Chapter 1

She felt the cuff tighten around her left wrist. The buckle being fastened. She lay

face down on the table, eyes closed, reminding herself to breathe. Movement around her and a cuff was placed around her right wrist. Her entire body trembled.

"Ready to begin lil'Red?"

Chapter 2

She felt the ice on her back and yelped in surprise. She was rewarded with deep laughter. The ice was carefully drawn down her back, lingering on her spine, sending shivers everywhere.

She bit the inside of her cheek to keep from gasping, wanting to seem stronger, more in control of her reactions. Her body wouldn't comply. She moaned a little to both the cold and the deliberateness of the act. Nothing was rushed. Even as the ice melted, another cube was quickly presented. Her back was on fire. All her nerve endings awake and alive.

She never expected the wax.

Chapter 3

There was a trickle of melted ice on her skin. She was getting used to the feeling of the water crawling down her back when the heat seared into her shoulder. She couldn't help but cry out. Her mind vaguely recalling the candles burning on the shelf when she first walked into the playroom. She didn't have much time to think when the next bit of hot wax dripped on to her back. She felt her body react more to this sensation than to the ice. Her hips pushed against the table. Her arms pulled against the cuffs.

A single hand was placed at the base of her spine before the next burning sensation hit her skin. She bit into her lip.

Chapter 4

The hand on her back was infinitely soothing. It almost made her forget the sensations going through her. She still felt the hardness of the wax on her skin such a contrast from the melting ice minutes earlier. Another trail of wax was dripped down her back. She bit her lip and groaned. She didn't know if making noise was frowned upon or not. It hadn't been discussed or explicitly directed. The hand started slowly rubbing circles on her lower back. More wax dripped. She tried pushing her hips against the table again and the hand pressed harder down.

"Do you want to get in trouble lil'red?"

Chapter 5

She froze. No, she didn't want to get in trouble. Did she? Could she handle punishment? Her brain stopped processing thoughts as more wax poured down her back. She groaned again but her hips didn't move this time. If she bit her lip any harder, she was sure she would draw blood.

"That's a good girl."

She felt more wax dripping, covering her back in long streams. She sighed, groaned, but didn't dare move.

Chapter 6

The wax seemed to stop. There was more movement around her but she couldn't tell what was happening. The hand on her lower back had disappeared. She didn't panic as she could sense the continued movement. She knew she hasn't been left bound and alone. The hand was back.

"Lil'red... you've been a very good girl. But I want you to lay very still. I'm going to scrape the wax off and I'm using a knife."

She stopped breathing.

Chapter 7

The hand stayed steady on her lower back. A silent reminder that she was looked after, cared for. She felt the knife's hard edge start on the wax near her shoulder. Her brain tried not to think how sharp the knife was, what damage could be done if she moved. Would it hurt much to feel only the edge slicing down her skin. She could tell that it was more scraping happening than anything close to cutting. It still felt dangerous, wrong. She was tied down, wearing next to nothing. She had felt her body's response to each sensation. From the beginning, her nerves were on alert. She knew she was aroused and had a good idea that her tormentor could tell.

She shuddered as the knife kept mapping its way down and across her back.

Chapter 8

She felt the wax scraped off completely. Her tormentor used a towel to wipe off what was left. The hands wandered up and down her back. Her skin so tender from all of the previous temperature changes. The touches were nothing more than butterfly sensations but she moaned. There was a laugh and she felt the other person lean down. A kiss gently placed on her shoulder, then another. A finger running down her spine, teasing the top of her knickers.

Chapter 9

She gasped loudly and shut her eyes behind the blindfold. The finger playing with the band on her knickers. She could feel more kisses on her shoulders, a hint of teeth on her skin. She shivered. The voice in her ear, "Do you know how delicious you look lil'red? Laying here on my table.. tied down. Devastatingly delicious." She felt a kiss on her neck, a slip of tongue against her skin. She tugged on her restraints, wanting to reach out. More kisses along her neck, fingers still teasing the skin under the waistband, this time they inched further under it. She moaned and moved her hips.

Chapter 10

"Hmm.. someone moved her hips.. I'm pretty sure I made it clear that you would get in trouble for that" the voice purred against her skin. Emily froze. Fuck, why hadn't she been paying attention. She felt the fingers under her waistband disappear. A hand was placed at the base of her neck. She held her breath. She felt the sharp sting of a hand coming down hard on her ass. She yelped and bit her lip once more. The sting becoming a warm sensation spreading through her entire being. The hand came down. This time she was ready and she barely whimpered. The warm sensation settling her once again.

