I’ve read your bio. Tell me a story….you look stunning
He was always so fucking self righteous. The way he set about preparing for their evening. Presuming he knew what she wanted. What she liked.
As she lay naked and tied to the bed, she listened as he moved around the room. She wasn’t exactly sure what he had planned, but she knew she’d love it, despite her protests. Her obstinate thoughts. That was the most annoying part. He could see inside her head. He just knew what she wanted. What she needed.
She heard a lighter flick to life and the sizzle of a candle being lit. She gasped and held her breath. Her heart beat quickened and her cunt throbbed. Her skin broke out in goose bumps. Fuck… she had an idea what he was going to do. How he was going to give her pleasure mixed with an oh-so-sweet amount of pain.
He came close to the bed and asked her a simple question, “Are you ready, my love?” She moaned a small yes, and not long after the first drop of hot wax splashed onto the round of her curvaceous ass…