TheTrainingOfTanya2 by Bruce McLachlan Page A

Trapped and arranged between the genitals of male and female oppressor she squealed and struggled against them while fighting to endure the rapture and keep performing as required.
    The heady peaks of their lust started to abate and their motions cooled and dwindled. Her Master lowered her back down and jolted free. The eruption of delight had Tanya press her face tightly to her Mistress and muffle her squall in the folds. The act made the Mistress release a squeal of extra passion and jerk drastically.
    The woman's breathing became a rapid series of pants and then slowed into long gasps as she rode through the effects of Tanya's secret and sex shuddering cry.
    The two dominants untangled themselves from Tanya's body to leave her phased and delirious in her bondage. Her Master came round and started to untie the ropes with a tardy hand. When the last of them came free, Tanya dropped to the covers and curled into a ball.
    The hands of the Mistress took her ankles and drew them out so that Tanya was stretched along the middle of the bed. She did not resist and allowed herself for the woman to mould and configure her as she woman desired.
    The torturess took her slaves wrists and placed them to the bars where she swiftly furled Tanya's fingers around them. Tanya held tightly to the metal as the woman's hands then began to scroll up and down her thighs. The tips of nails traced a most delicate route while her Master placed the rope back in one of the compartments on the wall.
    "What's on your mind?" he asked.
    "It's a little dark in here, don't you think?" she offered with a suggestive edge in her voice.
    "On my way," he stated with a grin.
    Her Master returned to the bed and sidled up next to Tanya's weary form whereupon he handed the Mistress a candle.
    The woman took the tall red strut and with a glance to the wick, she caused it to ignite. Tanya watched the flame grow equally with her level of trepidation.
    Her gaze was drawn away from the image as her Master took hold of her chin and drew it around. Her concerns regarding the candle were lost when he leaned in and started to kiss her.
    His hand reached over and started to caress her breasts as his tongue curled against hers. Tanya's hands gripped even more fervently to the bars as she held herself in position and revelled in his kisses and touches.
    A hot dribble of wax was drawn across her stomach. Tanya gave a lubricious hiss to answer its arrival and the sound became a mewl when her Master pinched a nipple and then smothered her responses with another passionate kiss.
    The Mistress pulled Tanya's legs apart and knelt between them. Tanya stretched the limbs forth, extending them with all her strength as steady dripping began to descend upon her.
    The burning drops started to dot her hips. They made her croak as she was kissed and Tanya held ever more diligently to the bed for support. Her chest rose and fell and she twitched with each scorching impact. The distress they caused was a virulent aphrodisiac that made the oral exchange with her Master even more wanton and berserk.
    Spots started to descend down onto the fronts of her thighs as the Mistress continued the assault. Tanya's legs quivered as the muscles tensed and then relaxed with each spot they acquired.
    The kneading of her assets became more forceful and rough--an escalation that only served to please Tanya even more. The woman's nails offered light scratches through the regions of wax as the burning drizzle started slowly to focus on her inner thighs. Tanya's hindquarters bucked and jolted in reply to the wax. This response caused the Mistress to lean over and press her hand into Tanya's stomach to pin her slave down and provide a more stable target.
    Trickles ran for the covers, but the wax hardened before it reached them. More of the uneven lines were etched upon her skin and Tanya felt the Mistress increase the weight upon her hand while her own held as potently as they could to the bars for all the fortitude