Vivian and the 50 Wax Drippings

Hot splatter on left buttcheek, teasing her in slow drops. It circled wide, wide, narrow narrow in a swirl until her whole cheek was a splattering of wax drops. There was nothing as she waited for them to splatter her tongue. Someone took her hair, gathering it they pulled her upright until her tongue was out right and she was forced hard into an arch. They let go but her hair stayed. That's when she realised they'd tied her hair to one of the chain loops forcing her to stay arched. Wax dropped on her tongue, weighing it down further. It was pressing into her chin no longer able to stay up but that didn't seem to matter. Twenty-five.

A hand reached down and lifted her left tit sideways. Hot wax splattered on it and she moaned around her stuck tongue. Damn she liked that too much. The way it splattered and cooled on her tit. They dropped it back down and moved around to send heat across the side of her right tit. Angel-light she liked them. A drop on her tongue and they were gone. Twenty-six.

Heat on her back had her arching more, presenting her ass more, up and down her back. Pretty simple, covering her more in wax. Twenty-seven. The back of her knees, she was floating on a pleasure spiral. Twenty-eight. They were close to 30, she would get filled in again, oh god how she wanted to be filled again. Twenty-nine dropped the hot wax on her hair, where it split on her skull surprising her into jerking, yanking on her hair it made her eyes water.

Twenty more to go, would she get to cum? She wondered as twenty-nine left. Could they fuck her from here? She shifted in the sudden stillness. She tried to shift forward so they could reach her vagina. Something invaded her just like she need, and she moaned as it started to fuck her. Oh yes, longer, oh so much longer than last time, she couldn't move this time because of her position but she let her pleasure be known with her choking echoes of pleasure. It left her and she whimpered in sadness but accepted it as it was, a short build to her orgasm only to be denied.

Something flicked her asshole and she jerked, the wax had been peeled away. Something started to invade her ass. "Auuugggghhh" She groaned her displeasure at it pushed itself past her rim and sunk in. Someone tapped it and she jerked crying out blind and deaf as to what was happening. Hot wax dripped around it and they twirled it, getting the wax all over it before pressing in while she whimpered as it cooled. Thirty.

The next person blasted heat on her back but she barely noticed as she struggled to surrender to the sensations. It was overwhelming, she was mostly coated with wax and had something hold into her ass. Her back was already well coated but it wasn't like she could tell them somewhere else. Finally as they dropped their wax on her tongue she relaxed. Thirty-one.

Her right ass cheek became striped while she floated. Thirty-two. Her hips were coated, then her lower back back Thirty-three and Thirty-four. Thirty-five forced her foot up and coated the underside of it pulling her back to earth with a scream of hot foot. She tried to kick them but they held her solidly. The tortured was then applied to her other foot while her tears streamed. The indignity of everything overwhelming her. A wax statue, she chanted calming and relaxing into that sea of floating as the pain released her.

Thirty-six and Thirty-seven covered any part of her back not covered and then her hands pulled her back upright, the ponytail forcing her arch slowly releasing as they raised her once more. Her tired muscles strained to hold her up, they ached so deliciously as she floated in heaven. Her tits ached to be touched the skin underneath aching to be released. Thirty-eight and Thirty-nine covered the empty spots on her front before they forced her to lean back far once more. It was time for her to be fucked once more.

She floated as they started, shoving it into her over and over until she was almost there on a sea of pleasure and then they held it inside her. Dazed she tried to open her eyes but they were sealed shut and she settled once more. Hot heat forced a scream from her as she was pulled from sea of calm with a shock of pain. They dripped hot wax over her entrance sealing in what they'd shoved in her. She screamed and cried bucking her hips as she road the wave of pain and pleasure. Forty.

Tears were constant, the wax kept her sensitive skin covered, and covered she was, there was hardly a spot with access to the air. Hot wax was peeled from her right tit, exposing red sensitive skin. All across her tender flesh it was lifted and peeled away until it was naked and tingling. Then the same was repeated on her left tit. Moments later she found out why as heat burst through it as wax was poured heavily onto her nipple dripping and running down the rest of her tit they didn't hesitate to test the limits of her fire abilities as it rolled down. She arched riding the pain that settled into a more solid tit holder. Something lifted from her nipple, baring it. confusion swirled, had they covered it in something? Whatever it meant her nipple was clear of wax while the rest of it was held in place by basically a wax mold.