Chapter 11

She kept count in her head how many times the hand came down on her ass. 5... If the earlier play hadn't gotten her wet, this certainly had. She kept very still, hoping her tormentor was done with the punishment. Her breath was ragged. She wanted the blindfold to come off. She wanted the restraints to be undone. She wanted to be taken. She swallowed as she felt the hand slowly rubbing where she had been stuck. Tender, slow touches.

Chapter 12

"You handled that well." came the voice in her ear again. She shivered. How did she come to love hearing this praise? The hand kept stroking her ass softly, reassuringly. A gentle kiss on her shoulder. "I know it stung but what else did you feel?" How could she express into words what she had felt? Being struck, reeling from it but being exhilarated and strangely comforted. How did she explain the wetness between her legs? Before the spanking, she knew she had been turned on immensely.

Chapter 13

"I felt.." She swallowed. "I felt warm. Wanted, cared for." She answered.

"What else?" The squeezed her ass, kneading the flesh. She gasped. She felt the sting of the recent spanking beneath the skin. Her body flushed. "What else did you feel lil'red?"

"I'm wet..soaked." She felt embarrassed. "I feel needy." She licked her lips.

"Needy for what?" the voice taunted her.

Chapter 14

She didn't know how to reply to that. Did she know what she was needy for? Was it for individual attention? Was it for more physical sensations? Was it for more spanking? More pain? What was she needy for? She felt the warmth inside her. She wanted to answer, to earn praise. She wanted her knickers pulled off and for her body to be taken. She felt herself blush at that admission even if just to herself. She wanted all of that. But did she need it? What did she need?

"You. I'm needy for you."

Chapter 15

"Say it louder lil'red." She felt the hands moving across her back. They seemed to be everywhere. "Say it louder."

She took a breath and swallowed the huge lump forming in her throat. "You... I'm needy for you... please"

In a flurry of activity vastly different from the slowness and deliberateness of everything before, she felt her restraints being undone. She felt herself being turned over. And she felt the searing kiss laid on her lips. Those hands that seemed to be everywhere moments ago cupped her face lovingly. The kiss passionate, decisive, needy in itself. Pure hunger was transferred to her via that kiss. She felt her own hands find themselves, reach out and grasp a shirt collar and pull the kiss further into her.

Chapter 16

She wanted to rip off the blindfold. Even reached up to it but the hands stopped her.

"Don't. Leave it." She withdrew her hands and let herself be kissed. The lips on hers were soft but demanding. She could taste hunger, need that wasn't her own. She was surprised but enthralled by the sensation, the energy being presented her. She wanted her. Completely. She needed to feel skin on skin, need on need.

"Naomi, please.."

Chapter 17

Hearing her name in this room, uttered by this voice. She shivered violently. She knew what was being asked of her. This redhead.. this woman had waltzed through all her barriers, physical and mental.. without trying. She felt such a pull to her. A pull to care, protect, please.. How much could she give? How much was enough? Hadn't she acquiesced enough already?

"Naomi, please.." there... Emily repeated it.. Such longing.. How much could she give? The truer question was how could Naomi refuse?

Naomi stepped back and began removing her clothes.

Chapter 18

Emily felt her absence immediately. Had she said something wrong? Her heart started beating faster and her nerves started reeling. Then she heard the movement. Rustling. She didn't leave. Maybe I did say wrong thing and there's more punishment. Her breath caught when she felt Naomi get on top of her, straddling Emily. She was naked. Naked, on top of Emily, and wet. She could feel it. Then she felt Naomi's hands on her wrists. Emily trembled.

"Mine." Naomi uttered a single word before kissing Emily, their tongues playing. Emily felt Naomi shift on top of her and one of her legs made her way between Emily's legs, pushing against her.

Chapter 19

Emily moaned loudly as Naomi held her wrists and used her teeth on her neck. Naomi's leg rubbed and pushed against Emily's pussy. She knew she was soaking her leg. All of the sensations tonight had driven her mad. She wanted Naomi's mouth, her fingers everywhere. But she couldn't ask for them. She'd already asked for one thing and the blonde had capitulated on it. Emily knew she was back on Naomi's terms. No more asking or begging for anything unless told to. She felt Naomi's teeth on her breast.

