smiling...pouring Myself a java....sitting down for a while

entering...wondering why You keep pouring Yourself a java before You invite me...crossing to kneel at Your feet...kissing Your boots...licking away the dust from a long day

smiling.....kisssing you....taking out a red ballgag...handing it to you
Put it on slave.

kissing You...thinking i didn't even say a word...and looks like i won't be either...taking the gag from Your hand...opening my mouth...fastening the strap snugly

smiling softly, taking a pair of black leather cuffs....tossing them to you...whisssspering
Around the ancles slave.

catching the cuffs...inhaling the tang of leather...fastening them quickly...watching Your expression...smiling just a bit

slowly finishing the java....standing up....taking your hair ...slowly marching you to the scene...up...letting you sit in the center of the scene.....while I walk to the cabinett, taking some....things.....smiling softly as I walk back...seeing your shivering body...on your knees....waiting

waiting nervously as You down the java...wincing at Your grip in my hair...following You obediently...kneeling...watching as You forage through the cabinet...apprehensive...excited...

slowly I kneel down, attaching the spreader bar to the cuffs.....silently locking a pair of black steelcuffs around your wrists.......standing...taking the hook....cranking it downwards.......connecting it to the bar...then slowly pushing you forward....catching you so your nose wont be hurt....lying you flat on your stomach......then sloooowly....hoisting you upwards...leggs spread wide....higher....higher...until you hang freely in the air

helping You...willingly spreading my legs wide...holding out my wrists for the bite of the cuffs...frightened for a moment as You push me off-balance...then caught safe by You...coming up off the floor...scared and trembling

taking the first candle I have brought from the cabinett.....a thick black candle.....altarcandle....slowly rubbing it with oil....and Tiger Balm...then ....carefully sliiiding it deep inside your sex....forcing it open...wide open...filled....reaching for the second candle...a red...not so thick....oiling it....then carefully...slowly....inserting it into your ass....looking at your filled slave body....taking a match...lighting the candles...then lighting a smoke.....eyeing you...watching the slow waxdrops ooze down...towards your bound body

blood rushing to my head...making me faint and dizzy...or is that You doing that?...moaning softly through the gag as the candles enter my openings...gasping harder as i notice the effects of the Tiger Balm...trying to remain still so as not to hurry the wax...trembling helplessly in spite of my efforts...a momentary pang of envy when i realise You're smoking...tensed...waiting

smiling ....letting the smoke slowly calm Me a little....slowly reaching inside My vest...taking out a handfull of sterile needles......taking the first....letting the sharp tip sloowly penetrate your left asscheek.....going deep......watching the first drop of wax...slide onto your skin.......taking the second needle......pushing into your right cleft.....feeling your tension

well beyond trembling...restraining my movements with all my will when i realise what You are about to do...swaying from my ankles regardless...biting hard on the gag as the needles drive deep...twice...tensing every muscle as the burning wax finds my tender skin...

sensing your trembles through the third needle...making a match to the first...and the fourth.....joining in with the second.....letting My leatherclad hand slowly caress the blue needlebottoms...sending sivery pain and fire inside....walking slowly...around you....kneeling down...catching your left nipple with My fingers......pinching it....hard

trying to relax my tense muscles...breathing deeply...slowly...nearly succeeding until You move the needles...feeling them deep inside me...burning as much as the wax...clenching the candles so hard when You pinch my nipple that they nearly eject...crying into the gag...eyes wet and pleading...

smiling softly as I slooowly push the first needle through the nipple...soon to be join by a second and third....then changing the direction...letting the next three neddle cross back the first three....hearing your soft moans of pain and passion....changing to the right breast....repeating ....twelve needles for twelve months......slowly I stand again...taking the last drag on the smoke before extinguishing it

