By Dave





"Go upstairs and get ready" she said; "I've got something special planned for tonight."





Immediately, the blood rushed to my cock. "OK" I said, and went right up, and took off my clothes. I put my nipple rings in, got the usual items out of the closet, laid down on the bed, and waited. I never knew how long the wait would be. I looked at my cock, and it was visibly throbbing. I wondered what she had planned, and fantasized different scenarios. I heard her walking around downstairs, then finally up the stairs.





She came in the room, carrying a glass of wine, closed the door and locked it. "Tie 'em up" she said, handing me the cotton cord that we used all the time. She didn't look at me at all, not even my throbbing cock. While I tied up my balls for her, she took off her clothes and handed me a tube of lotion. I handed her the end of the cord. She said, "Do my back and shoulders" I put the lotion on her shoulders and massaged; occasionally, she would yank on the cord, pulling my balls and making my cock waive around in the air. I was not allowed to touch it.





After about 15 minutes of this, she said, "That's good." This was my opportunity now to ask for something in reward for the massage. I had been looking at her ass a lot while I was massaging her, hoping she would allow me to lick it. I worked up the nerve and asked, "May I please lick your asshole?" "OK," she said, "Just a little bit." This meant that she did not want me to tongue fuck her, just lick and kiss it. I went down, and licked up and down her crack, and spread her cheeks and licked her asshole. She could hear me kissing and smelling it, and she applied a steady pull to my balls. Then she yanked them hard, sat up, and had a drink of wine. She put her shirt back on, and untied my balls. She grabbed the loose skin below my cock and pulled it up and down harder and harder, like she was jerking off my balls.





"Get on the floor" she said, with one last twist and pull on my balls. I got on the floor, and put my ass in the air, not knowing if I'd be whipped, waxed, or fucked in the ass with a dildo. I heard her lighter, and listened to hear her light a cigarette. Then I heard the wine glass being placed back down, and heard her walk over to where I had assumed the position. She put a plastic clothespin on my balls, then another, and another until she had a line of 7 clothespins running from the base of my balls all the way up my cock. She stood up, and I heard the sound of the riding crop as it whistled down towards my ass.





She hit it once, and walked back over to the table her wine was on, and had another drink. She came back to me and whacked my ass four more times, the last one being real hard, maybe as hard as she could, and I almost made a noise. She stopped; I heard the lighter again, and this time I knew it was for a candle. One of her favorite things is to drop red wax on the white part of the marks left by the riding crop. I always hoped she didn't get my asshole, as that stays tender for days if it's waxed. Tonight, she just did the marks on my ass.





This always gets her excited. "Get back up on the bed," she said. Once I was up there, she removed the clothespins, and pumped my cock, just to get it wet. She only pumped it 4 or 5 times, but it felt so good I thought I was going to cum. She got my cock all wet and told me to put it in her. She laid on her side, and I put it in her pussy from the backside. Then she moved so that she was laying on her back, so she could feel her clit. I was not to move my cock at all - just stay still, and lightly feel her nipples. After she had made herself cum, she said, "Will you lick it?" Which of course I did, and she came quickly again and sat up. After another drink, she put some pillows against the headboard, and said, "Lay back." While she played with my nipple rings, she said, "Hold your cock straight up." Then, she reached over to the table and put something in her hand.





She adjusted my cock so that it was a little straighter up. Then, she took a birthday candle out from her hand and began putting it in my pisshole! My heart was beating so hard I thought she could hear it. She put it about an inch or inch and a half in, and took out her lighter and lit it.





She grabbed my balls and squeezed them, and really worked them over, while I kept my cock up. At last some wax dripped down the candle on to the head of my cock. After 3 drips on my cock head, the candle was getting short, and the flame getting close to my pisshole. She positioned her mouth over my cock, and dropped a big glob of spit on the candle, putting it out, and covering my cockhead. What a site.





I just kept holding my cock. She said, "I saved the best part for last." I felt like throbbing all over. I thought that the birthday candle was the special treat she had in store for me. What else could it be? I wondered. "I want you to get your cock pierced" she said, "the Prince Albert. And I want you to have it done tomorrow. OK?"





We had talked about it before, but I never thought she'd really want me to get it done. I was in such a submissive mode, I said "OK" very quickly. Then I thought to say "Thank you" though I felt like I was barely able to think.





She took out the candle from my cock, and said "Good. Now make yourself cum real quick, cause I want to watch TV."





She pulled open the dresser and took out a spoon we kept in there. I did cum quickly, and there was a lot of cum on me. As she often does, she scooped up the cum on the spoon and let it slide off the spoon into my open mouth. Of course I swallowed it.





"Happy Birthday" she said. "Thanks, that was really great" I said, still kind of dazed from the whole thing. "I really meant that about the PA" she said, referring to the Prince Albert. "I'll go to Pierceology tomorrow then, and get the 10 gauge bead ring we talked about." I said. "That sounds good" she said, and got up and went downstairs.