A short ride

“You know you want this,” Jess breathed into Rach’s ear, her voice a seductive purr. Rach felt a shiver run down her spine, a mix of excitement and apprehension. She had never been one to shy away from trying new things in the bedroom, but this was different. This was something Rach had only ever read about in those secret, naughty books she kept hidden under her bed.

Rach lay there, her wrists bound tightly to the bedposts with velvety red ribbon. The room was dimly lit by the flickering flames of the candles Jess had scattered around, casting playful shadows across the walls. The scent of vanilla filled the air. Rach’s heart hammered in her chest as she watched Jess move gracefully across the room to pick up a candle. She felt a thrill of anticipation mixed with a touch of fear as Jess approached her with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.

“Just relax,” Jess murmured, her fingertips tracing a line down Rach’s bare arm, sending goosebumps in their wake. Rach took a deep breath and closed her eyes, trying to focus on Jess’s calming voice rather than the unknown sensations to come. The warmth of the candle wax was surprising, not painful as she had feared, but a delicious sensation that made her gasp. The drops fell in a pattern, creating a tapestry of heat and cold across her skin. She felt Jess’s warm hand gently touch the wax, smoothing it into her skin. Rach’s breathing grew heavier as the tension in the room thickened, the air practically crackling with unspoken desires.

The first drop of wax fell onto Rach’s erect nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. She arched her back, pushing herself closer to the sensation. The next drops followed, tracing a line down her torso, painting her in a sticky, warm path. Rach’s eyes fluttered open to meet Jess’s gaze, which was intense and focused, her eyes never leaving Rach’s body. Rach watched the candle move lower, the flame dancing closer to her most intimate areas. The anticipation was unbearable, a sweet agony that had her squirming in her restraint.

Jess’s hand hovered just above Rach’s trimmed mound, a smirk playing on her lips as Rach’s hips rolled in silent plea. Rach felt the first droplet of wax hit her sensitive skin, the heat briefly causing her to gasp before it cooled into a sensual embrace. Jess’s eyes searched Rach’s face, looking for any sign of distress, but finding only pure, unadulterated lust. Rach’s breaths grew ragged as the wax continued its journey, each drop more precise and calculated than the last. The sensation was unlike anything Rach had ever felt, a dance of fire and ice that made her crave more.

Finally, the candle hovered over Rach’s swollen clit, the anticipation like an electric current between them. Rach’s eyes widened, her breath hitching as she waited for the moment of truth. Jess leaned in closer, her breath hot against Rach’s skin, and whispered, “Ready?” Rach nodded, biting her bottom lip to keep from crying out. The wax fell, landing perfectly, sending a spike of pleasure-pain that caused Rach’s entire body to jerk. She moaned deeply. The heat spread from her clit, setting her nerves alight, making her squirm against the restraint of the ribbon.

Jess gently set the candle down, her hand then moving over to the champagne ice bucket that sat on the table. Rach watched as she plucked an ice cube from the cold water. The cube was a stark contrast to the warm, sticky wax that adorned Rach’s body, and Rach couldn’t help but wonder how it would feel against her overheated skin. Jess approached the bed again, holding the ice cube in a way that made Rach’s mouth water with desire. She leaned over Rach’s trembling body, her breasts brushing against Rach’s as she traced the melting ice around each wax drop, sending a shiver through Rach’s core. Rach’s eyes rolled back in her head, the sensation was exquisite, a perfect blend of heat and cold that had her entire body writhing in pleasure.

Jess took her time, teasing Rach with the ice cube as it traveled down her body. Rach felt the chilly touch as it settled onto her clit, it was almost too much to handle. Jess held it there, watching Rach’s face contort in a delicious mix of pleasure and need. Rach’s hips bucked upward, trying to move away from the cold ice. Jess waited, the sadistic glint in her eye growing brighter as Rach’s squirms grew more frantic. Rach’s breathy pleas filled the room, begging for relief from the sweet torment.

With a smirk, Jess pulled the ice cube away and leaned in, her hot breath fanning Rach’s sensitive skin. Rach watched in amazement as Jess wrapped her plush lips around frozen clit and sucked it into her warm mouth, the sudden change in temperature making Rach’s toes curl. The contrast was mind-blowing, the heat from Jess’s mouth searing through the chill, setting her nerves alight in a symphony of sensation. Rach’s hips bucked involuntarily, pushing her pelvis upward to meet Jess’s eager mouth.

Jess broke away, tossing the ice cube back into the champagne bucket with a clink. Rach’s skin glistened with a mix of wax and sweat as Jess moved to the side of the bed. With deft hands, Jess untied the ribbon around Rach’s right wrist, allowing her the freedom to move one hand as she rolled her over onto her stomach. Jess retied her hand back above her head, the red velvet stark against Rach’s pale skin. Rach’s breathing was erratic, her body still trembling from the intense cold and heat that had just been lavished upon her.

