Mike is a 31-year-old volunteer firefighter and lifeguard. He spends most of his time working or at the gym. He was recently engaged to his longtime girlfriend but is now head over heels in love with Daniela and plans to propose next summer.
Daniela
Daniela is a 29-year-old vet tech and songwriter. She loves learning to play new instruments and spending nights snuggled up on the couch with her boyfriend Mike and their 2 dogs.
Daniela had always loved candles. She went on Etsy every Halloween and Christmas to pick out the perfect scents for the season from an independent candle maker. Candles made her feel warm and comforted.
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Mike sat at the dinner table, wondering what was up with his girlfriend, Daniela. She seemed a little distracted, like she had something important on her mind. He didn’t think he’d done something to upset her, but he wasn’t sure.
Daniela had always loved candles. She went on Etsy every Halloween and Christmas to pick out the perfect scents for the season from an independent candle maker. Candles made her feel warm and comforted.
A few weeks ago, her recommendations had shown candles that were just a little…different. She’d almost gasped when she saw them, totally taken off guard, and she closed the computer immediately.
But the more she thought about them, the more and more tempted she got, until she finally bought them late at night after her boyfriend had gone to bed.
They’d arrived in the mail yesterday. The package said “Wax Play Candles,” and she nearly shivered. She wasn’t sure whether she would like the candles, but every time she thought about them, she could feel her heart race, in a good way.
“I have something new for us to try tonight,” Daniela said over dinner, trying to keep her tone nonchalant.
Mike nearly choked on his chicken parmesan. “Really?”
Daniela smiled. “I’ve been wanting to tell you for a while, but I’m scared you won’t like it.”
Daniela was absolutely in love with Mike, but their sex was usually pretty vanilla. Most of the time, she didn’t mind. But lately, she’d been aching for something more.”
Mike grabbed her hand across the table. “I promise you, I’m willing to try whatever you want.” He seemed completely genuine and more than a little horny.
She got up from the table and grabbed the box of candles. There were six of them, all in different colors, like she was planning to make some type of body art with them. Maybe that wouldn’t be so bad, actually….
She handed it to him, then sat back down.
He looked at the box quizzically. “This isn’t some creepy ritual, is it?” he joked.
“No,” she said. “Have you ever heard of wax play?” Her voice was quiet, a little embarrassed.
He shook his head. “I think I can figure it out. Do you want me to melt the wax on you, or do you want to melt it on me?”
Daniela took a deep breath. “I want to feel it on my skin.” She tried to sound as sexy as she could.
Mike’s eyes widened. “Then who am I to deprive you?” he asked, before walking around the table and kissing her. She hadn’t expected him to be so willing, so ready to try going on this scary, beautiful adventure.
There was more passion in the kiss than there usually would be on a normal Thursday night. She kissed him back with everything she had, barely believing that her fantasies were coming true.
Mike pushed her up against the wall, holding her wrists tight to the surface, and she let out a small sound of approval. His hands flew all over her, caressing her breasts, grabbing her ass, but she remained fully clothed.
She jumped up to wrap her legs around him. To her surprise, he supported her thighs with his muscular arms and walked her towards the bedroom. She didn’t know what he had in store for her, but her body was thrumming in anticipation.
He threw her on the bed, and she was surprised by the force of it. It turned her on more than she had imagined. It made her feel like he wanted her so badly, he could barely contain it. She wanted him, too.
He got on top of her, and that’s when he started to unbutton her blouse. It couldn’t come fast enough. He unclasped her bra deftly and revealed her breasts, nipples hard and waiting for his touch.
He pulled away for a second. “Do you trust me?” he asked, and all she could do was nod. He smiled evilly.
“Then close your eyes and give me a second,” he said, getting up from the bed. She pouted, but he grinned at her again. She got the feeling that it would all be worth it…
She closed her eyes for what must have only been a couple of minutes before she heard him enter the room again. He dug around for something in one of the dresser drawers before she could feel him coming nearer.
Suddenly, he grabbed her wrists authoritatively and drew them up above her head. She was surprised when she heard a handcuff click over her left wrist.
They’d had the handcuffs for a while, but it never seemed like the right time to use them. Daniela had been a little embarrassed. But she wasn’t anymore.
Mike clicked the other handcuff shut. “Stay still,” he said, and she nodded. She didn’t want to roll over in pain and fall off the bed or just ruin the sheets with the wax. Plus, him containing her like that was fucking hot. She wanted him to dominate her.
