The shop on the corner.

[Luna_Wolf72]

I love the way the wax drips and pools along delicate, pale tan flesh. It becomes a streak, a Picasso painting made of white and honey and whimpers, moans and whispered interjections.

"Yellow!... aahh."

The word is an automatic stop. There is no way I can go from dripping to slowing the drips. That would only layer the pain faster, only make it so that she would have to tell me~RED. So I wait, cool fingertips brushing beside the streaks of white that decorate her skin.

"Ok.. green please.. thank you Kayla."

I smile and resume the steady drips and drops of white wax on heated honey skin. Finally, finally...her back is filled with lines and perfect little circles of wax. I stop...and lean in, inhaling her scent, capturing her essence. I want...to lave each bit of covered flesh with my tongue. I don't.

Better for her if I use the cool rag I have put to the side. That makes much more sense. Plucking the white cotton up, I wipe her back down, cooling the sting and burn. I can hear her low whimpering moans. The pain hasn't overwhelmed, not at all. It has added to, increased, her sensitivity.

"I think I should check your state, pretty X girl of mine."

My empty hand dives between her open thighs and strokes the soft petals of her labia. Wetness coats my fingers and that is blissful. It's a happy making thing. Small slick fingers move upward, opening her lips slightly to tease the engorged bud of flesh hidden by labial folds. Circling...slowly.

"Hm, you are...wet. Ready for the next part, pretty?"

 

[Cheska]

"Hm, you are...wet. Ready for the next part, pretty?"

'Fuck yes!' Deep breath, and softly, a slight whimper in my voice, "Yes Kayla." I can feel myself shiver as she removes her hand, I am so ready for anything.

The cool cloth was a refreshing new sensation, from senual burning to cool bliss.
That I did not cum when her fingers explored me was only because of the distractions of sensations running through me.
What will she do next, how far will she take me before I start begging, I don't want to beg, not yet anyway.
If she tells me to beg, I will, I will offer her anything and I think she knows it.
But I want to ride this terrible ride for a while longer, and I want her to steer me through her pleasure before she brings me crashing down on myself.

"I am very ready Kayla..."

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

"I am very ready Kayla..."

I laugh then. She sounds~needy, greedy and beyond turned on. If I were to force her to orgasm now? She would fall over the cliff without a single whimper. But that isn't how I play and that isn't what I want.

"Good girl. This next bit shouldn't hurt too badly. I need to remove the wax before I flip you over."

Without further ado, I set my fingers to the task plucking hardened wax from delicate flesh. Nails scraped skin as lightly as I could manage. Even so, it took much longer to remove the white from her flesh than it did to put it there. Finally, the wax was gone and all that remained were faint red marks from the heat.

"You did very well, pretty girl. Gonna untie you...check your wrists and ankles so that I can flip you over. Ready?"

Not bothering to listen for her assent, I moved to do as I had said. Wrists first. I saw no abrasions, just slight redness where the pain had caused her to jerk slightly. I soothed those marks with aloe gel before scooting down and repeating the process on each ankle~untying, checking, soothing. Finally, I flipped her over and moved back to the side of the bed, standing so that I could look into her desire hazed eyes.

"You have done VERY well and I am very proud of you. So, how would you like to finish? My mouth, my hands, my body and various toys are here for your pleasure..."

A wide, happy grin...

"And my own. Just tell me what you want, X girl."

 

[Cheska]

'Choices, why does she want me to think, I just want to cum!'

But that is what she wants, this isn't simple play, it is a game of give an take and it works both ways.

"I want to feel you Kayla, I need to feel you.. Toys later, another day.. but I want to feel Kayla's touch on me." I whimper.
My body has begun to ache, not bad painful ache, but that dull needful wanting ache you get if you can play with yourself too long.

"I really need you, please.." I am begging, I did not want to beg yet. But I am an I can't stop myself, I even try to open my bound legs wider, push my chest out farther. 'What's happening to me?!'

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I hear her...the quality of begging need...loud, so loud in the quiet of my bedroom. She is laying there, spread eagle, looking like I still have her tied to my bed, when I don't, not anymore.

I want her to move for me, fall apart for me, thrash beneath the ministrations of my tongue, my hands, my body. Poor girl. Poor needy, greedy X girl. The smile that wreathes my face is not feigned, not a mockery. It is real and joyful and solely for her.

"Okay, my little love, Kayla will take the ache away."

I slip into the bed with her, covering her with my body, aligning us pubis to pubis...and grinding down once, sharply, to feel her budding clitoris tease mine through the satin of my panties. The pressure causes us both to jerk.

"Oh no, not yet. The pretty one needs other things..."

I take her breath then. A long, slow, thorough kiss where her tongue becomes mine. Her breath becomes mine. Then I begin my descent, stopping to taste the peak of her nipples, left...right. Tasting, licking, biting.

