The Waxing...part two

as i lay on the table
covered in wax and cum
bound in my place
i know its far from over
my Master will not quit
until i am exhausted
and on my cloud
"beg me slave"
He commands
"please Master,
i beg you
crop the wax off,
please let me cum"
i see the desire in His eyes
as i glance up
"eyes down slave"
"yes Master"
He runs the crop
slowly
over my wax covered body
over my nipples
they are so hard
i shiver
back and forth
across my stomach
He slides it through
my hot wet aching pussy
i test my bonds
but am unable to move
i know He is smiling
"beg slave" He commands
"please Master
i beg you..."
"what are you begging for slave?"
He askes
"please Master
i beg you to crop the wax off"
He slowly methodically begins
the crop raising and falling
with punctuated slaps
on my stomach
across my thighs
wax flies off
in a shower
i struggle
moaning...
panting....
at the wonderful sting
He starts to crop my breasts
very carefully
not to hit my sensitive nipples
until He is ready
i am thrashing now...
begging
i feel the crop snap my nipples
oh my god
i know i need to cum
"please Master,
i beg to cum"
"louder slave"
"please Master,
I beg to cum"
He continues
to crop my nipples and breasts
"cum slave"
He orders
my back arches
and i cry out my pleasure
as i cum
while He still crops my nipples.
"good slave" He whispers
He smiles
and i know
we are not yet done

Nice

Another great read you have talent to draw in the readers and make them feel the excitement of the lifestyle ty :)

nice poem.....now thats what i call subbie space!

Very nice--have you considered entering the Poetry competions here at all, ShyGreenEyedGrl? :)

thanks!