BDSM Sex Stories can be so erotic.

I love when BDSM Sex Stories happen in a special place like a basement or a dungeon.

 I’m a whore that loves being fucked and used like a whore, I am every man’s fantasy because I’m sexy but just as dirty and horny as they are. I’m a good little sex toy but some men want a sexy girl like me to dominate them. That’s fun too, I just love anything to do with sex and making men feel amazing. If Bondage, Discipline, Sadism, and Masochism makes a guy happy well, I’m always down for BDSM Sex Stories.

 Jackson is a lawyer and is used to being in control which is why he probably likes to be a total pussy pain slut in the bedroom. I can be a bad bitch for the right man and I definitely gave him something to cry about. Jackson loves rough sex.

 He loves leather and latex and pain so I thought of the perfect night for him. I put on a black latex dress and heels then put on some dark, sexy makeup.

Getting there early Saturday morning we played in his basement because he has the whole room set up like a dungeon. This is where BDSM Sex Stories happen.

 I wanted to play with everything, he has so many toys. I wish I could afford a room like this, if I did I’d never leave my house and just have men coming over all day every day. Looking at what he had I picked up a pair of handcuffs. He stared at the floor and got naked when I told him to which was so fun, I love it when they obey.

I wanted him horny as hell but I don’t touch dicks when they belong to a giant pussy so I made him stand there while he got himself hard. He pumped his dick and played with his nipples, pinching them as he started to get harder and bigger.

 Waiting until he was good and horny I then made him get on a long, wide bench he had. It came to about knee height and he was able to get down on all fours.

I pulled his arms behind him, nearly folding him in half. His face was on the bench and I put his hands behind his knees.

 I snapped the handcuffs on, keeping them there I then grabbed a big, thick candle. Lighting it, I knelt in front of his face, holding the candle up to him so he could feel how hot it was and watch as the wax started to melt. I held it closer and he flinched as it started to burn his cheek. “It’s going to get a lot worse,” I told him then went to his ass.

 I held the candle up and tilted it so a nice fatty blob of hot wax landed on his back, just above his ass. He cried out as it landed on him and spread out. I gave his ass a couple of hard smacks then poured wax on him again, this time making it drip all over his ass cheek. He tried to jerk away but he could barely move and I poured more wax on him. Jackson cried out louder, whining and whimpering as I burned his ass. I did it a few more times then stopped while he was kneeling there shaking and crying.

 His ass was a mess and blobs of drying wax were all over it. The skin around the blobs was bright red and he was panting loudly. I went to his front and held the candle up to his face. “Make a wish and maybe it’ll come true,” I told him and he blew the candle out.

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