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Part 6
It was Monday when she saw Edwin again, She, went in the busy shop and gave him an envelope with a christmas card, and a brown envelope, saying “your mail Mr Tomas, sorry its late it took a little thought, and persuasion,” and Edwin found he was watching her arse wistfully, as she was leaving him with his customers! The weather was horrible and with only a week to christmas eve, it was a dreary time, brightened only by the buying of presents for brothers, their partners, Tim`s mum, Edwin and one-another.
Christmas being on the Tuesday, so on the Sunday they visited both brothers, Fred was at sea with the boat again, they didn’t envy him that on this cold blustery day, but his intended gave them tea and the prettily wrapped presents, in exchange for theirs, and just as they were leaving, in came Fred, all Boyed up at the latest rescue and the thought of a job well done. He kissed her tasting of caked salt, and happy he was home they set of for Francis`s place
Here the same routine was enacted, Fran`s wife a jolly soul filling them with cake and tea. The bus took them to his mothers, this was the one they had not been looking forward too, neither of them liking her choice of new hubby, however they went through the motions, and his step dad offered them a lift home as he was going on night duty, so deciding he couldn’t have been all bad they happily returned home.
There was a card lent against the step obviously from Edwin, it said “thank you, I shall leave the choice of nails and wood to you both, it was signed Edwin, and a row of xxxx
Tim smiled, tomorrow they would go to a hard-wear store, and it was up to her.
Christmas eve, shops open, drizzle, no white christmas here this year…again! They walked to the town centre, collected bread, and milk then dropped into the hard-wear shop, purchased a short length of 2x4inch wood, a claw hammer, a cheap dog-lead and Then to the surprise of the assistant a selection of wire nails 2, 6inch, 2 four inch and a couple of 2”.saying it was a christmas present So surprised was he that he gave them the wood and the nails! On the way home, she whispered to Tim that she had found buying the items knowing why and where they were destined a big turn on. So, on their return after putting the milk in the fridge they were quickly in bed, he paying particular attention to her nipples and breasts.
It was most satisfying, they awoke to an everchanging light show on the ceiling the prom lights dancing in the now blustery and strengthening wind.
They had a meal, wrapped the hammer addressing it to Edwin, and enjoyed the evening, her baking mince pies and so on, to all intentional purposes a ‘normal’ family.
They awoke at breakfast time, Edwin appearing at ten as arranged, he had with him a parcel, a bottle of champagne and that bulging sports bag. The ate their toast drank tea and opened presents, she had a pretty scarf and perfume, a box of chocolates and from Tim a pretty if expensive broach, he in turn receiving book tokens, socks, a nice thick jacket from Flo and the usual smellies. There guest receiving a bottle of his favourite scotch and a claw hammer, the significance of which he knew full well. In return he gave them a laptop computer, way more than they could have dreamed of, it knocked them out, but he said, it was in his words ‘so they could get some erotic ideas!’
The morning soon passed, dinner cooking sending them hungry with the smells.
In her note of acceptance, the content of that brown envelope she had delivered, it had been most specific, she was to be nailed at six pm and for the next few hours she was his to play with as he wished, Tim to be secured where he could see. the stipulation being that he Edwin must be naked throughout everything that was done, she was to be used and with no mercy just as Tim presented her to him, but he was at liberty to tear or cut the clothing from her as he wished. complete with the attached block of wood but, she was to be released before midnight, or he could not then stay the night with them both, using her alternately with Tim just for simple sex.
Thus, as they sat to eat and then digest the lovely meal, the sight of that small saucepan of nails on the stove, boiling then simmering to elevate any infection, or contamination, as it passed through her body had her stomach churning nervously as she bravely tackled the turkey.
