Bound wrists to ankles on your back...knees held wide by tying them to your elbows leaving you open to everything...blindfolded of course.. Suddenly, drip drip drip hot wax lands on your belly just under your breasts and each drop lower on your abdomen down to your pubic bone then stops... long moments of anticipation...then drip drip drip wax falls across the upper slopes of your breasts from

left to right. Your chest heaves upwards... and more wax falls on squirming flesh ...landing on nipples left right left then rapidly down your torso and up one thigh

across to the other thigh and back down towards you vaginal lips... but then, it skips over them and again long moments of anticipation that drag out seeming like hours... suddenly drip drip drip right on your labia...but this time it isn’t wax its a melting ice cube!

In the shock of the temperature differential you do not realize this and scream...

Suddenly you realize what it is as the ice cube is thrust against your labia to slid up and down them chilling them with the intensity of the cold.... It slides slowly up your body across your belly, circles your navel..and up the lower slopes of your breasts...then in ever smaller circles around your nipples until reaching the crinkled skin it is lifted form you having never touched

your erected nipples then is lifted from your body and again long minutes pass in anticipation of what ever comes next....

Drip drip drip again you are splashed with falling liquid only this time it is hat wax and it falls directly upon your clitoris.

You scream at the intensity of the sensation..not in pain but in surprise for the pain leaves the instant it is there.... Your hips surge upward and roll seeking to escape the wax but they and you cannot move.

The dripping wax moves up your body striking against ribs then belly then directly on your nipples... tears roll from the side of the blindfold but still the wax falls building up on each nipple leaving them entombed in warm wax...then suddenly again nothing.... Long minutes pass when suddenly again you sense my closeness... sharp point of pain on your shin! Then it moves up in definable points

of bearable pain...your mind races knowing that I would never really hurt you but wondering what is causing the pain to climb your leg...you shudder... your whole body is one raw nerve now sensitized to any touch. The pain climbs higher on your leg and reaches your knee.. Suddenly you gasp as you realize it is a Wartenburg wheel being slowly rolled up your leg and you groan and gasp as your mind

races thinking ahead to what the sensations will feel like as it crosses your knee and descend the front of your leg toward you sodden, waxy groin. Slowly… ever so slowly it rolls towards your groin. Reaching the joint it turns and moves across the inside of your thigh towards your buttock crossing soft sensitive skin that never sees the light of day… your hips thrust upward the sensations so intense that colors flow across your darkened vision and you entire body becomes like a giant clitoris…the touch of each tiny sharp pin bringing a shattering mini orgasm that blends with the last and together grows and builds toward an impossibly high plateau.

Rolling ever so slowly along skin creased by the curve of your buttock, it turns and moves back across your lower cheek, crossing the crack of your butt before moving towards the outside of your hip where it turns and returns along the crease of that joint. Your hips surge upwards trying to escape, but the bindings hold you down, a moaning gasp escapes your lips as you fight within yourself to keep from begging it to stop. Upwards the wheel slowly rolls, moving to the sensitive, delicate softness of your labia, each point bringing its own burst of pleasure/pain.

Across the thick fleshy mound of your mons it rolls then turns and descends. Your head whips back and forth as silently your mind screams No more Oh God No More as each point of the wheel rolls it closer, ever closer to your clitoral hood. ARRRRRRRGH you scream as a point comes to rest against the hood, you feel it move slightly and whimper knowing that the next point will touch the tip of your throbbing clitoris. You wait in agonized anticipation for its touch but it doesn’t come. Drip drip drip hot wax again splashes directly on your clit and you slip into sensory overload and float into subspace. Your body wracked by a continuous orgasm, your mind faraway in a world of indescribable pleasure.

BDSM...Its not for everyone...Any young ladies who wish to explore their sexuality and begin training as submissives contact me here. I suggest you read up on it first... this is no game and I assure you it takes very special people to fit into this lifestyle.