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bluesinnn -> ANd in the Darkness, bind me... (10/28/2004 8:06:10 PM)
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~*~Edit: I have to say that this is entirely from my imagination, no I have not done it, no, I don't know it this is acurate, but it really sounds fun!~*~
The lights fade away with the lowering of the silk, the feel of it like cool water slipping over her heated cheeks, cooling the blush. Her skin feels more now, with her vision gone, her skin raises in a rush of cool air as a draft reaches her. Silk wrapps one wrist, pulling it high over her head, then the other until she's stretched on her toes like a dancer.
Delicate breasts, taunt with her long body, and belly flat as she sways to balance. Nothing and everything happens. The air itself plays with her. Heated winds carress her, then cool soothing drifts of relief. Both make her tremble. She gasps as silk brushes against the arch of her feet, making her insides flutter. She sucks her bottom lip between her teeth and hopes it comes back. This time warm, the silk wrapps around her slim ankles and carresses them as it tightens around them in an embrace to secure her. The muscles of her calves and thighs tighten as it becomes harder to balance, making them quake.
A warm caress of air makes her shiver and moan quietly. Cooler silk slides across her breasts, slipping under them and around her back, and is pulled tight, the knot hard against her back. It slipps between her arms and over her shoulders. A warm finger pulls the silk and ties it between her breasts, making her shiver at this first feel of humanity in the darkness.
Cold air blows across her nipples, driving them to tighten and stand hard at attention. The gasp that escapes as hot liquid spills over them is loud and trails into a moan. The hot fire on her breasts cools, hardens and she realizes it is hot wax. She imagines it as white, white against the darker color of her flesh.
In a sudden unexpected rush that makes her gasp, the silk at her ankles pulls her legs out from under her, forcing her taunt arms to hold her upright. Moments pass, lasting forever longer than it must be, before she feels the silk tighten and take the wieght as she hangs from them. The pain lessens in her arms as her legs take more of the wieght and her nose touches her knees.
Panting as her body is exposed and openned to any that stood in front of her, she shivers and moans quietly. Silence fills the air around her, nothing but her own breathing reaches her ears. The ache in her arms grows as time begins to stand still. Minutes, hours, or seconds? She can only guess and drifts through the darkness.
Slowly, sound gentlely begins to drift through the air. It grows until she can recongize it as the sound of rain. The wind chiming begin to sing, playing with the melody of water. Cold wettness beginns to drip on her exposed clit and she instinctively arches with a little gasp. Just when she thinks she can take no more of the freezing tempature rolling over her cunt and anus, she's set on fire as hot molten wax dripps and coats her throbbing clit. It hardens, tightening around the nub. "Oh god..." Her head is tipped back and her darkness trapping her in such sweet torture.
As the wax that she sees in her mind's eye as white hardens and cools, silk wrapps her thighs to her chest. Warm and cool in turns, it tights her hanging body to itself with caresses and firm tugs. Knots form between her legs spreading them enough to leaver her exposed cunt visible.
A pair of warm hands gentlely carresses her bottom, making her moan. Stroking and carressing the curves from her hips to her thighs in long slow motions that soothed her nerves. Then another pair, colder and smaller, made her gasp as they slid from behind and gripped her breasts, squeezing her wax coated nipples hard enough to crumple the wax. The tight confines between her breast and thighs made her moan as the hands pushed hard against her breasts to work at her nipples. All four hands vanished into the darkness and she hung, listening to the rain.
The silk around her ribs restricted her breathing, and made her heart race a little faster. The intensity of the first flash of pain across the back of her thighs, unexpected and stinging, made her cry out and whimper. But she found her voice, forcing herself to bring it forth even though all she could think was, 'it has to be a cane', and whispered, "Thank You, Sir, may i have another?" A chuckle drifted to her ears and she realized it was a woman on the other end of the switch. But the pain came, exploding through her exposed bottom and making her mind blank out for a moment before she forced herself to say it again. The next explosion crumbled the wax from her clit and she arched her back. "Thank You, Sir, may i have another?" Over and over, the lashing came, the sting intense and pushing her mind to a hieghts she feared to fall from in the darkness.
The lashing stopped, and cool ice touched the welts, melting and running over her thighs as the tears trailed over her cheeks. She shivered and moaned.
Slowly, the silk that engulfed her chest slid away, sliding over her heated skin. Then her feet gentlely touched the floor...the floor that to her had disappeared a long long time ago. Still, her legs would not hold her and her arms arched from holding her up. Strong arms surrounded her, lifting her as her arms were released and left helplessly, crying out as the pain flared in her shoulders. Gentle words soothed her as the bindings left her tingling ankles and wrists. Once again, her feet left the floor as he carried her away. The silk fell away from her eyes as blankets wrapped around her and sweet nothings whispered into her ear.
A smile played across her face as she opened her eyes and she started to giggle.
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