By the FireTO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 18 YEARS OF AGE
Copyright © April 30, 2005 by Athena
This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit. This story may be freely distributed for personal use with this notice attached. This is a fiction story.
It was a grey Saturday evening and my Master and I were in the lounge in front of the fireplace. We had lit a nice fire and I was looking at it, mesmerised by the vivid tongues of fire. I was a bit tired but happy to have Master at home after about a week's separation. So you can imagine that when we get together we make sure to have some quality time, including interesting play sessions. This time I have been locked in my chastity belt for about two weeks with no release so I was aching for his touch...
Anyway, as I was sitting in my favourite armchair, Master asked me whether I wished to play. I had been a little bit upset earlier (not with him) so he was worried. I replied that I am fine and eager to play. He asked me whether I would like to play in the living room by the fire and I said yes, we have not done that in the past, it will be nice. I lit a few candles and placed them in front of the fireplace and chose a couple of CDs to play during our session. In the meantime, Master went to the bedroom and from the 'toybox' chose whatever implements he would be using. Next, he came next to me and undressed me. It was nice and warm and very relaxing in the glow of the fire. I was just wearing the belt, nothing else. He told me to keep my hands behind my back and then unlocked the belt using the key that hangs around his neck. The warm air caressed my skin and made me feel even more needy. The Master then placed a large rubber sheet on the floor and told me to lie on it face down. He then tied me very tightly, spread-eagled, from the radiator's pipes and made a comment that he expects them to be strong enough! I closed my eyes and waited. Some time passed and nothing happened. Then, all of a sudden, hot wax was dripping on my back and buttocks! The sensation was maddening and exquisite - I could not move much and could not tell where the next drop would fall. This wax dripping went on for a while. Then, with very delicate moves using a sharp knife, my Master started removing the wax very slowly.
Then he started whipping my back with one of the soft floggers we have. My back is extremely sensitive, so much that I can be brought to orgasm by whipping. Master continued with a variety of strokes but stopped short of me coming. He then used his Violet Wand with one of the circular instruments to caress my sensitised back. This was such a sweet torture. I was trying to move but it was not that easy; I was securely stretched. Then, he stopped and again I was left just on the edge. How can he manage to do that and stop at the critical moment? I was left a bit to cool down. Then the whipping started again, still with the soft flogger for some more time; sometimes the strokes would be slow sometimes he would go faster... My back was on fire and very very sensitised. Time to use the violent wand again; this time with a different instrument, one that resembles a comb. So, he started combing my back with this little 'devil' varying the strength of the electricity. The static and the sparks were providing an incredible sensation to my back; it was as if there were small explosions taking place under the skin from my shoulders down to my waist. I was wiggling all over the place like mad; my head was about to explode. And then it happened: I got over the edge and orgasmed very very loudly reaching subspace. It was ecstatic. Master commented that he should have used the videocamera; he has never observed such a thing; he said I was 'dancing' like the fire nearby. I was given some time to recover and then he started the whipping again, this time using the stingier/heavier flogger. I wished that he hit me harder but did not say 'green' as I was still relishing the feeling of the previous orgasm and wandering whether he would go harder on his own initiative. Well, he did not go harder, but kept striking me rhythmically and making my back more and more sensitive. Then, he changed to the softer flogger, wound down the tempo and touched the ends of the whip on my back moving them up and down in a circular motion; just enough to make me mad with desire but not enough to send me over!!!
Next, he changed to the wooden paddle and worked extensively and for a long time on my buttocks. This was a rather hard beating and I did welcome it, so I let him increase the intensity and took it all in. My body was in an elated state and my mind was about to fly. But then he stopped, untied the ropes, turned me over and tied me lying on my back in a spread-eagled position but very very stretched. It was so nice; the sensations, the feelings, the music and the fire! I was in heaven. Hot wax was falling on me again; this time on my breasts, nipples and stomach. The hot wax coupled with my very sensitised back touching the rubber gave me contradictory sensations; my brain was teased... And then, there was another session with the Violent Wand working on my nipples this time. But still I would not tell him where I hid the cane earlier in the morning! I would come up with all sort of strange and wild stories but would not give in! Then, he thought that I would confess if he were to wax my underarm. So, he heated some special wax and started depilating my underarm but still, although it was quite painful, I did not reveal where the cane was. I told him that a little bat has stolen it and gave it to the owl that lives in the wood nearby!!! The owl needed the cane during the day to lean on it as it was tired from the previous night's hunt!!! (I was just teasing him...) My Master was getting desperate at me being so obstinate. So, he decided to resort to something entirely different that I would not be able to withstand for very long!!!
He laid next to me, and brought out his favourite toy: the eroscillator (note: this is a mains-powered clitoral vibrator that provides very strong orgasms) and started working on my clitoris. He would play up and down the power, and after a few minutes I had my first orgasm. Every time I climax I have to tell him; unless I am passed out I always do tell him. So, I did tell him. Remember that I had been locked up for two weeks so I was really needy. Without pausing at all, he continued with the vibrator on my clit. And I came again, and again, and again for about 10 times but still I would not tell him where the cane was! During these 10 times I believe he was using the vibrator on the lowest setting, #1. Then, he upped the power to #2 and I was coming again and again for another 10 or 15 times; it was exquisite erotic torture and I was trying to hold on to it and not to safeword. However, we had to stop for a while as my shoulder was giving me grief. Master untied my shoulder and gave me some time to move it a bit as it was aching in an non erotic manner. After a few minutes I was OK, so Master re-tied me and started working again on my clitoris. However, this time he used his instrument combining #2 with the maximum power, #3. As soon as I would come, he would give me no time to recover and would continue with the intense stimulation and I would come one more time, one more time, one more time. After about 5 or 6 of these very strong orgasms I gave in and told him that 'the owl gave the cane to the bat that placed it on the bed where it was last seen in the morning but on a different plane' (meaning that it was hidden under the mattress)! He then went to the bedroom, retrieved the cane and threatened me with a severe caning... and started working on me again! Maximum power only, non-stop. And, I climaxed very soon, and he still continued and then I came again for another 3or 4 times and then the next orgasm was building up slowly and I could sense that it would be a cataclysmic one and it was. I just exploded violently, stretched first and then collapsed into a heap of intensely happy flesh. My mind had gone floating and stayed like that for the next 20-30 minutes! I got back slowly from wherever I was and felt so nice: content, loved, cared for. I was in bliss! My orgasms have been very strong and during most of them I did 'ejaculate' - I have never been/felt so wet before.
Thank you Master.
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