Something pressed on the other nipple right before the heat rushed through her and she screamed as well as she could with her tongue held heavily outside her mouth. It coated her tit, hardening into a shell and then the piece was pulled from her nipple leaving it bare to the world. It felt so cold in the middle. A drop was hurriedly dropped on her tongue, splattering the side of her mouth before hitting its tongue candle target twice as they rushed off. Forty-one and unknown to her forty-two, it had been a combined effort.

Heat splattered on her inner thighs, on her calves, but she was floating once more. People peeled off the wax, and rewaxed, she thrashed and moan but it became a blur and finally she reached Fifty.

The ropes were rearranged, Her legs were tied to beams to hold her, a wax statue. Floating, she floated, her entire body having been touched with heat and pleasure. Stuffed with a buttplug and a, unknown to her, a candle. She was a demon, unlike a human it wouldn't damage her or cause an infection. Something pressed the wax on her eyes and then it was peeled away taking some loose eyelashes with it.

Slowly she blinked at the big demon who was smiling at her. The classical music in her ears was removed and she blinked up at him. "Hello Carpenter." A large finger circled her entrance and pressed the candle/dildo further inside her and she made a sound at the demon her eyes dazing. But he'd been breaking the seal of wax and he slowly pulled the candle soaked in her juices out of her cunt. Setting it on a holder they'd sell that later.

His hand moved up gripping her under the chin and moving her from side to side looking at the pile of wax on her tongue. She looked at it too, and noticed something she hadn't known while blind, a wick went up the middle of it. They'd turned her tongue into a candle one drop at a time. Her eyes flew to his. A demonic purr rose from his chest. Oh she was fucked, there was no way they weren't going to light it.

Something pushed at her entrance and her eyes flew to his as she was lowered slowly onto his cock. They'd tied her into almost a swing, her legs spread he had full control and she was soaked. She slid down his huge cock with no problem. The butt plug made her tight but she was turned on from everything that her lube held in for the last 10 people was plenty for him to glide in with no pressure. He chuckled looking down at her, pulled his hands up and wiggled his fingers at her. She clenched around his cock and slide another inch. Oh angel-light, she was so wet he was just sliding in.

It felt so good, he was so huge and so hard, she was so full. "ughlllllllk" but she still couldn't speak. He reached out and someone handed him a nipple clamp with a short chain and weight. She slid down his dick just a little more as her internal muscles relaxed and she slid from weight only. He was soo big. His hand crushed the wax around her tit, squeezing it to hold while he clip on the clamp and she tightened around him once more.

Heaven, she was in heaven. He repeated the torture on her other tit and she slid all the way down, all of his cock was now inside, she could feel his hips pressing against her through the wax. And he sat there, looking down at her with a light in his eyes that was very male, a male that knew he was going to fuck someone all he wanted. Her pussy clenched around him, fuck yes please. This was what she needed in her life.

"Carpenter, here is the deal. I'm going to fuck you hard until that candle burns to your tongue. You may not cum until I've reached 50 strokes." Slowly he lifted her off his cock, letting her feel how empty it made her while she squirmed, flexing in the ropes as much as she could to get him back. All; the way out until he reached her entrance and he held himself there coated in her juice. Fifty, could she hold onto sanity to count?

"Once I've hit fifty you can cum as much as many times as you can until that candle finishes." She nodded at him that she understood and tried to wrap her legs around him to push him back in which put a smirk on his face. He teased her entrance, in and out and she shuddered her eyes rolling back at the pleasure. Oh yes, please, more she wanted to beg but was forced to remain silent.

