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To Find a Flame
Juli bit her lip, leaning into the scalding hot flow of the shower stream, a tide of citrus scented bubbles mixing in with the water and tracing down her belly only to catch in the stubble of unshaven hair that nestled between her thighs. She ran the sharp layered blades of the razor between her legs, the strokes turning the glaze of stubble gracing her lips into a baby smooth canvas, the steamy water acting like tiny fingers probing against the oh so sensitive area. She stood there for a time, letting her mind wander as her fingers explored the newfound smoothness, savoring the warmth of the water against her skin as a cloud of steamy mist filled the bathroom. She winced a little as she turned around to spread the heat to her backside, the strong jet of water licking at her bruised bottom, memories of the night before further fogging her mind. Ericka had done a thorough job in insuring Juli spent the rest of the weekend being obedient.
Juli sighed contentedly and fluttered her eyelids open, brushing droplets of water off her eyelashes and clearing her mind. After all, she'd been in the shower nearly 20 minutes already, Ericka would likely wonder what was keeping her. She reluctantly turned off the faucets, squeezing the water from her hair and groping around the steam-filled bathroom for a towel, annoyance narrowing her gaze when none was found. Even the towel she had draped across the tiles in front of the tub had disappeared, along with the lilac silk robe she had hung on the door.
She was just about to stick her head out the door and holler, figuring it to be a bratty antic of one of her friends, when she noticed the tiny flickering light of a tea candle resting on the ceramic lid of the toilet. Juli felt her body flush in excitement, her towels long forgotten as water dripped down her body and pooled on the floor, her eyes locked on the candle. She was sure she knew what this meant, and the prospect sent a shiver through her despite the lingering warmth of the tiny fogged room.
Juli ran her fingers through her tangle of auburn hair, the strands sliding out of her fingers and clinging to her skin, partially hiding the small roundness of her breasts. She picked up the candle carefully, cradling it in her palm as she slowly opened the door and inched out into the dressing area, staring at her reflection in the mirror. She was oddly nervous, her heart thumping wildly in her chest but that betraying tingle of excitement mingling with the flush of her still-wet skin. She blew the candle out and set it on the counter, instinct leading her to the bedroom, her usual worries about nudity already lost in the overpowering desire of submission the sight of the tiny candle had inflicted in her.
The bedding had been pulled off one of the beds, save for the single stark white sheet that stretched innocently across the mattress. Dozens of candles of all sizes were flickering around the dimmed room, casting erotic shadows across the walls and the heavy drawn drapes of the corner windows. An unidentified aroma filled the air, sweet and smoky at the same time. Juli inhaled deeply, goosebumps prickling at her flesh and nipples quickening to hard nubs as the chilled air surrounded her. Ericka was still nowhere to be seen, and Juli bit her lip, unsure of what to do, shivering and wet as she surveyed the room. There was no other indication of Ericka's intentions for her, save for the candles.
She felt a warm palm close around the curve of her buttocks and jumped with a soft yelp of surprise, twisting around to see the missing Domme smiling softly at her, her hand delivering a sharp swat to Juli's bottom as she wordlessly herded the girl over to the bed and sat, pulling Juli over her lap. Juli squirmed into a comfortable position, her naked body close to Ericka's and her bottom perched high for the Domme's hand. The silence was broken as Ericka's palm landed smartly on Juli's wet bottom, sending droplets of water flying and earning her a squeak from Juli. This wasn't a punishment, not by far, but Ericka didn't spank with any less force than she usually did, and Juli knew her arousal and desire to please was more than enough to make the pain tune her arousal even finer. No doubt Ericka had figured this as well.
The candles flickered uneasily with the constant movement as Ericka's hand continued to land all over Juli's bottom, the smacks sounding louder than normal, drowning out the recipients moans and squeaks of pleasure as she wiggled and writhed in Ericka's lap. Her hair draped down over her shoulders to obscure her face, droplets of warm water tickling down her back and pooling between her thighs, even the simplicity of a tiny drop of water enough to make Juli squirm and whimper when it found just the right spots. Ericka held Juli tight to her, her hand raining down on her target until Juli was nearly whimpering with desire, her bottom thrusting up wantonly with each smack, the pain sending waves of desire thundering through her body. She could easily have laid there forever, savoring the spanking, wanting harder and more.
