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luxuriated in his touch, his fingers and palms finding every inch of her skin and gliding over it.
    The nerves in Natalie’s body were awakened by the body massage. Tanner leaned over her and kissed her cheeks and forehead. She closed her eyes, warm with pleasure and he kissed her eyelids. His cock was erect with the anticipation of his next act. He kissed her passionately, unwilling to move away, wanting his tongue inside her mouth.
    When he did move back, Natalie noticed the burning candles. “Those are low heat candles. They won’t burn your skin. I bought them especially for you,” he said.
    “You’re going to put wax on me?” She asked.
    “Yes, baby. You’ll see,” Tanner said.
    He ran his fingers over her slick skin, causing her to shiver. He smiled , deviously. He sat on the bed beside her, taking one candle in his hand, and sucking some melted wax into an eyedropper. He eyed Natalie with a mischievous look. He held his hand over her stomach and her eyes widened.
    One squeeze of the dropper allowed a single drop to fall onto Natalie’s bare stomach. The heat was an unexpected sensation. A fear, that it would burn her, escalated the sensation. Even though, Tanner had told her it would not.
    Tanner dropped wax over her stomach and her upper arms. She began to wonder what it would feel like in more erogenous areas. The anticipation made her clit tighten.
    Her nipples were stiff, and Tanner’s eyes gleamed. He picked up a small paint brush and dipped it in the candle wax. He delayed, holding it over Natalie’s breasts, letting her worry about when the hot wax would hit her sensitive tissue, and if it would hurt. The anticipation of pain often holds more force than the experience of pain.
    Natalie’s fear of Tanner’s actions caused arousal. She hadn’t expected that. He swiped the tip of the brush over one nipple, the heat of the wax teasing it. She gasped. He did the same to the other nipple. Oh, the sweet pain. It was intense pleasure.
    Tanner reached over to an ice bucket Natalie hadn’t paid attention to before, and plucked out an ice cube. Oh, no .
    Tanner held the cube over her breasts, just for an agonizing second, before touching it to the tips of her nipples. The heated nipples sizzled with the cold of the ice cube. “Tanner. Ah, Tanner,” she begged.
    “Stay still or I’ll have to tie you up,” he cautioned.
    Natalie rolled her head from side to side, scared to move any other part of her body. Tanner tortured her tiny nipples, using the wax and ice, alternately. Natalie didn’t know how much more she could take. She wanted to reach between her legs a nd rub her clit to get relief, but thought better of it. That would certainly be a punishment-worthy action. She better not.
    Tanner bit Natalie’s lower lip and tugged. He kissed her and stroked his tongue along hers. She bravely reached out and wrapped her fist around his huge cock. It was hot and bulging. It felt so good. She wanted his hot dick inside her.
    “Watch yourself,” he warned. He removed her hand, knowing it wouldn’t take much for him to spurt all over her naked stomach, all wax aside.
    Tanner stroked Natalie’s hair and said, “You’re so brave.”
    He once again lifted the candle, but this time had some type of small ladle. Now what? He spooned a small amount of wax, and dripped it out of the ladle, down Natalie’s thighs, first one and then the other. The shocking warmth trickling down her thighs was intense. As if that wasn’t enough, he carefully let the wax drip across the bare skin of her mons, and Natalie glared at it, suspiciously.
    Slowly, a drop worked its way down, stopping just before dripping into her slit. She whimpered. Tanner took an ice cube and held it, hovered over her pubic area. Natalie bit her lip. He pressed the annoying cube against her slit, the ice cold hitting her clit like a sexual onslaught. She screeched.
    “Enough of that,” Tanner said, and put his tools of play on the nightstand. He