By two it was all over, dinner eaten plates washed feet up in front of the telly, the queen addressed the snoring nation, and by five most folk were thinking about tea, though not in this house. Edwin banned to the kitchen as Tim was changing into the clothes, she had asked him to wear as was the main course which he was to prepare, his consisted of just a tea shirt, hers knickers and no top, no stockings, no bra, but the collar and the cuffs arms behind her back the short extensions in use. He secured only the left, then the final item in the bedroom, was the leather strap around her throat, Tim gently tightening the thing a hole at a time until she stopped him kissed him then said three more holes will probably kill me before midnight, so just two my lover and only remove it if I tell you too or I am dieing
Again, they kissed the clock pointed to a few minutes to six and as he fitted the lead and she picked up the short wooden beam. It was time
She and nodded to Tim who shot her a glance said its still not too late, then at her shake of the head, decisively opened the kitchen door and led her to the table and her master for the night.
He presented her lead to a naked Edwin, who already sported an iron stiff tool.
He had her stand at the table, then using the fluffy handcuffs secured Tim his arms clamped firmly to the arms of a carver dining chair placed at the far table end so every tiny detail of the thing he could see especially her facial expressions.
Tonight she would call Edwin, master and she did so now saying “Here is my block master,” as she gave him the wooden beam, which he placed on the table, “Please master, secure me to it in anyway you wish and using the nails of your choice, I am yours till satisfied or midnight, to abuse just exactly as you wish do not spare me and please gag me if I am too loud for you. my partner may protest, but if he does gag him also, as I wish you to enjoy my extreme pain and your enjoyment of giving it!”
Both men were by now open mouthed, but Edwin carried on and secured the second wrist then fetched the low stool Tim used for resting his feet on, this he placed at the opposite end of the table to Tim and placed a cushion to fetch her to the height of the table, slid her in tight to the table top and gently lifted her soft breasts till they lay on the beam. From his bag he fetched the needles, long surgical thin, steel ones showed her them, then breaking one from the sealed package placed it behind her left nipple, her terrified eyes told him that she knew what to expect and he without any hesitation he plunged the tip through the skin with gusto. Cramming and ramming the steel intruder through the soft meat till it struck then entered the wood
Her scream, was loud and long. Before it was finished the second was aligned at the other nipple, as suddenly as the first it was in, through and the wood had another steel invader. Her scream was prolonged a sort of loud moan, Tim`s tool stiff now as he watched his partner absorbing the pain.
“Now miss you didn’t expect those did you?” She shook her head tears running down her red face now trails of mascara dribbling and enhancing the effect as she knew it would when she put it on for just this reason.
That miss, was to keep your lovely tits still while I nail them securely to that beam, you have been kind enough to procure 6inch nails at worse, and 2inch at best, now I don’t want to get over the top about it so I`m going to use these 4inch ones to start, so make yourself ready, but be warned if you later shake them loose, it will be those big boys, make no mistake!
She managed a “yes master thank you master” but any onlooker could tell she was terrified, the thin needles had been enough. He fetched a tea towel and with that and a strap he gagged her, then taking a nail from the saucepan, now long cold, he placed the tip to the right of her right nipple her eyes like saucers, her breathing hard before with the ligature, it was very heavy now, whistling through the nose like a breeze in grand canyon feeling that metal tip pressing against the skin, pre-empting the strike of the new hammer
The hammer swung, Tim`s eyes automatically shut as the hammer struck the nail-head and even through the gag her involuntary scream was short and loud as the metal was propelled down through the meat, and on into the wood. Her body jerked away making the pain worse. She quickly returned the heavy wood to rest on the table again.
He reached for the second nail and slowly letting her regain her composure he positioned this one to the left of the left nipple and waited, looking deep into her eyes as he waited, till finally she nodded her assent, instantly that hammer raised and returned with a bang again the agony of the metal spike driving down through the soft breast meat, pushing aside milk ducts, nerves, skin, and all in its way, then bursting out into the dense wood. Her body jerking back once more and the wood this time, coming with her, supported by both breasts.
Red hot pain shot through the tender teats, and her voice heard once again with a muffled cry.
This time Tim had managed to keep his eyes on his partners face, he saw pain, and discomfort from the lack of air, but he could see something else in her eyes than tears, there was that something, satisfaction perhaps, or bravado, who knows, but he knew it was something he could never give her. no matter how long or hard he tried he could not inflict the pain she so obviously needed, but equally he knew he had never loved her so much and that he would be hers for ever.