Jess strolled to the nightstand with a confidence that Rach found both thrilling and intimidating. Rach could hear the faint rustle of fabric as Jess opened the drawer and retrieved a riding crop. Rach’s eyes widened when she heard the sound of Jess popping the crop against her open palm. The sharp crack echoed through the room, setting Rach’s heart racing even faster. She felt a thrill of fearful anticipation, wondering what Jess had planned for her next.

Jess began to trace the leather crop along Rach’s calves, the light touch sending shivers through Rach’s body. Rach felt the cool leather against her skin, and she tensed, waiting for the first strike. It came swiftly, a gentle tap that made Rach flinch, but the pain was minimal. Jess smirked at Rach’s reaction, her eyes alight with a playful fire. Rach watched the crop travel up her legs, feeling the softness of the leather against her thighs. The pops grew more insistent, the gentle sting growing stronger as Jess explored Rach’s body. Rach’s legs quivered under the onslaught, a fine line of pain that grew more pleasurable with each passing moment.

Jess focused on Rach’s ass, delivering a series of firm pops that made Rach’s cheeks jiggle. Rach gasped, her body tightening in response. The sensation was exhilarating, the pain mixing with the pleasure from the wax to create an intoxicating cocktail. Rach moans with each pop, feeling her skin warming up, the pink hue spreading across her cheeks as Jess admires her handiwork. Jess’s eyes gleamed with excitement, her strokes growing bolder, the crop leaving a trail of heat across Rach’s tender flesh. Rach’s breaths grew shorter, her body arching back into the blows, begging for more.

She moved to the bedside, sitting down on the edge where Rach’s head lay. Rach felt Jess’s weight shift and heard the rustle of fabric as Jess spread her legs, straddling Rach’s face. Rach’s eyes widened as Jess’s pussy came into view, glistening with arousal. The sight was mesmerizing, and Rach couldn’t help but feel a surge of desire. The heady scent of Jess’s desire filled Rach’s nostrils, making her mouth water. Rach licked her lips, eager to taste Jess’s sweetness, to return the favor she had just received.

Jess leaned forward, the riding crop still in hand, her breasts brushing Rach’s cheek. The crop hovered over Rach’s ass, poised to strike again. Rach held her breath, bracing herself for the next wave of sensation. The pop of leather against skin echoed through the room as Jess brought it down firmly on Rach’s upturned bottom. Rach yelped, the pain sharp and sudden, sending a jolt through her body that made her wetter than she already was.

“Earn your spankings, baby,” Jess said, her voice low and sultry. Rach’s eyes widened, understanding dawning on her. Jess wanted her to perform, to show her how much she enjoyed the pain, to prove she was worthy of more. Rach took a deep breath, pushing aside her nerves. If she wanted Jess to keep going, she had to show her she could handle it.

With a sense of determination, Rach buried her face between Jess’s legs. Her tongue darted out, tracing Jess’s wet folds. Jess gasped, her hips moving forward. Rach took that as a good sign and continued, her tongue exploring Jess’s body with a newfound confidence. She lapped at her clit, flicking it with the tip of her tongue, feeling Jess’s legs quiver. Rach could feel Jess’s arousal growing, her pussy becoming wetter, her breathing more erratic. It was intoxicating, the power she had in that moment, knowing she could bring Jess to the brink.

And just when Rach thought she had found the perfect rhythm, Jess brought the riding crop down on Rach’s other ass cheek, a little harder this time. Rach’s moan was muffled by Jess’s flesh as she took the blow, the pain sending waves of pleasure through her body. Rach’s tongue flicked faster, her own desire building with every strike. The sting of the leather was a sharp contrast to the sweet taste of Jess, making Rach crave more.

Jess popped Rach twice quickly, one on each cheek, the sound echoing in the quiet room. Rach flinched forward, the pain making her muscles tighten and her body arch upwards. Instinctively, Rach pressed her face harder against Jess’s pussy, her tongue delving deeper, lapping at Jess’s clit with a fervor that made Jess’s eyes roll back in her head. Rach felt Jess’s thighs tense around her head, the grip of Jess’s hand in her hair tightening.

Jess’s moans grew louder, her breaths coming in gasps as Rach worked her magic. Rach felt the first tremor of Jess’s impending orgasm, the muscles in Jess’s thighs clenching around her face. Rach redoubled her efforts, her tongue swirling around Jess’s clit as Jess’s hips began to buck. Rach could feel Jess’s juices coating her face, the sweet taste driving her wild. The smack of the riding crop on her ass grew more insistent, the sting mixing with the pleasure, pushing Rach closer to her own climax.

Finally, Jess couldn’t take it anymore. She grabbed Rach’s head with both hands, holding it firmly in place as she ground her pussy against Rach’s face. Rach could feel Jess’s clit pulsing, her orgasm releasing. Rach held her breath, the musky scent of Jess’s arousal flooding her senses as Jess’s thighs clenched around her. The riding crop fell to the bedside, forgotten in the intensity of the moment. Rach’s eyes watered with the effort to keep Jess’s pussy in contact with her mouth as Jess’s orgasm crashed over her, her body convulsing with pleasure. Rach’s own need grew stronger with every shiver that passed through Jess’s body, her own climax building with every pulse of Jess’s clit.