Her rib cage feels my teeth, my lips. her belly does too...and eventually, I am there, between her thighs. My mouth hovering just above the warm wet slit that aches to be licked, fondled, stroked.

I breathe in her scent...and whisper,

"Beg for me pretty."

My mouth covers the pink nubbin that is aching to be...tasted.

 

[Cheska]

I stretch out in ecstasy as her body touches mine, her intimate places caress my own and I almost loose it there and start to cry, my emotions are riding ragged and my body is screaming so loud, why isn't she deaf by now?

Then, through the roar of my fires, 'Beg for me pretty.'
'Beg for me pretty.'

it echoes inside me and I cannot help but answer, I almost grab her head and pull in, but instead, I ball my fist and whimper, "Please Kayla, please.. please, please, please make it happen, make me cum, please oh fucking Jesus please make me cum for us."

'Us? isn't me? or her?' I start to jerk and twitch my hips to meet her, I want her so bad, I can feel tears starting, I need to release and bad.
Yes, for 'Us' is right.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

"Please Kayla, please.. please, please, please make it happen, make me cum, please oh fucking Jesus please make me cum for us."

I laugh, low, and proceed to do as she has eloquently asked. Tongue tip swirls, just once, over hardened pink clitoral flesh before settling into a fast flick. Up, down, up, down. Two fingers find their way into gushing hole, crooking forward to tease that little bit of rough flesh just inside~the ridge that hides (inside) at the top of her wet tunnel.

Her hips are thrashing as she attempts to push herself against my tongue, the fullness of my lips, the sure stroke of my fingers and I know it won't be long before she gives me what WE are waiting for.

 

[Cheska]

It is only because this Boi is stronger than me that I don't catch her by surprise when my legs clamp together, muscles just jerk and twitch as she begins.

"YES, THANK YOU.. Oh fucking aaaa thaank you aaaa!" words spill fourth, I can't even think straight. I don't care.
Every single touch is like she is plugging right into my brain and throw the switches, I feel the building crest of my orgasm coming on, growing inside till it reaches the peak and then.

It is a mix of pleasure and pain, I feel so good all over, and a brief tightness in my chest, I don't even know if I am making any sound, I can't see, I can't hear.
All I can do is feel Kayla's touch and it's killing me so wonderfully.

Am I holding her head, touching her?

I don't know, I just know pleasure, raw hungry pleasure.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

She comes undone, for me.

Gives herself over to pleasure ~ bright and hot and far too brief.

Her legs strain, her pubic area presses, presses, presses.

I can feel the flex of her toes, the tautness of her body, as the precipice is reached...and fallen over.

It is all I can do to contain myself.

But control is needful because this is about her. Ultimately~everything is all about her. Her pleasure, her pain, her response. I am just the conductor of this particular orchestrated piece. I am just the one who leads.

Finally, her body relaxes.

Tongue swipes from hole to clitoris~flattened against pink. I push off, away and use a hand to wipe her juices from my face...and she was juicy, like a fully ripened peach. My voice is low, laughing, happy.

"Let Kayla check you over."

I retreat to the bathroom. Once there I clean myself~hands, face, cunt before soaping up a new cloth with warm water. Then it's back to the bedroom, there to cleanse her aches and wipe the sweat of her exertions~away.

And when I am done? When her body is clean, the soap wiped away? I climb into the bed next to her and say just one word as my arms lock round her form and my mouth brushes kisses over her cheeks.

"MINE."

Because it is so.

 

[Cheska]

As I begin to come back down, confusion, disoriented, did I do something wrong, she is cleaning me, why?.....


I almost panic when I remember that she takes care of her lover,, she tends them from start to finish.

I can't help but smile and look up at her, I am sure i look stoned out of my mind, but she just gave me the best drug ever made.

At least until she bathes me in kisses and say "MINE"

And I am already getting wet again, I am owned? I belong to someone, yes, please?
I nuzzle an kiss back, licking where she allows an curl up close to her, to be held and protected, to be owned by someone who cares.

"Kaylas."

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Sleep pulls me under, beneath the undertow and all I know is~her scent, her shape, her presence...next to me. It is enough. More than enough.

We awaken when the sun rises and I hope that I have not scared her with my word. I hope I have not frightened her into believing that I will consume her, take her over, make her into someone else. Not when I have no plans at all to do so. EVER.

She is perfection. All that is sweet and tasty and gorgeous.

"Good morning, my X girl. Rise and shine. How do you feel?"

 

[Cheska]

Waking up to someone wonderful is very hard to surpass as far as I am concernd.

