“Thank You, My Lord that was wonderful. Thank You for allowing it.” 

“Oh it's not over yet, My angel, would you like Me to continue?” 

“Continue?? Oh, yes please, Sir.”

I pick up the closest candle and move an ice bucket closer to you.  I pass the candle over you, allowing you to feel the heat. You flinch slightly from the heat, but sigh knowing the pleasure you take from the hot pain.  I kiss you again, and then lower My lips to your hard nipples, sucking them into My mouth in turn. 

I raise the candle and slowly allow the wax to cool slightly before it drips onto your breastbone; the hot liquid running down to your throat, burning and singeing as it does.  Quickly I add an ice cube to the wax, chilling it immediately. You flinch and moan loudly from the two extremes of heat and cold.  I wipe the cooling wax from you quickly, not allowing it to harden too much, before moving to a nipple and pouring the wax again from a height allowing it to cool a little.  You flinch again from the pain, and immediately I place another ice cube on the hot wax. This time I hold it until the wax cools and hardens, the melting ice chilling you as it runs down your breast.  I move to your other breast and repeat the wax and ice. As before, your body constricts from the heat and cold so close together.  This time I leave the wax on you, deciding to remove it later.

I lift the candle again; this time holding it over your pussy before carefully pouring the wax. This shocks you, as W/we have only used wax on your breasts before now. Carefully I aim the wax to the side of your pussy lips, knowing that is may be a step too far for you. Again I take the ice and chill you. Once more the dual sensation causes you to flinch and moan.  I place an ice cube directly on your clitoris. This instant shock sends you over the edge once again and you cum loudly, a scream of lust and joy escaping your throat.

I hold you as your climax takes you, kissing you softly on your forehead. As the waves of your passion recede, your raise your head to Me and W/we kiss, our tongues reaching into one another’s mouths, wrestling in passion.  I pull My mouth from yours. 

“Are you ready for the final item little one?” I ask