Otacon would have David tied up, his muscles twitching with anticipation under the rough rope, every wince, every struggle would grind the rope into his already red skin. Hal would hold the candle a foot and a half away from Dave's chest, letting the wax drip slowly into the crevice between his pecs.
Dave can only moan around the gag, the pain makes his muscles ripple erotically under the candle light. His sweat soaked chest rises and falls erratically, the wax would drip and harden as the pain sizzles away.
Next Hal would hold the candle over Dave's nipples, every drop of hot wax makes his back arch off the chair, every sizzle sends dull thuds of arousal down that only get more intense the lower Hal holds the candle.
Hal slowly drives it down Dave's abs, stopping at his belly button to fill the small pit with hot red wax, enjoying each and every wince that Dave produces.
Paying extra attention to Dave's convulsing Abdomen, he'd paint it red, teasing just above his hard, neglected, bobbing cock.
Hal would completely ignore the pillar of arousal, skipping to Dave's, big, heavy muscled thighs, Dave throws his head back, eyes fluttering quickly.
Then finally, Hal gives him what he needs. He holds the heated candle over Dave's swollen balls coating the sensitive testicles with the same hot wax the rest of him is covered in, David screams around the gag, pushing himself against the ropes, his eyes wide as his fluttering hole, he shakes his head left and right but Hal continues, holding a curious yet sadistic smile on his face. Next the wax makes its way up Davids shaft, coating the throbbing thing. Hal makes sure to go niceee and slowww, thorough with the process. He'd get up to Dave's frenulum and finally, the twitching cock spits out globs of thick cum, that is before Hal grabs it and seals that glutinous piss hole with painful, burning, wax.
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