Page 69 of Her Dom's Secret Past

I watched as it joined the dress at her feet. Her nipples were already pebbling so I gave them both a love tap from the crop. Then, because I could, I gave them a few more. Anabelle was moaning and swaying slightly as I ordered her to remove her panties. I gave her a few strokes with the crop on her ass, then one or two on her pussy. I loved seeing those red streaks decorating her beautiful curves.

She went to kneel but I told her to go to the narrow, leather-covered bed I’d had delivered recently. Only wide enough for her to lay on with her legs hanging down, I could reach that glorious cunt easily.

After quickly fastening her arms, I spread her legs wide and anchored them to the floor bolts with leather straps. I took a minute to admire her lying there naked, her legs spread apart. I could see how her cunt juices glistened in the light and I couldn’t resist a little taste before heading to the drawers where I’d put the candles. I selected a blindfold first—I wanted her senses on high when I did this. Taking off my shirt and shoes, I fixed the blindfold over her eyes and then lit one of the soy candles.

While I waited for it to melt a little, I played the crop over her nipples, thighs, and pussy until they were glowing. Once the candle had melted enough, I carried over it to where she lay, moaning a little,hermouth slightly open. Holding the candle above her tits, I let the first drop land on a nipple. She gasped.

A second drip on the other. I saw her tighten her body as a third then a fourth found their mark. I let the next few land on those full globes, the now oily wax running down their lush curves. Her gasp had turned to moaning and I knew she wasn’t going to use hersafeword. Thoroughly enjoying myself, I decorated her tits and allowed the oil to ripple on the outer lips of her pussy. I loved the way she tried to squirm away, but the bindings forced her to stay in position.

My pants were getting damn uncomfortable, my erection getting harder and harder with each drip of waxy oil. I examined Anabelle carefully, knowing how deep she sometimes went into sub-space, but she was still present for the moment. By now I had coated her tits and most of her pussy. Some of the oil had gathered on her nipple while the rest made her body glisten in the light. Putting the candle aside, I worked on her with the crop. She moaned so much, her head flailing from side to side. Time to give her an orgasm. She’d been such a good girl taking her new punishment with only a whimper or three.

I grabbed a rabbit from my drawer of tricks and in no time at all she was screaming my name. I admired my handiwork. Pretty oily wax decorated her very nicely. I removed the blindfold and checked her again. She blinked at me and gave a slow smile.

I decided to add to my design, pulling out my cock, I began stroking it. Anabelle’s eyes were slightly glazed as I pulled at my dick with one hand and pushed the rabbit in and out with the other. She shuddered as the sweet bunny kept nibbling at her clit, her orgasms rocking her. I increased the work on my dick and almost burst whenmy cumspurted all over her body.

Anabelle was out for the count. Her eyes were open, but she had drifted into her happy place. I quickly untied her once I’d caught my breath and removed the rabbit. Running my hand over where the hot oil had touched, I discovered it was perfect for tenderly massaging her all over to start my after-care.

Once I’d rubbed it in, I picked her up and laid her on the bed. Then I went into the bathroom and began filling the tub. Quickly, I removed the last of my clothes and carried her into the bathtub. Fitting her between my legs, I let her lay her head on my chest while I murmured to her.

“You are so beautiful, my wonderful sub. I adore you.”

She lay languidly, turning her head to let me kiss her neck, her ear, her cheek. She smiled—one of those secretive smiles, and I fell in love with her all over again.

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