Juli whined softly in protest as the assault stopped and Ericka gently guided her off her lap, voice soft but firm as she pointed at the bed with a manicured finger, "Get on your hands and knees, bottom in the air and head down on the bed."
Juli complied, getting into the position Ericka ordered and burying her head in her arms; her seared reddened bottom perched high in the air expecting to feel the bite of another implement. Instead, she felt Ericka's gloved hand spread her asscheeks, smearing a dab of cool gel around the tightness of her bottom hole. Juli whimpered quietly and wiggled, but a sharp smack to the sensitive area between her cheeks and a stern warning from the Domme to stay still quieted her. She felt the thick smoothness of a plug probing against the ring of her anus and willed herself to relax, taking the plug obediently, biting back a wince as the thickest part stretched her.
Juli felt a pat on her bottom as Ericka finished and lifted her head to gaze back at the Domme. Ericka motioned for her to lay down on her back, and Juli did so, the feeling of fullness in her bottom heightening as her weight shifted. She started to cross her arms across her breasts, suddenly aware of her nudity, but bit her lip and spread her arms out above her head instead. This earned a pleased smile from Ericka, who ran a warm hand appreciatively up the length of Juli's arm, taking her wrist firmly and pulling it up towards the edge of the bed, securing her wrist in a restraint she seemed to pull out of nowhere. Juli tugged her arm to test the bound, surprised to see there was little give, feeling her heart resume its hammered protest in her chest as Ericka moved from side to side, binding Juli spread eagle across the bed. Her thighs were secured wide and open, exposing the privacy of her smoothly shaved pussy, her arms stretched out to leave her small breasts bared for Ericka's mercy.
Juli closed her eyes, taking a slow shaky breath as she tried and proved her bounds to be secure, sinking resignedly into the depths of her situation. Her body took on a slow tremble, barely noticeable to an unknowing eye, but Ericka knew. Juli felt Ericka's presence on the bed next to herself, a warm hand slowly exploring her body, sometimes firm, others an almost ghostly tickle. Juli let out a soft moan, her lips parting and back arching as much as her restraints allowed as the touch reached her nipples, which hardened willingly under the gentle squeezes and pinches. Juli took another shuddering breath, each touch of the Domme's hand tweaking her arousal to perfecting, tuning her mind delicately into the most submissive channel it knew of. The tight bite of a clamp securing to her nipples brought forth another gasp, the second sending a deep shudder of desire seemingly through her very veins, nipples throbbing wondrously under the chilled grip of the clover clamps Ericka had secured there, the chain resting serenely between her breasts.
Ericka trailed her fingers up Juli's thighs, the tips of her nails barely brushing the smoothness of her glistening pussy. Juli whimpered shamelessly, lifting her hips into the Domme's touch, her eyes still closed, oblivious to anything but the pain, the touch, the desire for more. Juli felt the chain of the clover clamps lifted from her chest, pulling the clamps taunt, their bite taking on a more sensational grip; Ericka's fingers suddenly parted her pussy lips, finding the pearl of her desire and pinching it between her nails. Juli gasped loudly, her eyes flying open to fix a pleading gaze on Ericka's own sadistic one.
"Who are you submitting to Juli?"
Juli's eyes flickered with a momentary burst of defiance as her glazed hazel gaze locked with the Domme's own deep brown stare, but a firm twist of the clamps and a fresh wave of gloried pain chased any doubts away and she lowered her gaze, her voice thick with pure desire and answered honesty, a flush of pleasure heating her cheeks as she realized how much she meant it and wanted it. "You Ma'am."
