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Subject: {ASSM} Mobius Loop (M/f BDSM)
Date: Sat, 12 Oct 2002 23:10:02 -0400
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Wrists and ankles strapped securely to the new bondage table, she can only
wonder what awaits her tonight as He activates the table's hydraulics,
causing the table surface to slowly move to a 55-degree angle.  Only when
the upholstered tabletop is finally secured in place in its new position
does He step into her view, caressing her and bending to gently nibble just
below her collar along the collarbone.  

After a few moments, the pair share a long, slow kiss as His hand moves
lower to release the belt of the submissive's robe and part the garment. 
He finally leaves her, the coolness of the room causing goosebumps to
slowly form all over her exposed body in stark contract to He's full
clothing.  

Upon His return, He wears gloves and holds a pair of canned candles.  As He
lowers one can to her upper chest, she can see that ALL the wax inside has
been melted, forming a clear reddish liquid.  As soon as the hot liquid
hits her bare skin, her breath catches; seconds later, as He continues
pouring the former candle upon her, she starts struggling violently against
her bonds, and finally cries out as the intense heat becomes too much for
her to handleŠ yet the second candle begins to be poured slowly upon her.  

The liquid of the former candle runs quickly along the submissive's skin,
down over her waist and even toward her knees.  her cries are practically
frantic screams as her body involuntarily thrashes about in the restraints
in an instinctive effort to flee the painful heatŠ yet He continues pouring
the former candle upon her, focusing on covering each breast and filling
her navel.  

At last, the two cans are empty, and He steps away, yet the burning heat
lingers, keeping the captive screaming and thrashing.  her world consists
of nothing but the hot liquid upon her skin; she is only vaguely aware that
much of it is cooling and hardening upon her and that sweat covers what is
not covered by the liquid or hardened wax.  

The sudden shock of ice-cold water being poured upon her renews and
strengthens Her screaming and flailing.  As she recovers in the seconds
after the freezing water flow ends, she howls and struggles furiously again
as her wet body is battered repeatedly by a wide leather slapper.  The
sudden alternation between three such vastly different sensations is
bewildering, which makes the entire ordeal seem even harsher than it
actually is.  

Finally, the onslaught from the slapper comes to an end, and she is left on
her own to recover.  It takes a LONG time for her to finally regain her
calm and composure, by which time He stands beside her with two more canned
candles ready for use >:-)

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            Wolf Feather 
       FEATHER7@IX.NETCOM.COM
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What isn't remembered never happened
          - _Serial Experiments Lain_
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