They played with me like that for some time. I could feel how horny it was making them. King was bulging in his pants, and Stranger was breathing so heavily I wondered how he didn’t just come in his boxers.
“You have to fuck me,” I begged. “You have to, I have to feel you inside me.”
“We will,” King promised me. “Just hold the fucking candle for me. Please Pet, do you promise?”
“Yes,” I said, so hazy with lust I could barely see. “I promise, anything you want.”
Stranger stepped away and I mewled when the bench suddenly started moving. It didn’t stop until I was stood upright, with my legs spread and my arms now stretched up in the air. Stranger fixed them with rope, tying me down, and I cried out helplessly. My skin was covered in hardened purple wax.
“Play with her,” King told Stranger, and he stripped down to his underwear before he came up to me.
His fingers spread my pussy open while King watched us, and I shivered when I came for the first time, creaming all over his fingers. I should’ve been embarrassed, but they’d teased me for so long I would’ve done anything to get off.
Stranger raised his fingers to my lips.
“Lick, pretty Pet,” he told me, and I licked them, with my eyes on his and my pussy dripping.
I cleaned them off and begged for more, but he took a step back.
“You said you’d hold the candle,” King reminded me. “So, open your mouth, wide.”
I did, and before I could react, he stuck the candle inside my mouth. I cried out, and when I did, the wax dribbled down my chest and I struggled against the pain.
“Be a good girl, Pet,” King told me. “It’s not that hard, I promise. You will love it.”
I felt tears running down my cheeks.
The candle wasn’t thick, it fit easily inside my mouth as my teeth dug into the wax. It was long enough to extended several inches over my body, just the right length to drip down as I held it between my teeth. I couldn’t make a sound. I was too scared of dropping it while it was still burning.
My eyes found Stranger, and he looked horny as fuck. It got me off.
King’s fingers touched the wax on my tits, and he flicked my nipples until they got hard for him. I could barely move, feeling helpless as fuck as they both started playing with me. Fingers on my cunt, fingers on my nipples. One of them fucked my ass with his thumb, and I tried to ride it, even though it made the candle drip all down my front. I wanted them more than ever. Not just one or the other, both of them.
King moved away and I followed him across the room as he brought the ice bucket and champagne closer.
Stranger picked up an ice cube and ran it across my stomach. The wax was hot, but the ice was cold, and I suffered through it, my teeth digging into the candle in my mouth. They drove me crazy for so long like that, until King finally popped the bottle open.
I watched them drink from it, the candle burning more and more. I’d dribbled not only wax but spit all over my tits. I couldn’t stop it. My pussy hurt from coming from their fingers, and my body ached from the position they forced me into. And I was pissed I wasn’t gonna get any champagne if they kept chugging it down like that.
They drained the bottle, and then it was between my legs.
I tried to clamp them shut but they wouldn’t let me.
“Be careful,” Stranger told me, as they pushed it inside me together.
It was cold inside me, cold and huge, stretching my pussy so wide it hurt.
I started crying, and King came up to me, blowing out the candle and gently taking it out of my mouth.
“You don’t get cock tonight,” he told me, and I cried out. “I know all about your little meeting with him the other night.”
Stranger looked at him with so much surprise, I realized he wasn’t the one who told him.
“I still want to–” he started to say, but King cut him off.
“No cock for our little Pet tonight. You can fuck the bottle all you want.”
And he pushed it deeper inside me.
I was so wet I could feel myself dripping inside it, and it made me blush.
“Please,” I begged. “Get me off, help me come.”
They did. Stranger played with my clit while King pushed the bottle in and out, over and over again, until my pussy was running all over my legs and my head lolled to the side from too many orgasms.
“I don’t think she can take anymore,” Stranger murmured to King, and I could barely make out the words in my state.