She peeked back up through her long lashes to see the smile on Ericka's lips before closing them again, no longer caring to see or know what was in store for her, sinking into the haze of submission that had been tugging at her since she glimpsed that candle. Ericka released her pinch on Juli's clit, but the effects were not so quick to fade.
The first drop of wax was almost lost into the depths of Juli's submissive state, the molten drop landing squarely between her breasts and cooling there before suddenly bursting into a delayed pinprick of searing pain. Another drop joined it, splashing right on the downward curve of her stretched breasts, the wax leaving a heated path in its wake as it followed the curve, pooling next to the first drop. Juli gasped and bit her lip, her breath coming in short pants mixed with whimpers and moans, torn between wanting the pain to stop and the deep need to please the Domme, each drop of wax betraying her as her thighs slickened with her own arousal.
Ericka took her time, mapping out rivers and valleys of hued melten wax all over the submissive's body, some drops falling from such a height that they landed to leave barely a tingle, others dripping so low the Juli could feel the heat flickering from the tapered candle flame. Juli's body shook as the familiar trembles of subspace engulfed her, her pussy lips and nipples throbbing as each and every drop of wax found its target, drawing gasps from her lips and shivers of masochistic pleasure from her body. Her buttocks flexed as Ericka moved the taper lower and lower, painting an obscure path down her helpless body as Juli savored the feeling of fullness every time her bottom tightened around the plug. Every move she attempted reminded her of her bound position, how utterly helpless she was to her own whims, completely at mercy to Ericka's every touch and move. Oh what bliss!
Ericka slid her fingers between Juli's thighs, parting her moist lips and once again finding the now hardened nub of her clit, sliding the tip of her finger gently over the surface. Juli squirmed in the ecstasy of the touch, gasping loudly and thrusting her hips violently into Ericka's touch as another drop of wax landed on the puffiness of her lips and trickled lazily down her slit before suddenly cooling to a stop. Juli however, was not cooling any, her desperation tuned up a notch by the continued mix of pleasurable touch and droplets of pain. Ericka puppeteered her deeper and deeper into oblivion until every drop of wax was as welcome and wanted as a touch to the clit or a shift of the plug withen the tight confines of her bottom.
Juli felt Ericka part her lips once again, this time slipping a vibrator deep inside her. She took it easily, the results of the passed time clearly aiding the insertion. Ericka turned it to the lowest setting, barely enough to have any real effect, but enough to keep Juli's arousal at a peak. Juli tightened her muscles hungrily around the vibe, purring as she shifted her hips, distracted from Ericka's next move until her nipples exploded in pain, the dulled grip of the clamps removed swiftly and the blood rushing back to the surface, leaving waves of aching throb in its wake. A hot drop of wax was added to the torture, aimed for the nipple and landing right on, coating the hardness with its own unique bite. First one, then the other, one spot barely cooling, barely processing before another was quickly dropped. Juli shuddered and curled her hands into fists, her nails biting into the flesh of her palms but unable to distract her from the sensation of her nipples, the vibrations between her legs or the nagging fullness of her bottom. The desire to orgasm was stronger than ever, engulfing her mind and blocking out even the plays of the wax game.
Ericka picked up a slim purple crop, the slapper end a firm slip of leather with a sure bite. She trailed the tip slowly, teasingly up Juli's leg. Juli stiffened at the sensation, recognizing the feel of the dreaded implement, but lifting her hips hungrily into the touch nonetheless. Ericka brought the crop down swiftly between her thighs, the puffiness of her lips cushioning the blow, but her throbbing clit felt the strike as surely as the rest of her flesh. Juli bit her lip hard and tried vainly to close her legs, forgetting her bounds, and choked back a gasp when the realization of her helplessness struck her beneath the glaze of subspace. The crop followed a reverse path of the wax, striking her oh so exposed thighs up and down, sometimes aiming perfectly in the middle and coaxing a long shudder from Juli as specs of wax parted from her trembling flesh. Ericka refocused her target to Juli's chest, the leather slapper striking wax-coated breasts and hardened nipples then trailing soothingly up and down her arms as she processed the sensations, savoring the harsh bite and near begging for more as the feeling faded to a duller nibble.