At her masters instruction she stayed in that position for a few moments, while he removed the gag, she gladly sucked in gulps of air having come oh so close to passing out.
Refreshed now he had her stand, laughing madly as she raised the wooden weight with a sound of another strangled cry. the pain must have been terrible, but she began to smile. From his bag came the little multi-strand whip, he said “I am now going to use this little cat to bring you to the boil missy” he smiled her eyes never leaving his as he added, “no point from your neck down, will be safe, and when your ready …you, he emphasized, the you, are the only one who knows just the correct moment to receive the final strokes to assist you over the top”
He paused;
“I will strike you hard and intimately until you ask me to stop. Forget not that your mine tonight, and if you start those last strokes early it will be the worse for you, I will be using you hard regardless.”
Tim looked on unsure what these two were hatching. The bed sitting room door was open, she carefully took her place in the centre of the room trying carefully not to swing the block as she moved, knowing he could attack her from any side here. she stood waiting patiently for the blows she knew would come.
He started at her shoulders, lash after lash, pinkish red marks showing the position of each landed stroke, she said little silently looking upwards, so he could get to her chest across the tightly stretched breasts with that beam hanging from her teats by the nails. Her face now red once again… the strokes were consistent, regular and light, as he moved around her body, being careful not to hit the beam. On his second pass she suddenly changed her stance, till now she had stood, legs closed at pains not to move for him or herself we shall never know, but she was trembling with the effort of keeping her stance. Now she rapidly opened her legs, standing astride as he was behind her he too changed his stance, the lash came upwards now between her legs striking her sex, as he had promised, hard, and fetching from her grunts as each stroke made its mark, luckily on the wet panties she was wearing.
Again, suddenly the strokes stopped, she had squeezed her legs together her sign to him she had cum, a massive orgasm bending her forward in a spasm that swung the beam causing her even more pain.
The whip now disguarded, he fetched a thick old-fashioned table cloth from the bag, he spread it over the bed, returning to Tim, by now a thunderstruck Tim who had never witnessed such an orgasm, released he was now fetched to the bed end, a metal Victorian style bed where he was rapidly attached to the rail. Facing the bed itself. By now she had re-gained her posture.
He had her lay on the bed, ,head at the foot end moving her hand as he did so, so that she lay on her back her hands apart above her head secured but with enough slack for her fingers to intertwine with Tim`s, their faces only a foot or more apart, able at last to make contact with eyes and voice, though they simply lay just finding little to say. waiting his next hideous move.
Edwin returned with a lit candle a cold part used candle and a carving knife, the candles she recognised as the long and tapering, a red christmas candle from the table decoration. The beam lay on her trunk her nipples on its solid bulk, obvious targets but he ignored them, parked the lit candle on the coffee table, lay the cold one beside it, then taking the knife slid its blade between her legs sharp side towards her body. her eyes wide she opened her legs trying to move away, from the sharp blade, he laughed, whispered, trust me, then with a quick flick of his wrist cut the thin wet materiel from her back side to the top of her crease the blade not touching her tender skin once. He swapped the cold candle for the knife, slipping the base into her body, deep into her body leaving just a couple of inches visible. “now missy hot wax…” she had had to open her legs so he lit the protruding candle, she had to be bandy legged to avoid the flame, . “now missy, for this game, pee if you have any in your bladder can extinguish that flame but be warned get the timing right or the flame will not be extinguished, do it too early and you will run out of pee, too late and the hair will go up first and your clit should follow if I was feeling really sadistic!
He then turned his attention to dripping wax onto her nipples. She was between the devil and the deep blue sea, should she miss time her blast of water at the flame, or twitch and scream at the pain of her nipples. The judgement of Soliman, by now her nipples were two blobs of wax, tiny mountains of hot and uncomfortable wax
Though the lower layers insulating her from the newer drip. Over the block of wood and the nipples laid flat as she was she could only just see the tip of the other flame, Tim, she had to rely on Tim, she said to her partner that” it was up to him, tell me when Tim I can`t see, too late and it will blister my clit and that will be the end of your joy tonight and perhaps mine for ever…!”
