<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Elysia</span></span><br/><br/>Elysia panted as Nathan's hand quickened it's pace and he ground his hard member against her hip. She could feel the beginnings of an orgasm stirring low within her and she rocked her hips eagerly against Nathan's hand. Suddenly he stopped and she whimpered in protest before hissing as he roughly grasped her breasts, his grip hard enough to hurt. He grew tender then, expertly massaging her and she hummed in contentment. She wished she could take his shaft in her hand and stroke him but she was forced to remain where she was, her hands behind her back. The lack of control was both frustrating and thrilling and she was eagerly looking forward to being free so that she could get her own revenge.<br/><br/>"No!" Sia objected, embarrassment coursing through her as Nathan released her to go searching through her drawer. If she were human she was sure she would be flushed red. Part of her was tempted to rip free of her bindings and stop him but he was bound to find out what she had in there eventually and she couldn't ruin their game before it had truly started.<br/><br/>Elysia bit her full bottom lip as Nathan found the riding crop and she listened to the sound of it swishing through the air. She had used it before on other people but had never had it used on her. It made her nervous to think that Nathan would use it tonight. She had been spanked with a bare hand before but never with something like this. It would be an interesting experience.<br/><br/>"Please be gentle, Master," she purred, playing her submissive role. "Nobody's whipped me before," she told him in a sweet, simpering voice. She heard the sound of a vibrator and desire flooded her again, her breath catching. She pressed her thighs together, wondering what else he had found in her drawer. She could hear him setting things down on the bed and listened to his heartbeat so she had some idea of where he was in the room.<br/><br/>"I didn't hide them, Master," she objected, shifting a little again. "You just never asked." She shivered in delight, imagining what exactly he planned to do to punish her. She wanted to look at him, frustrated that she couldn't or that she couldn't touch herself and ease the aching desire between her legs.<br/><br/>The scent of her candles being lit drew Sia's attention. He taunted her about not being able to see and she growled again. She could hear him growing closer and the smell of her candles increased. "I love candles," she purred as he waved one beneath her nose. She knew what he must have planned and tensed in anticipation before hot wax dropped onto her skin. She gasped at the feeling, pulling on her cuffs as he tore her bra off. Her skin wouldn't burn from the wax but every droplet still startled her and her breath grew laboured. The warmth was delicious against her skin and she moaned in delight as she felt his mouth close around her nipple while he tipped more melted wax over her other one. She was more sensitive there and she arched her back at the feeling of the hot wax encasing first one nipple and then the other.<br/><br/>"Nathan," she moaned as the wax cooled and tightened slightly on her skin. "Peel it off," she pleaded. "I want to feel your skin." The wax would be a barrier between her sensitive breasts and him and she wanted to be able to feel his warm skin against her. She tried to press her hips against his, unsure where exactly his were with her lack of sight. She wondered what she must look like to him, naked except for her stockings, garter belt and boots, bound and blindfolded with wax covering her breasts and stomach. The thought was arousing and she moved her hips again in search of his.<br/><br/>Elysia's mouth found Nathan's ear and she panted softly into it. "Take a picture," she whispered. "I want to see what I look like after this. My phone is on the bedside locker." She didn't have the patience to send him in search of a camera. Besides, she didn't want him getting carried away and taking too many or risk someone entering the room while he was gone and finding her like this. She couldn't have pictures like this getting out and ruining her.