His hands run from my ankles to my knees, and I’m thankful I took the time to shave this morning. He gently pushes my knees apart, and positions himself between my thighs. I can already feel my breathing intensify, and I can’t stop watching his every move. We make eye contact, and I can see the desire in his eyes. He quietly says, “I love you.” before kissing each of my thighs. He kisses my pussy, before his tongue finds my clit. He licks and circles around it and I’m beginning to moan. The moans get louder when he sucks on it, and doesn’t stop. I want to grab at something, anything, but my wrists are restrained above my head and I’m unable to. The feeling of his tongue on me is so overwhelming, I can’t help my hips from swaying against his mouth. He puts one hand on my stomach to hold me in place, while he uses the other hand to finger me. He starts with two fingers, curling them upwards.

My senses are so overwhelmed that I let out a few curse words between moans. The thrill of my wrists being bound, completely naked and controlled... I can barely take it.

My breathing gets quicker and I can feel my orgasm building. “I’m... going... to cum.” I manage to say between gasps. He looks up at me and smiles while keeping his tongue on me. He continues sucking and licking, all while fingering me. My orgasm hits me like a ton of bricks and I can feel every muscle in my body tighten, and I’m shaking against his fingers.

He doesn’t stop touching me until my orgasm has passed, and I’m extremely sensitive. He stands again, wiping his mouth. “Good girl. I’m so glad I can make you feel good.” He says, standing over me. He turns to the dresser, and walks over to me again. “Are you ready for this?” He asks with his hand extended, holding the black blindfold. I’m still out of breath, but manage to respond with a nod. He smiles as he places the blindfold over my eyes.

“I’m going to use the candles next, are you okay with that baby girl?” He asks me, and I can tell he’s at the foot of the bed. “Yes.” I say back.

“Good. Turn over. And remember the word.” I attempt to turn over, but with my wrists bound it’s difficult. He must have seen me struggling, because he says “Do it. I need to see your back arched for me baby.” With that demand, I find a way to turn over. My restraints are pulling harder against my wrists now, but not too tight; I’m practically having to hold the headboard in front of me.

I hear a match being struck, and my muscles tense in response. After a few moments, I hear his shuffling behind me, and feel the bed concave under his weight. He’s behind me now, and-

A drop of hot wax hits my back, and I gasp. I hadn’t known when it would start, but the slight pain fades and I smile. Two more drops, and I’m slightly sighing when they hit me. I find a certain pleasure in the pain the wax causes, and it excites me more with every drop.

Over the next minute he trails from the bottom of my back to the top with wax, and now when it hits I slightly moan. A few drops hit right in the middle of my back, and when a moan slips between my lips, I hear him say “fuck, you’re so sexy.” With that, there’s more shuffling and shifting behind me, and I suddenly I can feel his hard cock on my ass. I was already wet after he ate me out, but at this point I can practically feel it running down my leg.