Chapter 20

Naomi heard Emily whimper as she alternated between sucking and biting the redhead's nipple. She knew it was driving her insane by the amount of Emily's wetness. The whimpering also gave it away, Naomi thought and smiled. She'd had lovers before. Enough of them to make her aware of the differences in every body, but until Emily, she'd never realized how one could map out someone, know them so well and still have them be a mystery. Emily... even her name gave Naomi chills.

Chapter 21

Emily moaned loudly. Her level of desperation for release was reaching atmospheric heights. She bit her lip, trying to withhold any further requests. She wanted, needed Naomi to take charge. She loved feeling her blonde control her body. She took Emily's every need and desire as painted under her skin and in her soul and brought them out in vibrant colors like a fevered painter. It was such an overwhelming mix of emotions. When she felt Naomi move her body, her mouth further down on Emily's body, Emily shivered.

Chapter 22

Naomi took her time kissing, licking. She was hungry for Emily but it would all prove pointless if she couldn't control her own needs. She was teaching Emily how to control herself, her desires, how to channel all of that into brief moments, touches. When Naomi was in Emily's presence, it proved difficult to think let alone control herself. She was beyond captivated by her. Naomi's hand palmed Emily's breast, squeezing, rolling the nipple between her fingers. She loved when Emily reacted to her. Naomi placed kisses along Emily's hip bone.

Chapter 23

Naomi dragged her teeth up the same hip that her lips had just traced. She wanted Emily to shiver right down to her core. She heard the low moan she let out. Naomi teased the same hip bone by coming back down it using her tongue. She could tell Emily was barely holding it together. The need for more coming off her in waves. She glanced up and saw Emily's eyes shut and her bottom lip trapped by her teeth. "Keep your eyes open Emily." Naomi calmly ordered. Emily's eyes snapped open as Naomi smiled up at her. Then Naomi slid further down Emily and placed her mouth on Emily's pussy.

Chapter 24

Naomi took in Emily's heavenly scent. Another sensation she would never tire of. She breathed her in before nuzzling her there. She heard Emily moan and her hips moved up only an inch. Naomi smiled at that. Even in the midst of this, Emily was listening to Naomi's command to not move. She placed soft kisses along the lips, letting her tongue play with the soft downy hair, teasing Emily. Naomi slid her hands down, along Emily's thighs down to her knees. When she brought them back up, she dug her fingers into the skin. Emily moaned, still looking down at Naomi, begging with her eyes.

Chapter 25

Emily was in both heaven and hell. Naomi's mouth on her pussy was absolute pleasure except for the fact that Naomi was taking her time. She worked her lips and tongue slowly. She drew every bit of emotion out of Emily. Every bit of her honey too it seemed. She heard Emily's moans, her unspoken begging for more. Naomi smiled as she licked and sucked. The swollen and throbbing clit pushing against her tongue. She waste no more time in pushing in two fingers in deep, curling them as she couldn't push them in further.

Chapter 26

Emily moaned loudly at Naomi's fingers inside her. She felt them touch that spot. She couldn't help but arch her back completely. She'd take whatever punishment her move might bring but her reaction was pure and natural. She was gasping for air as Naomi started fingering her slow and hard. Emily couldn't stop her body from reacting at Naomi's touch, her look. Even a glance had the power to melt her. But the direct attention, contact. It was always more than Emily thought she could handle but time and again Naomi had shown her that she had it inside her to handle this and more. Always more.

Chapter 27

Naomi could feel Emily's wetness all over her hand. Her body was reacting to it in equal measure. She loved having control over her. Knowing which buttons to push, which way to move. She knew Emily couldn't control herself for too long if Naomi did certain things with her fingers. It brought a smile to Naomi's face. The spasms in Emily told her it wouldn't take much longer. She loved this. The precipice. Waiting for Emily to reach the point where she couldn't help but be pushed off or jump. They could melt into each other like this. Breathing in the fire that was in them together. Naomi curled her fingers more as she pushed them further in.

Chapter 28

Emily could feel Naomi's fingers. They were pushing her to the edge. There was nothing for her to hold on to. Not mentally or emotionally to stop herself from going over. It had started since their first introduction. The energy between them mingling, exploring. This wasn't about sex. It was more. Emily had given herself to Naomi and she had accepted her. She had welcomed her into herself. The waves started low and spread out. She arched her back, unable to speak, unable to let her lover know what was happening. Emily knew that Naomi was aware but it was always her preference to say it. She heard Naomi gasp.

