FIVE
Use your safeword when it hurts...
Zerrin silently admitted she didn’t like the sound of that. Nick had never given her that type of warning before and she wasn’t sure what to make of it. Was something about to hurt? Was it the wax play? Was she not going to like it? Was it going to be really painful?
There was only one way to find out. “Yes, Master,” she answered in a longing voice.
Nick took a large brush and dipped into one of the tins. He carefully spread it across Zerrin’s upper back, emitting an ooh from her. He dipped the brush in more wax and applied it to the back of her thighs, and moving up to her ass. A smile spread across her lips and she adjusted her position, indicating her acceptance.
Nick knew it was time to proceed with something a bit more daring.
He took a small pot and splashed it across Zerrin’s body causing her to loudly moan. She briefly fought against the restraints and he patiently waited for her to say the safeword. Sweat beaded on her forehead and she swallowed several times to regain her composure. After several minutes, the word was never said and Nick briefly wondered if he might have gone too far.
“Please, Sir...” she begged. “...please continue.”
Seeing her acceptance made Nick’s cock throb with desire. It had been a long while since he’d heard her beg for it, beg for him, wanting to go farther into the unknown. Her moans were so sweet to hear—throaty, encouraging, and full of want.
No, he would not f*ck her at that moment. He had a task to do and his erection would have to wait.
Splash! He took another pot and repeated the same actions, covering her legs. Once again, Zerrin moaned his name, almost begging him to go on.
Splash! Zerrin’s moans were incoherent and she shook her head side-to-side. If Nick had to guess, she was wet beyond belief and if he were to touch her, she would probably climax on his fingers. He used up all of the pots until Zerrin’s body was covered in a myriad of colors.
Nick stood back and admired his creation. His wife looked absolutely beautiful. He took out his camera and snapped a few photos of it. He was going to put the photos in the private photo album they kept in the play room. There were many photos of Zerrin in various positions and situations throughout their time together and he couldn’t wait to add one more photo to the collection.
“How are you feeling, tesero?” He asked. “Tell me where your head is.”
Her head was high, so high above the clouds. She was floating on something. Higher than the highest high; beyond drunk if she was drinking. She had previously gone into subspace before and it was a trip like she’d never experienced.
But this was different. They connected on another level and she felt the passion renewed in their union . There was no him or her; they were one. “Everywhere.”
“Good.” He smiled and retrieved a razor-sharp knife from his pants pocket. “I’m glad to hear that. He carefully began to peel the wax off his wife’s body, pressing the cold blade against her heated skin.
Knife play. Zerrin remained still as she recognized the implement being used on her. She was against knife play at first for good reason. A sharp and dangerous object used in an intimate setting didn’t sound good or pleasurable to her and she couldn’t understand why anyone would be into that. But when she finally looked up knife play and how sensual it could be, she asked Nick if they could incorporate it into their play sessions just once to see how she liked it.
Soon, all of the wax was removed from her skin and Nick let her out of the restraints. “Turn over,” He ordered and Zerrin complied. He once again restrained her to the bed, leaving her legs free. He removed the blindfold from her eyes and smiled at her, his blue eyes sparkling with interest. He was silent when he held the knife to her view and Zerrin simply nodded her acceptance. Nick put the blindfold back on her and began lightly dragging the knife between her breasts, circling one, then the other.
Zerrin waited with bated breath then arched her back. She momentarily forgot how sharp the knife was; all she felt was pleasure. She wanted more, and her body demanded more, as she made small grunting noises, hungry and needy for him. She felt her nipples perk up when Nick squeezed one as he teased the other nipple with the knife. He dragged the knife down her torso and stopped at the vee of her sex.
She felt her legs spread apart and pushed up. “Still,” Nick commanded and got off the bed.
Zerrin didn’t speak a word. Instead, her mind was once again racing. What was he going to do next? Was he still going to do knife play? Was he going to use another implement? What else was going to occur that night? He had only given her one orgasm; he still owed her four more. Would she be able to handle them?
The weight of the bed shifted and Zerrin was relieved to know Nick rejoined her, though she knew he hadn’t left the room. He climbed between her thighs and she felt them cradle his naked body. Damn, he felt wonderful. His strong, athletic thighs against hers. His hardened cock pressed against her smooth slickness. His muscular and taut chest pressed down on hers. The musky aroma of his cologne assaulting her nostrils.
Zerrin didn’t realize how much she loved making love to her husband until that very moment. She also didn’t realize how much her body missed and craved him.
With a single movement, Nick entered her. They both felt born-again upon the friction and Nick moved slowly inside her tight channel. He gathered her legs and moved in fluid strokes, recoiling until he was almost out of her, then pushing hard back inside her with such force it slammed the headboard against the wall.
“Do I own this?” Nick asked as he thrust inside her.
“Yes!” Zerrin screamed.
“Is this mine?”
“Yes!”
“Say it!” He barked.
“It’s your p-ssy!” Zerrin cried.
“Again!”
“It’s yours!” She cried.
Once again the orgasm was sneaking up on Zerrin and she felt her thighs tremble and she clamped down on Nick’s cock in anticipation. “Master, can I please come?”
“You may.” He complied.
Zerrin climaxed and her bodytrembled as Nick continued to move inside her. Her climax didn’t slow him down and he moved faster as her orgasm milked his cock. “F*ck!” Nick grunted as the orgasm shot through his body like a gun. He stilled his body as the orgasm moved through him, touching on all of his senses.
He untied Zerrin’s hands and removed the blindfold from her face. They smiled and laughed at each other as they cuddled on the saran-wrapped bed. It was more than just hot sex between them; it was an awakening of their union and D/s relationship.
“That’s two. I owe you three more.” He mentioned. “Unless you’ve changed your mind?”
“Oh no,” Zerrin shook her head, “a deal is a deal.”
THE END.