The Waiting Was Over. A Slaves Fantasy

He had been anticipating this day for some time now. He arrived at her house 10 minutes early as he did not want to be late. He took a very deep breath stepped out of the car and started walking up the side walk to her front door. He paused for a minute before ringing the doorbell. He could feel his heart beating through his chest. His mouth was dry and he was sweating. He rang the doorbell. As she opened the door, he could feel his legs getting weak. "Come in" she said. He walked inside and closed the door behind him. He remembered his instructions given to him the day before. He took his shoes off and walked into the room on the right. He stripped down and placed his clothes in the closet. He walked out into the hallway, keeled down, and bowed his head. She walked out of a dark room with a collar and a hood in her hands. She placed the collar on his neck and locked it. She then put a black hood on his head. She took his hand and he stood up. She guided him into her dungeon and had him sit on a bed. His breathing became faster and his heart felt as if it was on his throat. She had him lay down. He heard her heels clacking in the cement floor. Her hands slowly ran up his legs. She spread them open into a V shape. He felt her tying both of his ankles to the end of the table. She then tied each of his wrists to the end of the table legs. She leaned into his ear and whispered, "Relax. Control your breathing." As he lay naked on the cold bed, she started to clip clothes pins around his penis and ball sac. He flinched at every clip and they started to burn and sting, but he dare not scream in pain knowing she could inflict more pain as punishment. She then placed one on each nipple. He let out a low grunt of displeasure and pain. The next thing she did was pull out a small cane and started to tap the clothes pins softly one by one. With each tap he flinched and held his breath during each one. The taps got harder and harder and one by one the pins shook, pulling the skin tightly almost to the point of them being ripped off. At this point he almost couldn't stand the pain but pushed through it knowing that it would please his Mistress. He heard the sound of a lighter being flicked and wondered in anticipation what he would be experiencing next. It was a few minutes of her shuffling around and silence before he felt something quite warm and running down his chest and abdomen. He realized that she was pouring hot wax from a candle on him. First it was a few small drips then it progressed to running wax down his genitals. He arched his back and semi twisted around. She smacked him with her hand across his leg which caused him to lay back down flat on the bed. "I told you to not move". She poured more wax onto his body. All over his penis and his balls. Up his stomach and chest. He was covered in wax. His breathing was very shallow and he was trying to catch his breath. He the felt something cold scraping at the wax on his body. She had pulled out a sharp dagger to scrape all of the wax off his body. She held the blade sideways and slowly traced it up his legs pressing down hard enough so he could feel the sharpness but not hard enough to leave cuts on his skin. She straddled him and sat on his stomach. He started to breathe faster anticipating what she was going to so next. As she proceeded to scrape the wax off his body, she leaned into his face and slapped it. He felt as if he was going to cry but held it in. One tear fell down his face. She grinned and wiggled on top of him, pressing down on his groin. He moaned a little more. She finally stood up and moved away. The room fell silent. He didn't know where she was or what she was doing. Again, his heart started to race faster and faster. As she came back into the room he could hardly breathe. He took a big gulp. Just as he was in mid swallow, he felt an electric shock go through his body. He let out a yell and clenched his teeth. She started to laugh and kept pressing it against different places of his body. Just when he thought he couldn't take it anymore she grabbed the hood and pulled it off. He opened his eyes and looked up at her. She sat him up and gave him a glass of water and a blanket. Rubbing his arms and back making sure his body would come down from the euphoric high without any implications, never taking her eyes off him. After a few minutes he asked to be dismissed to use the mens room. She gave him permission and he walked out of the room. After he cleaned up and got dressed, he cleaned all of the toys she used on him and out them all back in their places. He then walked up to her and kneeled in front of her. "Thank you Mistress. Slave enjoyed his time with you." She lifted him up kissed his cheek and sent him on his way.