Chapter 29

Naomi gasped at Emily clamping down on her fingers. She had known the orgasm was coming. She had felt it. But it was still impressive to watch her redhead climax. Her entire body involved in the act. Back arching, toes curling, hands grasping and gripping on to nothing. Her mouth slightly open. Her lungs barely taking in air. The slightest sheen of sweat on her skin. She could feel her own body reaching a climax.

Chapter 30

Emily's breathing was ragged as she finally crested and fell into it. Her body convulsed and shuddered. She knew her pussy was likely crippling Naom's fingers but it wasn't something she could control. Her blonde had known exactly what to do and how to do it. She could feel her shaking over her. If she knew Naomi as well as she thought, Emily knew she was reaching her own orgasm. Their bodies had grown into a synchronicity that she had never bore witness to before much less partake in. She heard herself let out another moan as a second wave hit.

Chapter 31

Naomi felt her own pussy clamping on to air. A small whimper escaped her lips at the beauty under her. She was perfect. For her, there had been nothing yet discovered or created that could match Emily. In any way. She was a priceless work of art, a scientific wonder, a literary masterpiece that spanned never ending volumes. She knew her mind would never be truly explored, they would only ever reach a few hundred layers, leaving the rest as virgin territory – always enticing and luring Naomi in.

Chapter 32

She moaned as her body shivered and she felt her own climax ebbing. Her fingers slowly coming to a stop inside Emily. No words were said. Naomi removed her fingers carefully and slipped them into her mouth, savoring Emily's taste, licking and sucking them clean. She could see every noise she made with her mouth against her digits brought a small shudder to Emily's form and she smiled.

Chapter 33

Emily couldn't fathom moving a muscle as her entire existence was holding on to this world by the barest tether. That tether was wrapped around Naomi who hovered above her in the most ethereal manner possible. It confused her in the fact that Naomi was above her but she felt like she was the one adrift in the clouds. She was aware of the concept of floating but hadn't ever experienced enough of it to ever get quite used to it.

Chapter 34

"Come back to me lil'Red." She touched her face, kissed her cheek. The faraway look in her eyes told Naomi her lover was in pure ecstasy. This was the part of having this type of connection with another that always brought her back to this. She'd let her free of all things that kept her grounded save herself. Emily blinked and looked in Naomi's eyes. "Hi."

Chapter 35

Emily opened her eyes and focused on the beautiful blues above her. A lazy smile graced her face and she stretched much like a cat coming out of a nap. Naomi laughed and shook her head. Her hand stroked her cheek. Emily buried her head in Naomi's neck and wrapped her arms around her.

Chapter 36

Naomi stroked Emily's hair, letting the feeling of complete love take over. She kissed her temple and continued kissing down her face until their lips touched. The fire between them, thought extinguished by the mutual climax, stirred. The embers burning brighter as if fed by oxygen. They moaned into the kiss. Naomi was the one to break first. "Wow.. lil'Red."

Chapter 37

Emily smiled and let her lips move along Naomi's jaw. Her voice was lost to the ever present hunger for the blonde. She let her hands move along her body. Curves at her fingertips. She wanted to taste all of Naomi. Her tongue darted out between her lips and she licked her way down her neck.

Chapter 38

Naomi groaned loudly. Her body quickly acquiescing to its need for Emily's hunger. The other side of it. It was no longer about meeting her needs with control and rigidity, or with sensory alteration and stimulation. No rather it was about her body giving way, giving permission to receive, to delight. To feel. To be itself willing to be vulnerable.

Chapter 39

Emily reached into Naomi's very essence and touched her in a way she had never managed to reach another person. Not that she'd ever tried. Not that she wanted to. Naomi was all she wanted. In her, in this, Emily felt powerful, validated. Loved. She drank from her body with her fingers, her mouth. Her soul. They melted into one another without holding back, without end.

Chapter 40

They lay spent. Their bodies wrapped around the other. Their breath and heart following the same beat and cadence. A small giggle escaped one and merged into the other.

"They'll be looking for us soon." A groan that served both acknowledgment and disapproval.

"Can't we stay like this.. for a little while?"

"Yeah.. yeah we can."