By now the other candle was out, nipped by Edwin, as he watched the flame grow closer and closer to her vital organs. Drips of hot wax running down the underside of the projecting red shaft, touching and dripping onto the tender strip twix back and front orifices, she knew that the drips would soon track to her anal ring, and he the sadistic bastard was gloating. Tim croaked “now sweety now piss now”, the straining woman desperately trying to pee, but she had toileted when she awoke, and the well was still dry, she strained, strained again, a first stray single hair flared and vanished in a splash of bright colour, to pee she must pee… Edwin leant in and nipped the flame out laughing as she cursed him.
Tim stood his stiff tool through the bars of the bed, she felt it above her against her hair, so she tilted her head managing to take his helmet into her mouth
He laughed, the long red taper was removed, then he climbed on the bed and replaced it with his own taper, together the couple rose to the moment, her hips rising to meet his, and it was soon over unusually three big orgasms at one time.
They lay sated Tim `s fingers tight in hers as she had risen then passed the crest of the waves. It was an added bonus, her face red again from her lack of oxygen. As she lay gasping for normality.
Edwin released her, then Tim holding the beam and leading her by it back to the table flakes of cold candle falling, from both breasts and crutch as she shuffled to the table. She retook her seat, easing the beam down onto the surface with a look of relief. Edwin while Tim held her still. Used the hammer to good effect placing a small door wedge beside the breast then levering the nail from the breast. It was not a comfortable removal causing her to groan as the thig passed on its return journey.
Next the first needle, then the second and finally the second nail. Again, each retracted pin a pain on its journey. It was over, Tim sat with her about to remove the ligature, when Edwin stopped him, pointed to the clock, then said, “not yet …” then to her he said, “another whipping perhaps missy?”
She smiled, she had said till he was satisfied, or midnight she felt duty bound.
It was another case of Tim`s amazement, free from the restrictions of the block she stood, removed the remains of her cut underclothes, took a short drink from her forgotten wine, then winking and blowing him a kiss she stood mid bedroom smiling and awaiting her masters wonderful whip. She was incorrigible, unstoppable she was his Flo, and he knew they would soon be wed.
It was Monday when she saw Edwin again, She, went in the busy shop and gave him an envelope with a christmas card, and a brown envelope, saying “your mail Mr Tomas, sorry its late it took a little thought, and persuasion,” and Edwin found he was watching her arse wistfully, as she was leaving him with his customers! The weather was horrible and with only a week to christmas eve, it was a dreary time, brightened only by the buying of presents for brothers, their partners, Tim`s mum, Edwin and one-another.
Christmas being on the Tuesday, so on the Sunday they visited both brothers, Fred was at sea with the boat again, they didn’t envy him that on this cold blustery day, but his intended gave them tea and the prettily wrapped presents, in exchange for theirs, and just as they were leaving, in came Fred, all Boyed up at the latest rescue and the thought of a job well done. He kissed her tasting of caked salt, and happy he was home they set of for Francis`s place
Here the same routine was enacted, Fran`s wife a jolly soul filling them with cake and tea. The bus took them to his mothers, this was the one they had not been looking forward too, neither of them liking her choice of new hubby, however they went through the motions, and his step dad offered them a lift home as he was going on night duty, so deciding he couldn’t have been all bad they happily returned home.
There was a card lent against the step obviously from Edwin, it said “thank you, I shall leave the choice of nails and wood to you both, it was signed Edwin, and a row of xxxx
Tim smiled, tomorrow they would go to a hard-wear store, and it was up to her.
Christmas eve, shops open, drizzle, no white christmas here this year…again! They walked to the town centre, collected bread, and milk then dropped into the hard-wear shop, purchased a short length of 2x4inch wood, a claw hammer, a cheap dog-lead and Then to the surprise of the assistant a selection of wire nails 2, 6inch, 2 four inch and a couple of 2”.saying it was a christmas present So surprised was he that he gave them the wood and the nails! On the way home, she whispered to Tim that she had found buying the items knowing why and where they were destined a big turn on. So, on their return after putting the milk in the fridge they were quickly in bed, he paying particular attention to her nipples and breasts.