“Okay, you can open your eyes,” he said, and she obeyed. He stood next to her on the bed, his business shirt open but not taken off completely.
“I want to see all of you,” Mike said, and there was something sexy about him being fully clothed and her being bare before him. He reached down to slowly unbutton her jeans, and let the zipper go down painfully slowly.
“Hurry,” she pleaded, but he still took his time. “Please.”
He removed her underwear, putting them to his nose for a moment, breathing in her scent. She could feel her clit getting hard.
He grabbed the box of candles from the nightstand and picked out his favorite. “Do you want this red wax all over your tits?” he asked.
“Yes,” she said. “Yes.”
He picked up the lighter and clicked it on. The sight of the flame made her want to combust herself. He moved the flame close to her skin, enough so she could feel the heat, and she moaned.
“You really do fucking want it,” Mike said, his voice low and gravely.
She had to clear her throat before she could talk.
“Sorry I’m such a whore, Daddy,” she said, even surprising herself. She’d never thought dirty talk was her kink, but she was learning all sorts of new things today.
“Fuck, you’re making me hard, Daniela,” he said, biting his lip.
“Then burn me,” she said. “Punish me.”
Mike lit the candle, the flame dancing. This was the last moment she would have before she knew what it was like to be burned. She wanted it to end.
“Let me know if this hurts too much, okay?” Mike said, breaking character for a second. She appreciated it.
“Okay,” she choked out.
The candle needed to burn for a few moments so the wax could pool. They both watched it burn, and the energy in the room was filled with anticipation.
Finally, he turned the candle at an angle and let the wax drip down between her breasts.
Pain shot through her, the wax hotter than she had even imagined. She felt it burning her skin, deep and hard. She screamed, but it came out like the sound of an orgasm.
Mike was looking at her with concern deep in his eyes. She needed to let him know that this was possibly the most pleasure she’d experienced in her life.
“Is that all you’ve got?” she asked, her voice filled with lust.
Mike looked relieved.
“Did I tell you that you could talk?” Mike asked before drizzling the wax on her collarbone.
She strained against her handcuffs, crying out again, elation flowing through her veins. She could feel wetness pooling between his legs, even dripping down onto the sheets.
“You like that?” he asked, and all she could say was, “More.”
He blew out the red candle and reached for the black one. Once it was ready, he poured the wax directly on her nipples.
This most sensitive part of her cried out, and she spasmed on the bed. It was like nothing she’d ever felt before. She could barely see straight.
“Fuck me while you burn me,” she said.
“I want you to come from the pain,” he said, and she felt a ripple of pleasure rush through her.
He set the candle on the small stand that had come with them, then slowly took off his shirt the rest of the way. She could see his cock through the outline of his jeans. He undid them quickly, ripping the denim from his body, and his cock sprang to attention.
She spread her legs on the bed, more than ready to feel him inside of her. He pulled her legs up even more until she was spread bare, her pussy and asshole ready for the taking.
Before she had to plead again, he was inside her. She could barely recognize this man as the one she’d been dating for six months. He ravaged her pussy with his huge cock, and she reveled in every inch.
“I didn’t know you were such a slut,” he said, pounding into her. “I would have fucked you like this a long time ago.”
“I’m sorry,” she stuttered, although she was anything but. He reached down to make circles on her clit with his thumb, and she cried out.
“Not yet,” he said, removing his hand. “You deserve some pain with your pleasure.”
She could barely breathe when he picked up the candle again. There was so much wax pooling, dripping down the sides. He leaned back, still inside her, and she knew she was close.
He brought the candle down beyond her breasts, beyond her stomach, beyond her thighs. Her eyes grew wide.
It was like it was in slow motion. He tipped the candle in the spot right above her pussy, which would usually be covered, even by the skimpiest of underwear. She took a deep breath and hoped she could handle it.
The wax touched her skin, and she could immediately feel herself coming. Her clit danced, her walls contracted, and she screamed, incoherent and lustful. Before the wax could even dry, he started to move back and forth inside her, coaxing her through the most intense orgasm of her life.
She wanted to go limp, but she knew she wanted Mike to finish, too.
“Come inside me, Daddy,” she cried out, moving against him as best as she could without the use of her hands.
She could feel his hot, wet seed filling her as he grunted loudly in elation. She orgasmed again unexpectedly, both of them writhing, holding themselves as close as possible to each other.
He laid down next to her, his breath racing. “Holy shit, that was amazing,” he whispered, his cock still inside her. “Does it still hurt?”
