Thread: Scarlett's Biggest Fan (DeRe x glasspearls)

Scarlett could only submit to Chase's forceful manipulation of her body. Though the candle was smaller than his cock, the position of her body and the threat the candle posed instilled fear inside herself, knowing a stray move could mean further danger. As her hair tickled the concrete floor, swaying slightly, Scarlett knew the candle was burning as she waited for the first agonizing drip of wax. The muscles of her pussy were struggling against the candle but it wouldn't budge. Fear stopped her from trying to dislodge it, knowing there was too much at stake if the flame flicked against a forbidden area. Her jostling of her hips and muscles caused the candle to lean ever so slightly towards the front of her body and closer to her clit, forcing Scarlett to stop before she made it worse for herself. The angle of the candle caused the first drop of wax to fall directly stinging the lips of her pussy on first contact and then causing a tightening sensation as it dried. The shock of the feeling on such a new area caused Scarlett to wince in pain, clenching her teeth and seething air as she tried to contain a scream. The candle continued to drip slowly, Scarlett feeling the heat of the candle between her legs, she felt light-headed. Not only from the blood rushing to her head, but also from the bizarre and erotic form of Chinese water torture, never knowing when or where the next drop of wax would fall. Soon the wax dripped down towards her clit and Scarlett couldn't help herself but scream in shock, the intense focused heat causing an entirely new form of stimulation to her erotic zone. Before she could catch her breath she felt another drop followed so quickly after on her clit, Scarlett couldn't even censor the scream of pain she emitted. But something caught her in surprise as there was a hint of pleasure, a soft moan, masked behind the pain. Biting her lips, she tried to surpress any further moans of satisfaction for Chase, though the moisture near her clit was undeniable. With Scarlett's tits pushed towards her collarbone, the wax somehow seemed to find Scarlett's most sensitive areas of her body. First the wax dripped onto her hard, pert nipples, then down her stomach and resting on her breasts. The wax dried on contact with a feeling of a small pinch, the burn leaving a lasting sensation of both warmth and pain. A reluctant form of submission washed over her. Chase's absence somehow forced her to pray he would appear in the doorway, hoping to see his lithe yet muscled figure. Wishing for his reappearance to save her from the flame inching towards her pussy was probably part of the manipulation, but Scarlett couldn't deny that she needed him. Scarlett needed to give herself to him for the night. With tears still stinging her face, she couldn't keep track of how long she had been hanging there, enduring the hot wax melt and drip down her body, the flame flicking dangerously close to her cunt. The exhaustion of her body and the dizzyness she felt made her realize her submission to Chase was the only way to save herself. The wax seemed to drip in a huge glob against her clit with a violent burn as Scarlett could feel the flame lick at her inner thigh, a reminder there was not much time for Scarlett to continue her disobedience. Swallowing hard, she recited his commands from before. This filthy whore wishes to address her Master. Scarlett called out, praying he would be close enough to hear her pleads, a tear streaming down her face to her hairline. I know you can hear me! Scarlett tested, panic punctuating her submission. If being his slave was the only way to save her own life, Scarlett was sure she could muster it for the night, likely completing the greatest acting challenge of her life. But as she recalled how desperately she wanted to see Chase's figure in the doorway and the brief moan of pleasure the wax caused, Scarlett wondered how much of it was an act and how much of it was Chase's manipulations taking hold.