excited as hell about that.”
“Never tried those…”
They stepped out of the bathroom, and the guys helped them climb onto the bondage tables, where they settled their arms down at their sides so they wouldn’t feel quite so vulnerable. Lisette was once again struck by how thoughtful the guys were and how this scene was such a difference from her past experience with Master Taz. That difference was further echoed a moment later when Jack spoke.
“Since Ryan is new to this, we’re going to keep things pretty basic.”
He grabbed two towels and handed one to Ryan, who pushed Lisette’s hair out of the way and put the towel almost like a scarf around her neck.
“The towel will prevent us from going any higher than your shoulders,” Jack continued, glancing over at her bondage table and quickly nodding as if he approved of what he saw so far. “We’re going to restrain your legs spread apart and at a perpendicular angle to your body. That serves two purposes; one, to limit the playing surface, as it were, and two, to keep you open for our pleasure after we cover both of your gorgeous bodies in wax.”
He grinned, and though Lisette didn’t know the man extremely well, it seemed like an expression he didn’t throw out there lightly. She felt a little fissure of joy that her idea had made him happy, at least. Hopefully Ryan would enjoy himself as well.
Ryan finished with the restraints, with the exception of the contraption for her legs, and then watched carefully while Jack trussed up Callie before jumping in to bring Lisette’s own legs into the air. As they were separated and made to point toward the ceiling, she felt a rush of cool air on her pussy and shuddered. Somewhere down by the foot of the table, she heard Ryan chuckle. She couldn’t move her head down much because of the strap around her forehead and could only move side to side with limited motion, but that was okay. Ryan came around and slid his hand into her hair at her nape.
“Ready?”
“Yes, sir.”
He smiled and gave her a quick, possessive kiss. “That’s what I wanted to hear. Let’s have some fun.”
It seemed the playful mood was infectious, and as Jack and Ryan turned away, she was able to turn her head enough to wink at Callie, who suppressed a giggle with obvious difficulty. When the guys turned back, each had a candle in his hand.
No turning back now.
Lisette wasn’t worried about the wax play, per se. She fully trusted Ryan wouldn’t put her in a dangerous situation if he could prevent it, which was why he’d asked Jack to do the scene together. But anytime she tried something new in this world it was like a shiny, fun adventure—at least until she knew whether or not she liked it. She’d tried several things she hadn’t enjoyed and had used her safe word to end scenes more than once, especially with Master Taz, who seemed to pride himself on pushing her to use it. While she was aware that was something all Doms did to a certain extent, he’d gone too far one too many times.
She heard a quick hiss of breath from Callie and soon found herself echoing it as a blazing hot line seemed to bisect her from collarbone to below her navel. The burn quickly faded, though, to something warmer, more intimate. That feeling went straight to her pussy, and she had to stifle a moan. Ryan came into her field of vision.
“Color?”
“Green, sir. Very, very green so far.”
He smirked. “We’ll proceed, then.”
“Please do, sir.”
Then she felt a line of wax going from side to side just over her navel. This one also started out quite hot but then blended in with the other to create an interesting mix of sensations, an edgy pleasure-pain much like she felt during anal play. Lisette was pretty sure she could become addicted to this.
She’d quickly figured out that Ryan was watching where Jack was placing the wax on Callie and then following suit on her, and when he dropped wax directly on both nipples, Lisette hissed,
“Never tried those…”
They stepped out of the bathroom, and the guys helped them climb onto the bondage tables, where they settled their arms down at their sides so they wouldn’t feel quite so vulnerable. Lisette was once again struck by how thoughtful the guys were and how this scene was such a difference from her past experience with Master Taz. That difference was further echoed a moment later when Jack spoke.
“Since Ryan is new to this, we’re going to keep things pretty basic.”
He grabbed two towels and handed one to Ryan, who pushed Lisette’s hair out of the way and put the towel almost like a scarf around her neck.
“The towel will prevent us from going any higher than your shoulders,” Jack continued, glancing over at her bondage table and quickly nodding as if he approved of what he saw so far. “We’re going to restrain your legs spread apart and at a perpendicular angle to your body. That serves two purposes; one, to limit the playing surface, as it were, and two, to keep you open for our pleasure after we cover both of your gorgeous bodies in wax.”
He grinned, and though Lisette didn’t know the man extremely well, it seemed like an expression he didn’t throw out there lightly. She felt a little fissure of joy that her idea had made him happy, at least. Hopefully Ryan would enjoy himself as well.
Ryan finished with the restraints, with the exception of the contraption for her legs, and then watched carefully while Jack trussed up Callie before jumping in to bring Lisette’s own legs into the air. As they were separated and made to point toward the ceiling, she felt a rush of cool air on her pussy and shuddered. Somewhere down by the foot of the table, she heard Ryan chuckle. She couldn’t move her head down much because of the strap around her forehead and could only move side to side with limited motion, but that was okay. Ryan came around and slid his hand into her hair at her nape.
“Ready?”
“Yes, sir.”
He smiled and gave her a quick, possessive kiss. “That’s what I wanted to hear. Let’s have some fun.”
It seemed the playful mood was infectious, and as Jack and Ryan turned away, she was able to turn her head enough to wink at Callie, who suppressed a giggle with obvious difficulty. When the guys turned back, each had a candle in his hand.
No turning back now.
Lisette wasn’t worried about the wax play, per se. She fully trusted Ryan wouldn’t put her in a dangerous situation if he could prevent it, which was why he’d asked Jack to do the scene together. But anytime she tried something new in this world it was like a shiny, fun adventure—at least until she knew whether or not she liked it. She’d tried several things she hadn’t enjoyed and had used her safe word to end scenes more than once, especially with Master Taz, who seemed to pride himself on pushing her to use it. While she was aware that was something all Doms did to a certain extent, he’d gone too far one too many times.
She heard a quick hiss of breath from Callie and soon found herself echoing it as a blazing hot line seemed to bisect her from collarbone to below her navel. The burn quickly faded, though, to something warmer, more intimate. That feeling went straight to her pussy, and she had to stifle a moan. Ryan came into her field of vision.
“Color?”
“Green, sir. Very, very green so far.”
He smirked. “We’ll proceed, then.”
“Please do, sir.”
Then she felt a line of wax going from side to side just over her navel. This one also started out quite hot but then blended in with the other to create an interesting mix of sensations, an edgy pleasure-pain much like she felt during anal play. Lisette was pretty sure she could become addicted to this.
She’d quickly figured out that Ryan was watching where Jack was placing the wax on Callie and then following suit on her, and when he dropped wax directly on both nipples, Lisette hissed,
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