Your body is canvas. Its smooth, pale skin begs for colour. Obedient, you bend yourself on my knee, presenting me your soft rump to paint. You whimper with every strike, every slap as my hand meets your buttocks. You scream as slowly my spanks turn you meek red and stinging. You could stop me anytime with the whisper of a word. But you don’t. You bite your lips, you curl your toes, your pussy drips its juices around your slit. You enjoy this.
I spread you wide on our bed. Your arms and legs bound tight to the corners of the mahogany frame. I invite the neighbours to watch, drawing the curtains and leaving the windows open. You pretend to struggle, shifting and moving against the bondage, pleading for release. I lean into your ear, and promise you just that—release.
The sweet release of pain. You gasp as each drop of wax hits your skin, leaving its beautiful crimson mark. Your face contorts in pleasure as every sensation of hot, burning wax on you brings you closer to the edge.
But that would be too easy.
I remove your bindings, only to redo them again. The rope wrapped rough and tight around your skin, perfectly red and pink. I turn you on your back, and secure your hands behind you, your legs together. You held your breath in sweet anticipation as I pushed my erect member up against you.
With one strong thrust, I slammed into your pink lips. You yelped out in shock, but your body quivered in joy. You bet me to stop, but your body thrusts itself into me. You struggle again in your bonds, but your pussy tightens as I push you down. Docile and wanting, your mind blanks as I push my weight down on you, holding you in place, under me—my toy. Where you belong. You beg for sweet mercy as you feel yourself lose control. With my permission, you scream out at the top of your lungs, mind and body lost pleasure.
We lay together in bed, collapsed from play. I wrap my arms around you, as you nuzzle against my shoulder. I run my fingers along your curves, feeling the warmth of the redness on you, the slippery texture of the crimson wax. How beautiful, you are. A work of art.
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*Author’s Note: Hi! It’s been a whole since I’ve posted here. Been a little busy with the amazon writing. As usual, you can find my other works at /r/SBSWrites. I also have a tumblr @ShelbyBenes, where I post more informally on what and how I write. Things like how I came up with this short piece, for example.*
*Anyways, hope you enjoyed this one. I had some fun writing in 2nd person for the first time.*
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/518hee/canvas_mfbdsm