Stretching out, my leg muscles, arms, tummy, my back making that odd crunchy sound, I can't help but look up at her, smiling as the sun shines on her. "I feel, free, good... I feel stupid happy." a giggle escapes.
"How is Kayla? I hope you had good sleep."

I stretch again, because I need to? because I think she likes it? yes.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Eyes watch as pretty girl stretches.

Mouth quirks into happy smile at her words.

Does anything get any better than this?

I doubt it.

"Kayla is JUST fine, my X girl."

One small hand tweaks a nipple, tugs it gently, releases it. I roll over, so that she is beneath me, for just one moment. I want to feel her lush curves against mine. Bliss. Mouth brushes hers in a kiss. Finally, I finish the rolling motion and end up on the floor, on her side of the bed.

"Now, up with you, pretty girl. I have work. Do you??"

 

[Cheska]

I enjoy her warmth, her smell, her touch. She knows how to to get me started, but then the Evil 'Work' comes into it an I know I may have to wait.

Ok, Good things come to those who wait, good girls wait.
"No, I am off today and tomorrow, So, I am at your beck and call Kayla."

I follow her, watching, enjoying the view, feeling good and wanting, but waiting, always, the waiting.

ok, waiting can be good, it was certainly worth it last night, so yes. I will follow her lead and we can go from there.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I lean down, capture her mouth with my own, while small hands caress the flesh I had claimed the night before.

"Lucky you! Well I do have to get ready for work so..."

Hands tug girl flesh up...pulling pretty X girl to her feet.

"That means you have to go home...."

A resounding smack on firm butt flesh.

"So, get your sexy ass in the shower. You have ten minutes. I will be timing you...and for every minute after your limit? That will be an hour in which I can do whatever the hell I want....and you....can not...cum. Understood? Time starts when you step into the bathroom."

A wicked, teasing grin.

"Get moving, pretty girl of mine."

 

[Cheska]

A kiss made of delicious fire, my breast as leash and a hand firmly brands my ass, "Yes Kayla." and she baits me with temptation.

I walk to the bathroom door, before stepping in, "I wonder what a twelve minuet shower feels like..." I look back at her and grin, then skip in and get the water going, I feel the seconds drag by, time is always different dependent on how you feel.
Fun goes by far too fast, anger and sadness drag their unkind asses and boredom varies as things catch and loose your brief interest.

Time is moving slow at first, but damn if it doesn't feel like it is starting to speed up.
No clock in here, my watch is down stairs.
I want to hurry because I will not make Kayla late, if she did not punish me for it, I would.
But more play with her, at her mercy, damn you sexy Boi.. tempting me this way.
I resolve to spend just a bit of time washing, making sure I am clean all over and every where.
I almost wash my hair twice, but that would be dumb, even for the sake of the play.
And Kayla doesn't play with dumb girls, she plays with an X girl.

By the time I am done, I step out of the shower and start drying off, making suire I will not drip on her carpet, I look at the clock and see that almost 3 extra minuets have passed, my eyes shift to find her, to see if she is tapping her foot and shaking her head, I want to see disapproval or a grin, either will make my heart jump and get me excited.

"Sorry Kayla..."

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I force my eyes to watch the clock.

I know if I step into that bathroom while she is there~washing, getting clean? I will NOT make it to work on time, at all. Hell, I may not make it until tomorrow.

A smile at that thought.

Ten minutes goes by...and my X girl is not out yet.

The smile becomes a frown.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Three minutes.

"Sorry Kayla..."

I see her there...all soft and wet and girly. My voice comes soft and almost cold.

"You aren't yet, sweet girl of mine...but you will be."

I step close, tug her towel away, and insert two fingers into the warm confines of her slickness. I yank her close, rising up on tip toe so that she can see my eyes.

"Three hours. And we will start now...I have ten minutes before I have to get in the shower. Move your ass to my bed. Bend over. Hands planted on the mattress, legs hip distance apart."

 

[Cheska]

I can see it, she is mad, I don't know how mad, but I may have made a mistake.
I gasp as she plunges her fingers into me, making her asserting her claim over me, but when she yanks.
I have been punched in the tit once, and that hurts like a bitch.
I got hit by a socker ball between the legs and do not like thinking about the hours bent over feeling like my body hated me.
Those were nothing when she uses my own pussy to bring me to attention.
I cry out and I feel tears instantly.
But do I cry out red?!

"Yes Kayla! Sorry Kayla!" and when she lets me go, I do exactly what she tells me.
I've made her mad and damn it, I did it because I was selfish.

I bend over, my body shivering, not from cold, but because I am not wanting to cry, I feel stupid.
My voice wavers as I can not help but whimper, "I am sorry Kayla."

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I do not bother to respond.

Instead I...

Drop to my knees behind the pretty girl and run pink tongue over pretty pussy.

Use tongue tip to delve into hot, wet hole.