Your actions back in my line of vision...watching You press the steel shafts through my tender nipples...trying to control my cries until the pleasure can overtake the pain...counting the needles...part of my mind admiring the pattern...part of my mind lost in pain...and passion

turnign to the low table, takiing a thick bundle of crayons....black and red.....holding it up to the flames arising from your bottom....letting the hot burning wax slowly cover your skin....all of it....asscheeks....cunt...ass....asscrack....thighs....painting you slave...with the hard love of a Black Heart.....smiling at your shudder....at your scent.......slowly...taking away the crayons...whissssspering
Cum slave.

closing my eyes at the sight of the crayons...knowing how hot they burn...jerking against my will as the melted wax finds my most tender places...tears running freely...moaning soft lil cries through the gag...of pain...of lust...of need...climbing higher and higher toward the heavens...wanting so very much...the whisper of Your voice cutting through the haze of my mind...responding to Your command...cumming hard...quivering everywhere...feeling some of the wax crack from the contraction of my skin...wondering if my copious juices have extinguished the candles before they flew

chuckling as I watch the two candles being shot out by your cramping....the dull thud of them echoing in the room.......smilingly I unhook My whip....eye meeting eye....as the first strike meets your skin...sending a haze of waxflakes flying......leaving My mark on your skin....and again

strike after strike ...picking away the wax....leaving your thighs welted...burning red ....striped in blue .....slowly I reach out..taking away the needles in your ass....then letting the soft leather of the whip mark you again....hard...driving...fiery

barely aware when You take the whip...but knowing from Your eyes...icy blue in demand...the wax so thick that the first blows have only thud without sting...but the wax tugs my skin as they part company...crying harder...the pain more intense after the release of orgasm...closing my eyes to focus on rebuilding the arousal that allows me to bear it

smiling as I change aim...the whip slowly tearing your sex...hard....wet slavecunt....hard leather...again...again...fire and pain....making you tingle....slowing down...letting the whip come to a stop as I whisssper
Cum slave, for Me.

screaming so loud that it echoes...in spite of the gag...as the needles slide through my skin again...the whip's fire taking me back up...hard and painful...and loving and joyous...knowing i will bear the marks with pride

trying to bend my knees against my own weight...wanting to be even more open...welcoming the blows on my hot and soaking pussy...trying to meet them...crying out again...in protest as Your stop...yet obeying Your order...as i always obey...and cramping hard in another orgasm...cumming at Your word...under Your control...of all my pain and pleasure

smiling softly as I kneel down...taking out the gag and the needles...bending to kiss you...before I let you down...unlocking the cuffs....grabbing your hair....and returning to My seat....smiling softly ...whisspering
you did well slave.

swallowing hard when You remove the gag...trying to catch my breath...losing it again as Your withdraw the needles...wincing at their bite...my wrists and ankles making their own pain known...following You...urged by the tug on my hair...kneeling panting at Your feet...and smiling at Your praise...whispering softly...Thank You, Master

soft smile Feel free to talk, and do bring Me a java slave.

nodding...rising and taking Your mug...Your favourite one...refilling it with hot java and just the right amount of sugar...popping a sugar cube in my mouth...for energy...returning to kneel and offer the mug...

Master? Twelve needles for twelve months is sort of romantic...but couldn't You count by years?

figuring i'm lucky You didn't count by days...

chuckling as I take the java...sipping Greedy slave ? I might do that still slave.

laughing...pointing back in the archives...i remember mention of 365,000 needles, Master

chuckle.....starting to calculate the minutes during a year....hmmmmm...sipping some java

E/everybody get 525,600? Now, let's not always see the same hands...

rofl Tom Lehrer was good lover, always up to date.

laughing...stretching up to kiss You

i thought You'd appreciate that, Master...shall i do it in base eight?

folding down my thumbs...hoping they'll not need to be removed for the exercise

2002440₈

grinning....leaning down kissing you....have to sleep slave....til tomorrow...nodding to A/all...and slowly fades of to rt

kissing You...smiling up at You...Good night, my Master...take care tomorrow