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bad girl! (ShoXVixen_Mistress)

"well the wax DOES become very hot. Of course, like all wax, it can't 'mark' but simply heat and burn heat anything the hot wax touches..." he said as he walked behind her again. "But it would be worth it for a nice smell..." he said as he then lid the candle.
 
Her eyes widened as she looked at him shaking her head, letting him know she did not want that on her, but she did not say anything, it seemed whenever she spoke he got angry, so she remained silent as she leaned into the device she was forced to stay on, trembling badly by now, knowing what he was most likely doing. She did not know how to brace herself for this and figured she would try not to yell or cry, but once it happened then all bets were off, this was nothing she had ever experienced before.
 
He then did something a bit more 'humiliating'. Instead of pouring wax on her, he pressed the candle into her anal. It put up a fight resisting but the candle soon entered her anus with ease while the lid side remained outside. Hot wax was slowly pouring down the candle where it would get everything between her ass and pussy while the wax hadn't touch yet. "It fits!" he said 'suripised'.
 
Alice whimpered and screamed as she felt the candle going in, shaking her head and begging him to stop since it was too big and she had never done anything like that before, but the effect of the candle was humiliating and she could not stand to look at him, lowering her head the best she could she let her hair fall in front of her face as she sobbed softly, feeling helpless and hurt, mentally and physically, muttering over and over again in a weak sob that she was sorry and to forgive her although she did not know what she had done and considered this to just be torture because of a hate for her, not a punishment any longer, he was hurting her and she felt like she was slowly breaking, her body shaking hard as her nails dug into her hands so hard they began to bleed lightly, tears ran down her face as she felt the invading thing in her, terrified of her new master and hating him as much as any frightened pet could.
 
He walked smirking as the wax was slowly melting.

"How does it feel?" he asked as he walked in front of her. He could tell how she felt but that made things SO much easier and funner for him to teach her respect. "Well?" he asked.
 
Hearing his voice was strange, it almost sounded distant, but she could tell that he was enjoying her pain far too much, and when she heard his question she shook her head slowly, "I-It hurts... it hurts badly... I'm not use to this... my body is not use to this type of punishment... please no more master, please..." She said between whimpers as the felt the candle deep inside her, the blood from her hands was now dripping to the floor slowly as she dug them in a little deeper the closer the wax came to touching her flesh. But the moment it finally dripped enough to make it closer to her bare womanhood she panicked, her eye closing tightly as she tried to move so it would not touch. But unfortunately with the position she was in it did not work and slowly wax began to go to her more sensitive spots, making her scream out in pain, her voice enough to make someone's blood chill over from the pain within it. She struggled against her restraints, her fingernails digging deep into her palms till they bled much worse than before, trying to concentrate on anything more painful.
 
"You're causing yourself more pain than needed." he said in remark of her hands. "You expect me to PITY you? For pain that you're causing yourself?" he bellowed loudly. Clearly, he focused on making her suffer. "Besides, I must make your punishment something that you WILL not forget...also, I see you as the type of girl who enjoys this." he added coldly.
 
Hearing his words she shook her head, whimpering in a meow, unable to get much words out as she cried and screamed. "I don't mean to hurt myself.... this hurt so much more than my hands..." She muttered as she heard him yell, flinching away from that voice the best she could. "I don't enjoy this... it hurts... I beg you master please stop... I've learned my lesson and I won't forget it... but please I don't want any more, I'll behave, please just release me..." She begged and pleaded through gasps for air and tears.
 
He paid no attention. He simply smiled as the wax hit it's mark. The hot wax had trailed down to between her ass and pussy and poured over the layer and to her clit causing a hard shock to her sexual senses.
 
She cried and sobbed harder the more wax that poured onto her virgin sex, making her whimper and mew in pain, he body struggling and trembling but there was nothing she could to, he would not stop and was enjoying her agony far too much to not try and completely break her into an emotionless shell, which at the moment, once the pain stopped, she would most like be, if not react like a beaten and abused pet like any other slave would toward a brutal master. She feared him, and if this was just a small punishment for what she was uncertain of then she did not want to anger him more and have an even more painful experience. She no longer pleaded or begged for mercy or pity, which ever he wanted to consider it as, seeing as how her other pleading went unheard or worse, she was mocked and yelled at, and being only 16 years old she seemed to be rather easy to hurt, frighten, and probably break. The more the wax move across her sensitive sex and then cooled the more she noticed an odd reaction to her body, when the wax cooled it gave a different sensation, making her lower lips and slit swollen and sore, but amongst that she felt a slight arousal, but it was faint since the how wax was still dripping all over. Biting her lip she silenced herself, not wanting him to know that she felt anything other than pain.
 
