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of wax land on my back. It's hot but not as hot as I thought that it would be. My body still tenses a little with the new sensation, feeling the wax being dripped down my back. Each drip exciting me even more. I feel the wax running along my curves and then hardening. 

I begin to whimper and moan with each drip continuing down my back as the drips start to rain down on my ass. I can feel my cunt getting wetter, so aroused by the feeling of the wax hitting my skin hotly and then cooling off. My moans continue to get louder.

"I think that my pet likes this, huh?"

"Oh yes Sir, such an erotic feeling as the wax drips onto my skin. The way the slight pain changes into pleasure."

"I knew that you would like it my little slut and I know that you are dripping wet now too."

"Mmm yes I am Sir, you know me all to well."

"Well, my little whore, I think that you deserve that reward now for being such a good girl and handling your first wax play session so well."

I feel the table move as you climb up on top of it, your knees spreading my legs apart as you lay down on top of me. I feel the wax on my back and ass cracking and separating, such an odd sensation to feel. Your cock quickly invades my warm wet hole getting in deeply, and starting to fuck me hard. I think that the wax play has gotten you quite excited too. As we fuck I feel the wax cracking more as I move to meet your thrusts trying to get your cock deeper in me, wanting and needing it so badly, feeling my orgasm grow inside me from all of the stimulation on my body.

I hear you whisper in my ear what a good girl I am for you, how pleased that you are with me. You tell me that I'm so good that I can cum when I'm ready to I don't need to ask your permission first. You're kissing my neck and nibbling on my ear. You know how much I love that and how hot it gets me as it brings me closer and closer to cumming.

I try to hold out for as long as I can. I want to wait for you to cum too, but I can't I'm fighting an uphill battle here. My body is perched on the edge and needing to cum, so stimulated by everything. I moan loud and cum hard writhing underneath you, my hips bucking against your cock taking it deeper in me, my cunt spasms around your cock. You can't hold it for much longer either. I can tell from the sounds of your pleasure. I feel you fuck me even harder as you cum, your cock pounding my cunt. Then I hear your loud moan as I feel your cock twitch inside and unload your cum into me. 

You relax down against me, our bodies both spent, feeling very content and sated. You whisper in my ear again how much you enjoyed sharing this with me and then you move to get off my back, allowing me to rollover so we can face each other. I'm glad that this table is large enough to accommodate both of us comfortably.

I snuggle into you more, your arms wrapped around me. I feel you pick the wax from off of my back and ass, still such a strange feeling, but an experience that I totally enjoyed. I have some fun of my own cleaning you up also seems that bits of wax have gotten on you while you were lying on my back fucking me. 

We're cleaned up for the most part, but we are in need of another shower to clean everything properly. We kiss gently as we lie there in contentment. 

"That was awesome, my sweet pet. We will have to do that again very soon, but next time I'll do your front."

"Sounds like a plan to me Sir, and if the front of me feels as good when you get finished it should be an awesome experience."

"That it will be, my pet, that it will be." You kiss me gently again and ask me if I'm hungry. We never did have any dinner.

"Mmm yes food would be good about now. What do you think about ordering a pizza and then getting into the box of chocolates, Sir?"

"That sounds cool, but you're forgetting one thing, my pet. We can't forget the champagne."

"Ahh yes, you are long overdue for one of my famous champagne blowjobs Sir, but a shower, dinner and then we'll talk about my dessert. Well I guess that it could be dessert for you too." Live in the Now While the Future figures you Out

 It's that moment in life you ponder what happens from here. It's that moment when you realize everything will change. It was that moment for me three years ago when my wife and mother to my son died in my arms. She had been battling cancer for several months without treatment. Why you ask? Because she believed that when it's your time to go it's your time to go. So after six months of fighting she called me into our bedroom to hold her then in the middle of the night as we snuggled she passed.

Now please don't tear up. This story is not meant to make you cry. It's to make you understand how I came to this point in my life. You see I was her Dom. Her body was mine to use and her pleasure came from my use of her. She loved to serve me and was always ready to enjoy it.

For us it was not just a bedroom thing. She was submissive to me at all times. This did not mean that I walked all over her or she was a doormat, but that I dressed her, left her chores, and gave her every command within our limits. She was happy to do as I asked and yes she still held a job. 

Then Jack was born. This did not stop our lifestyle but only enhanced it. When she was still pregnant, her pussy was dripping constantly, even more than before. She wanted my cock all day and every day. I gave it to anytime she asked. Once Jack was born we followed the doctor's orders to wait, ask much as we got frustrated doing it, but then she just sucked my cock every night until we could fuck. As well as using that time to try anal which she never had. During that time she became an anal slut.

She was the love of my life so when she died so did my desire. Until that fateful day. After several months of doing what I could to raise my son and still work, the stress was getting to me. Don't think I didn't love him, it's just I know I couldn't do it alone and with no other family members to help I hired a nanny. Even though I worked from home, I needed the extra hands when I was extremely busy or had a deadline.

Sarah. A perfect peach of a young woman. She is about 5'5". Long light brown hair with deep green eyes. She is thick yet nice and curvy. 36C cups and legs that went to a perfect v. 20 years old and still in collage she was referred by a co-worker. Always on time and willing to help with more than watching Jack and a sweetness about her that I adored.

She was such a sweet thing. She would not only watch and help with Jack, but she would run errands if I was too busy or make dinner for all of us. She would just sit and chat with me when she wanted to talk about her day. A time or two we had a drink together, but I made sure it was hours before she drove home or I would drive her if Jack was still up.

I never thought about her as more than a nanny until one night when I was working in my office later than normal. I had two screens on my computer. One showed the contract I was writing up for the company the other an adult story I was reading. As usual she knocked on the door even though it was open. It was best to get my attention as sometime I would be deep in concentration on my work. I turned without thinking to see her poke her head in.

"I'm heading home for the night Mr. Fletcher."

"Sarah I have asked you to please call me Jim." She nodded. "See you tomorrow then." She nodded again but I noticed her eyes were not looking at me, but at my computer screen. It was then that it hit me the story was still up. I smiled and snapped my fingers bring her attention back to me.

"Yes Sir." She said shyly as she cleared her throat. She turned and left quickly. I heard the door close then sighed. I wondered if she could read what was on the screen. The title was not on the main screen as I was halfway through the story, but you could tell it was a bdsm story.

It started as a typical bdsm story with the Dom/sub dynamic as usual. When Sarah walked in I was at a point where the story turn different than the ones I normally read. At this point they author introduced his characters to DD/lg or Daddy Dom/ little girl. It was something that my late wife and I had looked into, but never got any further as we were dealing with her cancer. The main reason it interested us was that we felt that our lifestyle was close just had not recognized it until it was too late.

Now I can hear people saying "Eww that's incest. How can you think of something like that? What are you a pedophile wanting your wife to act like a little girl?" No. No. No. It's not like that. One it has nothing to do with incest. Two it's not about age in that sense. Three it's about state of mind. As a Daddy Dom it's about the nurturing aspect of Domination. For the little it's the state of mind that they want to be cared for and nurtured but they are still an adult. When I read more about it I realized that I was a Daddy Dom.

Bring my thoughts back to my computer I wanted to finish the story. As I continue to ready my cock woke up. Not ready to stroke it yet I finished reading the story, turned off my computer and went to bed. As I was lying there waiting for sleep to hit me, my mind wondered to Sarah. 

When I finally fell asleep the dreams started. Sarah on her knees waiting for my hard cock to enter her mouth. On her back as I pounded her deep, filling up her pussy with my seed. The last dream she was on her knees, hands bound behind her, my three chain clamps on her nipples and her clit. Her