I opened the door to let you in. You drop the clothes off of your lovely body, right there in the hallway. I grab you by the hair and pull you into a kiss. I wrap your collar around your neck and lead you into the room.
You look around the darkened room. I have thick curtains closed around the windows, and the only light in the room is from some candles. I lead you to the swing. Quickly, I tie your arms behind your back. I bind your legs in the stir-ups of the swing and lift you into the air. I go and get a pretty large candle, its wick burning brightly. I tip it slightly, and hot wax spills onto your cheek. You start to scream, but I shove the candle in your mouth.
"Don't tip it my slave, or you'll spill the wax." I say with a smile. I leave and come back with several more candles and the whip.
I gently rub the whip in hearts on your stomach. I give your clit a kiss and lick from your asshole to your clit. I see you shudder as I do that. I smile and repeat the lick. I th...
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