He walked to another spot and looked at what looked like a private box. He looked through it while he paid no attention to what was going on with her, he did think of what tools he would use next?
 
"Master? What is wrong with me?... What is happening to me?" She pleaded, wanting to know why her body would react like this to the stimulation of something that had once hurt and burned as well as wanted to know what to do, never experiencing pleasure sexually this was new for her in many ways and it confused her. Her tail ached and she bit her lip, asking soft as she had in the shower hoping he may listen to her a little, "Master, may I please have my tail released please? I won't ask to be removed from this device but please may I have my tail released, it is uncomfortable to sit like this with the candle, I just wish to keep it out of the way, please Master." She asked, her voice giving a small hint at what was wrong with her as well as the arousal the wax was causing.
 
He simply snorted at what she said. He then turned to her with a smile. In his hand was a purple whip. It's leather was the highest of all leathers from what it looked. The leather material looked very expensive but then again, he WAS rich.
 
Hearing his amusement her ears lay flat against her head as she struggled a little, trying to get a little comfortable, but with the device holding her tail it made it difficult. Looking at him she saw the whip and her eyes seemed to widen, but she was not too worried about it, she could handle a whip, that had happened to her many times but all this other torture was different. "Master please I beg you let my tail free, please Master." She pleaded, a hidden moan in her whimpers of protest.
 
"SHUT UP!!!!!!" He yelled loudly. He actually growled and stopped smiling as he looked at her. He glared dangerously at the poor girl as he walked closer at shocking speed and lifted her head by her hair. He growled deeper and deeper as he came face to face to make sure that she understood what he said. "I am TIRED of your lack of quietness!"
 
Hearing his anger she silenced herself quickly, giving a soft whimper and as he gripped her hair she tried to shrink away from him, but the device he had her on prevented her from doing that, so all she could do was drop her gaze obediently and nod in understanding, keeping quite as she tried to lower her head again, not wanting to look at this monster, her moans and whimpers stopping as she bit the inside of her cheek to remain completely silent for him.
 
He walked around and saw that the candle was near pass half melted. In fact, the lid was nearly closing into where her ass cheeks were.


He was carefull not to burn himself as he pulled the candle out. "I guess it was that deep..." he said aloud as he threw the candle away.
 
She let out a soft whimper of discomfort, feeling him withdraw the candle moved some of the wax that had decided to stick and cool to her once perfect skin below. Looking over she looked at the candle and could tell much of it had burned, but much of it had been inside her. She remained silent as she looked at him wondering what he had planned next despite she was hungry and tired she needed to concentrate on this and what was going to happen to her.
 
"now then..." He said and without warning whipped one of her cheeks very hard. he laughed at her reaction with comedy.
 
Hearing the two words she had already braced herself for what was coming and as he struck her she seemed rather resilient to the strike against her rear, not that it did not hurt but it was probably not the reaction he wanted, she braced herself, knowing this might last a while since it was normal for her all over the place and even got her a little excited when done right, such as what he had done, feeling the whip connect with her ass was painful but she did not mind that pain too much.
 
Yelping she seemed to not only be in pain, but the smacks to her ass were somewhat stimulating, her body squirming slightly as she sat there, whimpering and mewing in protest, while laced in that mew was pleasure.
 
He continued this for a few minutes till he stopped. "Now for the last thing..." he said as he put the whip away. As he walked pass her, he gave a small smack on her ass which caused a few of the cuts to bleed a bit.
 
She gave a groan of pain as his hand connected with her rear, feeling the bleeding a little she was a bit concerned, but had no way of dealing with it other than just accepting it and hope he would tend to wounds he caused her. She tried to watch and see what he was going to do next, her tears still streaming down her face a little now that her flesh was too tender.
 
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