It was most satisfying, they awoke to an everchanging light show on the ceiling the prom lights dancing in the now blustery and strengthening wind.
They had a meal, wrapped the hammer addressing it to Edwin, and enjoyed the evening, her baking mince pies and so on, to all intentional purposes a ‘normal’ family.
They awoke at breakfast time, Edwin appearing at ten as arranged, he had with him a parcel, a bottle of champagne and that bulging sports bag. The ate their toast drank tea and opened presents, she had a pretty scarf and perfume, a box of chocolates and from Tim a pretty if expensive broach, he in turn receiving book tokens, socks, a nice thick jacket from Flo and the usual smellies. There guest receiving a bottle of his favourite scotch and a claw hammer, the significance of which he knew full well. In return he gave them a laptop computer, way more than they could have dreamed of, it knocked them out, but he said, it was in his words ‘so they could get some erotic ideas!’
The morning soon passed, dinner cooking sending them hungry with the smells.
In her note of acceptance, the content of that brown envelope she had delivered, it had been most specific, she was to be nailed at six pm and for the next few hours she was his to play with as he wished, Tim to be secured where he could see. the stipulation being that he Edwin must be naked throughout everything that was done, she was to be used and with no mercy just as Tim presented her to him, but he was at liberty to tear or cut the clothing from her as he wished. complete with the attached block of wood but, she was to be released before midnight, or he could not then stay the night with them both, using her alternately with Tim just for simple sex.
Thus, as they sat to eat and then digest the lovely meal, the sight of that small saucepan of nails on the stove, boiling then simmering to elevate any infection, or contamination, as it passed through her body had her stomach churning nervously as she bravely tackled the turkey.
By two it was all over, dinner eaten plates washed feet up in front of the telly, the queen addressed the snoring nation, and by five most folk were thinking about tea, though not in this house. Edwin banned to the kitchen as Tim was changing into the clothes, she had asked him to wear as was the main course which he was to prepare, his consisted of just a tea shirt, hers knickers and no top, no stockings, no bra, but the collar and the cuffs arms behind her back the short extensions in use. He secured only the left, then the final item in the bedroom, was the leather strap around her throat, Tim gently tightening the thing a hole at a time until she stopped him kissed him then said three more holes will probably kill me before midnight, so just two my lover and only remove it if I tell you too or I am dieing
Again, they kissed the clock pointed to a few minutes to six and as he fitted the lead and she picked up the short wooden beam. It was time
She and nodded to Tim who shot her a glance said its still not too late, then at her shake of the head, decisively opened the kitchen door and led her to the table and her master for the night.
He presented her lead to a naked Edwin, who already sported an iron stiff tool.
He had her stand at the table, then using the fluffy handcuffs secured Tim his arms clamped firmly to the arms of a carver dining chair placed at the far table end so every tiny detail of the thing he could see especially her facial expressions.
Tonight she would call Edwin, master and she did so now saying “Here is my block master,” as she gave him the wooden beam, which he placed on the table, “Please master, secure me to it in anyway you wish and using the nails of your choice, I am yours till satisfied or midnight, to abuse just exactly as you wish do not spare me and please gag me if I am too loud for you. my partner may protest, but if he does gag him also, as I wish you to enjoy my extreme pain and your enjoyment of giving it!”
Both men were by now open mouthed, but Edwin carried on and secured the second wrist then fetched the low stool Tim used for resting his feet on, this he placed at the opposite end of the table to Tim and placed a cushion to fetch her to the height of the table, slid her in tight to the table top and gently lifted her soft breasts till they lay on the beam. From his bag he fetched the needles, long surgical thin, steel ones showed her them, then breaking one from the sealed package placed it behind her left nipple, her terrified eyes told him that she knew what to expect and he without any hesitation he plunged the tip through the skin with gusto. Cramming and ramming the steel intruder through the soft meat till it struck then entered the wood
Her scream, was loud and long. Before it was finished the second was aligned at the other nipple, as suddenly as the first it was in, through and the wood had another steel invader. Her scream was prolonged a sort of loud moan, Tim`s tool stiff now as he watched his partner absorbing the pain.