In fact, it did hurt. She had a feeling she would have marks on her skin for days. But she knew she would revel in them, wear them as a badge of honor, something to remember this night by until they could try again.
She looked him in the eyes with intensity. “In the best possible way.”
Mike sat at the dinner table, wondering what was up with his girlfriend, Daniela. She seemed a little distracted, like she had something important on her mind. He didn’t think he’d done something to upset her, but he wasn’t sure.
He was just starting to eat his chicken when Daniela said, “I have something new for us to try tonight.”
That opened his mind up to a world of possibilities. What was she talking about?
He had been dating Daniela for about six months, and he knew he wanted to be with her forever. It didn’t bother him too much that their sex life was pretty vanilla. However, sometimes he wished they would be more adventurous, but he hadn’t been brave enough to say anything.
“Really?” he asked. His chicken stuck in his throat and he coughed.
Daniela smiled. “I’ve been wanting to tell you for a while, but I’m scared you won’t like it.”
Mike knew that was foolish. He was willing to try basically anything with her, at least once.
He reached across the table to grab her hands. “I promise you, I’m willing to try whatever you want.”
Daniela squeezed his hand and got up from the table, grabbing a small box. She handed it to him, then sat down.
The box said “Wax Play Candles.” The front had clear wrap, so he could see that there were six candles in the box, all in different colors. He didn’t think he was a prude, but he wasn’t sure what they were for.
“This isn’t some creepy ritual, is it?” he joked.
“No,” she said. “Have you ever heard of wax play?” Her voice was quiet, and she seemed a little embarrassed.
He shook his head. “I think I can figure it out. Do you want me to melt the wax on you, or do you want to melt it on me?”
He could feel his breath speed up. He’d never been super into BDSM, only watched a few porn videos, but the thought of drizzling the hot wax on Daniela was super fucking hot.
Daniela took a deep breath as Mike waited in anticipation.
“I want to feel it on my skin,” she said, her voice filled with sex.
He was surprised at her desire, but he was ready to fulfill it.
“Then who am I to deprive you?” he asked. He wanted to take charge. He wanted to try this out…right now.
Mike walked around the table and kissed his girlfriend urgently, passionately. This was nothing like a normal Thursday night in their apartment. Usually, they’d be watching some Food Network or some boring movie, relaxing after a long day at work. Not today.
He pushed her up against the wall, holding her wrists tight against it. She made a small sound, showing how much she liked it, and he put his hands on her breasts, then her ass, then on her waist.
Then she did something that really surprised him: she jumped up to wrap her legs around him. He sprung into action, supporting her thighs and walking towards the bedroom. He could feel the lust running through him.
He threw her onto the bed, hard and dominant. He could barely contain his excitement, and it seemed like she was just as excited, her eyes full of need.
He got on top of her, immediately starting to unbutton her blouse. He made quick work of it before removing her bra.
Her breasts bounced to attention, her nipples rock hard at his touch. He just wanted to be inside her, but he knew there was more to tonight than that.
He pulled away for a second, having an evil idea. “Do you trust me?” he asked. She nodded in a way that made it seem like she could barely speak out of anticipation. He wanted to give her what she so desired.
“Then close your eyes and give me a second,” he said, getting up from the bed. She pouted, but it only gave him more power. This would all be worth it for her.
He quickly walked into the kitchen to retrieve the candles and a lighter. They were heavy in his hands, in the best way. However, he knew he could add another element to their experience, if Daniela was as willing as she seemed to be.
He snuck back into the bedroom, opening the top dresser drawer. He hit the jackpot: the pair of handcuffs were still there.
He walked back over to the bed and harshly grabbed her wrists. She didn’t open her eyes. He drew her wrists over her head, then fastened the first opening of the handcuffs.
They’d had the handcuffs for a while, a joke gift from a friend, but it never seemed like the right time to use them. Now it was.
Mike clicked the other handcuff shut. “Stay still,” he said, and she nodded. It was hot to see her spread open like this for him, completely at his mercy.
He quickly unbuttoned his shirt, his cock semi-hard in his pants. He wanted to dominate her, and he was excited to see where she would let him take her.
“Okay, you can open your eyes,” he said, and she obeyed, her pupils blown from arousal.
“I want to see all of you,” he said. He reached down to slowly unbutton her jeans, taking his time, lightly torturing her. He let the zipper go down painfully slowly.
“Hurry,” she pleaded. “Please.” He sped up a little, but he still wanted her anticipation to grow.
Mike looked down and took off her underwear, again taking his sweet time. As he took them in his hand, he held them to his nose for a moment, breathing in her amazing scent. He was so ready.