Ericka set the crop aside and traced her fingers over the still vivid outline of the slapper marring Juli's thighs and breasts, sliding her fingers over her nipples with a hard pinch and trailing down to her nether lips again. Juli's whimpered pleadingly as Ericka teasingly brushed over her lips, neglecting her swollen clit and turning the vibe up a notch so the vibrations shuddered with renewed vigor through Juli's quivering, anxious body. Juli's grit her teeth in frustration, torn between a deep want to continue the torturous session and needing a release she'd never felt so desperate for. She felt Ericka's hand softly stroke her cheek, and fluttered her eyes open with a gasp, blinking as she struggled to focus on the Domme's chestnut hued gaze.
"Beg for it Juli."
Juli sighed in despair, her cheeks flushing as she fought to hold her focus, the need between her legs building second by intense second. When she didn't answer, Ericka reached down and expertly found her clit, manipulating the bud to near orgasm and stopping just short of the grand finale. Juli grunted in true despairing frustration, her body tense with a near obsessive need, torn between this final step of complete submission, and holding on to the last inch of control she could muster. Oh what a struggle, the answer so clear, so obvious, yet so out of reach it made her want to scream at the absurdity of it all.
"Beg for it Juli." Ericka repeated, pinching the clover clamps mercilessly onto Jule's aching nipples and giving the chain a knowing yank. Juli squeaked out a murmured "please...", which prompted Ericka into another sadistic pull, twisting the knob of the vibe between her legs to high and tapping a finger squarely over Juli's clit in tiny, firm spanks. Juli struggled again against her bounds, feeling them tighten around her flesh, the clamps biting into her nipples, her bottom tight and pussy shivering with waves of vibrations. There was no escape, no saving grace but to obey, to submit in entirety.
Thus submit she did, heart racing with the realization of what was happening. She had never truly been able to orgasm at the touch of another, too spoiled to her own precise touch and too insecure in her own submission to allow that bit of control to be so completely out of her own. The words that moments ago had seemed too large of a wall to hurdle suddenly crumpled down with ease, like a tried and tested dandelion in the wind, pleasingly released at the whims of another. "Please let me climax," she murmured pleadingly, heart skipping a beat at the lustfulness and desire to please she heard in her own voice, "Please let me orgasm for you Ma'am!"
Juli felt the climax building, knowing she wouldn't be able to hold it back no matter what the answer was, but needing to hear it all the same. Ericka's answering demand was all she needed, the firm 'You may Juli.' opening a floodgate of pent up desire. A desire to please, to submit, to take what was bid and give in equal return. To reach a level of submission unhindered by fears or doubts or unspoken wants. To share the entirety of her desires when bid to do so, and please the bidder in the process.
Ericka slowly coaxed a finger around Juli's clit once more, her other hand tugging at first easily and then harsher, her fingers grinding in patterned circles around Juli's clit. Juli shuddered in relief at Ericka's answer, the tenseness of her body reaching it's limit as wave after delicate wave of climax washed upon her, soaking up every sensation her body had tolled since the start of this long-awaited scene and rolling it all into one grand finale. Ericka slowly loosened the tug of the chain, releasing the clamps swiftly as Juli hit the height of her orgasm, the added jolt of pain sending her clearly over the edge with a long moan of sweet, submissive pleasure.
When finally the last ounce of Juli's desire had been spent, she collapsed back down on the bed, her body tingling and flushed, the shakes that always accompanied the trip to subspace the only lingering remains of feeling she had any energy left to give, and even those out of her control. Ericka gently removed the vibe and plug, releasing Juli'ss bounds and laying next to her on the bed as Juli curled up, too content to really realize it was over. They laid there quietly for a long time, watching the candles that remain lit bounce their flames against the walls as Juli breath slowed and evened. A soft murmured sigh escaped from her lips, barely distinguishable before she drifted off to sleep.
Ericka heard it though. She'd said thank you.