“Now miss you didn’t expect those did you?” She shook her head tears running down her red face now trails of mascara dribbling and enhancing the effect as she knew it would when she put it on for just this reason.
That miss, was to keep your lovely tits still while I nail them securely to that beam, you have been kind enough to procure 6inch nails at worse, and 2inch at best, now I don’t want to get over the top about it so I`m going to use these 4inch ones to start, so make yourself ready, but be warned if you later shake them loose, it will be those big boys, make no mistake!
She managed a “yes master thank you master” but any onlooker could tell she was terrified, the thin needles had been enough. He fetched a tea towel and with that and a strap he gagged her, then taking a nail from the saucepan, now long cold, he placed the tip to the right of her right nipple her eyes like saucers, her breathing hard before with the ligature, it was very heavy now, whistling through the nose like a breeze in grand canyon feeling that metal tip pressing against the skin, pre-empting the strike of the new hammer
The hammer swung, Tim`s eyes automatically shut as the hammer struck the nail-head and even through the gag her involuntary scream was short and loud as the metal was propelled down through the meat, and on into the wood. Her body jerked away making the pain worse. She quickly returned the heavy wood to rest on the table again.
He reached for the second nail and slowly letting her regain her composure he positioned this one to the left of the left nipple and waited, looking deep into her eyes as he waited, till finally she nodded her assent, instantly that hammer raised and returned with a bang again the agony of the metal spike driving down through the soft breast meat, pushing aside milk ducts, nerves, skin, and all in its way, then bursting out into the dense wood. Her body jerking back once more and the wood this time, coming with her, supported by both breasts.
Red hot pain shot through the tender teats, and her voice heard once again with a muffled cry.
This time Tim had managed to keep his eyes on his partners face, he saw pain, and discomfort from the lack of air, but he could see something else in her eyes than tears, there was that something, satisfaction perhaps, or bravado, who knows, but he knew it was something he could never give her. no matter how long or hard he tried he could not inflict the pain she so obviously needed, but equally he knew he had never loved her so much and that he would be hers for ever.
At her masters instruction she stayed in that position for a few moments, while he removed the gag, she gladly sucked in gulps of air having come oh so close to passing out.
Refreshed now he had her stand, laughing madly as she raised the wooden weight with a sound of another strangled cry. the pain must have been terrible, but she began to smile. From his bag came the little multi-strand whip, he said “I am now going to use this little cat to bring you to the boil missy” he smiled her eyes never leaving his as he added, “no point from your neck down, will be safe, and when your ready …you, he emphasized, the you, are the only one who knows just the correct moment to receive the final strokes to assist you over the top”
He paused;
“I will strike you hard and intimately until you ask me to stop. Forget not that your mine tonight, and if you start those last strokes early it will be the worse for you, I will be using you hard regardless.”
Tim looked on unsure what these two were hatching. The bed sitting room door was open, she carefully took her place in the centre of the room trying carefully not to swing the block as she moved, knowing he could attack her from any side here. she stood waiting patiently for the blows she knew would come.
He started at her shoulders, lash after lash, pinkish red marks showing the position of each landed stroke, she said little silently looking upwards, so he could get to her chest across the tightly stretched breasts with that beam hanging from her teats by the nails. Her face now red once again… the strokes were consistent, regular and light, as he moved around her body, being careful not to hit the beam. On his second pass she suddenly changed her stance, till now she had stood, legs closed at pains not to move for him or herself we shall never know, but she was trembling with the effort of keeping her stance. Now she rapidly opened her legs, standing astride as he was behind her he too changed his stance, the lash came upwards now between her legs striking her sex, as he had promised, hard, and fetching from her grunts as each stroke made its mark, luckily on the wet panties she was wearing.
Again, suddenly the strokes stopped, she had squeezed her legs together her sign to him she had cum, a massive orgasm bending her forward in a spasm that swung the beam causing her even more pain.
The whip now disguarded, he fetched a thick old-fashioned table cloth from the bag, he spread it over the bed, returning to Tim, by now a thunderstruck Tim who had never witnessed such an orgasm, released he was now fetched to the bed end, a metal Victorian style bed where he was rapidly attached to the rail. Facing the bed itself. By now she had re-gained her posture.