His hand reached up and a fire lit on his fingertip, his hand dropped from her hips and she fell onto his cock, sliding right down to the base. Oh fucking angel light he was huge and pleasure burst through her. "Two" He spoke gruffly showing how much he enjoyed her pussy. She stared cross eyed as he lit the candle while she was held in place on his cock. ON HIS FUCKING COCK. Her pussy pulsed around him as he lit the candle. A fire demon of some descent then thought left her as he pulled her off his cock and slammed back into her.

"Three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten" He didn't hold back slamming into her over and over while counting and thank the devil because she couldn't. The weighted nipple clamps slammed up and down tugging at her nipples with each thrust. Just when she thought she'd cum he growled, his nails clawed down her right side pulling her back from the edge with the pain. He pulled her back from the edge sending pain that morphed into a wave of pleasure but the edge of orgasm was pushed back.

He continued to count his thrusts and he drug his nails up her thigh the next time she was close. "eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen." His didn't let up his pounding as his nails dug into the wax all over her cracking it, peeling it exposing her skin as he fucked her.

"twenty, twenty-one" She barely heard him but at twenty five he stopped and slammed his hand into her ass. "Don't you fucking dare you whore." She relaxed, tears streaming from the effort to hold it in with the pleasure waves he thrust upon her, literally. She squirmed on him trying to get him to fuck her again but he didn't move, forcing her to come back from the edge.

He started slower this time. "Twenty-six, Twenty-seven, Twenty-eight, Twenty-nine, thirty." She screamed as he pinched her wax covered clit her whole body arching from the pain. But he'd pulled her back from the edge again. Her clit throbbed as she sobbed riding the wave of pain combatting the pleasure of his cock. She missed several words. Then he slowed giving her time to come back and she looked at the candle on her tongue, a fucking candle on her tongue. Embarrassment and humiliation filled her darkness twisting as she realized how much she'd enjoyed every minute of this.

She was debating on being late, will all her deliveries here just to feel this again? Because this would b- Pain erupted from her clit as he pulled her back to the moment and she screamed around the lit candle. It didn't go out though because it was a magic flame. "Forty, forty-one" Oh fuck he was almost, her toes curled breaking some wax. She concentrated on the count as her orgasm built and built, almost, it had been denied so much but he had ordered her to cum after 50 and she surrendered to that order.

He thumbed her clit helping her build it out to actually cum, "forty-five, forty-six, forty-seven, forty-eight" He flipped her, spinning her on his cock like a top while she pulled herself to the place to cum, tightening her muscles, relaxing, feeling the sensation of it. "Forty-nine, fifty" He slammed in over and over, this thumb stroked her clit in this new position her tits flying freely under her.

The weights on her nipples were removed and mouths covered both of them sucking hard and she exploded. Stars, pleasure waves, his cock fucking hard into her keeping those waves going. The mouths on her nipples didn't let up, sucking hard on the now painful nipples and she struggled to escape the pleasure pain but none of them let go and she was thrust over another orgasm edge when he refused to stop thumbing her clit.

Her pussy clenched around him and she bucked uncontrollably. The people on her didn't stop and as she floated down from her orgasm she cried from how sensitive she was, but when she opened her eyes she realized he wasn't going to stop. The candle wasn't quite done, and he kept up his thumb rubbing on her clit. The two heads on her tits didn't let up, plumping up each one to suck and nibble on them.

The flame of the candle hit her tongue, burning until it burned away the chopsticks and the device fell from her and she scream for real as sensation came back to her tongue and she fell over another orgasm cliff into the third consecutive one as he pumped once more and finally came, filling her up while she clenched around him. She thought she'd been floating before but she was floating even more now.

He pumped in and out of her sensitive vagina once while she shuddered around him. The people on her nipples were gone. Ropes were removed and he caught her. Lifting her he wrapped her in his arms. She didn't even know him, he was a stranger but he was taking care of her. After what she'd been through she needed that.

He took her to a private room, and using his flame magic removed the wax, helped her bath, many people gathered and they all laid together in a big napping pile. Vivian smiled, floating in that place bratty subs can find when they are handled properly. Her mind was at peace, her body shivered with each touch but she felt incredible. Thank god she'd delayed on purpose she smiled as she drifted into sleep safe in the mansions halls