After what felt like an eternity, Jess’s tremors subsided, and Rach was released from her embrace. Rach took a deep, shuddering breath, her face sticky with Jess’s cum. Jess leaned down, kissing Rach deeply, sharing her taste with her. Rach moaned into the kiss, the sensation of Jess’s tongue in her mouth almost too much to handle. The taste of Jess’s orgasm mingled with Rach’s own need, making Rach’s clit throb with desire.

With a grace that Rach envied, Jess swung her legs over Rach’s body, landing softly on the floor. Rach felt a moment of cold as Jess moved away from her, but it was quickly replaced by the heat of Jess’s hand as she traced Rach’s spine. Jess went around to climb up between Rach’s legs. Rach felt her heart rate spike, her anticipation reaching a crescendo as Jess’s warm, eager body pressed against hers. Rach could feel Jess’s breath on the back of her neck, her hands squeezing Rach’s ass gently. Rach’s body responded instinctively, arching her back and lifting her hips in silent invitation.

Jess took the hint, her tongue reaching out to trace Rach’s slit from behind. Rach’s legs quivered, the sensation of Jess’s tongue lapping at her from this new angle sending shockwaves of pleasure through her. Rach’s eyes rolled back in her head, her body writhing as Jess tasted her. Jess’s hands held Rach’s thighs open, her tongue swirling around Rach’s clit, dipping into her wetness and then retreating, only to return with more fervor. Rach’s bound hand reached out, gripping the bed sheet tightly as Jess’s tongue explored her, teasing and taunting.

The sound of Jess’s tongue against Rach’s wet flesh filled the room, punctuated by the occasional smack of Jess’s hand against Rach’s ass. Rach’s breathing grew erratic, her moans muffled by the pillow beneath her face. Rach felt the tension in her body coiling tighter, the anticipation of her climax building with each stroke of Jess’s tongue. Rach’s hips rocked back, meeting Jess’s mouth with every movement, her body begging for more.

Jess sensed Rach’s impending orgasm and didn’t let up, her tongue moving faster, more insistently. Rach’s body was a symphony of sensations, the heat from Jess’s mouth, the sting from the riding crop, and the sticky warmth of the wax still clinging to her skin. Rach felt herself teetering on the edge, the pressure building until she couldn’t hold back anymore. Her body tensed, and with a loud cry, Rach came hard, her pussy clenching.

Jess didn’t stop licking and sucking Rach’s clit, even as Rach’s body spasmed with pleasure. Rach’s orgasm seemed to go on forever, waves of ecstasy crashing over her. Rach’s hand that was free gripped the bed sheet tightly, her knuckles turning white with the intensity of her climax. Her body shuddered and convulsed as Jess’s mouth continued to work its magic. Rach’s eyes squeezed shut, and she threw her head back, the pillow muffling her cries of pleasure.

Just as Rach thought she couldn’t take any more, Jess slid two fingers into her wet pussy, curling them up to hit Rach’s g-spot with precise and practiced movements. Rach’s body responded immediately, her walls clamping down on Jess’s fingers as another orgasm began hit her. Rach’s hips rocked back, pushing herself onto Jess’s hand, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. Jess’s tongue never stopped moving, never ceased its relentless assault on Rach’s clit. Rach’s entire world narrowed to the sensation of Jess’s mouth on her, her own moans echoing through the room.

As Rach’s climax began to subside, Jess finally slowed and stopped, her tongue gently lapping at Rach’s sensitive flesh. Rach felt boneless, her body limp and trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure. Jess climbed over Rach, her body straddling Rach’s waist. Rach felt Jess’s warm, soft breasts press against her back as Jess wrapped her arms around her, holding Rach tenderly. Rach felt Jess’s kisses on the back of her neck, her breathing still ragged from the exertion of bringing Rach to climax. Rach’s bound hand finally released the bed sheet, her body relaxing into Jess’s embrace.

With a gentle tug, Jess untied the ribbon that had held Rach’s wrists captive. Rach felt the blood rush back into her hands, the sudden sensation almost painful after being bound for so long. Jess’s hands roamed Rach’s body, her fingers tracing the path of the wax that was now dry and cracking. Rach winced slightly as Jess pulled at the wax, but the pain was quickly forgotten as Jess’s warm hands soothed her skin. Rach’s body felt like it was on fire, each touch sending sparks of pleasure through her.

They lay together in the candlelit room, their breathing gradually returning to normal. Rach’s body was still taut with desire, the aftershocks of her orgasms leaving her feeling both sated and hungry for more. Jess pulled Rach into her arms, their bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs. Rach could feel Jess’s heartbeat, strong and steady against her chest. The room was silent except for the crackle of the candles and their own contented sighs. Rach felt a warmth spread through her that had nothing to do with the wax that still clung to her body.