Waxwork, Chapter 5

Waxwork, Chapter 5
Chapter 5: The Unexpected Valentine

Serena

It is now Valentine's Day. My powers had cleansed the poison out of his system because I needed his body and soul to be pure. He must fully submit to me for me to truly live. After all, life is full of sacrifices and his soul will serve as such a sacrifice. I have done my best to emulate his precious Serena. How men could desire someone so angelic and fragile is beyond my comprehension. I have his love, his seed inside me, and now, all I need is his soul.

While he was at work, I arranged our playroom. By the stroke of midnight, I will be whole once more and free from the hell that I had been trapped in. 

Andrew

I wanted today to be perfect, so I left work early to pick up all of her favorites. I would make her the ultimate dinner and have her as the finest dessert. When I arrived home, I was met with quite a surprise. My wife was dressed in a red corset and a matching latex skirt. She looked amazing. However, my eyes were drawn to what was in her hands. She had black nylon rope wrapped around her forearm with a burning candle in one hand and a riding crop in another. “What is this?”

“Put that stuff in the kitchen and then meet me in our playroom,” she said, commandingly. My wife wasn’t the dominant. Although we had occasionally switched the power dynamics, but we had always talked about it beforehand. I would play along, but something felt off. I knew she had rid my body of the poison, but was there an ulterior motive? As I arranged my gifts in the kitchen, I could not help but think that the woman in our playroom wasn't my wife. My wife would have greeted me with a kiss before she asked to have control tonight. But if she wasn't my wife, who or what was she?

I pushed back my growing anxiety, plucking a rose out of the bouquet I had gotten her, and went into our playroom which was shrouded in shadows from the candlelight. She plucked the rose from my fingers, “This will come in handy later. Now strip and be a good boy and get into the clawfoot tub.” While I was at work, she must have had one delivered because we didn't have one in the middle of the playroom before. I stripped because I wanted to see what she had planned. 

I got into the tub as she grabbed a red candle, which was already lit. She began dripping hot wax over my genitals from varying heights, attempting to find the perfect height to bring me the most pain, so she could hear me cry out and grimace as the wax burned my balls. Once my genitals were covered in wax, she stood at the side of the tub, grabbed her pussy lips, opened them up, and started urinating on my waxed genitals to cool them off. Giggling, she ordered me to worship her while using her sticky urine to masturbate to orgasm. I was so turned on that I came all over myself as she watched me laughing. She made me clean off the wax with paper towels. Fortunately, my genitals were red but not burned. Even though her sadism turned me on, I missed my sweet submissive girl.