach.
“Tonight you come as many times as you can. No holding back.” The brush over my clit combined with his words sent me into spasms almost immediately. Faster, he pounded, relentlessly slamming into me until I was screaming through the intensity of the euphoria he evoked. The room spun from the power of my orgasm and I let it while I tried to catch my breath.
“This might not be your favorite part, but you’ll take it.”
I couldn’t process the words before I felt him begin peeling the wax from my back. At the pull, I clawed at the sheet.
“Jesus,” I barely finished before he moved on to the next piece. The stinging was brief and I felt myself temporarily relax. The higher he got, the less painful it became. With each section he removed, the more I began to savor the attention. But I knew he was headed back down and I didn’t worry until he got to the small of my back. I bit my lip while he dragged it out, taking his time. His cock slowed and I focused on how each inch filled me up before he withdrew, only to do it again. By the time he got to the wax on my ass and thighs, I was tingling all over. I could feel where the thin hair had been pulled and I couldn’t get over how alive I felt.
“Time to flip over.”
Zain pulled out and spun me over, pushing back between my legs. My fingers were almost numb from the weight. I flexed them, already feeling the blood rushing back. His gave them a good rub, teasing me even more with the long strokes. The half-smile he displayed caused me to move my hips down so I could get closer.
“Oh no. You stay right there. Let me look at you.” My Master reached forward, caressing down my face as he stared into my eyes. “Tu ai-je jamais dit combien vous dire vraiment pour moi? Bientôt, je vais vous montrer. Tu ne aurez plus être mon esclave, mais ma femme. Mes toujours.”
My world nearly stopped as I took in what he had said in French. I’d never heard him speak anything but Arabic and I’d been lost then, but this…this I could understand. Have I ever told you how much you truly mean to me? Soon, I'll show you. No longer will you be my slave, but my wife. My always.
Something flared behind his eyes as his head cocked to the side. “You know what I said.”