Fingertip strokes small nubbin of flesh...

as tongue thrusts in and out...

before I slip upward to taste the tightness of her back door.

Musky. Soapy. Clean.

Fingers slip inside now empty hole while tongue tip teases anal entrance.

Eyes watch the clock...

and in ten minutes...I stop.

"Now, get dressed. Will be back in a few."

I stand up and retreat, tasting pretty girl on my lips, in my mouth...and allow myself one small smile. Next time, she will worry more about being on time and less about what SHE wants. And I still have two hours and fifty minutes to go.

 

[Cheska]

Just when I think she will abandon me to think about what I have done.
All the pain, the fear, the shame, vanish with hot joyous fire.

She explores me in ways no one ever has with her tongue an fingers, and I almost loose it right then. But she said no cumming and I have been bad and stupid, so no happy noises.
Kayla is doing this to make a point.

No one has ever done anything with my ass before and I never wanted anyone to, but in the few seconds she begins, I think she could do anything she wanted to me, anything and it scares me.

I almost miss that had stopped, I was lost in bliss till her voice, low, sexy, annoyed, instructs me further.

"Yes Kayla." and once she leaves. I do just that.

I choose my back up dress, sexy panties because she may request them.
I wear simple flats and then, I stand by the bed that is closest to the bed room door. so I can move to one or ther other as she tells me.

My shoulders are back and arms rest behind me. My feet are parted to shoulder width, she may want to inspect me again. The yellow sundress with it's soft pastel flowers, the simple khaki slip on shoes, a touch of lip gloss is all the make up I have time for. A thought comes to me and with but a few to spare. I get a ribbon from my bag, long an yellow and tie my hair in a pony tail, not too tight an with a bit of my bangs loose.

Kayla's girl waits, she was dumb once, I will never let myself guess what she wants. instructions are not to be fucked with at all.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I am in the shower long enough to scrub down. Five minutes max.

I dry off quickly, thoroughly, and reach for the clothes I had placed on my towel rack. Black jeans, black baby tee. Black underclothing. I slip into them and wander back into my bedroom.

X girl is standing there. At attention. Looking luscious and so very edible.

"Good girl."

I pass by, pressing a soft kiss to her mouth.

"Go get us some breakfast, would you? I need to brush my teeth and get my hair under control. Maybe five more minutes. Scramble us up some eggs, get some bread out for toast. Will be down soon."

Hands grip her ass, feeling panty lines.

"Oh...and lose the panties pretty girl. You won't need them today...even though I will be at work? You will be a very busy girl...."

I grin, wickedly and turn away. I need my boots and some socks.

 

[Cheska]

A kiss here, a firm hand on my ass and I am feeling so much better now. I know I have punishment waiting for me, but I also know Kayla is in a better mood again.

"Yes Kayla, scrambled eggs, bread for toasting. Milk, juice or coffee?" I ask as I step to the door.

She is so hot, so sexy and she hasn't really done anything, I can not stop but look her over and sigh. I need to be good, so she never just gets bored of me an sends me away.
I could wake up to this, I really think I could.

But, that would mean moving in. Could I do that?

Could I give up even more of my freedom, to her?

I look at her again, an my cheeks warm, so do my thighs, I bet I could.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I yell after her that coffee has got to go with breakfast! It's like a LAW! And then I finish getting dressed. Within ten minutes, I smell fresh brewed caffeine and eggs, toast...I stumble downstairs and clean my plate.

Then it's a final kiss. An admonishment, a reminder, to the pretty girl that she is to wear NO panties and to keep her cell phone on her...or be near her home phone. Another moment to give her my extra key. I want to text her when I leave work, so that she can be here when I get home.

Finally, I step through the front door. I wait for her to get into her little Mustang...and then with a beep, I pull away.

 

[Cheska]

Now, what do I do.
"Oh yea." I chuckle as I slip off my panties and then I pull out and off to find some adventure.

I want to get something for her, I have a few ideas, but nothing big and costly.
The Boi has simple and refined taste, keep to common but fine clothes and I should be ok.
Maybe a tie? a shirt?
I will find something, I drive by the music store to get some supplys and check out any new sheet music, any new CDs I don't have.

I think about her, what she did last night, what she did this morning.
I get excited, am I allowed to play with myself? she did not say.
Better to wait, I will ask permission and that will end any questions I have.

Kayla stays with me in memory through the morning, waiting for the real her to call me.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

A little over a month had flown past. In that time dates had been kept, beds had been rolled around in, coffees had been served and kisses had been given. It still hadn't been given the final stamp of approval but they fit together.

They suited and it worked.


I wanted to see her. It felt like I hadn't had a proper moment with her in weeks. No way to remind her of my initial claim.

Maybe soon.

I could only call and see...

I wonder~is she working?