He grabbed the box of candles from the nightstand and decided on the red one. It would look so dramatic on her skin.
“Do you want this red wax all over your tits?” he asked seductively.
“Yes,” she said. “Yes.” She was so willing; he wanted to satisfy her desires.
He picked up the lighter and clicked it on. He held the flame there and moved it closer to her skin until she could feel its warmth.
She moaned deeply, coming from deep in her throat.
“You really do fucking want it,” he said, a little surprised by how excited she was. He wondered if this was a sign that their relationship was transforming right before his very eyes.
She cleared her throat, took a second to speak. “Sorry I’m such a whore, Daddy,” she said, in a tone he’d never heard before. She sounded like she was in a porn film that would star just the two of them. He felt the hot desire in his stomach.
“Fuck, you’re making me hard, Daniela,” he said, biting his lip.
“Then burn me,” she said, looking him straight in the eyes like it was a challenge. “Punish me.”
He couldn’t wait any longer. He lit the candle, watching the flame dance.
“Let me know if this hurts too much, okay?” he said. He had to break character for one second, make sure that she knew that she could stop at any time. He didn’t want to hurt her.
“Okay,” she choked out.
The candle needed to burn for a few moments so the wax could pool. They both watched it burn, and the energy in the room was filled with anticipation.
Finally, he turned the candle at an angle and let the wax drip down between her breasts.
The second the wax hit her skin, she screamed. It scared him. Was she hurt?
She took a few deep breaths.
“Is that all you’ve got?” she asked, and he was filled with relief and excitement
“Did I tell you that you could talk?” he asked.
He only took a second before he drizzled more wax on her collarbone.
The wax looked beautiful hitting her skin, liquid at first, flowing downwards. But then it started to cool and set, and she was left with an amazing pattern on her chest.
She strained against her handcuffs, crying out again, but this time it sounded like elation, like pleasure.
“You like that?” he asked, and all she said was, “More.”
He was so horny he could barely see straight. He blew out the red candle and reached for the black one. Once it was ready, he poured the wax directly on her nipples.
He watched her spasm as the wax burned against one of the most delicate parts of her body. He wanted her so much.
“Fuck me while you burn me,” she said, and it was like she could read his mind.
“I want you to come from the pain,” he said, realizing it was true.
He set the candle on the small stand that came with it, then slowly took off his shirt the rest of the way. His cock was straining against his jeans. He unbuttoned and unzipped them quickly, his body fully nude for her.
Daniela spread her legs on the bed, so ready, so willing. He pulled her legs up even further, and she looked so beautiful like that, ready to be defiled.
He didn’t need her to plead again; he took no time lining himself up and putting his cock inside her. She bit her lip and began to move with him, as much as she could manage. He ravaged her pussy, and she seemed to be reveling in every moment.
“I didn’t know you were such a slut,” he said, pounding into her. “I would have fucked you like this a long time ago.”
“I’m sorry,” she stuttered. He could tell she was in too much pleasure to really string a sentence together, and it made him fuck her even harder.
He reached down to make circles on her clit with his thumb, and she cried out. It seemed like she was close to coming, but he knew he wasn’t ready for the show to end just yet.
“Not yet,” he said, removing his hand. “You deserve some pain with your pleasure.”
He didn’t know where all of this was coming from, but he definitely enjoyed it, and he could tell that Daniela absolutely did, too.
Mike picked up the candle again. There was so much wax pooling that it was dripping down the sides. He brought the candle down beyond her breasts, beyond her stomach, beyond her thighs. He could see Daniela’s eyes grow wide in anticipation. He poured the wax right above her pussy, an extremely delicate spot.
Immediately after the wax hit her skin, he could feel her coming. Her walls contracted deliciously around his cock and she screamed, absolutely brought over the edge in ecstasy.
He wanted to coax her through. He started to thrust into her again, feeling the wax against his skin as their bodies united.
He was almost there, too. Hearing her feel so good was almost too much.
“Come inside me, Daddy,” she cried out, and started thrusting against him too, as well as she could with the handcuffs still attached.
That was all it took. He leaned his head back and groaned as he started to fill her with his cum. They both writhed on the bed, holding themselves as close to each other as possible.
He still couldn’t believe this. It was probably the most powerful orgasm he’d ever had.
Mike laid down next to her, his heart still racing.
“Holy shit, that was amazing,” he whispered, his cock still inside her. “Does it still hurt?”
She looked at him intensely, and he knew that this wouldn’t be the last time they tried this.