He had her lay on the bed, ,head at the foot end moving her hand as he did so, so that she lay on her back her hands apart above her head secured but with enough slack for her fingers to intertwine with Tim`s, their faces only a foot or more apart, able at last to make contact with eyes and voice, though they simply lay just finding little to say. waiting his next hideous move.
Edwin returned with a lit candle a cold part used candle and a carving knife, the candles she recognised as the long and tapering, a red christmas candle from the table decoration. The beam lay on her trunk her nipples on its solid bulk, obvious targets but he ignored them, parked the lit candle on the coffee table, lay the cold one beside it, then taking the knife slid its blade between her legs sharp side towards her body. her eyes wide she opened her legs trying to move away, from the sharp blade, he laughed, whispered, trust me, then with a quick flick of his wrist cut the thin wet materiel from her back side to the top of her crease the blade not touching her tender skin once. He swapped the cold candle for the knife, slipping the base into her body, deep into her body leaving just a couple of inches visible. “now missy hot wax…” she had had to open her legs so he lit the protruding candle, she had to be bandy legged to avoid the flame, . “now missy, for this game, pee if you have any in your bladder can extinguish that flame but be warned get the timing right or the flame will not be extinguished, do it too early and you will run out of pee, too late and the hair will go up first and your clit should follow if I was feeling really sadistic!
He then turned his attention to dripping wax onto her nipples. She was between the devil and the deep blue sea, should she miss time her blast of water at the flame, or twitch and scream at the pain of her nipples. The judgement of Soliman, by now her nipples were two blobs of wax, tiny mountains of hot and uncomfortable wax
Though the lower layers insulating her from the newer drip. Over the block of wood and the nipples laid flat as she was she could only just see the tip of the other flame, Tim, she had to rely on Tim, she said to her partner that” it was up to him, tell me when Tim I can`t see, too late and it will blister my clit and that will be the end of your joy tonight and perhaps mine for ever…!”
By now the other candle was out, nipped by Edwin, as he watched the flame grow closer and closer to her vital organs. Drips of hot wax running down the underside of the projecting red shaft, touching and dripping onto the tender strip twix back and front orifices, she knew that the drips would soon track to her anal ring, and he the sadistic bastard was gloating. Tim croaked “now sweety now piss now”, the straining woman desperately trying to pee, but she had toileted when she awoke, and the well was still dry, she strained, strained again, a first stray single hair flared and vanished in a splash of bright colour, to pee she must pee… Edwin leant in and nipped the flame out laughing as she cursed him.
Tim stood his stiff tool through the bars of the bed, she felt it above her against her hair, so she tilted her head managing to take his helmet into her mouth
He laughed, the long red taper was removed, then he climbed on the bed and replaced it with his own taper, together the couple rose to the moment, her hips rising to meet his, and it was soon over unusually three big orgasms at one time.
They lay sated Tim `s fingers tight in hers as she had risen then passed the crest of the waves. It was an added bonus, her face red again from her lack of oxygen. As she lay gasping for normality.
Edwin released her, then Tim holding the beam and leading her by it back to the table flakes of cold candle falling, from both breasts and crutch as she shuffled to the table. She retook her seat, easing the beam down onto the surface with a look of relief. Edwin while Tim held her still. Used the hammer to good effect placing a small door wedge beside the breast then levering the nail from the breast. It was not a comfortable removal causing her to groan as the thig passed on its return journey.
Next the first needle, then the second and finally the second nail. Again, each retracted pin a pain on its journey. It was over, Tim sat with her about to remove the ligature, when Edwin stopped him, pointed to the clock, then said, “not yet …” then to her he said, “another whipping perhaps missy?”
She smiled, she had said till he was satisfied, or midnight she felt duty bound.
It was another case of Tim`s amazement, free from the restrictions of the block she stood, removed the remains of her cut underclothes, took a short drink from her forgotten wine, then winking and blowing him a kiss she stood mid bedroom smiling and awaiting her masters wonderful whip. She was incorrigible, unstoppable she was his Flo, and he knew they would soon be wed.
Virginia
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