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“By that you mean I’ll get to come?” she asked trying not to sound too eager.

Bradley chuckled, but his eyes grew dark. “Ask me again, and I’ll make you wait longer.” Dipping his head, he bit her left nipple. The gentle bite sent sparks straight to her pussy and she squirmed, fighting the urge to grind against his lap.

“What do you say, baby? You want to try this?”

“Yes, please.”

He grinned. “Good girl. We’re going to make a mess, so why don’t you put your hair up.” He released her from his lap, and she hurried into the bathroom to pin her curls back. When she was satisfied that it wouldn’t get in the way, she came back into the bedroom. Bradley was laying bundles of rope out on the bed. He turned when he heard her enter and smiled. “So lovely,” he murmured as she made her way towards him.

When she got to him, he laid the last bundle of rope down and pulled her into his arms and kissed her.

“I’m going to bind your arms behind your back, one resting on top of the other. The tie will form a chest harness. It’s meant to be tight, but if it’s too tight you have to tell me, OK?”

She nodded her agreement, and he turned her so that her back was to him. Gently, he brought her arms behind her back and rested them at the small of her back.

“Keep them like that,” he said, planting a kiss on her shoulder.

Then, he flicked a bundle of rope, and it unfurled behind him. He looped it around her wrists and began to tie. He moved the rope in expert fashion. It flew back and forth as he created tight lines of rope around her arms and chest. Soon, her arms were trapped, and she was very aware of her bare breasts as they were encased in rope. It was tight, but not so tight that she felt unsafe. He knew his way around rope.

“How does that feel?” he asked as he turned her to face him.

“Good,” she whispered. His eyes lit up.

“Some people can’t stay in this tie for very long, so if it gets uncomfortable tell me immediately and we’ll transition to something else.”

Next to the pile of rope, was a second sheet similar to the one covering the bed. He unfolded it and placed it on the floor beneath the hard point he had shown her and motioned for her to stand on it. He unfurled another piece of rope and attached it to the knot above her wrists. Then, he stood on a small stool and looped the other end through the ring that hung from the ceiling.

“I’m not going to lift you all the way off the ground tonight, just partially. We can work up to a full suspension.” His soft voice flowed over her as she relaxed into his ropes. The line from her back to the ceiling allowed her to relax without fear of falling. Soon, he was kneeling and looping another piece of rope around her thigh. His fingers danced over her skin causing her to shudder as he stood. With the free end, he lifted her leg off the ground. She felt like she was going to fall but he spoke in a slow soothing tone encouraging her to relax and remember that the rope wasn’t going to let her.

“You’re perfectly safe baby. Just relax.” Soon he had the rope around her thigh attached to the ceiling ring.

“How does that feel, pet?”

Darci smiled. “Good, Sir.”

He grinned. “Good girl, now let’s have some fun.” He crossed the short distance to where lit candles sat on the nightstand and picked one up. Approaching her, he blew out the candle. The pungent scent of smoke filled her nostrils as he held the candle high above her breast and tilted the white pillar. The warm liquid dripped over her right breast and coated her nipple causing her to gasp. It didn’t burn, it was a nice warm temperature.

He continued coating her breasts until the melted wax was depleted. Then he relit the candle with a lighter he had in his pocket and placed it back on the nightstand before picking up another. Soon, her breasts and belly were coated in the warm candle wax. It was so soothing.

As the wax continued to drip over her skin, she relaxed deeper and deeper into the rope and her role as his submissive. A few moments later, he extinguished the candles one final time and poured the final pool of wax. As it cooled and tightened on her skin, he stood in front of her caressing her cheek.

“I’m so proud of you, gorgeous. Do you trust me?”

There was no hesitation as she nodded and said, “Yes, Sir.”

Bradley produced a pocketknife from his jeans and flicked it open. Her eyes grew wide.

“Relax. Trust. Surrender,” he reminded her as he set the knife aside and untied her bindings. Once she was free, he helped her lay on the bed which was still covered in a protective sheet. Straddling her thighs, he picked up the knife again. Knives were not something she had ever experienced before. Her heart was pounding.

“Close your eyes,” he instructed. “I won’t even scratch you baby.” She took a deep breath and did as he asked.

As her eyes drifted shut, she tensed as the cool steel blade touched her shoulder. It soon moved from her shoulder to the wax that was built up at the top of her breasts. It only took a second to realize what he was doing.

The wax fell away as the knife slid across her body. As promised, it never even scratched her. After a few moments, she relaxed and soon enjoyed the sensation of the wax being removed from her chest and torso.

“Good girl. Almost done. You have to be very still for this next part,” he said.

A gasp left her as the blade rested just above her pubic bone, the last place wax had gathered.

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