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(Candle Holder, continued...)
Monique’s ass was high in the air, pillows boosting her up so her pussy was pointing almost straight up. Ropes wrapped her body like spider’s silk on prey. She was helpless and held in place, at Aaron’s mercy.
The room was lit by candles, the warm light giving everything a golden glow. Monique’s skin was glowing in the light, making her look somehow magical and ethereal. As she waited her anticipation grew, as did her arousal. Her pussy lips were open and her hot waiting slit dripped cum that ran down her belly and made the carpet under her wet. She was ready.
Aaron touched her and she jumped. Having expected to hear his approach she was taken by surprise when he was just there beside her. The feel of his leather clad fingers stroking her sent shivers through her whole body. She purred in response and she could actually feel him smiling at her.
His fingers traced down her body to her waist and gently caressed her hips. Pausing for a moment he pulled at one of the ropes and it allowed her legs to spread slightly and in so doing, opened her pussy up more. Her juices dripped out of her and tickled down her skin.
Monique heard him doing something and then felt a strange sensation. Something rough and cylindrical was being teasingly placed between her pussy lips. It was not thick and felt warm. It was not until Aaron began to slide it into her that she realized it was a taper candle, one of the long candles that lit the room.
Moaning as the long wax base of the candle penetrated her, Monique trembled at not only the sensation but also the thought of the humiliation of being fucked by household objects. As Aaron slid it into her further, her body shook with a small climax and he paused until she was done and then wiggled the candle a little in her.
“Clamp your pussy closed, hold this tightly.” His voice was smooth and deep like chocolate.
“Yes, Sir,” she responded but he touched her lips with a leather covered finger.
“Shhhhh just do don’t say.” Again the voice washed over her and made her wish she could taste his words. They were delicious.
“Hold it tightly, no matter what,” he said and Monique knew enough to just do it and not ask why.
As she clenched her pussy tightly around the candle he began to play with her ass, slowly using one finger to tease all around her hole and then tickle her until she could barely keep the candle up. “Careful,” he said. “That candle is lit my dear you really don’t want to drop it.”
“Oh my God!” Monique thought. It was lit? She had a lit candle in her pussy, the idea of where it would go if not kept up sunk in and she clenched her pussy tighter. She trembled slightly and that small wiggle was enough to dislodge some of the liquid wax. It ran down the shaft of the candle and the hot wax spilled over her pussy lips. She cried out but held it tightly still.
“Good girl,” he said and she smiled. Those words would inspire her to walk into the flames of hell if he asked.
The second spill of wax was more and it ran down her lips and over her clit. The heat was so intense she came without any warning. Monique’s body shook and more wax spilled onto her pussy but still she held the candle up. Finally she recovered and lay there trembling and holding the taper in her pussy like a good girl.
Again she could feel Aaron smiling at her as she lay there and she smiled in return. His finger went back to playing with her asshole, only this time he was rubbing slippery lubricant all over it and sliding his finger into her, greasing her up.
Monique shook as she realized what would be next and was not surprised really when the second candle was pressed against her tight asshole and slowly worked into her. He was so gentle as he slid it deeper into her ass, filling her up and making her feel almost like she would split from both holes being full, even with the candles being slim.